Dad
1908 – 2001
May the angels lead you into Paradise, may the Martyrs receive you at your coming, and take you to Jerusalem, the holy city. May the Choir of Angels receive you, and with Lazarus, who once was poor, may you have everlasting rest.
Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,
That saved a wretch like me.
I once was lost but now am found,
Was blind, but now I see.
Nanny and Grandpa on their wedding day, September 1933.
