
The Language of Us
Doris Falidis-Nickolas’ poetry beautifully captures love, loss, and remembrance, offering comfort to those navigating grief.
WILLIAMSON. - Dennis Francis Jan. 11, 1927 - Jan. 12, 2011 Loving husband, stepfather, grandfather and great grand father. Missed by June, Julie, David, Andrew, Heather, Simon, Ingela, Andy, Robert, Ally, Bridget and Hanna. Passed away after a short illness. Dennis, we are so glad we all got to spend a great Christmas day 2010 with you. He tossed a brick up in the air and if it came down he went fishing. Known as the singing bricklayer Dennis was well known in Sale for over 60 years. He was a mad keen fisherman and loved the outdoors. Dennis, we will all miss your stories, your sayings and your early morning crooning. Even though the job's in uproar and they still have heads on 'em like boarding house kippers you are still a star boarder. We will miss you dearly Dennis, you were the joy of my life, I will miss you so. We had a wonderful life together. Hope the fish are biting up there. Love - June. Thank you for being our Step-Dad and for looking after Mum for 34 very happy years together. What will we do without you now that you've gone fishing? With lots of love - Julie, David, Andy and Rob.
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