Lost my dad yesterday, a lifelong SAFC fan

My dad died yesterday after suffering from an awful disease called pulmonary fibrosis for the last few years. He was 77.

He brought us up as SAFC fans, took me to my first game and many more. He was a twin and his brother was a mag cos they picked sides when they were about 6. Washington man all his life, managed betting shops around the North East, drank in concord. Brilliant grandad to our three children.

Took me across a live railway line outside Wembley in 1985 against Norwich cos it used to be a shortcut when he lived there years earlier. I questioned the wisdom "don't tell your mam and watch where you are going"

His main advice in life was never turn down a request to go to the pub or a pint.

I will miss him.
Sorry for your loss marra.
 


Feel your pain mate it's not easy losing a parent! My dad died a few years ago and loved going to the match. I think he enjoyed the few pints before and after more than the actual football!! He had Parkinson's and it was a horrible thing to watch for sure! But we had a few pints in the Willow pond the day before he passed!! I miss him every day!
 
My dad died yesterday after suffering from an awful disease called pulmonary fibrosis for the last few years. He was 77.

He brought us up as SAFC fans, took me to my first game and many more. He was a twin and his brother was a mag cos they picked sides when they were about 6. Washington man all his life, managed betting shops around the North East, drank in concord. Brilliant grandad to our three children.

Took me across a live railway line outside Wembley in 1985 against Norwich cos it used to be a shortcut when he lived there years earlier. I questioned the wisdom "don't tell your mam and watch where you are going"

His main advice in life was never turn down a request to go to the pub or a pint.

I will miss him.
My condolences. :cry:
 
So sorry for your loss mate and condolences to you and your family. It would have been my dad's birthday Monday gone. You never forgot them but time does heal and you remember the good times.

Best advice I got was surround yourself with friends.
 
My dad died yesterday after suffering from an awful disease called pulmonary fibrosis for the last few years. He was 77.

He brought us up as SAFC fans, took me to my first game and many more. He was a twin and his brother was a mag cos they picked sides when they were about 6. Washington man all his life, managed betting shops around the North East, drank in concord. Brilliant grandad to our three children.

Took me across a live railway line outside Wembley in 1985 against Norwich cos it used to be a shortcut when he lived there years earlier. I questioned the wisdom "don't tell your mam and watch where you are going"

His main advice in life was never turn down a request to go to the pub or a pint.

I will miss him.
Chin up marra STWD
 
My dad died yesterday after suffering from an awful disease called pulmonary fibrosis for the last few years. He was 77.

He brought us up as SAFC fans, took me to my first game and many more. He was a twin and his brother was a mag cos they picked sides when they were about 6. Washington man all his life, managed betting shops around the North East, drank in concord. Brilliant grandad to our three children.

Took me across a live railway line outside Wembley in 1985 against Norwich cos it used to be a shortcut when he lived there years earlier. I questioned the wisdom "don't tell your mam and watch where you are going"

His main advice in life was never turn down a request to go to the pub or a pint.

I will miss him.
Sorry to hear that. He was obviously the one with brains. Bet there was some banter with his twin growing up.
Just a year between me and my brother (he’s a mag). We certainly had a some in our 50 odd years. (Still do)
 

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