1 of 12 Children, born in 1932 in Chester England – Son, Brother, Uncle, Husband, Father, Granddad, Great Granddad
A Merchant Navy Seaman at the age of 17 – His first trip to sea was from the Kings Dock in Liverpool on a journey up the Amazon, what an amazing adventure, but this must have been so daunting for a 17yr old, being his first trip away from home with a 6 months cruise ahead of him, not knowing what to expect. He travelled around the world with the Merchant Navy, experienced so many different places and cultures, he had so many stories to tell of his adventures and can still recall many of them even now. One of his favourite stories of his trip up the Amazon was playing football with the locals on a beach (a story he still tells now)
It was on one of his visits back home, having docked in Liverpool for shore leave he was persuaded by his shipmates to attend a dance at the Tower Ballroom New Brighton, this is where he met the love of his life (my lovely Mum, Veronica) she was a Liverpool girl who was at the dance with her 2 Sisters and her friends. I don’t think she was very impressed with my dad at first because he kept pulling her ribbon out of her hair while standing behind her, she was getting annoyed with him, but soon agreed to dance with him. Dad went back to sea and they kept in touch by letter as often as they could, but letters were difficult to come by as they had to follow dad across the world, often the letters would take weeks to get to him, as they depended on when the ships carrying the letters caught up with their ship.
They obviously had a great love for each other and every time dad was back in Liverpool he would visit mum and both their families, it wasn’t long before dad asked mum’s dad if he could marry his daughter, the answer of course, was ‘yes’ and they where married in 1957.
They settled down to married life for a short while until dad had to go back to his ship and continued his work with the Merchant Navy. In 1958 they their Son Paul Anthony Dean was born, dad was still commited to the Merchant Navy and carried on with his trips across the world, but it soon became apparent to my dad he was missing too much of his son’s life so he made the decision to leave the Merchant Navy and settle into life back on shore with his family. In 1960 their Daughter Christine was born (me) and life was good ‘Happy times’. . They soon moved into a new house and settled down as a family.
Dad had a number of different jobs before starting work at the BICC and BCR (British Copper Refinery) where he worked until he retired in 1990. Soon after he and Mum decided to enjoy their retirement by moving to North Wales, where they had 12 happy years, they found themselves part of a lovely community, made lots of friends, and thoroughly enjoyed the years they spent there.
Sadly my Mum started to fall ill, and after a major operation, they decided to move back home to Liverpool be near their family again. Sadly my mum passed away a year later in October 2005 and Dad had to face life without his soulmate, his best friend, and the love of his life.
That was 10 years ago, and my dad has coped extremely well during those years, keeping himself active and involved with the family. He has seen the arrival of his 2 great grandchildren, who he adores but this time was tinged with sadness as mum wasn’t here to share these lovely arrivals.
Dad keeps up with his favourite hobby of gardening, although he can’t do as much as he used to be able too!
However the other hobby that he took up quite late in life was joining Irish Guards Choir, and this has kept him involved with a number of social events, singing at charity events, weddings, christenings, funerals etc. . helping to raise money for the ‘Help the Heroes’ and above all making friends who have been a great support for him since he lost my mum, and during this difficult period of illness.
I am looking forward to the day that my dad will stand on a stage again, and sings with the Irish Guards Choir, and continues with the great work they do in raising money for lots of charities across the North West. . .