Dedicated to the memory of Lee Evans; daughter to Jim and Jo Keefe; mother to Michael & Victoria Evans

This site is a tribute to Lee Evans, who was born in Ashford, Kent on May 20, 1956 and passed peacefully in her sleep on 11th April 2023. 

Lee was a remarkable woman, with the resilience and sense of character to still see the fun and light, despite extremely challenging circumstances.

She created a warm and loving home for her son and daughter, Michael and Victoria, in whose memories she will live strongest. Even though her last 20 years were housebound, this did not stop her from being an extraordinary comforter to all who entered her home.

Lee's gentle spirit and kind heart touched the lives of many. She always had a listening ear, a warm smile, and a hug for anyone who needed it. She made sure that her family felt loved and supported every single day, even in the most challenging of times.

We know that she is now at peace, free from pain and suffering, looking down on us beside her mother and father, who she so greatly missed. She will always be remembered for her unwavering love and her beautiful spirit.

Lee's legacy will continue through the love and kindness that she shared with the world, and will always be in our hearts and memories. 

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The Grandest Foal Author Unknown I'll lend you for a little while, my grandest foal, God said. For you to love while he's alive, and mourn for when he's dead. It may be one or twenty years, or days or months, you see. But will you, til I take him back, Take care of him for me? He'll bring his charms to gladden you and should his stay be brief, you'll have those treasured memories, as solace for your grief. I cannot promise he will stay, since all from earth return. But there are lessons taught on earth I want this foal to learn. I've looked the wide world over in my search for teachers true. And from the throngs that crowd life's lanes, with trust, I have selected you. Now will you give him all your love? Nor think the labor vain. Nor hate me when I come to take him back again? I know you'll give him tenderness and love will bloom each day. And for the happiness you've known, you will forever-grateful stay. But should I come and call for him much sooner than you'd planned, you'll brave the bitter grief that comes, and maybe understand.
Called for too soon x
17th May 2023
For you Lee.. Always There Are The Horses M. Adelia Ellis Ramey I ride because I rode as a child when life was simpler and somehow more complete. Only the whiff of a clean horse is needed to remind of days gone by. For always there have been the horses. I ride because of all the great horse souls who have shared their lives with me and taught me more than I can say. Their names and faces flash before me as old friends. I ride because of all the horses I shall never ride. Those I have watched and marveled at from afar for all their grace and beauty. This the stuff of a child's dream, the kind that doesn't die with time. Always there are the horses. I ride because the seasons call to me. Each unique in its appeal and all quite frequently best viewed from the back of a favorite horse. I ride because, of all things, horses are my passion. They inspire and encourage, energize, and challenge in ways I cannot explain to the un-initiated. I ride because of the rush of stretching one's self just a bit farther today than before, both mind and body. Always there are the horses. I ride because of those briefest of spans when the partnership comes to full promise. When the path twists and barriers fall, each footfall is measured and balanced between the two as a dance. There are no others - only this moment and this single step to ride. The memories of those times stand vivid in my mind to be recalled with all the freshness of the day at will and in times less grand. But if I must choose, I ride because I have dreams yet to live. I ride because I have dreams yet to have and what exactly they will be tomorrow I cannot say but always, there will be the horses.
Kim Randall
7th May 2023
Lee,I have know you for and been coming to care for you for 10 plus years,me rubie,James and ollie and Elliott who you had a little soft spot for prob because he is my only child that's not a little poo bum ha ha miss you so so much,even down to the texts,saying about England scoring a goal or can you get me a packet of fags ha ha, We have hold of so many memories of you and that I will hold close in my heart forever :) Even tho you was bedbound it wasn't just a job it was a pleasure to come to you every Monday, sometimes on a Tuesday if James was being a bugger ha ha, you always had a smile on your face even if you wasn't feeling it, Don't worry I will keep the faggot,mash,peas and gravy going as I love a faggot hehe, Everything I done in your room I done out of love for you,like Christmas decs, silly lights on your wall,and hanging string on ya ceiling so you could see your cards. May you rest your beautiful head to rest now and it's not a goodbye,but a we will meet again,love you lots ❤️
Donna
3rd May 2023
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