Dedicated to the memory of Malcolm Eric Davies Smith MBE
This site is a tribute to Malcolm . He is much loved and will always be remembered.
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8 months ago
Alan Morris
Malcolm was a friend, a golfer and an extremely good person to know
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Brian Briggs
Malcolm will be sadly missed. I have known Malcolm for many years through Merrist Wood Golf Club and greatly appreciated his help and advice when I was Seniors captain. A true gentleman.
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Thank you, Lorraine, Julie, and Gaynor. This is a great tribute to your dad - my 'big' brother. I'm so glad you posted the video of his beautiful and beloved garden - with almost a dozen places (all different) to sit as he followed the sun, or the shade, throughout the day. Though my visits were few, over the many years since I left Wales for the USA (1970), I always enjoyed that garden - where he followed our father's passion for gardening - even using some of the tools that our dad had used before he left us in 1986. On one visit to Malcolm's house, he played - and I copied - a song from a CD by the Welsh Guards. Every time I played that song it gave me a lump in my throat. Now, in his memory, I am delighted to have been able to post it in this tribute to him. Please turn the volume WAY up - as you listen to one of Malcolm's favorite songs: Jacob's Ladder. Rest in Peace, Malcolm.
Melvyn Smith
28th June 2024
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Sent by Evelyn's Funerals on 18/06/2024
I am I and you are you, whatever we were to each other that we still are.
Speak to me in the easy way which you always used.
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
Life means all that it ever meant, it is the same as it ever was.
Extract from a poem by Henry Scott Holland
