Paul

After a relatively short while in the L and D he died peacefully.
He saw all his children before he passed away. Gay and Hilary were able to see him more often than others because of their locality. He had not been well for a few years but he put up with the pain and tried to take as few painkillers as possible.
Hilary used to do his shopping and housework whenever required while Gay would tidy and tend to Dad's passion, the garden. Dad would often have TV dinners which were more convenient and varied.

The day of the funeral all the family, relatives and friends were there. The church was full and High Mass started. Tears flowed, as Gay got up and spoke.
Outside the weather was trying to hold off but it could not. We were all cold and wet but could not feel it.
At the cemetery the wind didn't stop, but we felt no cold. Dad was laid to rest on top of Mother, the way he had planned since mother left us all those years ago.
We held the wake at the usual Hotel and caught up with old times with all the relatives, some of whom had travelled along way. A lot I did not recognise, it's been many years since we last met. Dad's brother was there, as large as life and jovial as ever. Mum's sister Barbara travelled all the way from Colwyn Bay with her daughter.

We should take our hats off to Gay and Hilary for all the arranging that had to take place to see the day through.

One departs but the family lives on.