On this day, 52 years ago, my Father passed away at the age of 52. As a small boy i remember him showing my how to use a gold pan when we went camping at Hill End. He taught me many other things in the short time we had together but the one thing he didn’t get a chance to teach me was , how to deal with the pain of his death. Hold those close to you closer this day and every day.
Love you Dad and miss you heaps.
Your Ever Loving Son
Mackka