We had a wonderful uncle
One who never really grew old
His smile was made of sunshine
And his heart was made of gold
Lots of great memories of uncle ken always in our life's growing up
Foundest memories Barbara & Pauline (& our late Brother Bob
Barbara & Pauline
7th May 2024
I am I and you are you, whatever we were to each other that we still are.
Speak to me in the easy way which you always used.
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
Life means all that it ever meant, it is the same as it ever was.
Extract from a poem by Henry Scott Holland