This memorial website was created in  memory of our Dad, grandad, Owen Hodson who was born on November 19, 1919 and passed away on September 6, 2008. We will love him and miss him forever.

Posted by Olwen Newlo on September 22, 2019
Thinking of you Dad xxx
Posted by Olwen Candish on November 19, 2017
Still miss you Dad, love you
Posted by Olwen Candish on September 7, 2015
Miss you Dad
Posted by Joshua Candish on September 6, 2015
Happy father's day grandad
Posted by Olwen Candish on September 4, 2014
Remember you always Dad-Love Olwen.
Posted by Olwen Candish on September 6, 2013
Remembered with love-Olwen
Posted by Rebecca Candish on November 19, 2012
Love you Grandad. I still miss you so much.
Posted by Olwen Candish on September 7, 2012
Miss you like it was yesterday Dad.
Posted by Joshua Candish on September 6, 2012
"To Live In The Hearts We Leave Behind Is Not To Die."
You're in my heart.
Posted by Joshua Candish on September 6, 2011
miss you Grandad
Posted by Olwen Candish on September 5, 2011
miss you Dad
Posted by Olwen Candish on September 5, 2010
2 years today since you passed away
remembered with love every day
Posted by Joshua Candish on September 5, 2010
Miss you Grandad, i'll always remember what you've done for me.

Love from Josh
Posted by Olwen Candish on September 2, 2010
Love you miss you Dad.

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Posted by Olwen Newlo on September 22, 2019
Thinking of you Dad xxx
Posted by Olwen Candish on November 19, 2017
Still miss you Dad, love you
Posted by Olwen Candish on September 7, 2015
Miss you Dad
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I Remember

Shared by Olwen Candish on September 2, 2010

I remember those woolly work pants you always wore.

I remember going with you to clean out drain ditches on the farm and how sometimes there'd be hollow cabbage trees that I'd hide in and make you come find me.

I remember watching soccer on TV with you.You'd brush my hair sometimes.Other times you'd rub the back of my hand with your thumb.Your hands were rough and it hurt after a while so I'd have to swap hands.

I remember how your thumbs would always move on the steering wheel when you drove.

I remember you sitting in the kitchen having breakfast before work.You'd only have the light on by the stove so it was quite dark by the table.I'd get up early some mornings just to sit with you.

I remember not being able to sleep properly on stormy nights until you came home from work.I'd keep getting up to check if the car was there, except at christmas.Then I'd only have to look at the christmas tree lights.If they were off, you were home.

I remember going in the milk tanker with you and thinking how cool it was that my dad could drive something like that.

I remember going to town with you and all the people you'd stop and talk to or wave hello to, and I remember the hat you wore when you went out.

Even though you're gone Dad, I will treasure every one of the memories I have of you.The memory I will treasure the most is of the time I spent with you during your last hours.