Tuesday, November 3, 2020
Hey Rolly, Can you hear me. So sorry and sad to have lost you. We had some great times together and a great family relationship and personal friendship. Remember the good old days when we lived together in Nowra and all the things we got up to. Raiding the old rubbish dump for beer bottles which we carted to the bottle yard for 6 pence a dozen. Big money for us in those days. Climbing fences and raiding the local fruit trees. Getting the fresh bread from the old horse and buggy baker. Going downstairs to your old outhouse in the middle of winter. Hot sunday lunches in your hot kitchen cooked by your mum.The loving and caring nature of Nana. Riding around the scrub which is now housing estates. Swimming at Big Rock. Your mad motor bike trips around the country. Your uncanny and amazing ability not follow instructions and get lost. No more speeding fines, you can go as fast as you like. In the last 20 or so years, our caravan trips or flights down to see you and Ernie. Tears in your eyes when we arrived and tears when we had to leave. Always heart on the sleeve stuff. All great memories which always come flooding back on sad occasions like this. We are sad to have lost you, but on the other hand, celebrate your life which was full of great memories, good times, a lovely wife, family and friends. Sorry we can't be there to wish you goodbye, but I hope this message indicates how much you meant to us. All our love, Terry, R.I.P. mate.
Love John and Jan.
