My wonderful, talented, loving, charming Yorkshire grandad passed away during my time in the UK.
John Harriman. People called him Jack.
94 years old.
Sign painter, pianist, entertainer to the army, Castleford resident, vehicles repairman, father to 5 kids, grandfather to many more, Filey lover, careful driver, seaside worshipper, loyal and loving husband to my grandma Mary.
Still living in his own home.
Still playing a song on his electric organ every day.
During the war, he was called off the truck twice going to the front line to France so he could play the piano to the troops.
Aged 80 he took his first flight on a plane. And it was on Concord. It was what he wanted all the family to club together and buy for him. Because grandma was scared of flying, of any travelling, he hadn’t gone before.
Earlier on, he stopped playing the piano in the clubs and bars because grandma didn’t like the smoke.
But he played a song to her every morning and took her a cup of tea.
You will be missed
Thank you for being such a special person in my life
Even though we only saw you once a year I loved you dearly.