It's October 8th, so Happy Birthday to my wonderful Dad who would have been 71 today. Dad set off on Bank Holiday Monday, May 1999 with his best friend, cousin and cousin's best friend, for a game of at North Manchester Golf Club and never came back. He collapsed suddenly and died at hole number 7 (see pic) in spite of the best efforts of everyone who was on the course at the time, notably two heart surgeons who had been playing just behind him, and who opened him up on the spot.
We still miss you, Dad. And we still hate anything to do with golf.
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I felt very close to your dad, Sarah, and respected him a greta deal, so happy birthday from me too.
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