| Location | Oldham |
| Age | 65 years |
| Date of Birth | 1942 |
| Date of Death | 11/2007 |
| Visitors | 1,635 since 07/01/2008 |
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Ian Conway died on Tuesday November 27th 2007 around 5.30am of Spinal Cancer, aged 65.
Ian Conway had a variety of jobs over his lifetime, he worked as a car mechanic, door man and then went onto serve 9 years in the merchant navy, he eventually went on to university and did a degree in Electrical Engineering. My dad was a very Intelligent man, and he shared his wisdom where ever he could. Always ready to help someone out.
Ian Conway was my dad, a man that i'm proud to call dad and the one man in the world that deserved the title "BEST DAD IN THE WORLD".
My dad was married to Jean and they had many many happy years together, they had 2 sons Alan and Andrew, he also had 1 daughter Michelle from a previous relationship 'ME'. He also had a brother Roy. Ian's mother Joan is still with us and she found it extremely sad to see her son cremated.
My dad was also the proud grandfather of 3, Lee, Ian and Sophie, he also had the honour of being a great grandfather to Hayley, the daughter of Lee.
My dad had a very dry sense of humour, and rather sarcastic too. He wasn't too happy being a great grandfather as it made him feel really old and we had many a banter over it, as he says he wasn't 90 lol. My dad was a wonderful man, very talented and witty and is greatly missed by all who had the pleasure of knowing him.
My dad seemed most at peace walking his boxer dogs in the woods and taking photo's, as he was a keen photographer and loved taking photo's of various sceneries, but at the same time he did love his gadgets and very much into man toys, (my dad never grew up, his toys just got more expensive).
I had only a short time with you dad but I loved you more than I thought was possible, you will never be forgotten. I miss you so much!!
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The Rainbow and the Stars
Ⓒ Agatha Lai
It was the rainbow that gave me love.
Every lovely hue a tale to tell.
The rainbow and the stars above
Never mingle and yet in the same sky they dwell.
Yonder green trees keep me company
To see me through each lovely day!
Or would that you were here with me
But you are so many thousands miles away!
The wind that leaves the doors ajar.
Finds comfort in the whispering leaves.
Now that we, from each other are afar
Will you sing me a lovely song, green sleeves?
My rainbow sends me wishes of gold.
From stars that shine like fire.
It repeats and sings stories untold
Praises, songs, poems from lips that never tire.
It was the rainbow that gave me love.
Every lovely hue a tale to tell.
The rainbow and the stars above
I can see them; I never need to say farewell!
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✿ Spring Poem ✿
For My Guardian Angel
The snow has almost gone
Spring a few months away
Things that are most precious
They just don't seem to stay
Skates and ski's will be hung
In their place for another year
Boots, hats and mittens
Snow angels that I hold dear
People planting their flowers
The grass will again be green
The sun we shall see more often
Not hiding behind a screen
When I think of seasons in heaven
I know there could be only one
It must be filled with peace and love
And it's the angels that make the sun
Flowers are getting ready to bloom
Lily's, violets, and tulips too
I'd love to make an arrangement
And send it to heaven for you.
Sue Anne Aguilera
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When a good person dies.
Night is coming on.
The last birds fly hurriedly to their nests.
Slowly but surely darkness takes possession of the world.
However, no sooner has darkness fallen,
than the lights begin to come on —
below us, around us, above us,
near us and far away from us —
a candle in a window, a lamp in a cellar,
a beacon in a lighthouse, a star in the sky.
And so we take heart and find our way again.
When a good person dies, darkness descends on us.
We feel lost, bereft, forlorn.
But gradually the lights begin to come on
as we recall the good deeds done by the deceased.
They spring up all over the place.
We are amazed at how much light is generated.
In this strange and beautiful light
we not only find our way,
but find the meaning of life itself.
Anon.
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✻ ALWAYS NEAR ✻
God came and set your spirit free,
Yet I sense your presence with me.
I hear your voice on a gentle breeze
Your laughter echoing through the trees.
Wherever I go I feel you near;
The essence of you is crystal clear;
Is this a blessing infinitely kind?
Helping to soothe my troubled mind.
Now you have left this mortal plane,
I have no doubts I will see you again,
For often in dreams you whisper to me,
The promise of love through eternity.
Copyright Marian Jones 2003
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♥ Resting Place ♥
It's a quiet and tranquil place
and this is where you lie.
In the silence I hear your voice,
see your face in the clear blue sky.
It seems so wrong that you are here,
and yet it had to be;
your time on earth was over,
you left this world and me.
I can't help feeling cheated,
you were too young to die,
but one day I'll come to you
and understand the reason why.
Until that time has come,
I'll tend your place with care,
I'll cover it with flowers
and know you'll see them there.
You always said I cared for you
in good times and in bad,
and I'll go on as before
although my heart's so sad.
Yet there is some comfort
from tending to your grave.
I feel your love surround me here,
a strength that keeps me brave.
Although your body's resting,
I know your spirit's free.
I sense you watching from above
and caring still for me.
So when my life is over,
I'll join you where you lie,
and then we'll be as one again,
Two soulmates in the sky.
Copyright Marian Jones 2001
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♥ Borrowed Angels ♥
Sung by Kristin Chenoweth
They shine a little brighter, they feel a little more
They touch your life in ways no one has ever done before
They love a little stronger, they live to give their best
They make our lives so blest, so why do they go so soon?
The ones with souls so beautiful I heard someone say--
There must be Borrowed Angels, here in this life
They come along, into this world, and make this world bright
But they can't stay forever
Cause they're heaven sent
And sometimes, heaven needs them back again.
They reach a little deeper, they see what's in your soul
And even when they leave you know, you'll never let them go
The world's a little richer, just cause they came along
Their love goes on and on, so why do they go so soon?
The ones with souls so beautiful. I heard someone say--
There must be Borrowed Angels, here in this life
They come along, into this world, and make this world bright
They can't stay forever, cause they're heaven sent
And sometimes, heaven needs them back again.
How else can you explain why they're here and not here to stay?
I believe there must be, must be
Borrowed Angels, here in this life
They come along, into this world, and make this world bright
But they can't stay forever, cause they’re heaven sent
And sometimes heaven needs them back again.
And sometimes heaven needs them back again.
♥ Sometimes we sit and think awhile
♥ when evening shadows fall
♥ and bring to mind the long days passed
♥ and happy times recall,
♥ and as we trace along the years
♥ the thoughts that give us pleasure
♥ are the happy times we spent with you,
♥ those are the memories we treasure.
(Author Unknown)
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♥ The Winding Lane ♥
Down the winding country lane
There's a soft and gentle breeze;
The perfume from the hedgerows
Comes drifting through the trees.
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Birds sing sweet melodies
Bringing calmness to my mind;
My grief is slowly healing;
My sorrows left behind.
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This lane is very special
I walk here every day,
Holding on to memories
Of times now far away.
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For here I find the peace
God promised from the start;
It's found in His creation
To heal each broken heart.
♥ Copyright Marian Jones 2006 ♥
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~ Dancing With The Angels ~
Sung by Monk and Neagle
Memories surround me
Sadness has found me
I'd do anything for more time
Never before
has someone meant more
I can't get you out of my mind.
There is so much that I don't understand
But I know......
You're dancing with the angels
Walking in new life
Dancing with the angels
Heaven fills your eyes...
Now that you're dancing with the angels.
You had love for your family
Love for all people
Love for the Father and Son
Your heart will be heard
in your unspoken words
Through generations to come.
There is so much that I don't understand,
But I know......
You're dancing with the angels
Walking in new life
Dancing with the angels
Heaven fills your eyes...
Now that you're dancing
We're only here
for such a short time...
I'm gonna stand up,
And shout out
And sing Hallelujah
And one day I'll see you again...
And we'll be dancing with the angels
Walking in new life
Dancing with the angels
Heaven will fill our eyes...
Now that we're dancing with the angels
We'll be dancing with the angels
Dancing with the angels,
Dancing with the angels.
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✿ My Place for You ✿
There is a secret place
Within the heart of me
Where thoughts of you return
Like haunting melodies.
The voice I loved, now still,
Is whispering inside,
It stirs fond memories
Which in my heart reside.
Old feelings spring to life;
It is as if you're near,
Speaking words of comfort
"Remember I'm still here".
I know it is a dream
My heart so loves this song;
Souvenirs I store away
In the place where they belong.
Copyright Marian Jones 2003
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Elegy for Your Absence
H.R. Hays
In that moment you sailed for all of death
Into profound oceans of silence
With long hours of sleeping pupils,
And a flock of doves caught in your dreams.
Now you are already in distant moonlight,
More yourself than in the arrows of your golden clock
Where you reckoned such a shoreless moment
For the thirst of wings that was burning on your shoulders.
You shall have vaulted seas stared at by inquietude,
Abysses in the timid solitude of your absence;
And in the night you shall have been delicate warm breeze
Close to that crumb of our amorous earth.
Long embrace of breath over the poppies
And a laugh and a song without words or music;
With a “Here I am,” glad of past wakefulness,
And a “forever” warm in the cool plain.
As you leave pressed in the arms of silence
The light of our words shall echo more clearly
And in each stanza of air an accent shall be entangled
And in each butterfly more wings shall be born to you.
Gladness of being alive for that eternal day,
Knowing yourself in the water, in the sun, and in the grass.
Among the clouds you shall make nativities of silver
And you shall discover your nest in a tree of stars.
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