Dad was the light of my life.

Even as a little girl, I remember him making me laugh

so much I would nearly cry. He had a wicked sense of humour that rubbed off on
anyone that was near him. No one was upset around Dad for too long – although he
did have his serious side, too, of course.

Dad grew up in the country, on a dairy farm a few hours from Melbourne called
Toora and was surrounded by sheep, farm animals and beautiful landscape. But his
love for the written word drew him to the ‘big smoke’ to study literature at Trinity
College in Melbourne. He said his passion came from his grandfather who used read
endlessly to him. Stories that even as an adult he loved dearly and would read to
us when we were kids

Dad was also inspirational to us, with his passion for music. He loved most types,
but his favourite was Neil Diamond. On Sunday afternoons, we would gather in the
lounge room and Dad would put on his ‘album of the week’. He would pull Mum in
his arms and dance around the room while we clapped hands and giggled... and
then it was our turn. Dad would grab us both and swing us up and around until we
were sick with laughter and dizziness. The fun we had on those Sundays, I will
never forget.”.

Even as adults Dad inspired us, although we never really told him. Every couple of
months the family would receive invitations to one of his infamous week-ends
away. He would find a mystery location – always near a river or the ocean, and
send us directions at the last minute. We were prepared, as we had learnt years
ago what the week-end would involve. We would pack everything needed to go
swimming, fishing, snorkelling, or if in the winter months bush walks and
sightseeing– it was always a week-end of fun and activity. Times that we all and
especially the grandchildren will never forget.

Dad: Your love, your patience, your understanding, your wisdom and your amazing
sense of humour will live on inside us forever. You have given us gifts that are
more precious than anything in this world. Goodbye, Dad. You will always live on in
my heart

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My darling little girl Louise! I cannot believe that she has been taken away from us
after only six years on this earth. It is much too short a time, but they have been
the most precious.

When you were born, you were so tiny – I couldn't believe my eyes. You had a
shock of black hair and a cheeky face. You quickly gained weight, though, and after
a couple of days in the hospital I was allowed to take you home. We had been told
that you had a congenital heart condition, but we were positive that you would still
live a long and happy life. We always focused on our time together and treasured
every moment.

From the time she was a little girl, Louise brought joy and laughter into our lives
and the lives of others. When she was little, I called her my ‘cheeky monkey’. As
soon as our backs were turned, she was up to something. But you couldn't get
angry with her for too long as she would always give you one of those cheeky grins
and say, “Oh Mummy, I’m sorry”.

Louise grew into a charming little girl who was outgoing and affectionate. She loved
her teachers and would race home from school every afternoon with stories. One of
Louise’s greatest pleasures was dancing. The moment she heard music she would
be up, clapping her hands with glee. We enrolled her in dance school and she
flourished. I will never forget the look on her face after her first dance class – a
look of enthusiasm and pure excitement that only a child can give. I was so excited
for her.

When Louise was five, she had to undergo surgery. It seemed successful and after
months of rest, Louise appeared to be on the road to recovery. She found it hard
staying at home and desperately wanted to go back to school and dancing. When
she was feeling well enough, we brought home school work for her to do, which she
devoured with such enthusiasm. Louise’s last year on this earth was difficult. It is
such a terrible thing to see your child struggle with illness and not be able to do
anything to make her well and whole again.

It is with so much sadness that I am here today to farewell our only child, Louise.
She was a lovely and vibrant daughter who has been taken away from us much too
early. But the memory of Louise will live on in us forever. We were so proud of her
and know that she is in peace. Goodbye, my precious girl – I know you are up in
heaven now, waving down to us with cheeky grin on your beautiful face.

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Eulogy for a Father

Eulogy for a Daughter

 Eulogy for a Friend

Eulogy for a Father

Eulogy for a Husband

Steven and I met in Mr. Rollins' third grade class. I'd like to say we became friends
immediately but, actually, I thought Steven was quite the teacher's pet so I ignored
him.

Of course, that studiousness and his ability to make friends with the 'right' people is
probably why Steven ended up as the owner of his own successful company. I came
to appreciate Steven's finer qualities and what I came to know eventually is that it
was all real. Steven did not have an inauthentic bone in his body. Steven stood up
for people. Something happened in the seventh grade that I will never forget and is
a perfect example of the kind of person Steven was.

My brother, Eli, was two years younger than we were. There was a time when
walking to school past Water Street became quite a challenge for many of us.

Eli and I walked together and usually when there was more than one, the hooligans
wouldn't bother us. But one day I was sick and Eli had to walk by himself. He did
not make it past the corner. Eli was grabbed and dragged to the center of their
circle. You can imagine what happened after that. They pulled his backpack off him
and pushed him down. Then Steven came along.

Years later Eli told me that even though Steven was the smallest kid in our class,
he just walked right into the group and pulled him up off the pavement. He grabbed
Eli's backpack and handed it back to him. "Go on," he told him. Eli scurried out of
the group and looked back in time to see Steven taking his first punch.

I remember the next day Steven was pretty banged up with a black eye. I asked
him what happened and he just said, "Nothin'... you know, Water Street." That's
how Steven was, always strong, always humble.

As you know, Steven has been endlessly generous with our community through his
charitable endeavors and with all of us who have been fortunate enough to call
ourselves his friends. Steven, you are gone too soon and you will be missed.

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Duty, decency, reliability, honour, dignity, respect: these are all qualities that my
father not only held in high esteem, but practised every day during his time on this
earth. He was a serious and disciplined man, but he could never resist the
opportunity to have a laugh with friends and loved ones .

Dad was an only child, who lived in and around Sydney up until his retirement from
the motor industry, where he moved with Mum to the Central Coast. They married
young – at age 20 – and remained happily together for over half a century. When
free of their parental responsibilities, Dad would whisk Mum off for some mad
adventure, often without her knowing where they were going.

As a father of three though, he was often happiest when left to his own devices –
whether it was building a shed, tending to the garden, or fixing one of his cars. He
was a self-professed petrol head, and loved nothing more than jumping in the car
and driving – sometimes for hours – for some much-needed relief and relaxation
from a family of five. More often than not, he wouldn't be gone for that long, but
admitted that he loved driving so much, he looked for any excuse to have a spin.
His precious Austin Healey was his most prized possession – a car that he drove till
the day he died.

To me, Dad’s finest quality was his patience: an inherent ability to listen, to absorb
and to offer a point of view based on quiet, measured wisdom. I’ll never forget the
time when I asked him what I should do about having to move overseas for my
career: “Do what you feel, what you believe is right. Follow your gut, your heart,
and you can’t go wrong.”

It’s difficult to imagine him not being around and I’m not sure how we will all cope.
The grandchildren, Billy and Leo will miss him dearly. It’s strange to think that I
can’t just give him a call or pop around to have one of our good old yarns. Dad
lived a long and happy life, and only succumbed to ill health right at the very end.

As we gather here today to remember and commemorate his life, let bid him
farewell as we mourn the loss of a lively, dignified soul. A soul that brought joy and
fulfilment to many, and whose legacy will live on forever

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My husband was such a wonderful man. I'm not sure I can really express just how
much I will miss him. Not only was he a wonderful husband, but a wonderful father,
grandfather, best friend, colleague ...and so much more.

I remember the first time I saw him - I looked over the room at the dance hall on a
Saturday night and saw this handsome young man. I was too shy initially to even
hold his eye contact. Eventually, he introduced himself to me; we danced, we
laughed and we fell in love. Paul was always such a gentleman. His joviality and
good nature attracted people the moment he walked in the room, and no one could
forget his raucous and contagious laugh.

When we had each of our children ¬ Jesse, Markus and James – he was delighted.
Paul was a wonderful father to them and I would watch him take them to Sunday
school and show them off to all the other parents. As they became teenagers, I saw
how they always went to him for advice – even if they did run off and do the
opposite, as teenagers do. He was always there to pick up the pieces and sort
things out. They respected and loved him deeply.

Paul was a hard working and giving man. Not only was he committed to his job –
working long hours that would drive me insane. He always encouraged us be
involved in life – he bought out the best in us all. He would always say, ‘You can’t
rest on your laurels, Margaret. You must keep forging ahead and make the best of
everything”. He was my soul mate and my inspiration – my steadfast rock that
helped me through thick and thin. Paul supported and loved us all, and was always
there to help navigate through life’s challenges.

Paul may be in heaven now, but I know he is looking down at us with a big smile on
his face saying, “Forge ahead – make the best of life – and I’ll see you soon. We
have work to do up here, too.”
Goodbye, my dear, sweet husband, and god bless.

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