Happy Birthday Dad

Today would have been my Dad’s 60th birthday; he died 0n 4 January 1998, aged 52.

Saunders family, Christmas day 1997
This is the last photograph taken of our family before Dad died; it was taken on Christmas Day, 1997

Jane and I sang happy birthday to him, in bed this morning before we got up. Just as I sang “Happy Birthday dead daddy …” my clock-radio switched itself off, having been on for the duration of its 59 minutes ‘sleep’ function.
“Oh, he didn’t like that,” said Jane.
“I think he would have laughed,” I replied. Dad had a wonderful, irreverent sense of humour much influenced by The Goons and Tony Hancock. Dad had a mix of love for both the arts and science. He was an engineer by training, and had a gift for rationalizing projects, finding the most efficient, cost-effective solution for a particular problem. But he also had a passion for acting, and music, being a member of about every drama organisation in Selkirk, and of the Selkirk Pipe Band (not bad for someone born in Nottingham). I learned a lot from him. I miss him.

So, happy birthday dad — I hope you’re having a party in heaven, and finally got to meet Abraham Lincoln (whose birthday it is, also, today).

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Gareth Saunders

I’m Gareth J M Saunders, 49 years old, 6′ 4″, father of 3 boys (including twins). Enneagram type FOUR and introvert (INFP), I am a non-stipendiary priest in the Scottish Episcopal Church, I sing with the NYCGB alumni choir, play guitar, play mahjong, write, draw and laugh… Scrum master. Latterly, web architect and agile project manager at the University of St Andrews and former warden at Agnes Blackadder Hall.

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