| Location | Bournemouth Dorset |
| Age | 73 years |
| Cause of Death | Undisclosed |
| Date of Birth | 14/04/1929 |
| Date of Death | 27/07/2002 |
| Visitors | 369 since 12/08/2009 |
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On July 27th 2002, John Alfred Frank Woodford, of Ensbury Park, Bournemouth, finally closed his eyes and went to sleep, after a long illness. Whilst knowing that he no longer suffered was a blessing, losing him was a devastating blow to the family, in particular, Babs his wife, his children, and the numerous other family members and friends.
As a loving husband, son, father, brother, grandfather, great grandfather, and friend, he left behind a legacy in the generations who will remember him as a fun-filled, deeply caring, witty, man with a integrity and a love of life. Not to mention a wicked sense of humour.
I decided to create this memorial as a way of keeping him close, and giving the family chance to remember him somewhere together.
There is never a day that passes that one of us doesn't remember something that he did, or said.
And I hope that here, we can do that, as family and friends.
I know nan, and mum and dad think of him regularly, and I have always loved listening to dad's stories about the pigs, the farm, growing up during with nandad. It is lovely to hear those stories, and to have them there to share with nandads grandchildren and great grandchildren.
I cant help but wonder where the past seven years have gone. And imagine nandad up there with great nan and great grandad, uncle Ken, Auntie Peggy, Auntie Marie, Uncle Leo, and the rest of the family, having a great old time.
Often wondering whether if he ever answered the elusive question of where Anne Harris came from!
Love you lots nandad, and miss you even more .... Em xx
Eight years now, where did the time go?
Every day I look at JJ and remember you.
Stephie will be eighteen this week. How scarey is that - the little baby girl you cuddled all those years ago is all grown up! I still remember the push chair you and nan bought her - a beautiful turquoise with pink and lemon in the covers.
She has spent the last week doing a countdown - every morning she wakes up and says - only four more days of my childhood, only three more days of my childhood - driving us all loopy loo!
Anyway I had better disappear again, the books are calling.
Love you loads nandad, and miss you even more.
Give great nan a huge huggle for us.
Em xxxxxxx
Hi Nandad
Missed your birthday again!! .. Not intentionally, but then it never was, I don't think I will ever improve with dates, even having a diary and a calender don't seem to help!
The days seem to whiz by, no sooner do we have new year, then it is Easter, then birthdays, and before we know it it is Christmas all over again.
Did you have a good birthday? It feels really weird asking that, knowing that you aren't here.
We're still reminded of you daily, and have the picture of you and nan here, that I find myself talking to. Can't think where I get that from!
Whenever anyone asks Johnnies name, he tells them he is John, named after his grandad ... never lets us forget lol.
Well, I am sitting here listening to the sleet whip the windows, having had torrential rain consistently falling for three days, it has now turned icy cold. The wind has been whirling around the house so that the windows are literally bending inwards ... the force of nature is quite terrifying!
It reminds me of the wooden sleigh you bought for us, it must have been in the early eighties, because we were pretty small, it had lino on the runners, and a blue cord on the front - we ended up settling for trays though (I can't remember why!). Waffling on as ever!
Well, hope you did have a happy birthday, I know nan's is coming up, another one for me to confuse lol .... look after yourself, and give great nan a hug and kiss for me - is Joey up there too? And Bobbie? So many questions that will never be answered.
Love you nandad, and miss you too
Em xxxxxx
Hi ya nandad
Hi ya
I wanted to say hello, and tell you I'd been thinking of you.
Auntie Diana sent me a photograph of nan this morning, and it made me think about you again.
Its weird getting photos of just nan without you even after these seven years.
Its funny how the two of you were one, and somehow, that association never disappears.
We've been talking a lot about fate, and faith just recently, and as ever you come into the conversation as Johnnie firmly believes that there is a God up there who looks after everyone.
We watched Lisa Williams on TV, shes an awesome psychic who seems to always read for people with uncanny accuracy.
Maybe we should try talking to her.
I have been playing with the family tree again, and as ever look at Anne Harris - I would say "blooming woman" .... but if there is a heaven up there then she wont thank me!
When I think of Anne Harris I think of you though, because I know those family roots intrigued you equally as much as I. Shes still elusive though, even after ten years!
Well, I just wanted you to know we are thinking of you, and as ever Johnnie is still asking questions about Grandad John.
I know everyone still misses you
Love ya lots
Em xxxxxxx
Hi ya
Hi ya nandad
I created the memorial for you a couple of days ago, but wanted to add a message of my own.
I haven't ever forgotten the day we said goodbye to you, even though it was seven years ago now.
My little boy Johnnie arrived two months after you left us, and is now a bright inquisitive little fella who never stops asking questions.
We told him years ago that he was named after his grandad John, and it resulted in the inevitable barrage of questions about you.
We have always made sure the children know about the people we grew up with, our family, friends, and so on. Mainly because, as you know with the family history research, it is the stories we learn from our parents and grandparents that we carry on and tell the future generations.
I miss you, and the lop sided smile you always had.
The teasing, and lets face it you were tops at that.
We were talking about Christmas's the other day, and I remembered the baby doll's you and nan gave Claire, Liss and I. They cried if you took their soothers out.
Nan and auntie Diana had had hand knitted colour co-ordinated outfits for them.
Nan even dusted them with baby powder, so that they smelt of real babies. In their little moses baskets they were gorgeous and we had so many hours of endless play with them. Mine even got used as baby Jesus in the school nativity!
I always remember you turning up on Christmas night, when mum had prepared cold turkey salad buffets, with loads of pickled onions and beetroot, and trifle, Christmas Pudding and Christmas cake ... it all seems so long ago now.
Any way!
I am going now, but I wanted you to know that you are never forgotten, and my little fella reminds me of you every day.
Hope you are up there enjoying yourself, waiting for us to join you and start the party anew.
Love you loads
Emma xxxxx
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