He passed on to new pastures leaving the pain and suffering behind him.
My Grampy was and still is an amazing man, he's just showing his talent to the Angels in Heaven.
This world is so cruel at the hurt hasn't got easier to deal with. There are still days where it becomes too much to bare and I break down in tears.
My Grampy is my inspiration.
His love and his passion (besides his wife of over 50 years) was his Fergusson TE20 tractor.
I would like to share with you the finalized edition of my speech which was read at his funeral.
''I will
always remember our Grampy with such fond memories, was the face behind the
camcorder at the park, He was also the face behind the camcorder at Christmas
And during
the last few years, he was the face behind the computer screen – Yes, you heard
right, computer screen. He always had
time for us, all of us; he always wished us well and sent his love.
He loved
keeping up with the times, I’ll have you know, he even had an e-bay account and
was partial to purchasing when he saw a bargain!
He was a
kind, caring person, he always thought about others before himself, his
passions in life, was his old but temperamental Massey Fergusson tractor, he’d
often spend many hours in the orchard, tinkering here, and tinkering there and
quite often asking ‘what the devil’s wrong with her now then?’, he also loved
his meccano, and loved to caravan. He and Nan used to be the marshals at the
caravan site in Fairford when the RAF was on, I will always remember Grampy
showing us how the flag went up – we helped and watched as we raised the flag
up for the rally.
He’d greet
newcomers on to the site, asking if there was anything he could do, he would –
and for those who had been a few times, he’d have a good natter before
directing them to which pitch were available!
He loved many
things in life, but what always came first? Family, that was his only real
priority, if we had any problems or just a general chat – who would we ring?
Our Grampy of course, he was always full of help, advice, love and support...
I’ll always remember when we bought our first caravan, trying to carry on the
Minchin trait of caravanning, we bought a swift. I told Grampy and he shook his
head, ‘Oh no, did you?’ Then I said ‘Did any of yours leak?’ He said ‘Yes dear,
all of them’ oops I should of spoken to Grampy first!
Today, we
are saying goodbye to the most kindest, loving man who brought us all many
happy memories and although, sadly Grampy has passed away – those memories
shall remain, All those happy times and that’s how we should remember him by –
He will always live on in each of our hearts, He is already missed dearly and
forever will be, he made such an impact on everyone’s life and he is
irreplaceable.
These past
few years have been hard on Grampy, and nearly as hard for us to watch someone
we love and care about so much to go through such gruelling treatments – and at
one point he was given only 48 hours to live, and he came through that, he gave
us a few more years with him but it cost him dearly with his health, I know
that today Grampy is free from the pain and suffering that his life had become
and now he’s reunited with Nan Ruby.
If you are
here today Grampy, I love you so very much, I am already missing you and will
always remember and cherish these loving, warm memories of you.''
Grampy was a huge fan of the Fergusson tractors, I see that obsession in myself with Peugeot.
He completely restored his tractor and did a mighty fine job of it too, so proud of his work and his tractor he took it to local shows to show it off.
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| Missing you, more than words can ever explain. |
I now want to share with you his favourite poem.
Smiling is infectious
You catch it like the flu
When someone smiled at me today
I started smiling too
I walked around the corner
And someone saw me grin
When he smiled I realised
I had passed it on to him
I thought about the smile
And then realised its worth
A single smile like mine
Could travel round the earth
So if you feel a smile begin
Don't leave it undetected
Start an epidemic
And get the world infected.
It sums up my Grampy perfectly.
His tag line, no matter the day, no matter the pain when asked if he was ok was ''Mustn't grumble''
The quiet little village where Grampy was born and lived isn't the same without his presence, he had such an impact on the community, everyone misses him.
I made Dad and I stickers for our touring caravans, in Memory of Nan and Gramp.
Unfortunately with the marriage separation I no longer have my touring caravan and the sticker has still not been returned either.
However, I may re-make this as a littler sticker for Miss Pug, with different wording obviously.
If tears could make a staircase, And heartaches make a lane, We'd walk the path to heaven And bring you home again. ♥ xxxx
