Cyril Ward

My Grandad sadly died in his sleep on the 19th March 2008.

He was a lovely man who doted on all of his family.

He is sadly missed by us all.

Rip Grandad, Love you xx

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DEAR GRANDAD---A poem written by my cousin x

YOU WERE A MAN THAT MADE US SMILE,
YOU’LL BE VERY SADLEY MISSED,
YOU ALWAYS MADE US WELCOME,
WITH A LOVING HUG AND KISS.

ALWAYS DOING THE DISHES,
OR MAKING CUPS OF TEA,
JUST SOME OF THE THINGS THAT MADE YOU,
THE BEST GRANDAD THERE COULD BE.

GRANDAD YOU WERE THE BEST,
YOU ALWAYS MADE US LAUGH,
YOU ALWAYS LOVED US VERY MUCH,
EVEN WHEN WE ACTED DAFT.

ALWAYS THINKING OF YOU,
OH, SUCH A WONDERFUL THOUGHT,
HOW KIND AND WARM HEARTED YOU WERE,
AND GENTLE THINGS YOU HAVE TAUGHT.

WHEN WE LOOOK THROUGH THE PHOTOS,
AND THINK OF THE MEMORIES,
WE KNOW YOURE IN A BETTER PLACE,
WATCHING OVER THE FAMILY.


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TRIBUTE TO CYRIL----Read at his funeral, written by my Dad and Aunty x

OVER THE LAST FEW DAYS WE’VE HEARD SO MANY STORIES ABOUT HIM AND THE WAY HE TOUCHED SO MANY LIVES.

MANY YEARS AGO HIS OLDEST BROTHER JOHN WAS TRAGICALLY KILLED IN AN ACCIDENT LEAVING A WIDOW WITH THREE YOUNG BOYS. CYRIL WAS ALWAYS THERE FOR HER TO HELP IN ANY WAY HE COULD. THE SAME CARE APPLIED WHEN HIS NIECE CAROL PASSED AWAY AT AN EARLY AGE LEAVING TWO YOUNG CHILDREN.

ON HEARING OF HIS DEATH THE FIRST WORDS FROM HIS GREAT NEPHEW LEE WERE UNCLE CYRIL BOUGHT MY FIRST BIKE.

AUNTY EDNA TOLD US A STORY ABOUT WHEN SHE WAS HAVING HER SON JOHN. SHE’D SENT HER HUSBAND PHILIP TO BED AS SHE THOUGHT THE BABY WOULDN’T ARRIVE UNTIL LATER. CYRIL CALLED TO SEE HER ON HIS WAY TO WORK FOR HIS NIGHT SHIFT AT THE PIT. EDNA TOLD CYRIL TO WAKE PHILIP UP BUT HE SAID ‘NO, LET HIM REST I’LL STAY AND LOOK AFTER YOU’. HALF WAY THROUGH THE NIGHT HE CRAWLED UNDER THE TABLE. SHE WONDERED WHAT HE WAS DOING. HE SAID ‘ITS SNAP TIME’ AND ATE HIS SANDWICHES AS IF HE WERE DOWN THE PIT. DIDN’T THAT MAKE US LAUGH!

WHEN AN OLD FRIEND JACK BECAME ILL HE WOULD VISIT EVERY WEEK AND OCCASIONALLY TAKE HIM TO SKEGNESS FOR THE DAY. THEY ALSO SPENT MANY HAPPY HOLIDAYS TOGETHER OVER THE YEARS.

HIS FRIEND STEFAN WHO CALLED HIM HIS ENGLISH BROTHER BECAME PART OF OUR FAMILY AND CYRIL HELPED HIS FAMILY IN POLAND BY SENDING PARCELS AND HELPED TO BRING THEM TO ENGLAND TO VISIT. HE ALSO WENT TO POLAND WITH STEFAN MANY TIMES.
GRANDMA AND GRANDAD PARR WERE ALSO TAKEN OUT EVERY WEEKEND AND FOR HOLIDAYS IN SUMMER.

HIS OLD WORKMATE HAS ALSO VISITED US AND TOLD US HOW PROUD HE WAS TO HAVE KNOWN HIM AND WORKED WITH HIM DOWN THE PIT-- HOW HE WOULD ALWAYS ROLL HIS SLEEVES UP AND GET ‘STUCK IN’ TO HELP HIS MEN GET THE JOB DONE ALTHOUGH HE WAS NOT SUPPOSED TO.

WHEN OUR CARS BROKE DOWN, WHICH WAS QUITE OFTEN, HE WAS ALWAYS THERE TO FIX THEM. EVEN PUTTING NEW ENGINES IN.
HE ENJOYED D.I.Y. HE FITTED HIS OWN KITCHEN IN AND LAST YEAR AT THE AGE OF 82 HE COMPLETELY RIPPED OUT THE BATHROOM AND INSTALLED A WALK-IN SHOWER AND RETILED IT AS GOOD AS ANY PROFESSIONAL.

HE WAS SO PROUD OF HIS HARD WORKING, LAW ABIDING GRANDCHILDREN SOMETHING SO DIFFICULT IN TODAYS SOCIETY BUT HOW COULD THEY FAIL WITH A ROLL MODEL LIKE HIM.

WE ARE THE LUCKIEST, PROUDEST AND MOST PRIVELEDGED – SIMPLY BECAUSE HE WAS OUR DAD..

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