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R.I.P. Ken Winterbottom.

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Ken Winterbottom ,      born Sharrow,    lately of Dinnington,     died on Friday August 9th.            Rest in peace.

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As I recall Kenneth he was a stout lad whose father, I feel pretty sure, worked on the trams and made model boats. One of the gallants of Sharrow Lane Juniors ! I think he also, like many of that generation, started his education at Denby St nursery.  Recalled, remembered and respected. 

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You've got it exactly right David.            Thankyou for that.

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Very sad to hear of Ken's death. I have some good memories of him. I went to Sharrow Lane Juniors with him until I left aged eleven to go to Nether Edge. We lost touch for about three years, but Ken started knocking about with me and Roger Walker and one or two more around the ages of fourteen, fifteeen and sixteen. We used to go up to his Dad's allotment behind the woods on Hutcliffe Wood Road. We would open the hut there and lark about for hours. If it was cold we would light a fire in the old Salamander stove. As we got a little older we would often take our girl friends along (all innocent stuff at the time!)

Another good memory was when Ken, Roger and me went camping by the river at Calver. We never dreamed of asking the landowners permission, though as it happened we weren't there long enough for him to come across us. We had just put a big pan of potatoes on the fire to boil, when there was an almighty crash of thunder and the heavens opened. It battered our makeshift tent down and flooded us out. Everything was soaked through, so we packed up and came home. When we got back to Sheffield, we found that large parts of the city had been without power due to the storm. I remember that Ken was bitterly disappointed that we had to cut the trip short, and we promised that we'd have another bash. We never did though.

I've got a photo of us all later that Summer at Roger's sixteenth birthday party, it shows a very happy group of lads and lasses. Golden days!

Once again very sad to hear he's gone. I remember him fondly as a very pleasant, easygoing happy lad.

R. I. P. Ken. 

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