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My Dad On
15th August 2002, I had finished my final chemotherapy, and was leaving
Antrim Hospital when my mobile rang. It had been turned off all day and when
I answered it, I was presented with several messages from Whiteabbey Hospital
where my dad was. They wanted me to contact them as his condition had changed
for the worse. He
had been in hospital for the five weeks previously and had come out a new
man; full of life and energy. He had had chest problems as a result of years
of smoking and asthma, but as I said, he was totally overhauled and bright as
a button. Two
days later, he was back in hospital again with renal failure. I
finished my chemo on 15th, and on the 17th at 12:10am he went to a better
place. I
could say all sorts of things about him, and he was a well known figure all
throughout Newtownabbey and Belfast, but I think that this simple phrase says
it all. I loved him; I miss him; and I feel his presence with
me every day. Gerald (Gerry) Wray 31st December 1919 -
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