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It is the tenth anniversary of my grandfather's death at the ripe old age of 107
he having lived in three centuries. He was 7 years old when Queen Victoria died; can you imagine the changes that he witnessed and experienced over the years since 1894?
He was a farmer working with animals all his life and was the most contented person I ever met.
I will never forget his parting shot every time I left after a visit - "haste ye back"
he would say in the marvellous Doric dialect which he spoke.
In fact an American professor from Aberdeen University spent many hours tape recording the stories he told of his life. She was fascinated by the Doric.
Happy memories.
he having lived in three centuries. He was 7 years old when Queen Victoria died; can you imagine the changes that he witnessed and experienced over the years since 1894?
He was a farmer working with animals all his life and was the most contented person I ever met.
I will never forget his parting shot every time I left after a visit - "haste ye back"
he would say in the marvellous Doric dialect which he spoke.
In fact an American professor from Aberdeen University spent many hours tape recording the stories he told of his life. She was fascinated by the Doric.
Happy memories.
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hold up....not him...sorry....
Brooks.......
http://www.vinylrevin...8/08/garth-brooks.jpg
thats him^
......fanclub going :0) x
Both my grandads died when I was 12 - one I absolutely adored and was completely heartbroken when he died, the other one was a bully and had no time for me, choosing only 2 of the other grandchildren as his favourites. My other lovely grandad was only 65 when he died, he never drew a day of his pension and all his lovely plans of retiring by the sea with my grandma never materialised.
My maternal grandfather died when he was 98 - he was born in 1891. In his retirement he traced the family tree (well before the internet, so it was much harder work in those days), and when I inherited my mother's copy (all painstakingly handwritten and photo-copied for each branch of the rather large family) I found a copy of his memoires, also hand-written, which finished abruptly sometime in the second world war. I wonder when and why he stopped writing, but I'll sadly never know. He was a wonderful man, and my grandmother, ten years his junior, only out-lived him by eighteen months. We should feel privileged to have had such amazing relatives.