tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686769.post114673591669749571..comments2014-08-13T13:14:14.054+01:00Jeremy[email protected]Blogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686769.post-1146938267627553782006-05-06T18:57:00.000+01:002006-05-06T18:57:00.000+01:00My condolences on your loss. Lovely tribute.Miss YQhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05323305790469540765[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686769.post-1146869165809846022006-05-05T23:46:00.000+01:002006-05-05T23:46:00.000+01:00@ Sherry, what an awesome love story!! What will be, will be. RIP Uncle Godfrey...Anonymous[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686769.post-1146852030710245452006-05-05T19:00:00.000+01:002006-05-05T19:00:00.000+01:00I knew 'Uncle Godfrey' as 'Joe'. He was indeed a very special man and I consider myself very privileged to have known him for the last sixteen years of his life - although I was aware of him long before. My grandmother occasionally spoke of the wonderful man my mother had almost married - Joe Riley.<BR/>My mother and Joe were childhood sweethearts and were engaged to be married during the war. As you mentioned Joe was very badly wounded - on Sword Beach, in fact, on D Day. Sadly for them both they did not marry after the war - family responsibilities separated them. Joe never married. Mom did but I always sensed that her memories of Joe remained a treasured part of her earlier life.<BR/>My grandmother - wise woman - kept in touch with Joe and after my dad's death n 1987 Joe and Mom renewed their friendship and their deep love for each other blossomed again - and it was clear for all to see. My mom has had the happiest years of her life enjoying (as Joe said) their 'autumn years'as Joe's companion. Theirs was, indeed,a rare and very special story of enduring love.Sherry[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686769.post-1146838438751089502006-05-05T15:13:00.000+01:002006-05-05T15:13:00.000+01:00http://www.time.com/time/archive/preview/0,10987,716006,00.htmlthe flying monkeyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00294875520555839146[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686769.post-1146837904983464772006-05-05T15:05:00.000+01:002006-05-05T15:05:00.000+01:00sorry to read about your loss at a time you are battling weight loss and weakness etc<BR/><BR/>this is a real challenge that I hope will make you tougher<BR/><BR/>perhaps its time to return to your family in the uk, for a short break and some normalcy<BR/><BR/>but I wonder what your uncle's view on Nigeria was considering the time he was born? what did he think of Africans?<BR/><BR/>Anyway I found this article relating to Shokpono, one of the yoruba Myths and Legends on<A HREF="http://www.time.com/time/archive/preview/0,10987,716006,00.html<br/>" REL="nofollow">TIME</A> <BR/><BR/>MEDICINE<BR/>Smallpox Apotheosized<BR/>Jul. 2, 1923 <BR/>Dr. Oguntola Shapara, Nigerian physician, was decorated by King George. Dr. Shapara discovered an African secret society which worshipped smallpox as a fetish. The members spread the disease as part of their rites, making it impossible for the health officials of Nigeria to stamp out the plague. Dr. Shapara was initiated into the society and took part in its secret ritual in order to learn how to combat it. With this knowledge the Government of the colony was able to abolish the clan and to control smallpox.the flying monkeyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00294875520555839146[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686769.post-1146830160256149502006-05-05T12:56:00.000+01:002006-05-05T12:56:00.000+01:00My condolencesuknaijahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14364734451470135447[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686769.post-1146755598981238792006-05-04T16:13:00.000+01:002006-05-04T16:13:00.000+01:00farewell to a wonderful manjhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00740570434818224297[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686769.post-1146755414043161572006-05-04T16:10:00.000+01:002006-05-04T16:10:00.000+01:00"Reflection is a collection of memories" from Memories Live by Reflection Eternal. Fine tribute.Nkemhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16179240558587295386[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686769.post-1146751310450597772006-05-04T15:01:00.000+01:002006-05-04T15:01:00.000+01:00What a loving tribute to your Uncle Godfrey; good memories and fine times - they ensure that those departed are never forgotten and forever cherished.<BR/><BR/>Uncanny as it may seem, Wheaton Aston is just 11 miles NW of Walsall where I was born and even closer to Bloxwich where my foster parents lived.<BR/><BR/>I have not been back to Walsall in about 10 years now - it is a small world, after all.Akinhttp://akin.blog-city.com[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686769.post-1146743241972288462006-05-04T12:47:00.000+01:002006-05-04T12:47:00.000+01:00That short but loving obituary has reminded me of similar childhood christmasses. Village life never held its appeal for me, hence I moved to 'the smoke' as my grandparents would call London, but there is something wonderful England's villages, the images they bring and the memories they hold.culturalmiscellanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01051152488860486332[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686769.post-1146743206435253112006-05-04T12:46:00.000+01:002006-05-04T12:46:00.000+01:00May he Rest In PeaceChxtahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03363269342812285103[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686769.post-1146740967315433382006-05-04T12:09:00.000+01:002006-05-04T12:09:00.000+01:00What is success? To be remembered as thus; "he was a sweet and gentle man" .nigeria, what's newhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13767962513563359016[email protected]