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This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Graham Sharpe, 65, born on March 26, 1948 and passed away on July 11, 2013. We will remember him forever.

March 27, 2020
March 27, 2020
In November, 2019 Rogan and his partner Zel travelled back to Onerahi, NZ on an adventure, with me in tow. For five days we stayed just up the road on top of the hill and I walked our old tracks around Beach Road, absorbing the never-changing landscape and gardens. Meeting people on the walks was amazing, as they all knew 13 Hill Street and were curious as to its prior history, knowing only the "new" owners who they thought had been there forever. What an overwhelming feeling to go back and visit and marvel at the beautiful home they have made. Everything that we would have done, if only things had turned out differently. Their love of the house and the gardens was so evident and they proudly showed me all the nooks and crannies, asking questions and pointing out improvements. What a blessing. I came away SO happy that it had gone to them and was still loved so much.

I spent time too at your little house and painted the deck on a sunny day, giving it the drink it needed. It needs someone to love it as well, and while the tenant does a sufficient job, it still looks rented. Hopefully sooner rather than later we will move back, take on the house and make it a home again.

We had such a lovely time there in Whangarei, the bad times faded into the background leaving just the good. Sitting on your deck looking at "our" view was emotional but somehow calming, reliving your smile and stillness. Happy birthday again. Neecey
April 10, 2019
April 10, 2019
26th March came and I thought about you. Leaving the next day for a road trip with our Rogan and his dog (who did not know about the impending moving-kennel experience).  When we were out at dinner with baby him sitting up like an adult and we saw teenagers with their parents we smiled at each other and said "yep, that's going to be us in a few years - won't that be cool." And now he is cool, but you are not here to enjoy any of it and I feel a bit lost as a single parent. No trips down memory lane for us now - it all has to happen in my head and heart. A visit to Pete and Dee brought him back to Serendipity where he had spent some lovely time. Pete beaming at the adult Rogan talking and reminding him so fondly of you, one of his best friends. We all took a moment to remember you in our own ways and for me some of the things that might have been. Miss you. Neecey
July 11, 2018
July 11, 2018
Sitting in the sun like a lizard soaking up the rays, realising it was today that you left us. Ridiculous hot weather in Winter, more like our Bowen days than our Whangarei ones. No socks or gloves here. 
Our friends Pete and Dee have just set off on a nostalgic sailing trip up north covering all the places they motored in the Wombat. I wish you were still around to share some of our own nostalgia. When I am 65 next week I will come together with our Bowen friends to celebrate that I am still standing. We will toast you again and remember our times together. Miss you, Neecey.
March 26, 2018
March 26, 2018
Your 70th birthday today. Just returned from NZ, the amazing scenery and peacefulness. I know that you are part of Nature over there now breathing in and out with the giant landscape. Lovely, clear and certainly alive. What a place and what an adventure we had there at Hill Street. My heartfelt thanks for the times we had together and for making Rogan with me. Neecey
July 11, 2017
July 11, 2017
A candle for you today. In the freezing cold at Bundanoon, lighting the fire. A lovely memory of our fires together in NZ. Be at peace.
March 26, 2017
March 26, 2017
Your birthday today Graham. Almost 70. 

In the last few days I have met up with our boatie friends, Nancy, and Pete and Dee. We shared what now seem to be amazing stories of those times. We were so lucky to have created that adventure that led to many new friends and out-of-the-ordinary experiences - building a boat, sailing up the coast, living the life of gypsies in a tent after the boat was sold, AND all with baby Rogan in tow. What were we thinking!

We toasted you as the link in our lives. They are lovely friends and without your singular goal of building a boat, we would not have met.

Happy birthday from us all, Sharpie, builder of Slow Hand.....

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March 27, 2020
March 27, 2020
In November, 2019 Rogan and his partner Zel travelled back to Onerahi, NZ on an adventure, with me in tow. For five days we stayed just up the road on top of the hill and I walked our old tracks around Beach Road, absorbing the never-changing landscape and gardens. Meeting people on the walks was amazing, as they all knew 13 Hill Street and were curious as to its prior history, knowing only the "new" owners who they thought had been there forever. What an overwhelming feeling to go back and visit and marvel at the beautiful home they have made. Everything that we would have done, if only things had turned out differently. Their love of the house and the gardens was so evident and they proudly showed me all the nooks and crannies, asking questions and pointing out improvements. What a blessing. I came away SO happy that it had gone to them and was still loved so much.

I spent time too at your little house and painted the deck on a sunny day, giving it the drink it needed. It needs someone to love it as well, and while the tenant does a sufficient job, it still looks rented. Hopefully sooner rather than later we will move back, take on the house and make it a home again.

We had such a lovely time there in Whangarei, the bad times faded into the background leaving just the good. Sitting on your deck looking at "our" view was emotional but somehow calming, reliving your smile and stillness. Happy birthday again. Neecey
April 10, 2019
April 10, 2019
26th March came and I thought about you. Leaving the next day for a road trip with our Rogan and his dog (who did not know about the impending moving-kennel experience).  When we were out at dinner with baby him sitting up like an adult and we saw teenagers with their parents we smiled at each other and said "yep, that's going to be us in a few years - won't that be cool." And now he is cool, but you are not here to enjoy any of it and I feel a bit lost as a single parent. No trips down memory lane for us now - it all has to happen in my head and heart. A visit to Pete and Dee brought him back to Serendipity where he had spent some lovely time. Pete beaming at the adult Rogan talking and reminding him so fondly of you, one of his best friends. We all took a moment to remember you in our own ways and for me some of the things that might have been. Miss you. Neecey
July 11, 2018
July 11, 2018
Sitting in the sun like a lizard soaking up the rays, realising it was today that you left us. Ridiculous hot weather in Winter, more like our Bowen days than our Whangarei ones. No socks or gloves here. 
Our friends Pete and Dee have just set off on a nostalgic sailing trip up north covering all the places they motored in the Wombat. I wish you were still around to share some of our own nostalgia. When I am 65 next week I will come together with our Bowen friends to celebrate that I am still standing. We will toast you again and remember our times together. Miss you, Neecey.
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