This homepage is dedicated to the memory of my grandparents of whom were married for 65 years before they passed away. My grandfather passed away on June 6, 1997 at the age of 87 and my grandmother joined him on April 1, 1999 at the age of 85. If you've ever heard the words to the midi on this page then you'll know that they truely lived it. They assisted us in coming up with our kennel name. You see my grandfather is welsh and our kennel name is 2 welsh words put together ('ci' meaning dog and 'gwyn' meaning white), the 'c' at the beginning was changed to a 'k' and the 'g' was dropped so that it would be pronounced right in the U.S., which is where we live.
As you might have noticed, my grandparents were very special to me and they will always have a special place in my heart. They were the type of people that won everybodies heart over in a split second.
The reason for the above symbol is my grandfather was a proud member of the masonics.
As of September 21st, 1999 the last of the 4 Welsh brothers passed away. This was my grandfather's brother. He passed away just like my grandmother, a massive heartattack during the night. May they be rejoicing together with God.
The following poem was written by my mother Carol and her sister Diane. It was read at my grandfather's funeral. The Poem below that is a poem that my grandmother had written. We had the fortune of finding it stuffed away in a cabinet. We figured she didn't want us to worry about writing a poem for her funeral and took it upon herself to write it herself. Both poems belong to their respective authors and may only be used with permission from them or thier immediate (daughters) family.
OUR BELOVED FATHER Do not stand at his grave and weep He is not there He does not sleep
He was the humor In everyday life He was the faith In all our strife
His voice would ring As he sang each prayer Which gave the feeling That God was there
He loved to watch his family grow As each daughter became a bride With 2 children, 5 grand and 7 great He was filled with love and pride
He also loved the little things Of life we often get And mourned the loss of Buffy Who was his favorite pet
His faith never waivered As he got sick He prayed that others Would be healed real quick
A dear Husband, Dad And grandpa too Who had many friends Both old and new
He is now with God In a peaceful place Where angels smile Upon his face, so
Do not stand at his grave and weep He is not there He does not sleep
THE REUNION I've been so lucky with help from above, Also a great husband and children to love.
Many good years have been blissfully mine With good health and happiness So don't Grieve and pine.
My dear family When we meet some day that will be a reunion With God to rejoice in His way.
I can only hope that they are still as proud of what we are doing with our dogs as they were before they passed. I will never forget my grandfather's last words to me in reference to our first champion Billy. He said "He's a champion". He was very ill with cancer when he said this but you could still see how proud he was to be able to say that to me.
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