| Location | Wishaw, Lanarkshire, Scotland |
| Age | 59 years |
| Cause of Death | Stroke |
| Date of Birth | 30/07/1912 |
| Date of Death | 29/07/1972 |
| Visitors | 5,146 since 07/09/2008 |
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Dad, JOHN CAIRNS, was born in Hamilton, Lanarkshire, to my Granny Agnes (Grant) and Grandad Thomas Cairns. His dad died when he was a baby and Granny married Mr McAllister, who I never knew. I don't know anything about him, but he obviously re-named my Dad as his own. By the time I was born, Mr McAllister had passed on and Granny was married again, to Mr Millar. I never knew him either, till the night Granny died, and I went to the house to find out what was happening. Mr Millar was in the pub, Granny was lying in the Mortuary in Cleland Hospital, Wishaw. That was the one and only time I ever remember seeing my Granny Millar, as we called her. A close family we were not. Dad went to her funeral, but would not let any of us go.
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Dad worked in The Clyde Alloy Steel Works in Netherton, Wishaw, for as long as I can remember, and I can't remember any time when he missed a shift. He worked until the night we were wakened by men at the door to tell us he had taken ill at his work (nightshift) and was in Glasgow Royal Infirmary.
Dad was a stroke victim, who was then bed-ridden, crabbit-faced and IMPOSSIBLE for 4 years before he died. My Mother, Nellie, nursed him day and night. He wouldn't let ANYBODY but Mum or Aunt Janet (his wee sister) attend to him, he would not have a Day Nurse or allow a Home Help to look after him. If I offered him a cup of tea he hunted me out of his room. He even took the nasty against my wee sons, Chris & Ziggy, as his condition worsened. They just wanted to love their Granda, but he wouldn't have them in his sight. The strokes took his brain, and a lot of our life, away from him and us. Aunt Janet insisted the POW Camp, where he was held for 5 years, had destroyed him. He was not the brother she knew before the war.
Dad passed away in Law Hospital, and was cremated at Daldowie in Glasgow. Mum dedicated a rose bush at Daldowie for him, but we have no headstone as such to visit. His ashes were scattered at his rose bush.
Dad was in the Black Watch Regiment, and went to Burma, France, Germany during the 2nd World War. He was a P.O.W. in Germany for 5 years. Dad was a keen gardener, he grew all the veg for the family and lovely flowers for mum. We were banned from the strawberry patch, for obvious reasons. He liked a pint and a game of dominoes in his local pub and was fond of dogs. He loved my boys, Chris & Ziggy, although he called them Wullie & Airchie, for the fun of it. But for a while before he passed, he could not stand the sight of any of us, his brain was so badly affected.
God Love You Dad, it wasn't pleasant for us, but it can't have been easy for you either. We were not a close, loving, family unit, but you know we all adored mum to bits. She wanted for nothing after you were gone, we all closed rank around her, our very special lady, our Duchess. Thanks for choosing her Dad, she was the very best.
MERRY CHRISTMAS
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................*Ӝ̵̨̄*.......Night
..............*Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ*........Night
..........*Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄ƷƸ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ*.......Sweet
........*Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ̵̨̄**Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ*..........Dreams
......*Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄ƷƸ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄ƷƸ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ*..........Special
...*Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄ƷƸ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄ƷƸ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄ƷƸ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ*........Angels
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☆ At Christmas Time ☆
Remember they are still with us,
We see their faces every day,
When we raise our Christmas glasses,
They are not too far away.
Though they're not here in body,
Their spirit is still here,
And as long as we remember this,
They always will be near.
Copyright Ingrid Aspey 2010
Merry Christmas Angel Love Sara xxx
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║║║╚═╠╗╠╗╚╝ ' ' ' ' ' ╚ ║║╠╗╩ ╚╝ ║ ║║║║║╚╝
╔╗╔╗╔═╔ ╦ ╔╗║ ' ╔╗╠╗║╔╗╔═║
╚╗║║╠═║ ║ ╠╣║ ' ╠╣║║║║╗╠═║
╚╝╠╝╚═╚ ╩ ║║╚ ' ║║║╚╣╚╝╚═╚
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Love and hugs at christmas for you and your family.
Love always from Michelle and Angel Kyle xxxxxx
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╠╣╠╣║║║║╚╣ ' ╠╣╠╣║ ║ ║║║║║╠═╠═║║║
║║║║╠╝╠╝╚╝ ' ║║║║╚ ╚ ╚╝╚╩╝╚═╚═║╚╣
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Love Sara xxxx
~♥x♥~ ~♥x♥~
xxx Candles for the week I am Away xxxx
I AM AWAY ON HOLIDAY FROM 16.09.2010 UNTIL 24.09.2010
SO I AM LEAVING CANDLES FOR YOU BEAUTIFUL ANGEL WHILE I AM AWAY.
16th September Candle
⊱♥⊰ A thousand loving memories, ♥ Stored up in our hearts, ♥ To take out and live again ♥ Whenever the tears start. ⊱♥⊰
17th September Candle
ღ︽ A Very Special Angel ︽ღ︽ That Is What You'll Always Be ︽ღ︽ Forever Loved ︽ღ︽ Forever Missed ︽ღ︽ For All Eternity ︽ღ︽ Lots of love Angel
18th September Candle
Hundreds of dewdrops to greet the dawn, Hundreds of bees in the purple clover, Hundreds of butterflies on the lawn, But only one you the wide world over. ~
19th September Candle
~*~You Will Never Be Forgotten~*~Your Memory Is Here To Stay~*~For You Are So Precious To Us~*~Our Thoughts Are With You Every Day~*~ Love Always Joyce xx
20th September Candle
⋱♰⋰ Somewhere beyond the sunset ⋱♰⋰ where angels never die you sleep in a beautiful garden ⋱♰⋰ beneath a golden sky⋱♰⋰ x*x*x
21st September Candle
◡◠ჱ❤ჱ◠◡ Those we love can never be More than a thought apart, For as long as there is memory, They'll live on in our heart.◡◠ჱ❤ჱ ◠◡
22nd September Candle
�:*:� ♥ �:*:� Take a million teardrops, and wrap them up with love, And ask the wind to carry them, to you in heaven above �:*:� ♥�:*: xxxxx
23rd September Candle
*☆*…They say that memories are golden, Well, maybe that is true, But we never wanted memories, We only wanted you...*☆*
24th September Candle
☀ Our memories of you are so precious ☀ you are missed so very much ☀ you will always be remembered ☀ and loved so very much ☀ Love always
I WILL KEEP YOU ALL IN MY THOUGHTS AND PRAYERS UNTIL I GET BACK FROM MY HOLIDAY
LOTS OF LOVE & HUGS TO YOU PRECIOUS ANGEL XXXXX
♥ღ♥ THE SADDEST THING ♥ღ♥
And the saddest thing
Under the sun above
Is to say goodbye
To the ones you love.
♥ღ♥
All the things
That I have known
Became my life
My very own.
But before you know
You say goodbye
All the time goodbye
It's time to cry
But I will not weep
Nor make a scene
Just say “thank you life,
For having been”.
♥ღ♥
And the hardest thing
Under the sun above
Is to say goodbye
To the ones you love.
♥ღ♥
No, I will not weep
Nor make a scene
But say “thank you life
For having been”.
♥ღ♥
And the loudest cry
Under the sun above
Is a silent goodbye
From the ones you love.
♥ღ♥ Written and sung by Melanie Safka ♥ღ♥
When Tomorrow Starts Without Me
︽☆︽ ︽♥︽ ︽☆︽ ︽♥︽ ︽☆︽ ︽♥︽ ︽☆︽ ︽♥︽ ︽☆︽
When tomorrow starts without me,
and I’m not there to see;
If the sun should rise and find your eyes,
all filled with tears for me;
I wish so much you wouldn’t cry,
the way you did today,
while thinking of the many things,
we didn’t get to say.
︽☆︽ ︽♥︽ ︽☆︽ ︽♥︽ ︽☆︽ ︽♥︽ ︽☆︽ ︽♥︽ ︽☆︽
I know how much you love me,
as much as I love you,
and each time that you think of me,
I know you’ll miss me too;
But when tomorrow starts without me,
please try to understand,
that an Angel came and called my name,
and took me by the hand,
and said my place was ready,
in heaven far above,
and that I’d have to leave behind,
all those I dearly love.
︽☆︽ ︽♥︽ ︽☆︽ ︽♥︽ ︽☆︽ ︽♥︽ ︽☆︽ ︽♥︽ ︽☆︽
But as I turned to walk away,
a tear fell from my eye,
for all life, I’d always thought,
I didn’t want to die.
I had so much to live for,
so much yet to do,
It seemed almost impossible,
that I was leaving you.
︽☆︽ ︽♥︽ ︽☆︽ ︽♥︽ ︽☆︽ ︽♥︽ ︽☆︽ ︽♥︽ ︽☆︽
I thought of all the yesterdays,
the good ones and the bad,
I thought of all the love we shared,
and all the fun we had.
If I could relive yesterday,
just even for awhile,
I’d say goodbye and kiss you
and maybe see you smile.
But then I fully realized,
that this could never be,
for emptiness and memories,
would take the place of me.
︽☆︽ ︽♥︽ ︽☆︽ ︽♥︽ ︽☆︽ ︽♥︽ ︽☆︽ ︽♥︽ ︽☆︽
And when I though of worldly things,
I might miss come tomorrow,
I thought of you, and when I did,
my heart was filled with sorrow.
︽☆︽ ︽♥︽ ︽☆︽ ︽♥︽ ︽☆︽ ︽♥︽ ︽☆︽ ︽♥︽ ︽☆︽
But when I walked through heaven’s
gates,
I felt so much at home.
When God looked down and smiled at me,
from His great golden throne,
He said, "This is eternity,
and all I’ve promised you".
Today for life on earth is past,
but here it starts anew.
I promise no tomorrow,
but today will always last,
and since each day’s the same day,
there’s no longing for the past.
︽☆︽ ︽♥︽ ︽☆︽ ︽♥︽ ︽☆︽ ︽♥︽ ︽☆︽ ︽♥︽ ︽☆︽
But you have been so faithful,
so trusting and so true.
Though there were times you did some things,
you knew you shouldn’t do.
But you have been forgiven
and now at last you’re free.
So won’t you take my hand
and share my life with me?
︽☆︽ ︽♥︽ ︽☆︽ ︽♥︽ ︽☆︽ ︽♥︽ ︽☆︽ ︽♥︽ ︽☆︽
So when tomorrow starts without me,
don’t think we’re far apart,
for every time you think of me,
I’m right here, in your heart.
︽☆︽ ︽♥︽ ︽☆︽ ︽♥︽ ︽☆︽ ︽♥︽ ︽☆︽ ︽♥︽ ︽☆︽
David M. Romano
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❁ Fragrant Garden ❁
Forever-fragrant garden
With beauty all around
Blossoms of the rarest kind
Can easily be found.
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Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ
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No winter’s chill now comes to me
No need to be disheartened
I’ll rest here now, forevermore
In God’s eternal garden.
❁ Author Unknown ❁
✽ܓ✽ܓ✽ܓ✽ܓ✽ܓ✽ܓ✽ܓ
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Hope
Hope is the thing with feathers
that perches in the soul,
And sings the tune--without the words,
And never stops at all,
and sweetest in the gale is heard…
(Emily Dickinson)
✽ܓ✽ܓ✽ܓ✽ܓ✽ܓ✽ܓ✽ܓ
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ONCE
Once upon a time…,
A light travelled the universe.
It sailed though time,
And through space,
Seeking its soul.
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An empty spirit,
Searching the dark heavens,
For the soul, and the light,
The spirit that searched in return.
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…You are the light that completes my soul,
…The soul that completes my journey.
• ❤ •
By Blair Farrell Thomson
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♥
*ღ*
Grieving is as natural
as crying when you are hurt,
sleeping when you are tired,
eating when you are hungry
or sneezing when your nose itches.
It's nature's way of healing a broken heart.
A cut finger is numb before it bleeds.
It bleeds before it hurts.
It hurts until it begins to heal.
It forms a scab and itches until finally,
the scab is gone and a small scar is left
where once there was a wound.
Grief is the deepest wound you will ever have.
Like a cut finger,
it goes through stages and leaves a scar.
When you try to help someone heal from their pain,
chances are you are probably healing yourself.
Listen to the words
within your own heart.
*ღ*
By Doug Manning
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