My Dad was the first in his family to go to university. He trained as a teacher, and taught English, becoming an English Advisor, and later an Education Officer, helping schools with recruitment and planning.
When he retired, he kept Jacob Sheep and Norfolk Red Poll cattle, helping to maintain Red Poll Cattle as a dual-purpose breed, and saved old blood lines by paying for the maintenance of frozen Red Poll semen from the 1950s and 1960s.
He was born in 1929, so he was 95 on the 21st July this year. He got married in 1954, and had five children, of whom I'm the youngest, so it was also his 70th Wedding Anniversary on the 6th August this year.
In later years he had dementia, being unable to remember new information, but still enjoyed life, watching Norwich City play football on TV, and reading. And was still grumpy about people interrupting him when he was reading.
He died last night, after a short illness. He was a good man. He was my Dad.
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