Based on family reflections at his funeral, 23 December 2024
Born in Bathurst,
his childhood was free and untangled,
filled with cricket in narrow laneways
and radio adventures of Jason and the Argonauts.
A talented batsman and tennis player,
known locally for his skill,
yet humble about his achievements.
He chose to be a teacher—
a career that spanned schools across the state,
guiding students with patience and care.
From classrooms to principal offices,
he led quietly but firmly.
Faith was his foundation,
Sundays for worship, Saturdays for family sport,
life grounded in simple, steady rhythms.
He believed that character was more important than achievements.
Though his sporting talents might have taken him far,
he valued integrity over acclaim,
teaching his children and grandchildren
that how you live matters more than what you do.
People, not possessions, were his true priority,
and he lived this out in every choice.
In his garden, strawberries grew ripe,
and geraniums found their way into departing hands.
He made time for his grandchildren,
hoisting them on his shoulders,
telling stories, and sharing laughter.
Even in repetition,
he found joy, and so did those around him.
He never rushed,
yet always had time to listen,
to walk to the park,
to enjoy a milkshake at Donut King.
He lived his faith in action—
in kindness, in generosity,
in a home that always felt safe and welcoming.
His legacy wasn’t in accolades,
but in the lives he nurtured,
the lessons he taught,
and the love that carries on.
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