Blues - In Memoriam

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Nothing like as poignant as most of the posts on here, but I'd like to add my Auntie Kath. Born and raised in Portsmouth, she never went to a football match in her life, but at Christmas and on birthdays, I used to get a card from her with a bank note of whatever she could afford and the greeting reading... " to help you get to watch Everton "
God I miss my Auntie Kath.
 
Terry Walsh ,a great mate of mine ,brought up in liverpool but moved to new york late 80s
always managed to get over every year to take in a game,and was also a founder member of nyc evertonians at mr dennehys
tragically killed in an aciident 2010

rip terry
 
my uncles Bert, Billy, and Harold all mad Blues...me and bro used to go to Billy's to watch the cup final from 1959 to that wonderful day in 1966 it was a ritual. Uncle Bertie was at that final with his daughter Ruth who still goes to the match with me and bro. Harold's funeral was in the church by the Street End. We learned about Dean, Lawton, Sagar, Hickson and what it meant to be the best team on Merseyside.....
 
Don't have quite the same contribution as the rest of you but I do have something to say.

With it being fathers day, I messaged my blue friend to let him know I was thinking of him as it was 5 or so years ago since his father passed away. The dean of a university, an extremely hard working and talented man of whom was always very welcoming to myself and others. He always looked to the brighter side of things, and never let his illness get him down - for me, and especially my friend, this was an inspiration.

Above all, he was a massive blue, it was to my understanding he was unable to visit Goodison in his final years due to his condition which is a great shame. He is held very highly in many peoples thoughts and I hope somewhere he is able to see us become great again, like the times he told us of.
 
My grandfather on my mum's side, Jack Jones.

When I was a little kid, my mum and dad both worked, so I used to spend most week days with my grandparents on Baythorne Road in Walton.

I was born September 1981, so I don't really remember the proper glory times of the 80's, but he indoctrinated me at an early age, and thank god he did.

My first Everton memory is from 1988, when we signed Cottee, and I was just coming up for 7yrs old.

My grandad wasn't too keen on him as a player, and didnt really think he'd be a success at Everton, so he made me a little "bet". He said any time Cottee scored for Everton he'd give me £1 (this is back when £1 to a 6/7 year old was a fair bit!!) and that if he ever got a hattrick he'd give me £5.

Cue a debut hattrick against Newcastle and I was a very rich little kid!!
 
One of our members (Wrexham supporters branch) Bob Morris R.I.P Bob
for anyone in the Wrexham/Oswestry area bobs funeral is on Monday at the all saints church chirk road gobowen at 11am blue shirts requested.
 
Posted this in the Ale House Somme thread too but the great man deserves a mention here too

My grandad was one of them, sadly died when I was only two so never got to know him, only some of the tales my mum passed on. A devout Christian who gave up all belieef in god due to the hell he witnessed there, mates blown apart in front of his eyes, nursing dying pals, watching rats the size of cats and dogs eating rotting flesh, gave him nightmares till his dying days in 1971. Luckily only shot in the leg, so returned with a severe limp. This however blighted him for years, he used to struggle to walk and in the great depression of the 30's still walked from Dovecot to the docks every day in search of work, but always turned down by the gangmasters because of his age and limp, but still did this agonising walk every day in all weathers. Meant my mum grew up in grinding poverty and the tales she told me about brushing teeth with soot, cabbage soup twice a day, getting bones from the butchers for 'the dog' puts the shower of 'Jeremy Kyle' scrounging benefits culture to absolute shame. Thanks to him we are all blues in our family too!
 
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Hi to everybody. I'm new on GOT but have been reading all posts for a while now.
Unlike other posts. my recollection is one of almost happiness, I stress without wishing to cause offence.
My introduction to the great institution of Everton Football Club was my first visit when I was eight on Boxing Day 1954. Encouraged by my dad and fully supported by my mum, I travelled with my uncles and cousins to sit in the Park End Stand and witness The Blues defeat the dominant force at that time, Wolves, 3-2.
Sadly when one reaches my age, I find I am the sole survivor of that incredible and indelible experience, but I will be eternally in their debt to introduce me to such a life changing moment. thank you.
 
Just lost a true mate today. We met at a Tran car match back in the late 80's. I was doing my rigging apprenticeship at Lairds he was doing his mechanic day release at Birkenhead tech.We would meet at a pub next to the college...can't remember the name. He was from Dingle and me Kirkdale. What I remember most was are epic cup replays against Sheffield wed ...we went to every game resulting in a 5-0 lead away at half time.RIP PETE WHITE ♥️♥️♥️
 
I was born into a family of Reds, one uncle had played for them, that said, I couldn't stand what they all said about the blues something told me it was stupid so I opted into becoming a life long member of the Blues family.

My sister had a son, Nick, who was brought up to be more like my brother than nephew. Nick followed me into the Blue fold. Sadly he got killed in a RTA, I was with him when he died, a moment I can never forget, such a time underpins what love is and I love him like mad but as he had died I couldn't tell him. He was buried in Blue regalia which for some strange reason made things a tad easier. I was never blessed with a son but Nick's sister was. I'm as pleased as hell that our Sean is as big a Blue as you can get and most of my lot are Blues, even my daughter worked in the VIP lounge. I had a relationship with a welsh girl, she had a son and daughter, we were together for three years in the late 70's. Some time ago the daughter contacted me just to find out how I had gone on and she confirmed her brother was a committed Blue, that made me feel good as I had taken him to matches with Nicky including the home 6-2 drubbing by United..

I only wish Nick had survived to have completed my dynasty, he's gone but will never be forgotten. Hold the love you had for a deceased relative in your heart it always helps when memories call, Goodison evokes those memories every time.

RIP our Nick born and died a Blue
 
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