End of an Era

10 09 2012

My dad died a couple of weeks ago. He was 82 years old and had been in poor health for a while. When we first told some family members, each of them said it was the “end of an era”. It sounds a bit dramatic, but there can’t be too many people left in our society like my dad.

He broke his leg when he jumped off his father’s horse-drawn coal cart when he was 12 years old. The local doctor gave him chloroform and set his leg. It healed perfectly.

He started delivering hundredweights of coal (50kg) when he was 14 years of age, and continued to do so for 47 years.

He never had a day off work because of sickness.

He had his first antibiotic when he was 71 years old because a tooth had abcessed.

He never wrote a cheque in his life.

He never withdrew money from a hole in the wall.

He lived in the same small town all his life.

He rarely made a phonecall or spoke on the phone.

He had no idea what a computer was or what you’d use it for.

But he was a dab hand with the TV remote!




One response

12 09 2012
Susanne Schuberth (Germany)

So sorry to hear that your dad died, Fiona. I hope you are all doing well. And your father must have been, indeed, one of a kind right from the start, a man of character.


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