Dedicated to the memory of Frank Wheeler
Frank Wheeler, was born on 18th July, 1935 and passed away on 21st October, 2016.
He leaves Jane, his wife of 59 years.
Frank and Jane met when still at school and married at Portsmouth Cathedral in August 1957. They made homes in Ceylon, Hong Kong, Hayes in Middlesex, Portsmouth, Rainham in Kent, Chelsea in Central London and Wincanton before finally settling down in Gillingham, Dorset in 1997.
He leaves Jane, his wife of 59 years.
Frank and Jane met when still at school and married at Portsmouth Cathedral in August 1957. They made homes in Ceylon, Hong Kong, Hayes in Middlesex, Portsmouth, Rainham in Kent, Chelsea in Central London and Wincanton before finally settling down in Gillingham, Dorset in 1997.
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7 years ago
Michael
With deepest sympathnies from Michael xxx
£25.00 (+ £6.25 Gift Aid)
7 years ago
The Hairettin Family
In loving memory of Dad, Frank and Papa. xxxx oooo
7 years ago
Alison Wheeler
Cash raised in memory of Frank at the service on Tuesday 15th November. Thank you to you all.
£232.00 (+ £58.00 Gift Aid)
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Thoughts
“Invictus" by William Ernest Henley:
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
Read by Tomur Hairettin at Frank’s funeral service
Stephanie
21st November 2016
"The Black Box" by Gavin Ewart.
As well as these poor poems
I am writing some wonderful ones.
They are all being filed separately,
nobody sees them.
When I die they will be buried
in a big black tin box.
In fifty years' time
they must be dug up,
for so my will provides.
This is to confound the critics
and teach everybody
a valuable lesson.
Read by Alison Hairettin at Frank’s funeral service
Stephanie
21st November 2016