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12 memories for Evelyn Kaye
I remember our Mum sowing soldiers damage uniforms for the 2nd world war effort and me and my brothers brought the whole lot tumbling down. Mum was cross but mum loved us all. That's what mums do. Then later on in life mum gave myself John. David. A little brother Richard. We all miss you Mum. P.A.Kaye. Love is forever R.I.P
Grandma Kaye, our last visit to the UK and seeing you at your Care home brings such fondness and happiness to myself, Mike and the boys. You were reminiscing of yester-year, and Chad had such a likeness to John, it was a joy to watch. Many laughs and jokes, the memory we have forever, especially Chad and Levi meeting you! xxx
A lovely Yorkshire lady....Grandmeur, i will allus cherrish t' special effoarts theur made ta cum ta australieur for uz weddin, bur ahl nivva getget theur words o' wisdon when we wor kids, 'a' if we woontad ta "trump" we should nip on teur t' bathroa. theur li' on i' orl wee 'earts. Orl uz love thy 'owie
Grandma - from my childhood I fondly remember the wonderful elaborate Easter treats of iced Kit-Kats that you individually decorated for us - as a child they seemed so amazing. It is such a long time ago since I last saw you - but I look at your photo and see the likeness of my dad. Thank you for being a part of my life. RIP. Love Vicky
Love you infinity. I know dad will be looking after you once more. Margaret the little girl you never had and I love to think of you when we played in our back garden in Thornhhill street ,
I fondly remember visit grandma on our honeymoon. Having not seeing her for 10 years we wanted to surprise her so we didn't tell her when we were coming. As we drove into her street there she was waving at the window. We were both speechless. Such a special memory to hold onto. I know how much her boys loved her - a special lady indeed. RIP xx
I remember our lunches everyday when you lived near us and came round to me. And how you helped me and everyone else with the children in the family and how we knitted so alike that we could share the knitting of one garment and it always matched when we came to sewing it up. You also took my little brother on as your grandchild also as he didn't have any left of his own. We all treasure the memories that we have. Thanks a Lot Eve. RIP
When I was little you used to say that all the stars in the sky were mums and dads that have gone to heaven. I know now that you are with dad and are looking down on us all. Love you, Miss You, R.A.Kaye
Grandma I will always remember tea and biscuits in the afternoon. I will miss you. Love you lots. RIP
Grandma, as youngsters you always had a packet of "spice" tucked away for us when we visited. And still to this day my hair has to squeak when I have washed it. otherwise your words "if it doesn't squeak it isn't clean" come to mind. I will cherish the memory of my visits with you. RIP XXX
RIP Grandma. I will alway remember your face and waves at the window when we were leaving, your sparkling jewelry (I got your genes there, not worth having if it doesn't sparkle!), the lovely Easter eggs you made yourself with our names and your lovely hugs and kisses. Love you lots and always. Wishes to all our family over our great loss xxx
Sad day today but I have good memories of how she used to share crips by cutting the bag down the middle and her meat and potato pies were legendary to me r.i.p grandma xxx