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This site has been visited 177 times.Personal Background
This memorial website was created by Rachel Evans in loving memory of Geoff evans.
Geoff was born on 06.08.1950 and sadly passed away on 01.11.2004 at the age of 54.
Geoff is missed greatly by family and friends and will be remembered forever.
Geoff, my dad, well what can you say, to me he was the greatest dad anyone could ever want. Sure, every daughter is biased when it comes to their dad and with me there is no difference.
My dad was one of many children, he had 7 brothers and 4 sisters which my nan and grandad worked hard to bring up. Dad was always the peace maker and the smiler of the lot. He wouldn't be one to hold a grudge and he would always go out of his way to do anything for you. Like everyone he did have his faults and his main fault was he liked to drink. This was his downfall and what in the end took him away from us. He wasn't one of your stereotypical alcoholics who would sit about all day doing nothing but drinking. He would work hard and after a long days work he would have a few drinks each day. When dad was fit and well he used to work for Vince delivering coal, he used to come home each day in his coal lorry covered in black and smelling of sweat. He would regularly take me out for rides in his lorry and stop off and buy me sweets from the shop on his way home. I never knew a man work so hard, no matter the weather or how ill he was he would work through it , he did it to provide for me and my mum. He loved all his family but especially my mum. Before I was born they would go away on holidays together and shared many happy times together. One of the happiest times being their wedding day as pictured below. My mum was like dad's guardian angel , no matter what happened mum was always there, I have never known a women so strong and brave as my mum, they are both amazing people.
When you think of dad I'm sure there are a lot of things that you can remember about him, and of which will put a smile on your face. Everyone of us has different and indivdual memories of dad which will never leave us and should never ever do so. When it came to spending money on clothes dad was a bit like grandad, TIGHT! Instead of investing in a belt when his trousers used to fall down, my dads solution was to use a piece of old orange rope. I'm sure you can all remember him having it tied around his waist trying to keep his jeans from falling down his ankles, but dad being dad he didn't care what people thought, he probably thought he looked good! Everyone who knew dad knew he absolutely loved his garden he would be out there with his vegetables roping poor mum into helping him, or painting all his gnomes he had made (when he went though his gnome making phase) or his favourite past time of all, his fish pond. Dad could gladly sit out by the pond on his bench with a cold can of tennants sitting watching his fish swimming around for hours, nothing made him happier.
Dad likes sports, he didn't care which ones, he liked them all and we had to put up with watching them all on television! Especially the football when his beloved England were playing. Mum was never allowed in the room when they were as dad thought she was bad luck and she was banished from the room. God help us if England lost, one time he punched the cupboard door, turned the television off and made us sit in silence for a few hours while he mourned his lost! As well as watching the sport dad would also like to have a bet. After dad had his stroke this was his main form of entertainment having a bet on the horses and watching his races on the telly. He roped Jeanette into going up the bookies each day for him. The thing about my dad is that he was never a tight man, if he won a tenner he would probably only end up with a pound after he had finished giving out a share of his winnings to everyone. I have never known anyone so generous, even if he had hardly any money he would probably still lend you his last few quid. He was a sneaky little devil though as he would hide his little stashes of cash over the house. On several occasions we found his loose change in socks in his drawer and a little tin he finally came to use as his money box, which we still have now with his last bit of loose change, saving it for him for when we next see him.
Dad was always in and out of hospital and he suffered a lot of pain but that was all down to his one addiction, alcohol. Its hard to watch someone you love slowly kill themselves knowing there is nothing you can do to stop them. I know my dad loved us but i just wish he had of had the willpower to not have continued to have drunk himself to death and left us with this great big hole in our lives. He changed everything the day he left and even now over 3 years after he died I still can't think about the day without breaking down. I don't think you ever really cope with the loss. In 2002 my dad had a stroke and he was paralysed down his left side of his body, he was confined to a wheelchair and he slowly was able to walk a little but he never got the use back in his arm. It was hard on him as he was used to being active. Even though he only had the use in one arm he would still try and do the housework thats how determined he was, he didn't let anything stop him. He was a fighter and wanted to get better but in the end the alcohol beat him and 2 years later whilst he was in hospital for other things he suffered a 2nd stoke and had a heart attack which killed him. The hospital couldn't revive him and he was pronouced dead on 1st Novemer 2004, a day that will never be forgotten. Noone expected it and everyone was deeply shocked and saddened. Everyones lifes were touched in some way by my dad and I know he will never be forgotten.
The past few years have been pretty hard as we have also lost other close family members. In 2005 nan (dad's mum) sadly passed away, then not even a year later in 2006 grandad (dad's dad) died suddenly from cancer. If dad had of been alive when he lost his parents I don't know how he would have coped with it, he now has his ashes buried with nan and grandad at the Canley crem. In 2007, my aunty pat (mum's only sister) died suddenly from a massive heart attack at the young age of 48 and nearly 6 months later we lost my nan (mum's mum) which was also hard.
I am so proud to have Geoff as my dad and also all my other family who we have lost and I cant wait to see them all again.
I know my dad is looking after me and my mum and I wanted to do this website so noone will ever forget him and for everyone to share their happy memories of him on here. If people would also like to share memories and light candles for nan,nan,grandad and aunty pat then I would also like that too. I want all their memories to live on and for them never to be forgotten and if anyone has any songs, pictures or videos that they would like me to add then please send them to me and I will add them.
Love and appreciate all your family because life is too short and you never know when they are no longer going to be there.
Love you dad xxx
Rach
MY DAD
Things happen for a reason, but I couldn't think why,
God picked my dad, and chose him to die.
He'd been a great man and the best dad to me,
but God stopped all his suffering and set him free.
My dad is my angel and he's everywhere I go,
His face I remember whenever I am low.
Each day is a battle, each moment a fight,
but I remember the good times, I hold onto them tight.
The first of November, it's etched in my brain,
it's something I never wanna experience again.
You left me and mum here without you,
mum's battling on but she misses you too.
When the gates open up and I walk heaven's stair,
I expect to see you, open armed waiting there.
Until that time, until that day,
as I sleep, as I lay.
Your memories I'll keep as you watch from above,
I'll miss you always and forever i'll love.
Love you dad, sleep tight xx