Keith Hall (20 May 1939 - 8 Apr 2017)

A tribute to my Dad

Many friends have shared different words of comfort with me since I lost my Dad. One in particular shared a poem called the Dash. This poem talks about the year you are born and the year you die but the message is, that what is important is how the years between those dates are spent, its this time that’s referred to as the Dash.
As I reflected I thought that my Dad has had a a pretty impressive dash, one that I am proud of.
It is difficult to know what to say in the short time I have today that will truly honour his Dash.
So my tribute is simply one of thanks
Thank you Dad, that we never doubted your love for us, not because of anything you said, but because of all you did for us.
As I think about you did for your family and friends, the list is endless.
You have been Our
Provider
Mechanic (breaks, servicing etc)
Gardener
Babysitter
Washing Machine Repair man (in fact just repair man)
Car Wash
Tip runner
Painter and decorator
House mover
Sat Nav (would tell me several there and back, and ignore and fall out with his Tom Tom)
Weather and traffic watch man – at times would frustrate me with early morning calls or texts to warn me of traffic/weather or to check I had got to work ok but what I wouldn’t do to be frustrated now
My Taxi-(even as a child he drove me round my paper round when it rained, and been taxi to train stations and airports for many over the years)
Breakfast chef
House mover
Flat pack extraordinaire
Driving Instructor
Shopping bag carrier
Holiday and days out organiser
For years I believed I was fiercely independent, I realise now the truth is, I didn’t need anyone else, as I had my Dad
Thank you Dad, we never doubted how much you love us, and that you would always help and support us no matter what.
Thank you for many laughs we have shared over the years. I am reminded how Dad complained he couldn’t see the parking signs and couldn’t walk very fast, but he could spot a traffic warden a mile off and would soon get a sprint on J
And above all
Thank you Dad for loving my Mum and for showing her every day (caring for her after ops, the way you world park the car, how you worried about making sure she would be okay when you are gone).
A true family Man, a blessing to all of us.
Goodnight, God Bless
Amen


A tribute to my Dad

Many friends have shared different words of comfort with me since I lost my Dad. One in particular shared a poem called the Dash. This poem talks about the year you are born and the year you die but the message is, that what is important is how the years between those dates are spent, its this time that’s referred to as the Dash.
As I reflected I thought that my Dad has had a a pretty impressive dash, one that I am proud of.
It is difficult to know what to say in the short time I have today that will truly honour his Dash.
So my tribute is simply one of thanks
Thank you Dad, that we never doubted your love for us, not because of anything you said, but because of all you did for us.
As I think about you did for your family and friends, the list is endless.
You have been Our
Provider
Mechanic (breaks, servicing etc)
Gardener
Babysitter
Washing Machine Repair man (in fact just repair man)
Car Wash
Tip runner
Painter and decorator
House mover
Sat Nav (would tell me several there and back, and ignore and fall out with his Tom Tom)
Weather and traffic watch man – at times would frustrate me with early morning calls or texts to warn me of traffic/weather or to check I had got to work ok but what I wouldn’t do to be frustrated now
My Taxi-(even as a child he drove me round my paper round when it rained, and been taxi to train stations and airports for many over the years)
Breakfast chef
House mover
Flat pack extraordinaire
Driving Instructor
Shopping bag carrier
Holiday and days out organiser
For years I believed I was fiercely independent, I realise now the truth is, I didn’t need anyone else, as I had my Dad
Thank you Dad, we never doubted how much you love us, and that you would always help and support us no matter what.
Thank you for many laughs we have shared over the years. I am reminded how Dad complained he couldn’t see the parking signs and couldn’t walk very fast, but he could spot a traffic warden a mile off and would soon get a sprint on J
And above all
Thank you Dad for loving my Mum and for showing her every day (caring for her after ops, the way you world park the car, how you worried about making sure she would be okay when you are gone).
A true family Man, a blessing to all of us.
Goodnight, God Bless
Amen

Was a pleasure knowing Keith , a true gentleman xx

RIP Uncle Keith. With love Sharon & Ian

Keith spent the first couple of years weighing me up as Dad’s do for their daughters. After I had passed his test, or he had agreed to put up with me, he became a fantastic father figure. Helping me with life’s decisions and choices and assisting me in building a life for his daughter and his granddaughter. He was always very supportive and willing to give his advice and opinion. In his very honest and trustworthy way, his opinion was almost always right. He was a good friend to me too and an unbelievably loving and doting Granddad to Karl and Lauren and loved his family by actions if not always words. He will be very sadly missed but more importantly, very fondly remembered.

In loving memory Keith, sincere condolences to Kath and family. xx

Keith you were and are one in a million a true gentleman, so missed!!! Rip. Xx

Rest in peace dear Keith , you will be sadly missed. X

wonderful & loving Brother in law, will be greatly missed.

Life will never be the same without you Keith, the end of an era. We loved you so much xxx