CASWELL Clair, Dad.

Seventy-seven today.

If I could write a story it would be the greatest ever told, of a kind and loving Father who had a heart of gold. I could write a million pages but still be unable to say, how much I love and miss him everysingle day, I'll remember all he taught me, shed a tear but won't be sad cos he'll send me down the answers and always be my Dad.

Happy birthday Dad. Miss and love you always.

Helen and Martin. X X X

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