He was a family man, a proud man, and a fighter, but the thing I will remember most of all about the last few months was his grit. He never complained about the pain he must have been feeling, and was always pleased to see a familiar face at his bedside.
I shed a tear or two today - it was impossible not to for this giant of a man. He always had my respect, I don't remember him ever doing anything to move this from my heart and I pray that I will be judged to be half the man he was, if I am I will be proud of my lot. And if you are too I shall be just as proud.
Well Zander, the big, big man this blog is all about has passed on today. The 3rd of December 2009 will go down in the family archives as the day of days. It is your father's birthday, your great granny's birthday too, and also now marks the passing of two of your forebears, Kenneth Ernest Nichols, your great grandfather, and also his dad, your great, great grandfather Wilfred Nichols. It's strange how things happen with dates.
Never fear the approach of this day though, neither he nor I would want that. It should always be a special day to you, it marks things that bind your family together, births and deaths are intertwined and whilst you should treat it with respect it's also a time to celebrate.
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