| Location | Deepcar Sheffield |
| Age | 20 years |
| Cause of Death | Motorbike Accident |
| Date of Birth | 08/12/1984 |
| Date of Death | 05/09/2005 |
| Visitors | 5,076 since 30/08/2006 |
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My beloved son Harry Greenwood born 8th December 1984 07.00hrs and died 5th September 2005
18.20hrs.
He was only 20 yrs old and his occupation was a shot blaster and a qualified fork lift truck driver,
he had also gained his health and safety certificate at Bassets Trebor sweet factory in Sheffield.
Harry had started a new job as a double glazing labourer at the time of his death.
Harry had just moved and was living on a farm in Deepcar with members of his sisters husband
family.He loved Deepcar and Stocksbridge in Sheffield near Barnsley, Harry was born and brought up
there.
Harry had a younger sister Rose and two elder sisters Jessica and Kerrie , he also had a younger
half brother Jack. Harry was very fond of his nephews Kyle,Cullen,Ellis,Jay and his new little niece
Nicole.
On September 5th approx. 18.10hrs Harry had gone to his local "Rock" at Greenmoor in a slumber
little village after work and had just bought his first pint of the evening when his new mate of a
few weeks "Matt" asked for a ride on Harrys motorbike (Matt was intrested in buying the bike) .
Harry was so concernd his friend (who was going to ride pillion) may be cold he lent him his jacket
to wear. Harry left his pint on the bar (he only had a few sips from it) and shouted to his other
mates "i will be back soon".
On a warm clear sunny evening Harry and his friend died when being in collision with a car
travelling in the opposite direction on a slight curve in the quiet country road which was a blind
bend. Harry never returned to finish his drink and died instantly with a serious injury to the chest
and his friend died a few hours later in hospital from head injurys.
At the inquest neither Harry or his motorcycle were at fault.
Harry was my only son and when i was pregnant i always longed for a little boy .I had a miscarriage
with my first pregnancy and lost my first baby boy.Harry was very sturdy and chubby as a baby and
was always sleeping .He loved cars and bikes from being a very young boy and was fascinated with
cars.
Harry was named after his dads friend (Michael Foster alias nickname Harry) who strangely also died
instantly in a motorbike accident at approx. the same age 5th June 1981.
Harry was a reserved sort of lad and up to him being around 18yrs old he was not bothered about
going out much.The only thing he really cared about was his family and he was really mixed up as a
young lad due to his mum and dad getting divorced when he was 4 years old.
Harry had a protective side towards his mum and younger sister and was always winding his sisters
and mum up by tormenting and teasing us. His sisters were always ruff and tumbling with him and miss
the fun they use to have.
Harry did not call me mum much he preferred to call me Muv or Muvva .Harry was very special to me
and i will always miss his loud music and the way he use to tell me to listen to the words in the
songs he played .He was very caring and was always concerned about what was happening in the world
.
The day the Angels took him he had on his wrist "end world poverty" charity wrist band.
I will miss our chats about cars and work and the way he use to have enthusiam to make his self
better and do better.
Every day and night i think of Harry as the pain of missing him does not get easier . Muv XXX.
Please feel free to light a candle or write a tribute/condolance on this page for Harry, it will
come on the screen. Please verify your email address as Harry has had some lovely messages and
tributes to him but unfortunately because email addresses are not verified 'Gone too soon' will not
let me put them on .You can even add your pictures on the photo gallery.
This memorial site is a big comfort to me and i hope it will be for his friends and family . Debbie
X.
debbie, hope ur all ok? spoke to your rosie recently! heard kerry had a boy wat she call him? hw u been copin? remember the fun times we had wen u used to live on our street!gt pics o ure harry playin golf in our bk garden!R.I.P harry miss ya xxxx
r.i.p HARRY
such a shame, such a handsome lad with his whole life ahead of him, i dont know why but i come on this site everyday and read this stories and it really does make me feel how lucky i am too still have people that i love around me, but god only takes the best out of this cruel wicked world, im sure hes havin fun, partyin up in heaven and listenin to his tupac tunes as loud as he wants. i know harry will be lookin down on you every minute of the day, keeping you safe untill you are both reunited at the golden gates. well all my love to harrys muvva and his family and friends and sleep tight harry, god bless you x x x
xxxx
Death is nothing at all
I have only slipped away into the next room
I am i and you are you
Whatever we were to each other
That we still are
Call me by my old familiar name
Speak to me in the easy way which you always used
Put no difference into your tone
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow
Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together
Play, smile, think of me, pray for me
Let my name be ever the household word that it always was
Let it be spoken without effort
Without the trace of a shadow on it
Life means all that it ever meant
It is the same as it ever was
There is absolutely unbroken continuity
Why should i be out of mind because i am out of sight?
I am but waiting for you
For an interval
Somewhere very near
Just around the corner
All is well
My story of a broken Jigsaw (losing a son or daughter)
Imagine.....You are given and blessed with a jigsaw no one else has, nobody can get a copy of it because it is so precious. There is only you in the whole universe has this jigsaw which is priceless you cannot even buy it if you had all the money in the world.
You nurture it, keep it spotless and treasure it. This jigsaw is a jigsaw so beautiful and shiny its the most valuable thing in your life you have ever owned and the most wonderfuliest gift you could ever have.
All the pieces are there you check it day after day and keep it close to you.
Suddenly you have a shock....on checking your jigsaw a piece is gone and disappeared.A feeling of anguish comes over you as you know you can never replace this piece....its gone forever and it was so so precious.You sit and cry for days even months knowing you will never have a complete jigsaw ever again.
Thank you for your lovely, heartwarming message.
I do think how Steve would have coped if it had happened to me and still also wish it had happened to me and I didn't have to cope with this. But I know my family and friends would hate that I am still thinking this way.
That broken jigsaw message is wonderful and really sums all the feelings up.
Take care and email me if ever you are lonely.
x
R.I.P Harry...
Losing Steve was my worst nightmare come true, but I can only imagine what it must be like to lose a son.
My love to all the family
R.I.P Harry - Keep an eye out for your mum x
ONE YEAR AGO TODAY
if only i could turn the clocks back one year i would hold you close to me and never let you go.i never thought i would be here this day last year i just wanted to leave this world and be with you.it is the most hurtful heartache in the world to lose your child.love you harry always will. muv xxx.
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