This is the end, my friend the end…

such an emotional day. 

The Funeral was such a fitting tribute to dad. 

So many family and old friends in attendance to honour him. 

With the race car he shared with my brother’s engine roaring in-front of the hearse and the little 1/4 midget cars sitting out the front, he would have loved that. 

The service went for about an hour.

My sister stood and spoke and read a poem on both of our behalves and i am so proud of her and thankful to her as i could never have gotten up and spoke as well as she did.

This is the poem that she read ~

i would like to say this on behalf of myself and my sister nicole about our dad and would like to thank you all for coming on behalf of dee , daniel and family to celebrate his life

A fathers touch, A daddy’s kiss
A grieving daughter, you’re greatly missed.

An empty house, an empty chair
A fathers love, no longer there.

A broken heart, tear filled eye
Another soul to fill the sky.

Many memories in my mind
Some I laugh, some I cry.

The times we shared, the laughs we had
Things I miss when I think of you dad.

Realizing that’s all I have to hold on too
Only memories, of what once was you.

Missing your laugh, I will never again hear
That is the reality that fills me with so much fear.

No more smile on your face
No more warmth of your embrace.

The last hug, the last kiss
The last ‘goodbye’ leaves me with one last wish.

To have you dad, here today,
Never to leave your daughter this way.

His favourite songs 

* Midnight Special 
* Hallelujah
* Knocking on heavens door

Nextdoor to the funeral home is a motorbike shop and it was quite apt, that a bike was revving its engine in the background, dad would have liked that (The Funeral Director wasn’t all that impressed).

The dvd went off without a hitch thank goodness. I used many old family photos {found via ones i had on my computer, ones that i scanned on behalf of my aunt, and ones that my brother sent to me} & the song I ended choosing was When i get where i’m going by Brad Paisley. 

The grandchildren stood behind the coffin and said – “How good was he – Damned Good”.  We originally discussed them saying “Irky Perky Turkey” which is an old family saying. 

At the end of the service, the family all stood up and walked passed the coffin and said our final goodbyes, and then walked outside with family and friends following and all of the children in attendance where given balloons and stood in front of his racing car and then let them go into the sky above. 

We stayed for a little while and caught up with people, but really its a bit of a blur now as to who was there. 

We then went to my Stepmom’s Brother’s place for a small get together, not many turned up but it was nice to catch up with the ones that did, we shared stories and reminisced about Dad, and had a few laughs, he would have liked that. 

After that J, A, my niece LJ and I went to McDonalds and got a burger, (Dad would have loved that too) and then headed off to my brothers place, where we stayed the night.

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