Barry Hunter 10/11/1923 - 11/18/2007

Grandad,

You watched me grow up through the years, with all my antics - and you always were there for me. You were always there for encouragement and acknowlegement, through the best times, and through the worst. You have always been one of the biggest influences in my life, and I hope that I do you proud.

You left us much too soon, but I’ll always remember your stories, your remarks, and your mischevous comments. But above all, I will always remember you. The larger than life figure that was always caring, loving and kind.

There is no measure to the devastation that I felt since your passing, but I am just glad that I got to say everything that I meant to before it happened. You’ve been sick for some time now, but there is no way to prepare for the sadness and grief that it causes.

Grandad - Barry, I will forever miss seeing you, miss hugging you, miss sharing all those moments that you always seem to take for granted; The Birthday’s, the Christmas’s, the watching of the Cricket on a Saturday afternoon.

I will always love you, and I will always remember you.

Il nome suo nessun saprà!…
e noi dovrem, ahime, morir!
Nessun Dorma, Nessun Dorma.

~ by therascalking on November 18, 2007.