Frank Tannahill

1925 - 1992
LocationGateshead Newcastle Upon Tyne
Age66 years
Date of Birth5/1925
Date of Death1/1992
Visitors490 since 08/10/2009
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dad i miss you loads i knew you were ill but i never thought you would ever be gone you were my best freind my teacher my dad and you taught me some good lessons in life i was only 18 when you passed away kate was on route and i wish you could of held on to see her and now im married with 3 beautifull kids they mean the world to me and i now dont have any of our family any more but you look over me well i know you do any way cause i feel you i just seem to ask you to help me at times and you do you answer my prays most times joe is really well susanne lookin after him for you shes a nanna now and 1 more thing you got your ballerina you know she is perfect and i know you guide her and ya grandson liam he plays for redugh boys were you were born bred gateshead and of course little abbey you would say double of you les big gob like a mothers but dad i miss you so much look after us love you for ever and ever your son and his family sleep tight dad xxxx

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i feel great dad x

dad feeling great like now going on my hols soon everthing is okay now love you always les leanne and the kids x x x x

Leanne Tannahill (Son)

July 23, 2010

miss you

remember when you said big boys dont cry well am sobbing dad i fell like dirt i wish you were here. you used to fix things for me i wish i could see you now. aways love you xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Leanne Tannahill (Son)

February 9, 2010

Miss Me But Let Me Go


When I come to the end of the road
And the sun has set for me,
I want no tears in a gloom-filled room,
Why cry for a soul set free?

Miss me a little – But not for long
And not with your head bowed low,
Remember the love that we once shared,
Miss me – But let me go.

For this is a journey we all must take,
And each must go alone,
It’s all a part of the Master’s plan
A step on the road to home.

When you are lonely and sick of heart
Go to your friends that we know,
And bury your sorrows in doing good works,
Miss me – But let me go.

Perhaps if we could see the splendour of the land
To which our loved ones are called from you and me,
We’d understand

Perhaps if we could hear the welcome they receive
From old familiar voices all so dear
We would not grieve.

Perhaps if we could know the reason why they went
We’d smile and wipe away the tears that flow
We’d wait content

Miss me – But let me go

miss you

i love you dad more than words can say till we meet again your loving son leslie xxxxx

Leanne Tannahill (Son)

October 8, 2009
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