All the family and both of you are going to St. Luke’s Church at Deeplish where you were married. We are having a service there for you both so all your family in England can all say a very fond farewell to you both you will never be forgotten and you will both live on in our hearts. Cecil Leonard Oliver was born to Leonard and Hilda on the 8th November, 1927. Kathleen Jean Oliver was born to Harold and Florence Greenhalgh on14th February 1929. They met, in their mid-teens at Tootalls dance hall in Rochdale. At that time, Len was a Sunday school teacher and Officer in the Church Lads Brigade attached to St Luke’s church. They were married at St Luke’s on March 10th 1951, and ever since then, they have been known as Len & Kath. Kath was offered a job as a private secretary to the managing director of a top company in Birmingham but turned this down to stay with Len. Just before the wedding Kath was in hospital and had her wedding dress fitting in hospital. They were both hard workers, and moved to Bolton for Len’s work, at which, Kath was soon to join him and they worked alongside each other for the rest of their working time, and took early retirement together in 1989 and moved to Spain, where they made many new friends, and enjoyed regular family visits & parties for birthdays and anniversaries. Kath became a stalwart of the local knitting club, and she was very health conscious, and would often take medicines on a regular basis. We know these medicines as Brandy. Len quickly learned how to use computers, even creating websites. And he later became an author, writing three books about his life and Family. They were inseparable all their lives, and never spent a day, or an evening out away from each other, and held hands on the couch every night. The most important things in their lives were their family and each other. Kathleen was well loved by all her many, many friends and her smile was so warm and gentle it could bring sunshine in to any room. In the later years Kath’s memory was fading, but she always made sure she prayed for her family and friends, and would not go to sleep until she had given Len 24 kisses. Not sure why it was 24 but it was always 24 kisses, she has taken the reason why with her. After Kath passed away in 2015, Len became involved with the RAF association due to the time he served at the end of the war, and he was extremely proud of his medals which he wore on remembrance Sunday each year. The RAFA had regular meetings for meals and a social get together, and they referred to him as father, (because he was the oldest member), and because of this, he had the right to choose his preferred free meal of the year, and he chose the Christmas meal because it was the most expensive. He was so highly thought of, that the RAF association attended his funeral with the standard flying, and draped the flag over his coffin when he passed away on remembrance Sunday. Kath and Len were married for almost 64 years and have 6 grandchildren, 14 great grandchildren and one great great grandchild, whom they loved with all their heart, and their legacy shows in their smiles It was always the wish of both of them, that they would be returned to England upon their life's end, a task they entrusted to their family. . A poem Len wrote for Kath for her 16th Birthday: OH, KATHLEEN MINE YOU ARE DIVINE, YOUR EYES ARE LIKE THE STARS THAT SHINE, YOU ARE MY DARLING VALENTINE, THINKING OF YOU EACH NIGHT, WISHING YOU HERE TO HOLD YOU TIGHT, I LOVE YOU DEAR I MUST ADMIT, I DO HOPE YOU LOVE ME A BIT.