My dear friend Kathy passed away after a long fight against cancer. She was a very brave lady, who never complained and remained cheerful in spite of her pain and suffering.
Kathy was born in Kingsolare a small hamlet in Hampshire, England and had three siblings. She was only Four when she lost her Mother, and after spending some time with an Aunt, the family were reunited. Her Father's job of Wood Reeve in the Forestry Department took them to various places to work. It was when they moved to Nobottle in Northamptonshire (which is part of the Spencer Estate) that she went into service, and during this time, was acquainted with the Spencer family, and met the young Diana who was later to become Princess Diana, and her brother, the present Earl Spencer.
Kathy met and married her Husband Ken, and they had a Son Gary, and a Daughter Sherilyn. They also had a Grandaughter Abygail to gladden their hearts further. Kathy was a loving wife and mother, and her caring nature made her a very good friend indeed. You could turn to her in times of need and find an understanding kind lady always ready to help.
Kathy was a country girl at heart, and loved nothing better than to roam the countryside amidst the sunshine and flowers. One of her great loves was trees, she looked on them as living beings to draw strength from. She also had a great affinity with water, and always felt that one of her ancestors must have been a seafaring man! One of her favourite poems was "Sea Fever" by John Masefield.
As well as being a busy wife and mother, Kathy was also involved in the Brownie and Guide movement, and was a Brown Owl leader, and a Guider. One of the activities was camping, and she took them to Switzerland, and Austria, and also the World's Guide Camp. Because of her love of water, she organised many events and these included the Peterborough Row with their beloved boat "Ajax". She was appointed County Water Advisor for Northamptonshire. She also went camping with her husband Ken, one of their sites being Brown Sea Island where they could watch squirrels and roe deer coming out to feed in the evenings. Kathy loved walking too, and during one holiday, she and Ken climbed Snowdonia which was a great feat for her, as she wasn't tall, and consequently her legs had to work harder to achieve this! They also walked the Seven Sisters on the South Downs.
Kathy was a devoted member of her Church, and as well as singing in the choir, she helped to run the Bazaars and fund raising events. I believe that her deep faith in God gave her the courage and strength to cope with her illness. She will be sadly missed there too.
I worked with Kathy for many years, when our daughters were schoolgirls, and I have many happy memories of those times, when we used to sit and recite poetry together, and discuss our favourite ones. We also spent many happy times together with our husbands on social occasions, right up to when we had to move to Scotland.
During her illness, her husband Ken was a tower of strength, and looked after her at home as long as he could, nothing was too much trouble for him, and he is to be admired for his fortitude and devotion to dear Kathy.
Kathy to me will always be "a typical English Rose". She was a gentle lady with a heart of gold. Her daughter said to me recently that she had not only lost her Mother, but her best friend, and I so understand that sentiment.
Kathy's passing has left an emptiness in many places, but she also left behind a legacy of love, and memories to her loved ones. Her favourite singer was Frank Sinatra, and the song "My Way", and although the line "Regrets, I've had a few", is part of that song, I can honestly say that I have no regrets at all at having known her, and I am proud to have been called her friend. So rest in peace dear Kathy, your work on earth is done.
This poem was read by her daughter Sherilyn at her memorial service. It is so appropriate.
THE ROSE STILL GROWS BEYOND THE WALL.
Near a shady wall a rose once grew,
Budded and blossomed in God's free light:
Watered and fed by morning dew,
Shedding its sweetness day and night.
As it grew and blossomed fair and tall,
Slowly rising to loftier height,
It came to a crevice in the wall,
Through which there shone a beam of light.
Onward it crept with added strength
With never a thought of fear or pride,
It followed the light through the crevice length,
And unfolded itself on the other side.
The light, the dew, the broadening view
Were found the same as they were before.
And it lost itself in beauties new.
Breathing its fragrance more and more.
Shall claim of death cause us to grieve,
And make our courage faint or fall?
Nay, let us faith and hope receive,
The rose still grows beyond the wall.
Scattering fragrance far and wide,
Just as it did in days of yore.
Just as it did on the other side,
Just as it will forevermore.
A.L. FRINK.
Cremation was at Milton Cremetorium. Northampton.
Kathy was born in Kingsolare a small hamlet in Hampshire, England and had three siblings. She was only Four when she lost her Mother, and after spending some time with an Aunt, the family were reunited. Her Father's job of Wood Reeve in the Forestry Department took them to various places to work. It was when they moved to Nobottle in Northamptonshire (which is part of the Spencer Estate) that she went into service, and during this time, was acquainted with the Spencer family, and met the young Diana who was later to become Princess Diana, and her brother, the present Earl Spencer.
Kathy met and married her Husband Ken, and they had a Son Gary, and a Daughter Sherilyn. They also had a Grandaughter Abygail to gladden their hearts further. Kathy was a loving wife and mother, and her caring nature made her a very good friend indeed. You could turn to her in times of need and find an understanding kind lady always ready to help.
Kathy was a country girl at heart, and loved nothing better than to roam the countryside amidst the sunshine and flowers. One of her great loves was trees, she looked on them as living beings to draw strength from. She also had a great affinity with water, and always felt that one of her ancestors must have been a seafaring man! One of her favourite poems was "Sea Fever" by John Masefield.
As well as being a busy wife and mother, Kathy was also involved in the Brownie and Guide movement, and was a Brown Owl leader, and a Guider. One of the activities was camping, and she took them to Switzerland, and Austria, and also the World's Guide Camp. Because of her love of water, she organised many events and these included the Peterborough Row with their beloved boat "Ajax". She was appointed County Water Advisor for Northamptonshire. She also went camping with her husband Ken, one of their sites being Brown Sea Island where they could watch squirrels and roe deer coming out to feed in the evenings. Kathy loved walking too, and during one holiday, she and Ken climbed Snowdonia which was a great feat for her, as she wasn't tall, and consequently her legs had to work harder to achieve this! They also walked the Seven Sisters on the South Downs.
Kathy was a devoted member of her Church, and as well as singing in the choir, she helped to run the Bazaars and fund raising events. I believe that her deep faith in God gave her the courage and strength to cope with her illness. She will be sadly missed there too.
I worked with Kathy for many years, when our daughters were schoolgirls, and I have many happy memories of those times, when we used to sit and recite poetry together, and discuss our favourite ones. We also spent many happy times together with our husbands on social occasions, right up to when we had to move to Scotland.
During her illness, her husband Ken was a tower of strength, and looked after her at home as long as he could, nothing was too much trouble for him, and he is to be admired for his fortitude and devotion to dear Kathy.
Kathy to me will always be "a typical English Rose". She was a gentle lady with a heart of gold. Her daughter said to me recently that she had not only lost her Mother, but her best friend, and I so understand that sentiment.
Kathy's passing has left an emptiness in many places, but she also left behind a legacy of love, and memories to her loved ones. Her favourite singer was Frank Sinatra, and the song "My Way", and although the line "Regrets, I've had a few", is part of that song, I can honestly say that I have no regrets at all at having known her, and I am proud to have been called her friend. So rest in peace dear Kathy, your work on earth is done.
This poem was read by her daughter Sherilyn at her memorial service. It is so appropriate.
THE ROSE STILL GROWS BEYOND THE WALL.
Near a shady wall a rose once grew,
Budded and blossomed in God's free light:
Watered and fed by morning dew,
Shedding its sweetness day and night.
As it grew and blossomed fair and tall,
Slowly rising to loftier height,
It came to a crevice in the wall,
Through which there shone a beam of light.
Onward it crept with added strength
With never a thought of fear or pride,
It followed the light through the crevice length,
And unfolded itself on the other side.
The light, the dew, the broadening view
Were found the same as they were before.
And it lost itself in beauties new.
Breathing its fragrance more and more.
Shall claim of death cause us to grieve,
And make our courage faint or fall?
Nay, let us faith and hope receive,
The rose still grows beyond the wall.
Scattering fragrance far and wide,
Just as it did in days of yore.
Just as it did on the other side,
Just as it will forevermore.
A.L. FRINK.
Cremation was at Milton Cremetorium. Northampton.
My dear friend Kathy passed away after a long fight against cancer. She was a very brave lady, who never complained and remained cheerful in spite of her pain and suffering.
Kathy was born in Kingsolare a small hamlet in Hampshire, England and had three siblings. She was only Four when she lost her Mother, and after spending some time with an Aunt, the family were reunited. Her Father's job of Wood Reeve in the Forestry Department took them to various places to work. It was when they moved to Nobottle in Northamptonshire (which is part of the Spencer Estate) that she went into service, and during this time, was acquainted with the Spencer family, and met the young Diana who was later to become Princess Diana, and her brother, the present Earl Spencer.
Kathy met and married her Husband Ken, and they had a Son Gary, and a Daughter Sherilyn. They also had a Grandaughter Abygail to gladden their hearts further. Kathy was a loving wife and mother, and her caring nature made her a very good friend indeed. You could turn to her in times of need and find an understanding kind lady always ready to help.
Kathy was a country girl at heart, and loved nothing better than to roam the countryside amidst the sunshine and flowers. One of her great loves was trees, she looked on them as living beings to draw strength from. She also had a great affinity with water, and always felt that one of her ancestors must have been a seafaring man! One of her favourite poems was "Sea Fever" by John Masefield.
As well as being a busy wife and mother, Kathy was also involved in the Brownie and Guide movement, and was a Brown Owl leader, and a Guider. One of the activities was camping, and she took them to Switzerland, and Austria, and also the World's Guide Camp. Because of her love of water, she organised many events and these included the Peterborough Row with their beloved boat "Ajax". She was appointed County Water Advisor for Northamptonshire. She also went camping with her husband Ken, one of their sites being Brown Sea Island where they could watch squirrels and roe deer coming out to feed in the evenings. Kathy loved walking too, and during one holiday, she and Ken climbed Snowdonia which was a great feat for her, as she wasn't tall, and consequently her legs had to work harder to achieve this! They also walked the Seven Sisters on the South Downs.
Kathy was a devoted member of her Church, and as well as singing in the choir, she helped to run the Bazaars and fund raising events. I believe that her deep faith in God gave her the courage and strength to cope with her illness. She will be sadly missed there too.
I worked with Kathy for many years, when our daughters were schoolgirls, and I have many happy memories of those times, when we used to sit and recite poetry together, and discuss our favourite ones. We also spent many happy times together with our husbands on social occasions, right up to when we had to move to Scotland.
During her illness, her husband Ken was a tower of strength, and looked after her at home as long as he could, nothing was too much trouble for him, and he is to be admired for his fortitude and devotion to dear Kathy.
Kathy to me will always be "a typical English Rose". She was a gentle lady with a heart of gold. Her daughter said to me recently that she had not only lost her Mother, but her best friend, and I so understand that sentiment.
Kathy's passing has left an emptiness in many places, but she also left behind a legacy of love, and memories to her loved ones. Her favourite singer was Frank Sinatra, and the song "My Way", and although the line "Regrets, I've had a few", is part of that song, I can honestly say that I have no regrets at all at having known her, and I am proud to have been called her friend. So rest in peace dear Kathy, your work on earth is done.
This poem was read by her daughter Sherilyn at her memorial service. It is so appropriate.
THE ROSE STILL GROWS BEYOND THE WALL.
Near a shady wall a rose once grew,
Budded and blossomed in God's free light:
Watered and fed by morning dew,
Shedding its sweetness day and night.
As it grew and blossomed fair and tall,
Slowly rising to loftier height,
It came to a crevice in the wall,
Through which there shone a beam of light.
Onward it crept with added strength
With never a thought of fear or pride,
It followed the light through the crevice length,
And unfolded itself on the other side.
The light, the dew, the broadening view
Were found the same as they were before.
And it lost itself in beauties new.
Breathing its fragrance more and more.
Shall claim of death cause us to grieve,
And make our courage faint or fall?
Nay, let us faith and hope receive,
The rose still grows beyond the wall.
Scattering fragrance far and wide,
Just as it did in days of yore.
Just as it did on the other side,
Just as it will forevermore.
A.L. FRINK.
Cremation was at Milton Cremetorium. Northampton.
Kathy was born in Kingsolare a small hamlet in Hampshire, England and had three siblings. She was only Four when she lost her Mother, and after spending some time with an Aunt, the family were reunited. Her Father's job of Wood Reeve in the Forestry Department took them to various places to work. It was when they moved to Nobottle in Northamptonshire (which is part of the Spencer Estate) that she went into service, and during this time, was acquainted with the Spencer family, and met the young Diana who was later to become Princess Diana, and her brother, the present Earl Spencer.
Kathy met and married her Husband Ken, and they had a Son Gary, and a Daughter Sherilyn. They also had a Grandaughter Abygail to gladden their hearts further. Kathy was a loving wife and mother, and her caring nature made her a very good friend indeed. You could turn to her in times of need and find an understanding kind lady always ready to help.
Kathy was a country girl at heart, and loved nothing better than to roam the countryside amidst the sunshine and flowers. One of her great loves was trees, she looked on them as living beings to draw strength from. She also had a great affinity with water, and always felt that one of her ancestors must have been a seafaring man! One of her favourite poems was "Sea Fever" by John Masefield.
As well as being a busy wife and mother, Kathy was also involved in the Brownie and Guide movement, and was a Brown Owl leader, and a Guider. One of the activities was camping, and she took them to Switzerland, and Austria, and also the World's Guide Camp. Because of her love of water, she organised many events and these included the Peterborough Row with their beloved boat "Ajax". She was appointed County Water Advisor for Northamptonshire. She also went camping with her husband Ken, one of their sites being Brown Sea Island where they could watch squirrels and roe deer coming out to feed in the evenings. Kathy loved walking too, and during one holiday, she and Ken climbed Snowdonia which was a great feat for her, as she wasn't tall, and consequently her legs had to work harder to achieve this! They also walked the Seven Sisters on the South Downs.
Kathy was a devoted member of her Church, and as well as singing in the choir, she helped to run the Bazaars and fund raising events. I believe that her deep faith in God gave her the courage and strength to cope with her illness. She will be sadly missed there too.
I worked with Kathy for many years, when our daughters were schoolgirls, and I have many happy memories of those times, when we used to sit and recite poetry together, and discuss our favourite ones. We also spent many happy times together with our husbands on social occasions, right up to when we had to move to Scotland.
During her illness, her husband Ken was a tower of strength, and looked after her at home as long as he could, nothing was too much trouble for him, and he is to be admired for his fortitude and devotion to dear Kathy.
Kathy to me will always be "a typical English Rose". She was a gentle lady with a heart of gold. Her daughter said to me recently that she had not only lost her Mother, but her best friend, and I so understand that sentiment.
Kathy's passing has left an emptiness in many places, but she also left behind a legacy of love, and memories to her loved ones. Her favourite singer was Frank Sinatra, and the song "My Way", and although the line "Regrets, I've had a few", is part of that song, I can honestly say that I have no regrets at all at having known her, and I am proud to have been called her friend. So rest in peace dear Kathy, your work on earth is done.
This poem was read by her daughter Sherilyn at her memorial service. It is so appropriate.
THE ROSE STILL GROWS BEYOND THE WALL.
Near a shady wall a rose once grew,
Budded and blossomed in God's free light:
Watered and fed by morning dew,
Shedding its sweetness day and night.
As it grew and blossomed fair and tall,
Slowly rising to loftier height,
It came to a crevice in the wall,
Through which there shone a beam of light.
Onward it crept with added strength
With never a thought of fear or pride,
It followed the light through the crevice length,
And unfolded itself on the other side.
The light, the dew, the broadening view
Were found the same as they were before.
And it lost itself in beauties new.
Breathing its fragrance more and more.
Shall claim of death cause us to grieve,
And make our courage faint or fall?
Nay, let us faith and hope receive,
The rose still grows beyond the wall.
Scattering fragrance far and wide,
Just as it did in days of yore.
Just as it did on the other side,
Just as it will forevermore.
A.L. FRINK.
Cremation was at Milton Cremetorium. Northampton.
