Its a little over a year since my dad passed away in Queensland, Australia. You may remember my poem from that day. Today (already Sunday in New Zealand) my Aunty Olwen is taking his ashes to Orewa Surf Lifesaving Club where his friends will have a morning ceremony and a time of remembrance for John Daniel Jones, the old, short, skinny kiwi, who lived a full life from April 16, 1933 – Dec 2004. Dad loved the surf club. And he loved us.
. . . I miss him. . .
Thanks Olwen for being a great sister to him and aunty to me.