Growing up as a child I have fond memories of visiting pop and bobba in there family home in Seaford. I do remember as a child not being able to completely understand what pop was saying due to he English accent, but the passion he had for his grass is something I’ll never forget. The bird Avery full of budgies and being frightened of them flying around when inside picking the blue one that mum wanted. I remember the beautiful garden out the back that surrounded the fish pond and feeding the fish with pop. Patting Bobbas angry cat after being told not to. Putting golf balls in the lounge room with pop.
Pop you had a beautiful life and have raised children that you can be proud of and have grandchildren that hold a grand respect for you. May you fly high with with your loved ones whom were waiting your arrival. Pop I love you. Till we meet again.
I never worked so hard as I did as a concreters labourer with uncle Eric through my school holidays….but got spoilt by Aunty Ree every night. RIP Uncle Eric.
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Growing up as a child I have fond memories of visiting pop and bobba in there family home in Seaford. I do remember as a child not being able to completely understand what pop was saying due to he English accent, but the passion he had for his grass is something I’ll never forget. The bird Avery full of budgies and being frightened of them flying around when inside picking the blue one that mum wanted. I remember the beautiful garden out the back that surrounded the fish pond and feeding the fish with pop. Patting Bobbas angry cat after being told not to. Putting golf balls in the lounge room with pop.
Pop you had a beautiful life and have raised children that you can be proud of and have grandchildren that hold a grand respect for you. May you fly high with with your loved ones whom were waiting your arrival. Pop I love you. Till we meet again.
Rest East Uncle Eric. Thank you for making our Aunty Ree so happy and secure especially during the long years of her illness.
love Barb and Bob Ryn
I never worked so hard as I did as a concreters labourer with uncle Eric through my school holidays….but got spoilt by Aunty Ree every night. RIP Uncle Eric.
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