Graeme Henry – Handley and Anderson Funeral Services

Date of Funeral

June 2, 2023

HENRY - Graeme Baird McKenzie
With great sadness we announce
the sudden and peaceful
death of Graeme Henry on 24/5/2023.
A much loved spouse, father,
grandfather and friend.

Obituary
Condolences

The Funeral Service for Mr. Graeme Baird McKenzie Henry
was held at Handley & Anderson Chapel, 3085 Loch-Wonthaggi Road, Wonthaggi
on FRIDAY (June 2, 2023) commencing at 10.30am.
A Private Cremation will follow.

Click on the link below to watch Graeme’s service.
https://www.dropbox.com/s/o4vew0a6lc7t16d/GRAEME_HENRY.mp4?dl=0

Condolences(4)

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Robert Butterfield says
May 28, 2023 at 12:39 am

Goodbye old friend from long ago – my best mate at Grammar and back in Trinity College days when we were young and untried.

Your sudden exit stage left prompts in me long buried memories of golden times spent deep in conversation about books, music and our bright, beckoning futures. The intervening years may have sent us on our separate ways, but those early times of innocence and togetherness remain engraved on my brain to this day.

My condolences to those who came to cherish you at the end, long after our earlier intimacy had faded away.

Bob
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daviddewhurst says
May 29, 2023 at 11:44 am

So sorry to hear this sad news of Graeme. We’ll b e thinking of you and the family Doris. David and Jenny
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Warwick James Henry says
June 2, 2023 at 12:53 am

Uncle Graeme was always kind, gentle, warm and welcoming. I loved his smile and his laughter. He could be loud and funny, or quietly shining his love, always the centre of his beautiful family and clan. I always knew he cared about everyone. I will deeply miss him. I feel for lovely Doris, his kids, grandkids, all his wonderful family and friends. hold onto each other in your great loss.
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Anna Henry says
June 2, 2023 at 8:41 am

Dearest dad,

Thank you for comforting and sheltering me with stories when I was very small, for holding my hand, for playing the fool and making me laugh, for the fun Zorba dancing, for buying my first guitar, for hypnotising eels and chasing an octopus around the car, for peaceful drives on the Great Ocean road and the high speed race on Fraser Island, for cosy campfires and fresh barramundi, for forgiving me more times than I can count, for showing up for me more times than I can count, for being vulnerable and honest when we talked about the difficult truths, for helping Murray catch his first fish, for letting Ivy beat you at cards and for laughing when a little key lock box outsmarted both of us.

You didn’t always talk a lot, which was a puzzle to me given you knew all the words and the great stories and poetry. Even without words, the meaning was clear.

I love you, I’ll miss your twinkly eyes, I’ll never forget your mischievous grin.