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HARRY HAMPSON Obituary
HARRY C., SR. on Monday, October 3, 2011, at the age of 78. Beloved husband of Margaret M. "Peggy" (nee Ott); loving father of Kathleen Jones, Harry C., Jr. (Geraldine), Dianne Hood (Mike), Maggie Ference (Mike), and Richard (Karen); dear grandfather of Meghann, Sara, Timmy, Allison, Sean-Patrick, Michael, Bridget, Kyle, Kelly, Shannon, Gregory, Mary Kate, Bryan, Hunter, and Shane; brother of David (Gerry), Jimmy (Dolores), Gary (Marie), and the late Nancy Hampson; brother-in-law of Raymond Ott (Alice). Also survived by serveral nieces and nephews. Relatives, friends, and members of Local 19 are invited to Harry's Life Celebration Fri. eve. 6-9 P.M. and Sat. morning 9-10 A.M. at the JOHN F. GIVNISH OF ACADEMY RD., 10975 Academy Rd., Phila. and to participate in his Funeral Mass 10:30 A.M. at the Church of St. Anselm. Interment Resurrection Cemetery. In lieu of flowers donations to St. Anselm Church, 12670 Dunks Ferry Rd., Phila., PA 19154 would be appreciated by the family. To share your fondest memories of Harry visit www.lifecelebration.com.
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Memories and Condolences
for HARRY HAMPSON
Sponsored by Maggie Ference.
Harry Jr.
October 6, 2023
Another year without you Dad. Number 12. You are dearly missed and remembered often.
We sure could use you down here nowadays. Please take care of my brother and we will all be together again someday.
Sally
October 5, 2023
Dear Uncle Harry, I just want you to know how missed you are by so many people. You are a wonderful man and gentleman, I´m so glad I got to know you and thanks for sharing your story and making me feel better that I wasn´t alone. Love you, uncle Harry.
Love you Dianne
October 3, 2023
Wish we still had you here with us, love you and miss you everyday.
Harry Junior
October 4, 2022
Another year without you. Miss you every day Dad. Phillies made playoffs, first time since you've been gone. I hope and pray that someday we will all be united in a room in the house that the Father has built. Until then, my love and prayers for you and my brother are all I have.
Dianne
October 3, 2022
11 years without you! I just pray that someday I will see you again, love you and miss you everyday!
Dianne Hood
September 29, 2021
10 years ago we lost the Patriarch of our family when you passed away. Not a day goes by that I don't think of you or that I am reminded of you in some way. Now I pray that you have our Richard and that you are keeping him safe. Our family has had so many blessings since 2011. Weddings of your Grandchildren, births of your Great Grandchildren, and we are all taking good care of your Peggy! So Dad until we meet again, I Love you and Miss you everyday!
Maggie Ference
October 3, 2015
Kim
September 21, 2015
For some reason today I was thinking about you Slick. Hope you are having fun up there.
February 16, 2015
Happy Birthday Dad. Love you and miss you everyday.
Kim & Dan
February 28, 2014
Hey Slick you better keep your eyes open for Bob Hood he's coming for you lol. Have a blast up there laughing at everyone down here.
February 18, 2014
Thinking of you around your birthday. Wish we could have all gotten together. Miss ya Dad, we all do. We will meet again someday, a day of days.
February 16, 2014
Happy Birthday Dad. I love you and miss you everyday.
November 9, 2013
Your family participated inFree to Breathe again. We were led by our team captain Bridget. This year thankfully even your Peggy was feeling good and came down to support us along the way. Your great granddaughter Emily was there too. Love you and miss you everyday!
October 6, 2013
Lots of good news lately ! A baby, Emily, another engagement, Sean& Kelly, and Allison returned to the nest...all to distract from the eagles, Phil's etc Still praying, and always missing you, just not the same
October 4, 2013
Missing you everyday. Xoxo
October 4, 2013
I miss you Pops, you were a great man who is dearly missed. Life just isn't the same without you. Love ya man.
Maggie Ference
October 3, 2013
Miss you Dad everyday. It will never be the same without you. There is always going to be a piece of my heart missing.
Love you,
Mag
Maggie Ference
August 20, 2013
Dad,
Chris is up there with you take care of him for Mike.
Love you
Mike and Dianne
June 16, 2013
Happy Fathers Day Dad. Wish you were here to celebrate fathers day with us. Love all the things you thought us and we miss you everyday. Front lawn looks good we still don't know why it takes an army to do what you did by yourself. Hope you enjoyed your Hershey bar. XOXO
May 28, 2013
Another Belgreen Rd resident in up there with you. Save her a place at the table.
Love you Dad miss you everyday.
Me
Mike and Dianne Hood
April 6, 2013
Well Dad Mike and I are heading down to Penns Landing Cateters to celebrate Mike being in Local #19 for 25 years. We were remembering you and Mom coming to the graduation dinner with us and we wish you were coming with us tonight. We know you will be there with us in spirit. Love you and miss you everyday!
February 16, 2013
Happy Birthday Dad. I wish you were here so I could say that to you in person. It would have been so nice to celebrate your 80th with you. Miss you everyday, love you.
maggie ferennce
February 16, 2013
Happy Birthday Dad. Hope you are having a big party up there with the fam. I will have a cold one for you.
Love you,
Mag xoxo
Mag Ference
January 18, 2013
Miss you everyday Dad. Mom is really missing you too. We still can't believe you are gone. Until we meet again May God hold you in the Palm of his hand.
Love you Dad
December 31, 2012
Well Har.,It's a New Year,and as you know a lot has happened.The talks and prayers really do work.We miss all the funny comments and the way you made us laugh . One thing you told me , Family is the most important thing in life. And people tend to lose that.and that they should look at their own lives , before judging others. You are and will always be in my Thoughts and Prayers , Happy New Year : Love Mike H .
Maggie Ference
December 27, 2012
Merry Christmas miss you so much. Felt you in every room with every child, grandchild and soon to come great grandchild. Your Sara is pregnant. I wish you were here to see her. She is beaming. Love you Dad.
Maggie
December 22, 2012
Happy Anniversary, sorry you aren't here to eat cookies and agitate us about the Phillies apparel in the very crowded but beautiful picture. I agree with Mag , you had a hand in it and a good laugh too. Merry Christmas. Love Kathi
Maggie Ference
December 21, 2012
The grandchildren picture is finally going to happen. Can't help to think you had something to do with it.
Happy Anniversary
Love you
XOXO
Maggie Ference
December 13, 2012
Well the window looks awesome! The house is decorated and we all miss you dearly. Christmas is not the same without you. You are the most honorable man I have met. I am so lucky and proud to call you Dad.
Love you,
Maggie
December 12, 2012
Hi Har--its holiday time & it won't be the same without you--miss you!!!
love, Bob& Betty
Mag Ference
December 11, 2012
Thinking of you a lot his weekend.. Miss you Dad. Don't worry the decorating will get done. Love you
October 3, 2012
Big Har--you are family--we will always
miss you--Bob & Betty
Dianne Hood
October 3, 2012
As I wake up this morning I can't believe it has been one year since my Dad has passed. Today , like everyday I will think of him, missing him and hoping that he is better and happy. He left a legacy that will live on and to be proud of. He was a good man one who knew what being a man truly meant. First God, then his Peggy, his children and grandchildren, his country then himself. He was a hard worker and a funny man. I miss him everyday still and I always will. I could use some of his honest talks and advice right now! On Eagles Wings Dad, love you!
Meghann Jones
October 3, 2012
Hey POP, just a few memories I thought of today that made me laugh:
- Going home for lunch to Belgreen Road. “Lightening” would cry as I came up the street, Grandmom always made me *whatever I wanted*, and when you weren't hollering to us in the kitchen about the bums on the news , I'd watch Bill Ross with you on Channel 12 as he painted “happy little trees”
- How you greeted me in your house when I was a “devil teenager”. You'd sneer at me from behind those “goggles”, smell my knuckles for cigarettes, and shake your fist while mumbling “Why I outta...” just before squeezing me tight with a face-squashing hug
- The totally annoyed way you'd answer the telephone, hah. I would always overly-introduce myself right away - “Hello Grandfather, this is your Grandchild Meghann calling” – and you'd always reply in that sing-songy, sarcastic voice - “Ooooohhhh Helloooooo dear”. We'd talk about the stinkin Phils, or how school was going, and you'd always remind me to “stay out of trouble” before you handed the phone off to Gram. Because of course I called and interrupted you in the middle of some home improvement project or TV show. Sorry ‘bout that, I really should've known better
- When you and Gram used to come over to Bandon Drive and you'd pretend that you were drowning in our pool so Sara and I could “rescue” you.
Miss your laugh and smile and hugs today more than ever. If I HAVE to force myself, I'll drink a cold one for you today.
Love you, Turkey
Go Iggles!
Harry and I at Irish Weekend, Wildwood, NJ
Mike Ference
October 3, 2012
Big Har,
Thank you for accepting me into your family. It's a privilege to a part of this Hampson family clan and what a great family you and Peg have started. A family that knows how to have a great time and yet with a great work ethic, “Work hard play hard.” You have set a great example for your children and Grand children. The importance of work to support their families and the love of God, Country and family. To find your warm welcoming family though your wonderful daughter Maggie after my Mother had passed on was a blessing for me. My Mother had seemed to answerer my prays when she found the Hampson's. For me it was a soft place to land a life raft, a bright light in a life that looked dark and dismal without her.
You are still all around us as I can see a part of you in each and every one of your children and grandchildren. Your Strength to overcome hardship and loss, your storytelling, your love of music till all hours of the night, OK, your children may have taken that a little farther than you did, your smile and sense of humor and your love of family and friends.
I miss having a cold one on the beach, sitting under the pavilion at our house to feel the cool breeze and hearing those classic one-liners.
I only hope I can live up to your legacy and be as great of a man as you were.
Miss you.
Kim
October 3, 2012
Hi Slick,
Well we went to Mass this morning at St. Anselm's (yes I went to church stop laughing). Anyway and then we went to the cemetery to visit you. It was really nice. I was thinking about you on Irish Weekend ( no I did not go ), of all the times I took you home from whichever bar we were at and the things you would say always made me laugh. You will always be in my heart.
Bridget
October 3, 2012
Poppy I miss you more and more everyday. It's been a year since you left us although it feels like only yesterday. I look for you everywhere lately. As I run through park wood I always look across the street waiting for you to be doing your daily walk sporting your bandana. As I pass the house I expect to see you out front mowing the lawn or cleaning up the garage. I miss you at bbqs an family get togethers. I miss the few seconds when no one was looking that you would wink and tell me I was your most beautiful granddaughter. I miss Sunday's at church sitting with you. Every once in a while you would give us a nudge and pretend it wasn't you. I miss yelling at the eagles with you. The way you would grunt and roll your eyes but still watch religiously every game. I miss filling your beer and you telling me I would make a terrible bar tender because of all the foam haha. You taught your sons to be great fathers and providers by showing them the meaning of hardwork and family. You taught your daughters how to be loved by your dedication and commitment to our Peggy. You taught your grandchildren that family and love are the keys to a successful and happy life. I miss you every single day. Love you Pop.
Michael hood jr
October 3, 2012
Hey poppy,
Its been a year and car rides aren't the same without you. Its funny cause whenever I'm in a car someone will say " is there a radio in this place" and it reminds me of Christmas eve driving home from Aunt mags.
Every time I shave think about doing the fu man choo like you had just cause its awesome.
Watching home videos with you in it the other day, and man ill miss your sarcasm you had it always made me laugh .
Wellp that's it for Now.
Miss you
Love
Sara Jones
October 3, 2012
Dear Pop,
You are the kindest, funniest most loving man that I have ever known. Ever since I was old enough to hangout in the kitchen with the "adults" I took the seat next to you. If that chair was already occupied the person who abandoned it for the bathroom would find that their beer had been mysteriously moved one seat to the right, with me in their place. And when the music got too loud and you left for the comfort of your chair and The History Channel I usually followed you out to hear your war stories but, more importantly, to have you all to myself.
I can't believe that it has been a year already. I think about you every single day. About all of the wonderful memories and about the last conversation that I had with you, it meant the world to me. (By the way, I kept my promise and our secret).
I can't put into words how grateful I am for all of the encouragement, generosity, affection and love I recieved from you. I am so blessed to have you as my grandfather. I love you, Pop.
Love,
Sara
Bryan Ference
October 2, 2012
Pop was a great man. After a year without him I miss him very dearly.
Pop, I truly think that ever since you left this earth our family has become stronger and this brought us closer together. Poppy thanks for your time with me and I hope you are having a ball in heaven.
I love you Pop.
Bryan
Gregory Hood
October 2, 2012
Well Poppy, I can't do a good of a job as you with the garden and the lawn. Even though you are not here to make your lawn perfect, I look at it as if a piece of our family is missing.
Living with grandmother has taught me why you have and always will love her. Waking up and seeing that beautiful face, her saying good morning is the highlight of my day. The love between you both is rare. I look up to you as a role model for a good husband, father and grandfather. You have seen your children grow up, some of your grandchildren grow up. I know you have lived a happy and good life. I know through the good and the bad of anything that you would just pick yourself up and do what needs to be done. Everyday I look at the last list that you have written down and is hanging up on the wall with a pencil and I say to myself, JUST GET IT DONE. Being in this house without you is difficult. The memories of the bad but mostly the good. The legacy that you have will always go on. You are a huge impact in my life and every other family member. We never really had our man to man talks but I knew when I would come in and say hello and kiss you that you loved me. You didn't need to say it, you showed it all the time.
Coming to the house on my Senior Prom night for pictures and my Graduation day was one of my favorite things, you got to see me grow up and mature, just a little. I will always have those pictures of you and grandmother with me of my special days of my life.
But pictures can't describe how much I love you and how our family loves you. When you came home from the hospital and were in the bed in the dining room, you got to see your whole family right by your side. We were scared and sad, but we knew we had to be there. I will never forget that whole time you were there until you had passed away. I never wanted to leave your side. I held your hand for as long as could. I didn't care if I wasn't going out with friends, I cared about being side by side with my grandfather. I didn't care about how sweaty my hand was or how tired I was. I wanted to be with you. That was my time to show you that I loved you with all my heart. Yes, it was hard seeing you go, but I got to tell you I loved you one last time. You will be in my heart and everyone else's forever. I love and miss you Poppy.
Wildwood, NJ
October 2, 2012
October 2, 2012
Aunt Mag bein' Ole Har
October 2, 2012
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NYE 2009
October 2, 2012
Sara's Favorite
October 2, 2012
October 2, 2012
Dear Uncle Har,
Thinking of you today and your great sense of humor, your honesty and your love for your family. You are missed. Thanks for raising such a wonderful family that I get to call my cousins and my friends - and thanks for taking such good care of my dad's big sister. Love you!
~ Molly O
October 2, 2012
Kyle Jones
October 2, 2012
God bless you, that vicegrip you call a "handshake", and your green thumb which I have luckily inherited from you. You are still missed, grandpop.
Tim Jones
October 2, 2012
I was Grandpa's god son. (Lucky me!) He was one of the strongest, funniest, kindest people I ever had the fortune to know. He didn't care that I was autistic; he loved me just as much as any of his other grandkids. That firm hand shake, that booming, fast pat on the back he would give me, that instantly recognizable voice wishing me "hello" and "good-bye"…I still remember them all as well now as when Grandpa was still alive. I will never forget my godfather, and I'm certain anyone else who's ever met him will never forget him ever.
Grandpa, I love you, and I will continue to remember you for the rest of my life.
October 2, 2012
He Loved the Eagles
October 2, 2012
October 2, 2012
Mike H.
October 2, 2012
Just want to say, That I miss and think of all the good times. I got to see the Funny,Hard Working ,Serious,The Loving and the Sensitive Sides of you.. There will always be a Special Place in my Heart.
Sean-Patrick McAllister
October 2, 2012
Pop,
Just a few things I thought might make you smile:
-Country music is awesome, I don't care what anyone says.
-I moved to the city of Brotherly Love and acquired a very small patch of dirt in the backyard that I attempted to turn into a lawn. Key word being “attempted”. It hasn't worked out so well. Kelly and I laid down some sod, which apparently looks like a chew toy to our new dog Reese. I swear she's half way to China with some of the holes she's dug up out there. And just so you know, I borrowed your weed whacker. Yes…it has since been returned. Yes…I wore a headband when I used it. And no…I am not nearly as good at yard work as you were. Sigh.
-I dropped off an Inquirer to you on opening day of the NFL football season. However, I do feel extremely sorry that there was not an ice cold beer involved. Believe me, I debated turning the car around to get one.
-Speaking of the NFL, it is important to note that the beginning of the 12-13 Eagles season has led me to a.) drink many PBR's and b.) borrow some words from your vocabulary (despite their success). I'm sure you of all people would understand.
-I find myself looking out of our apartment window every time I hear a bang, ding, pow, smack, boom, tink, crash, or vroom. Is this by any chance hereditary?
-They brought back “Hawaii Five-O”, did you know that? Unfortunately, no word on a new “Bonanza” series. It's a cruel, cruel world.
- As far as I know, you are still the world record holder for “fastest grace prayer before dinner”.
-I can't watch Gran Torino without crying…but I swear it's because there is something in my eye.
-I have yet to walk in at 3230 Belgreen Road and see an empty chair in front of the window. Not one time. Someone is always sitting in it.
-You may not be here, but I can still hear you and feel you, as odd as it may sound. I can still feel your strong handshake. I can still feel the stubble on your cheek when I'd kiss you hello and goodbye. I can still feel you picking me up by my legs and throwing me out of your chair when I was little. I can still hear your news updates in the kitchen, your laugh, your groan, and your daily shout outs to the turkeys of Parkwood, as well as the man upstairs (yea, I'm talking about you, JC).
-I love you. I miss you. We all do. And we'll never stop.
Kelly Hampson
October 2, 2012
Dear Pop,
I cannot believe it has been an entire year without you. It is such a blessing and honor to be your granddaughter, and to be a part of this wonderful family that you and Grandmom have built. I truly miss your ability to put a smile on anyone's face, even during the toughest of times. Your intelligence, sense of humor and the respect you showed for your wife and family were admirable. You have taught us all the true meaning of family, and how to be strong for eachother even without you here. There are so many wonderful things that you have done for each and everyone of us. Although it is a sad time for everyone, I know that you are in heaven smiling down. You would be so proud. I love you and miss you each and every day. Love always, Kelly girl
Peg Hampson
October 2, 2012
It broke my heart to lose you
But you didn't go alone
Part of me went with you
the day God called you home.
You are sadly missed.
Till we meet again.
Love,
Peg
Maggie Ference
October 2, 2012
Never forget to remember the things that made you glad.
BBQ's outback and hockey puck hamburgers.
Wearing bathing caps in the swimming pool.
Listening to music playing on the transistor radio that was hanging on the hook outback.
Hugging your neck when you carried me to the car.
Secretly watching you talk baby talk to Richie when he was an infant.
When you caught me sneaking Oreo's before dinner with the evidence all over my face.
Sitting on the front porch on warm summer nights.
Mowing the lawn with the yellow push mower.
Drawing baby Moses for my book report in 3rd grade.
Squirting me with the hose when you were washing the car.
Painting the heart for my 6th grade science fair project.
Carrying me back to my room when I had Mono and I couldn't get back up the stairs.
Laughing at me when I ran around you screaming that I won the lottery.
Helping build the swing set in our backyard.
How you love to swim in the Ocean.
The way you would giggle at your Grand kids.
What a great artist you were.
Your love for all music especially Country.
Watching shark week every year together.
Being a die hard Eagles fan.
Sitting at the kitchen table and telling you what you missed when you went to bed.
Your to do list posted near the backdoor.
Smiling with your eyes.
The sound of your voice.
Your special seat under my pavilion.
How much you loved Mom and your family.
You saying "Do you have a radio in this car?"
Calling me Girl.
How your hand felt holding mine when we would dance with each other.
Dad you were the first man I ever loved. My heart was truly broken that October evening.I miss you everyday. I love you. I will always remember the good times.
"You may be gone but, you're not forgotten. Fare thee well so long Clementine.. bye bye."
Love you, Mag
Meghann Jones
October 1, 2012
During the summer of 2001, when I was a ripe and unruly 22 years of age, my Grandfather wanted to know what the “H-E-double-hockey-sticks” I was doing with my life. I, of course, had no idea. I'd screwed up my financial aid at CCP (oh the IRONY) and was working two jobs when I wasn't out partying and spending most of what I'd earned. I'd long thought the military would be my fallback, so I told Poppy that my plan was to join the Navy. Instead of trying to convince him why this was a good idea, I listened as he convinced me why it wasn't. The details remain our secret, but we made a pact: he made me a deal and I made him a promise. In no time I was back in school and working on finishing my college degree. Both of my Grandparents' wisdom, love and generosity enabled me to own my destiny rather than run away from it. In 2004 when I held that diploma in the air in front of my parents and relatives, I felt pride and gratitude and joy. POP, I hope you knew just how much I appreciated you that day, and how big a role you played in helping me become who I am today.
2001 seems like 100 years ago, but 10/03/2011 still feels like yesterday to me. I don't know if it ever gets any easier, but it certainly does get different. For example, today I heard a Bobby Darin song and was singing and smiling ear to ear, when usually I'd cry. However, a week ago I read an article advising us to eat dinner for breakfast followed by snacks throughout the day, and I immediately thought of Pop and his beautiful bowl of veggies, and the waterworks started flowing…..
It may seem silly, but every time I eat Hersheys chocolate, listen to Ella Fitzgerald, or take a long walk through Parkwood Manor, I think of Pop. And no matter if it makes me smile or cry, I love the little moments I get to experience with him every day.
POP, I know you are with each of us in different ways, but I believe you are most present when we are all among each other. We hear your words from each others' mouths and see your face in the faces of one another. What a beautiful legacy you have left behind, If I do say so myself
Miss you every day and love you with every piece,
XOXOXOXO - Meggles
Kathi Jones
September 28, 2012
Dear Dad,
As we approach the first year anniversary we are all thinking; have we made you proud?, have we become stronger?, and most important , have we taken good care of each other? Most days, I believe that we have, but it is so hard to be sure. I hope I haven't asked for your help too much. I do appreciate the grace and advice that you send my way. I miss you, and I am not alone. I am grateful for the lessons you had handed down to me. People say the second year is worse, I'm praying that isn't true. We all have been helping Mom , but she misses you, and we cannot even begin to replace you. You know we will keep trying to support her any way we can. . And we try to always have something good to distract her. We still cry or yell depending on who's around. My greatest regrets are that I didn't tell you more often how much I loved you, and that I didn't make more cookies. I know you are up there cussing the Eagles, this week, at least. I pray that you are enjoying a beautiful beach with a shady tree during the day and a million stars at night, a good dog, and an iced cold beer, calories be damned! The only thing I'm sure of is that soon we will be with you. Until then, I promise to love my family as hard and as soft as I should and keep praying a grandkid or two sneaks in there, so I can be almost as lucky as you and Mom.
You are missed. I love you Dad. Kathi
Harry Hampson Jr.
September 27, 2012
In honor of my father, and a life well lived, I tried to write a poem for the 1 year anniversary of his passing.
Dad : A life's worth
One year ago, you came to rest
You gave it your all
You gave it your best
With tears and thoughts
And prayers and cries
We all said our somber goodbyes
We miss you Dad
We surely do
If only we could have carried you through
Watching my mother and siblings
And all of your friends
Taking care of you Daddy
Right til the end
Wondering why my Lord God
Would take you from me
Not realizing your pain
And that God set you free
Not sure how we make it
On many a day
Without you to guide us
To show us the way
You brought us together
You taught us how to live
You showed us what love is
That it was ours to give
This ode's for my father
The best dad on this earth
Seeing how we all miss you
That's the measure of your life's worth
Harry Jr. Hampson
September 24, 2012
My father was a great man. When I was young, it was hard to appreciate that simplicity is in itself perfection. Watching Dad go to work everyday, loving his wife and children, going to Church, making sure we all went to the best schools, playing any sport we wanted to , heading down to the Jersey shore for summer vacations, having a pool in the back yard, going to all the family get-togethers , I never knew how really good we had it.
As I got a little older and started to become a little too big for my britches, thinking the “old man” didn't know anything and that the “young man” had all the answers, I set out to encounter all the pitfalls of life that Dad had tried to help me avoid. Father always knew best, I wish I had paid more attention. Some of the lessons he taught me may have fallen on deaf ears, and I would oft times look back and wish I had followed his advice, always remembering that if I had accepted his guidance, had I followed his counsel, I could have avoided many, many jackpots.
Now that the Good Lord has seen fit to call my father home, I try each and every day to live my life in a way that would make him proud of me. Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery. On my best day ,I can only hope to be half the man he was. But hope is the death of desperation,and I am no longer desperate. Dad provided me, as well as many others, with a perfect blueprint for success and happiness. Try to do your very best in all of your endeavors, go to work, love your family and “TRY” to pay your bills on time. Actually he said pay your bills on time, I'm trying. Thank you Dad, you are my hero, and I miss you so much. Someday we will be together again. Until then, I will keep on trying…HH
September 18, 2012
Hey Slick,
It's Kim. I think about you everyday. I wake up to Bobby Darin singing Beyond the Sea and I still have you on my voicemail from christmas 2010.
Love you always,
Kim
Our family, 2011
Dianne
September 18, 2012
I can not believe that we are quickly approaching 1 year without you. Not a day goes by that I don't think of you and miss you!
The saddest part of this past year for me is watching your Peggy, she really misses you Dad.
I hope you were somehow able to watch your amazing family in action when you were so sick and so tired at the end what a LEGACY you have left in this world. Some of the things that happen I am sure that we will catch slack for, but the way that all your children pulled together taking turns staying up all night to be with you, and your grandchildren who were here taking on anything that needed to be done for their Pop, they AMAZED us all! The unconditional love and unselfishness of all of them was something to be proud of. Hunter and Shane will know of you through all of them because they all love to tell Pop stories.
My hope is that you walking all over in Heaven- enjoying the peace and beauty of it all. Don't worry about Mom we are all watching her. Trying to fill your shoes is impossible but we are all doing our best to try.
Keep an eye out on Novemeber 4th and watch all of us walk in your honor at the Free to Breathe, so someday there will be a cure for lung cancer so families won't have to lose loved ones.
I was proud to call you Dad and honored to be your daughter every day of my life. I love you!
September 17, 2012
There are many people who come and go in our lives...
A few tough us in the way you have...
Making us better for knowing you...
You have made a difference in my life and many others...
For this I am grateful...RIP
September 17, 2012
So this is for you Big Har...It has been one year since you left us and it is just not the same...Although I had a great summmer with Harry and the girls there was something missing and that was hanging with you! Here is an appropriate Irish poem that explains how we all feel...Love you and miss you! Longing For One More Day When we lose someone we love it seems that time stands still. What moves through us is a silence... a quiet sadness... A longing for one more day... one more word... one more touch... We may not understand why you left this earth or why you left before we were ready to say good-bye, but little by little, we begin to remember not just that you died, but that you lived. And that your life gave us memories too beautiful to forget. We will see you again some day, in a heavenly place where there is no parting. A place where there are no words that mean good-bye. Love your favorite Daughter In Law, Gerri hehehe
Bridget Hampson
September 16, 2012
Dear Poppy,
Even though your last days were so difficult I am honored to say I was able to try my best to take care of you when you most needed it. You were always the rock of our family keeping us all together and making sure we did our best. I just want to let you know that although I could not take away your cancer I am glad I was there to help ease your pain. Once again you have showed me how to be dignified and courageous even in the darkest of times. As one year without you approaches I want to thank you for reminding me that I had chosen to be a nurse for all the right reasons. Your strength and love resonates in my heart. I miss you everyday Pop.
Love your most beautiful granddaughter
;-) Bridget
Mag Ference
September 16, 2012
Love you Dad. Miss you everyday. Go Eagles!
MaryKate
June 19, 2012
hey pop, its your most beautiful grand daughter love you and miss you everyday<3 wish you were still here hope you enjoyed your pabst blue ribbon on fathers day<3
Kim
June 19, 2012
Slick you are missed everyday.
June 17, 2012
Happy Fathers Day, From One Father to Another, Miss you. Mike H.
M Ference
June 17, 2012
Love you Dad. Miss you everyday.
Dianne
June 17, 2012
Happy Fathers Day, Daddy! I still can not believe that our big strong Dad is gone. We will miss you sitting out back at the resort under the pavilion today. I miss you everyday and wish that you were still here. Love you.
Bryan Ference
April 6, 2012
I miss you Pop, even if I was a turkey.
Mom and Dad
Maggie Ference
April 6, 2012
Maggie Ference
April 6, 2012
Goggles Up!
celine hampson
April 5, 2012
Have a great first Easter in heaven, Uncle Har.
Mag Ference
February 24, 2012
Miss u dad! Xoxo
February 16, 2012
Happy Birthday Big Har, Miss you Love Mike H ,Thanks Greg
December 29, 2011
We are taking care of Mom and each other. Love you. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year. Miss you xoxoxo Mag
December 26, 2011
Christmas was not the same. Miss you. love , Mike H
Miss you.
November 22, 2011
Thanksgiving will not be the same without. Miss you. Love you.
Mag
Team Hampson 2011
November 6, 2011
Free To Breathe Team Hampson 2011
November 6, 2011
recited by Dianne
October 24, 2011
Dad,
Your life was love and labor,
Your love for your family true;
You did your best for all of us,
We will always remember you.
Thank you.
October 24, 2011
Kathleen Jones
October 14, 2011
Let me first thank my brother Harry, who had the confidence in my ability to do this, that I did not have in myself. Thanks for channeling Dad this week when it mattered so much.
My brothers, sisters, and I have always had a trying time when buying my Dad Father's Day and birthday cards. We'd read tons of cards in an attempt to find one that wasn't too terribly sappy. He ended up with lots of musical ones, funny ones, and even ones with silly animals popping up out from the middle. We would sign the grandkids' names to those and buy a really cool present to distract him from the lame cards. On Thursday I was in Hallmark, looking for a card for my Mom, something that might help her feel a little better, and a very weird thing happened. This I swear to you, Mom: every sympathy card I read about the loss of your spouse/dad/husband suited him perfectly. Every single one. They spoke of a good man who loved his wife and family above all else. A man who not only provided, but guided. A man who would leave his strength behind when he died so his family would be able to draw from it and find comfort. A man who made and gave us memories that will hold us tightly to each other forever.
He taught us that change is a necessary part of life. It's never too late to start good habits and shed the old ones. He quit smoking cold turkey for Lent when Dianne was a mere child, 30 something years ago. And although it's true that my Dad used colorful language at times (and I know when men are together the language rules change), but with his wife and kids he was able to always show restraint. Only once did we hear him say the "F" word in mixed company - when the streaker came down Roosevelt Boulevard while we were at a stop light. He passed very near our car while we were on the way to Grandmom and Pop's house for Sunday dinner. Even then he said it quietly, not with anger or malice. Now, it was 1970-ish, and for a bunch of kids who had never ever seen their Dad in his underwear, it was a bit of a double whammy.
He was much more than just an average Eagles fan. He, with his brother Jimmy and brother-in-law Raymond, were lucky enough to be at the championship win in 1960. Mag and Mike didn't do that until 2008...with the other sport, of course [baseball]. He loved coaching football, too and I think his teams realized he was harder on himself than he ever was on his players.
Our family started vacations to Jamaica, and maybe if you knew ole Har you'd understand why some of us held our breath a little bit. Well, we didn't need to worry. He was able to "just say no" as soon as we got to the airport parking lot. He even shared his beer with new friends he made along the way. He loved reggae music, and found the only tree with a bit of shade on every beach. He was honestly amazed by the sunsets and the million stars in the night skies, and enjoyed the peace and quiet of having the shore to yourself at night with your family and wife around. He even tried night swimming, and Harry - oops! I mean Richard - thank God was there to save him.
Every kid on Belgreen Road was afraid of him except Suzanne; some adults were, too. Don't you dare walk on someone else's lawn, and always remember to respect other people's property as if it were your own.
Our Dad ate right. He sat with a beautiful bowl of veggies every night. He walked around his neighborhood no matter the weather and took pride in every flower in his yard. He kept the lawn in great shape despite 100 degree days, and even let Kyle become the assistant gardener the last few years when the old knees refused to bend. He loved the Philadelphia Flower Show, fine art, and Stevie Ray Vaughn. I know this will surprise many of you today.
Dad had a great sense of humor. It's something you don't notice as a kid. His unique definition of 'porcupine', his Phillies PJ's, and the morning after will always make Mom and I chuckle. When I started working again, he told me he knew why I chose Temple. Now, I thought I knew what he was going to say but I didn't see this one coming: "It's so you can get the crack you put in your chocolate chip cookies, right?" MY Dad made a crack joke! Seriously, five years ago and way before urbandictionary.com.
Going out with your parents to weddings, Clearwater, Wildwood, and the infamous decks of Parkwood, Langhorne, "the resort" in Yardley - and actually spending time with them singing, dancing and carrying on - is a great gift we all can give our families. When we were Harry's teenage children, I don't think any of us thought that our lives would be so intertwined, or that we'd live so close to each other. His lottery dreams included us all having houses on the same street. Remember, this is the man who tried to put us to bed before Batman came on. Thank you, Mr. Carter, for letting twenty rambunctious kids watch color TV in your basement!
He taught us to always kiss hello and goodbye. When we were younger we thought it was the "sniff test"; if you were smoking or drinking, you were getting nabbed. But it never changed, and I really loved that about him. As gruff as people thought he was, we all knew he was a big, old soft-hearted man. Just don't hit the [eye]glasses when you kiss him. Rich and Karen have two of the cutest kids ever, and my Dad was gaga for them. Hunter was bringing him soup soon after he learned to walk. He knew the way to Grandpa's heart was through cans of soup. He was too young to help feed the Hershey bar addiction, but no worries; Bryan was always willing to help Pop share chocolate.
He taught us to "get it done" and be early - whether it be chores around the house, school, or work. Be early by doing everything the night before; get your shower, lay your clothes out, get your lunch made. Then get up early, beat the traffic, get the good parking space, and don't lend your tools out (huh?). When he asked Mom if his work clothes were ready for Monday on Saturday, we thought he was a little too excited about work. But then a strange thing happened - all of his kids grew to love their jobs. Whether at home with your kids, working in the basement with other people's kids, or helping others in all kinds of places, this trait seemed to be passed on to our kids. All except Shane, who just sits around most of the time and laughs and smiles.
Our Dad was strong. As cancer riddled his body and nothing worked, he didn't complain. He agreed to continue the fight, knowing he would become dependent on us for the first time in his life. In his weakness, he made my sisters Dianne and Mag stronger than they ever thought they could be. He showed his Grandchildren how to really help others in their time of need without being asked. And we all learned how wonderful, kind, and generous our friends and family really are. We're so lucky to have Vivian, Dot, Pat and Kevin, the softball girls, Tef, Celine and Michael, and David. They fed our souls and our bellies at a time when food had no meaning and we were running on empty. Uncle Gary and young Gregory sent over food, too. It wasn't the steaks or fine Italian cuisine you were always known for, but it certainly speaks highly of this young man.
Our Dad has his Peggy. Each of us kids remember the moment when we realized he loved her in a way we hadn't quite noticed before. Not the grabbing/kissing stuff; we didn't know the word for it then, but we now know it as devotion. Commitment. An intimacy that couples share when they are truly part of each other. Needless to say, we could not play one parent off the other; he always took her side. It's pretty cool to have somebody always have your back like that.
Mom knew things weren't okay for a little while. There were a couple of weeds out front. The coffee wasn't started. He couldn't empty the dishwasher. He got quiet about his decreasing energy, and he denied pain when she saw through him. These months were so hard, and the only thing he said that vaguely sounded like a complaint was near the end of September when he first went in the hospital bed: "I hate this". That's it. No moaning or groaning, just the fact, "I hate this". He never called us for help. He tried every day to do things for himself. From a healthcare worker's perspective, this is the true sign of toughness. After he got admitted and hydrated in the hospital, the jokes came back. I doubt the oncology staff expected him to rally into a comedian so close to the end, but it certainly put us at ease, especially since Kelly and Bridget both work there.
He taught us the right way to do things before the Internet. It was great to have someone who could walk you through how-to emergency home repairs - putting up swimming pools, finding good roofers, hiring safe electricians, using your common sense, and recycling. That's a little joke for my Mom, since we're all compulsive recyclers except her. We're gonna get her on the bandwagon. We promise, Dad.
He was blessed with grandkids living in his neighborhood. Shannon is always working at Pat's. Michael and Greg dealt with so many emergency remote control fixings - after he pushed every button and then called - they could have started a home business. And here comes MaryKate and her little dog, visiting 'just because'. And Sean-Patrick, who watched his Pop change before his eyes every day over lunch: if you ever wondered why you were at that job Sean, look no further than getting to hang out with Pop and Gram when they needed you the most.
He blessed the grandkids with talents that skipped a generation. Meg and Sara can sing some Ella, but only if no one else is listening but him. Allison is still drawing, and it reminds me of every 95 I ever got on a project at school. Dad would draw a beautiful Blessed Mary/Holy Family for me, and made the cover look good. Stick people didn't cut it at Saint Anselm's, not even in the 1960s...
He taught us love of country, and some love of country music, too. He taught us to go to church sometimes on Saturdays, but always on Sundays. He taught us to put your money where your beliefs are, that way you'll never be wrong. Saint Anselm's Parish graduated and married all his children, so it's only fitting we're here today, joining together to celebrate his wonderful life.
Tim probably said it best: "It's been an honor and a privilege to be your grandson". Or his granddaughter; his son; his daughter; his brother; his family; his friends. And, most importantly, his partner through life.
Thank you all. Good-bye, Daddio.
October 13, 2011
Love you Dad. Hope you are happy and free of pain. Thanks for all you have done for my family. You will be in my heart and thoughts forever.
I will take care of Mom.
My heart is truly broken.Until we meet again may God hold you in the palm of his hand.
Mag
Linda & Billy Kriner
October 10, 2011
Although Harry tried to be scary, everyone knew he was a teddy-bear on the inside once you spent some time with him. We know he loved his family and how much his children and grandchildren loved him. He was a wonderful, crazy guy and will be missed by all. Prayers going out to Peggy and the whole family.
Michael Hood sr
October 7, 2011
Dear Peg and Family, Harry was not just my Father in law,he was a father and Friend to .me And a very Special grampop and person who made me laugh and told it like it was.Were all going to miss him so so much. Love Mike, Michael And Greg.
October 7, 2011
Dear Peg & family--Harry was a great
person--we loved him & will always
remember him--Bob & Betty & family
MICHAEL SR
October 7, 2011
Dear Peg and Family,
Harry was not just my Father-in law he
was a father and Friend to me. and a very special person and gran pop who made us laugh. And told it like it was. Were going to miss him so much.
Love Mike ,Michael and Greg.
Gerri Hampson
October 7, 2011
I am so lucky to be a part of such a great family...We have so many wonderful memories...I love you Pop you, you always treated me like I was the special...and you gave me your chair when no one else was aloud to sit in it...YOu are the best!!! "That man is a success who has lived well, laughed often and loved much; who has gained the respect of intelligent men and the love of children; who has filled his niche and accomplished his task; who leaves the world better than he found it; who has never lacked appreciation of earth's beauty or failed to express it.; who looked for the best in others and gave the best he had. LOve ya Lots Gerri
Lil Baskerville
October 6, 2011
Aunt Peg, Kathy Harry, Dianne Maggie and Richard,
I'm lost for words. I'm so sorry for your lost. My Godfather was a wonderful man. I'll never forget how he would check my glasses to see if they where clean or not and how i got to do it to him...and the look on his face. it was priceless. The memories. Boy alot of great ones.Memories are something that can not be taken from us. I'm sure by now he is with my dad having a nice cold one, catching up.
All my love to all of you....
October 6, 2011
Dear Aunt Peggy and Family:
So sorry to hear of Uncle Harry passing.
I will always remember his smile and the way he always joked around and teased everyone. You are all in our prayers. May he rest in peace .
Love Debbie Greenhalgh Mercer
Mike Ference
October 6, 2011
If there was ever a Man to emulate, Harry Hampson was that Man. I am honored to a part of this great Family he has left behind. I will miss him so very much.
Eileen Grimmer
October 6, 2011
I'll always remember sitting behind him in church and the way he always tortured my boys, which I loved by the way. The neighborhood will be missing a good guy who could pull off a doo rag with the best of them. xoxox
SALLY& DENNIS RYAN
October 5, 2011
DEAR AUNTPEG AND FAMILY, WE ARE VERY SORRY FOR YOUR LOST,WE ARE SENDING OUR LOVE AND PRAYS.I LOVED AND RESPECTED UNCLE HARRY. PLEASE REMENBER TO TAKE CARE OF EACH OTHER.LOVE SALLY AND DENNIS
Robert T. Schuck Local #19
October 5, 2011
Please accept my deepest sympathy.
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