Last revised 17 April 2008
This site has been established to enable distant relatives and friends to share Ian's journey.
Please send comments and contributions to:       bruce@bowditch.info

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Ian Walter Bowditch
9 March 1939 – 25 February 2008

We have lost a dearly loved and loving husband, father, grandfather, brother, uncle,
father-in-law, brother-in-law and friend.

This severe loss was not unexpected but that does not lessen our pain.



Approximately 5 years ago, Ian was found to be suffering from Lewy Body Dementia.

Unlike the usual forms of dementia, Lewy Body Dementia combines the motor impairments of Parkinson's with dementia-type symptoms.

The symptoms include physical symptoms such as slow movements, stiffness of limbs and difficulty walking and mental symptoms such as fluctuating confusions and agitation together with memory and thinking difficulties and periods of unresponsiveness.

Lewy Body sufferers experience these physical and mental symptoms simultaneously and
with progressively increasing severity. Lewy Body Dementia is not a hereditary ailment.

Information about Lewy Body Dementia and associated symptoms is available at these links:
      Lewy Body Dementia Association
      Alzheimers Australia - Dementia with Lewy Bodies




Eulogy
The two-part eulogy was delivered by Brian Mitchell.
A letter from Maria's family in Holland was read by her sister, Clasina.




Ian’s Early Years
Contributed by Bruce



Ian was born on 9/3/1939 at Parramatta, NSW.
He was the second child of Walter and Alison Bowditch.
Bruce was born at Hornsby on 15/6/1936.

Walter was a cook before enlisting in the Royal Australian Air Force on 1/8/1938.
His service record indicates that he was a chef at the Grand Hotel, Bowral, NSW. Walter was discharged on 4/6/1946 with the rank of Flying Officer.

Prior to marrying Walter, Alison helped her parents with the running of hotels and large rural homesteads.

The family moved to Brisbane shortly after Ian's birth because Walter was transferred to the Archerfield Airforce Base in Queensland.

Gail and Tony were born in Brisbane on 14/9/1940.

Then aged 25 and with four children under four years, Alison was encouraged to move to New Zealand to live with her parents for a couple of years. Alison was able to help them with the running of an accommodation lodge and they were able to offer practical support with the very young children. The lodge was located in the heavily forested centre of the North Island.

By the time he was 2 years old, Ian was a very robust and adventurous toddler. His uncle George called him "Bullfrog".

In 1942, Alison travelled with the children and her parents to Melbourne and they eventually rented a house in Selwyn Ave, Elwood.

Michael was born on 5/6/1946.

The children’s father left the marriage about that time and Alison and her children continued to live as a family unit with her parents thereafter.

The family purchased their Elsternwick home in the early 50s and settled there permanently.

The children developed many lasting friendships during their school days at St. Columbus Elwood and Ian enjoyed being an altar boy at early morning masses. Alison was determined to give her children every opportunity. All five children completed their secondary education at CBC St Kilda and Star of the Sea, Gardenvale.

In his primary years, Ian joined the 7th St Kilda Scout Troop and participated in the whole range of adventure activities that were available. Other activities included playing around the Elwood canal making boats from corrugated iron – they never floated for very long but that did not stem Ian's imagination.

It was about this time that Ian started to display an interest in cooking. When Alison and her father visited a Scout jamboree on an open day, they discovered that Ian was rostered for kitchen duties and had established himself as the head cook. He told his mother that he had devised a perfect way to make tomato soup. All that was needed was some boiling water, a couple of onions and carrots, and a very large bottle of tomato sauce.

Ian was to have more opportunities to hone his cooking skills at later times whilst living away from home as a batchelor and later still when he became a whiz with the family Sunday roast.

When Ian acquired his first bike he started to deliver newspapers. The modest income enabled him to buy electronic magazines and he developed another interest. Ian tinkered with crystal sets, shock coils and other electronic devices. Sometimes to the anguish of his siblings who had been tricked into holding bare wires.

The prospect of an adventure always tempted Ian. On one particular occasion Ian was offside with his grandmother, Nan, and was sent to bed very early. Coincidentally, a touring circus had pitched their tent at a nearby park and a little later on the same night Nan decided to give Gail and Tony a treat. Part-way during the evening, volunteers were invited from the audience to ride a bareback donkey. Ian was the first out of the blocks. When the riding sequence was over, Ian disappeared into the crowd. Upon returning home, Nan and company found Ian safely asleep in his bed. Nobody ever knew whether he was exhausted by the adventure or a much better actor than anybody could have anticipated.

In later years, Ian confided that he had visited the same circus on an earlier night and had volunteered to hold a cigarette in his mouth until it was flicked away by a stock whip. The cigarette disappeared but Ian was flicked on the cheek. He passed off the red mark as being the result of a spill in the backyard.

Another incident, which was often recounted at birthdays, was about the day the other children took little Michael to the beach in his pram. Unfortunately, the pram, with Michael inside, rolled off the Elwood Angling Club jetty, necessitating a rescue that was accompanied by much shrieking. Afterwards, they wheeled him up and down in the wind until he was dry. Nobody blinked an eye when Mum wondered why Michael’s pants were damp upon their return home.

Ian was always active. He never lounged about. Hobbies, social activities and odd jobs absorbed his leisure time. The last of these provided the funds necessary for the former but he did manage to save some handy sums for bigger expenses.

During his student years at Melbourne University, Ian was in great demand as a debutant partner. Besides being a gracious, charming and witty companion, his stature and stance assured that he was a perfect complement for any beautifully attired young lady. But he was nowhere near as popular with taxi drivers. On debutant nights, it was rare for Ian to get under the shower before the taxi driver knocked on the door. On one occasion when the door was opened by a family member, the taxi driver simply said "Oh no! Not him again!!".

It was during the student years that Ian determined to possess motorized wheels and after much research purchased an Austin 7. The purchase required some mechanical massaging and needed to be towed home. Ian steered the Austin 7 very well until the narrow wheels were trapped by some sunken tram lines. The steering wheel had to be turned so hard to escape from the tracks that, when the car did jump free, it turned so sharply that it rolled. Neither Ian nor his pride was hurt and his thirst for adventure remained undaunted. Ian knew that his acquisition only required a changeover body. Do you know of anyone else who has been able to roll a car whilst it was being towed?

Ian and Bruce were both involved in the Melbourne University fencing club. Both were awarded Full Blues for their intervarsity exploits but our adventurer extended himself. Ian maintained his interest in fencing when he moved to Brisbane and was subsequently selected for the Tokyo Olympics. Because it was not a prominent sport, team members were required to fund a large portion of their Olympic expenses. Ian was very industrious but, uncharacteristically, he was becoming pessimistic about his ability to reach the financial target. Once again, he was rescued by his natural optimism. In this instance Ian ventured a significant portion of his personal savings on the stock exchange. It was a volatile period - even more so than today. But in this instance, an oil exploration company struck black gold and the value of his investment shot through the roof. Our hero never looked back.

The two older brothers were obliged to participate in the National Service program. One elected to go with the Army but Ian elected to be with the Air Force.


A few personal comments from Bruce

Ian had the best intellect and was the smartest thinker of our family.

He was always creative, keenly aware of the company at hand and quick to inject a decisive, well directed and well humoured comment.

Ian was always a gentle man. He was always compassionate and considerate.

I travelled with Ian for almost 69 years. The last 5 years were a torment for him but he maintained his dignity and his respect for others.

Ian's sense of adventure never flagged. He was always optimistic, enterprising and courageous.

Ian was always there for others and he was always prepared to extend himself for people he respected.




Ian’s Years with Maria and His Children
Contributed by Maria


Ian and I met in November 1962 - just eight days after I arrived from Holland for a two year working holiday - at a welcoming party organized by my sister, Clasina. He was doing articles with Henderson and Ball, a law firm in the City.

Ian had a way about him and his gentleness towards me made me feel I was safe with him. We became friends immediately, mainly through correspondence as we were both doing our thing and travelling.

Ian went to work for the Crown Solicitors Office in Brisbane. At Brisbane University he continued to enjoy fencing and from there a team was formed preparing for the Olympic Games in Tokyo, 1964. I saw his photo in the newspapers a few times, when the Olympic Games were featured, and he looked very alright to me.

After Tokyo he returned to Victoria and tried his hand as a junior at a Country Legal Practice in Rochester, but was tempted by a position becoming available with the Australian Government, to go to Nauru Island as a Legal Officer and help with the drafting of the Constitution of the fledgling Republic before their Independence. He went to Nauru in May 1966.

I had returned to The Netherlands at that stage, but with an engagement ring on my finger.

I went to meet Ian in Nauru and we were married within two weeks in November 1966. It was an exciting time for Ian and for the Nauruan people. We remained on the Island for four years, doing much travelling by ship back to Canberra, initially with our first born Anna and later her baby sister Lisa joined us.

In 1970 we returned to Australia, hoping for a more settled life in Elsternwick where Ian set up a small legal practice, first from home and later in a small shopfront on Glenhuntly Road. James and Rowena were added to our family, and after settling in Sandringham in 1975, Clare the baby of the family was born. Ian took up lecturing at Footscray Institute of Technology to supplement our income.

We experienced great sorrow with the illness and death of our Rowena in 1980. Holding close together eventually the pain grew less but love did not.

In November 1983, Ian was able to fulfill his dream of going to the bar, after reading with Peter Murley, He loved the life at Owen Dixon Chambers, on Peter Roberts' List. The challenges, freedom and independence suited him.

Ian was very versatile and could set his hands to anything. Whenever asked for help he always said ‘yes’ before knowing how to do it, and then did it. He was never mean-spirited, respectful of everyone - especially clients who were most needy. He was their champion and he is ours. He made us laugh.

Once when Ian and I did our special Saturday lunch shopping in Coles - getting the goodies - we split up. He was getting the bread and I the salami, olives, etc. I took quite a while and he started looking for me, saw me in my blue and white outfit near the meat counter, where he didn't expect me to be and whispered very close "Hi gorgeous, what are you doing in this part of the woods?". A startled lady dressed in blue and white looked back at him in horror. He got the fright of his life and looked all flustered when I got to the checkout. The lady joined us in the queue. I winked at her and said "I see you had a bit of excitement with your shopping."

He would come out with little comments like - "The Age, very generous, you get a free puzzle every morning" - while wrestling with the plastic wrapping.

Ian could change the engine of a car, with the help of a pulley over a tree branch in the driveway in no time, dig up drains and fix all manner of things around the house. I remember we regularly got blocked drains until he replaced them, and he used to go all the way to Ormond to hire the unblocking machine with the big snakes connecting together, getting it on the trailer. Once he came back with the trailer and found the long snake missing. He had to search all the way, finding it at last at the railway crossing where it had dropped off.

Another day he worked all Saturday to put a flywire door in the front. He was so proud. I said "Should it not have a little cross bar so we can see it?" He said "No, it should be alright" A few minutes later we were going to mass; as the sun was setting, and Ian walked straight through the flywire wrecking the whole door. We laughed until we cried.

Ian played the guitar in earlier years. He learned to play the violin in his fifties. He loved Irish music and we visited County Clare in Ireland where his grandmother came from. We learned Greek dancing together, so we could dance at Greek weddings. He would drive the kids anywhere they wanted to go. Very undemanding, never throwing his weight around.

Even in hard and worried times, Ian knew he was loved by his Creator and trusted all would be alright in the big scheme of things. We said a little childlike prayer together every day, offering the day to God. He had said that prayer every day from his childhood and taught it to me. Then he would be out of the door in a flash to Chambers.

Ian stayed at the bar until his illness in 2003. His greatest challenge yet.

For the next five years, in the most difficult circumstances, he met that challenge in a most courageous, gentle and patient manner.

The children and I and the family were heartbroken at the limitations he worked under, yet his absolute goodness always stayed there like a beacon for us all.

Even in the last very difficult weeks he generated so much love in all of us. We stayed very close - James, the girls and I sleeping on the floor or on camp beds close to him. His brothers Bruce, Tony and Michael, his sister Gail, and my sister Clasina visited every day. Like us, they didn't want to leave him.

We are so glad he is set free now from the restraints of his illness and feel very privileged we were so loved and have him as our hero always.




Ian Bowditch
Contributed by Brian Mitchell


Doreen and I have known Ian and Maria for over 25 years.

We will remember Ian as:
      - A man of integrity
      - Always ready to help others
      - Having a twinkle in his eye for a laugh and quick wit
      - A man of faith and loyal to his church
      - Never far from Maria
      - Proud of his profession
      - Prouder of his family

He was a man whose family
      Loved, honoured and respected him all the days of his life.
He goes to his Maker knowing this

A fortunate, good and most loved man indeed.



Family Letter from the Nederlands
Read by Ina Griffioen - Maria's sister


Lieve Marianne

Wij, mama,broers en zusters zwagers en schoonzusters willen jou en de kinderen en een ieder die Ian heeft lief gehad condoleren met het droeve verlies.

Wij hebben Ian leren kennen als een lieve en bescheiden man die zich zelf nooit op de voorgrond plaatste zijn vrouw kinderen en kleinkinderen waren hem alles dat was waar zijn leven om draaide. Het heeft ons dan ook veel verdriet gedaan dat juist Ian met zijn scherpe en intelligente geest dit lot moest treffen God heeft hier zeker een bedoeling mee gehad al kennen wij zijn bedoeling niet. Wel moet God hem hebben liefs gehad want hij heeft Ian zijn vrouw Marianne zijn kinderen,kleinkinderen,broers , zuster ,schoonzusters en zwagers gegeven ,die hem allemaal bij deze ziekte in zijn waarde hebben gelaten en hem hebben bij gestaan in deze vreselijke moeilijke tijd.

Wij, mama broers en zusters willen ook ons zusje bedanken,in deze zware tijd heb je late zien wat ware liefde is Marianne wij zijn trots op je,en blij dat je ,ons zusje bent.
Het is in deze droeve tijd heel erg dat wij niet in persoon bij je kunnen zijn,maar het geeft ons veel troost dat Ina en Jan ons vertegenwoordigen,en heel blij dat je zoveel steun hebt aan je kinderen , kleinkinderen, en alle andere dierbaren Wij hopen dat het geloof in God en in al het goede je hier doorheen zal helpen,Heel veel sterkte Schat.
Wij wensen een ieder die Ian zo node zullen missen heel veel sterkte toe, wij zijn in gedachten bij jullie.
Mama,broers en zusters,zwagers , schoonzusters, neefjes en nichtjes.



We, Mama, Marianne's Mother, and all Ian's brothers and sisters in law, and their children, send their condolences to all whom have loved Ian.

We knew Ian as a modest and gentle person. He always placed his wife and children first. That is what he lived and worked for.

It saddened us greatly, when Ian with his sharp and intelligent mind, had to suffer this disease that so affects the mind.

God works in mysterious ways, and we cannot always see the reasons why. But God must have loved Ian nevertheless because He gave Ian, Marianne, his children, grandchildren and an extended circle of family and friends, who each in their own way have helped and sustained him in this extremely difficult time.

We, Mama and brothers and sisters, would like to say to my daughter and sister Marianne. You have shown, especially during the time of Ian's illness, what true love is. We are proud of you,and are pleased that you are our daughter and sister.

We hope that your belief in God will sustain you in your grief, and that He will bless your children and grandchildren.
We send you our love and are with you with our thoughts and prayers.

Your mother and brothers and sisters.



Notices


BOWDITCH, Ian Walter John
Most beloved husband, father, grandfather and father-in-law
entered eternal life earning his crown of rubies on February 25, 2008.

Magnificent man, my love.
Thank you for 41 years of kindness and unselfish love.
I have that forever.
- Your Maria.

Beautiful, patient, beloved father of Anna, Lisa, James, Rowena (dec) and Clare.
Deeply loved Opa of India, Ben, Phoebe, Xavier, Ned, Poppy, Tom, Asha, Oscar and Elijah.
Beloved father-in-law of Tim, Michael and Marty.
We are so very, very proud of you, and so sad to be without you here,
but glad you are now truly free with God.
Forever grateful for so much loving and excellent care given by Sandringham Hospital
and Bethlehem Hospice staff and the love given by family, friends and neighbours,
Carers Respite and Movement Disorder Clinic, Kingston, Royal District Nurses,
Sandy Council, SPAS, Rejuvenation Care and MECWA staff.
A good man indeed.



BOWDITCH, Ian Walter John
Loving and dearly loved brother of Bruce, Gail, Tony and Michael.
Much loved brother-in-law and friend of Tricia, Paul (dec.), Dulcie and Roslyn.
Much loved uncle of Paul, Rachel, Luke, Andrew, Sean, Clinton, Brendan and Emma.
You were always there for us and we for you.
You fought so strongly but your long, hard journey is now over.
Rest Peacefully Dearest Brother



BOWDITCH, Ian
Much loved brother and friend.
Now in Gods Care
Love
Michael and Roslyn.



BOWDITCH, Ian Walter John
Much loved son-in-law of Jan (dec) and Annie van 't Wout,
and brother-in-law of Henk (dec) and Lyda, Clasina and John,
Peter and Mien, Lia and Ger (dec), Cees, Jos (dec) and Nanny,
Ludy and Ruud (dec), Frank and Angnette, Ruud and Hetty, Verry and Helma,
Ton and Janny, Anja and Frank.
And Uncle of John, Michael, Monique, Joyce, Peter, Anita, Jos, Peter Jr.,
Sandra, Marco, Eric, Petra, Anja, Debbie, Cindy, Fanny, Wesley, Yvonne,
Joyce, Jarno, Linda, Aram, Rick, Jimmy, Marissa and Ilse.

Most from the Netherlands and some at times invaded your life.
Thank you for your hospitality, love, care and guidance.
You will be sadly missed.
Ian you have enriched our life.



BOWDITCH, Ian.
Deepest sympathy to Maria and
family on the passing of your
beloved husband, father and
grandfather. We all feel for your
loss and shall always be here for you.

Much love. The Browns.



BOWDITCH, Ian.
It is with sadness we extend our deepest sympathy to
the family of Ian.
He will be deeply missed by all and
was a valuable member of List “P”.

_ Nicholas Green QC Chairman
_ Counsel of List ``P.
_ Peter Roberts and Staff.



BOWDITCH Ian
The Chairman and members of the Bar extend their deepest sympathy
to the family of Mr Ian Bowditch
who died on February 25, 2008 after a long illness.

Ian was admitted to practice on April 1, 1963 and
signed the Roll of Counsel on November 24, 1983.
Ian practised at the Bar for nearly 25 years before he retired in 2003.
He will be sorely missed by friends and colleagues.



Tuesday 26 February 2008
Obituary – Ian Bowditch

It is with deep regret that the Bar Council informs members of the Bar of
the death yesterday after a long illness of Ian Bowditch.

Ian was born on 9 March 1939 and was admitted to practice on 1 April 1963.
He signed the Bar Roll on 24 November 1983 and read with Peter Murley.

Ian practised at the Bar for nearly 25 years before he retired in 2003.
He will be sorely missed by friends and colleagues.


BOWDITCH. Funeral Mass
for the repose of the soul of
Mr Ian Walter John Bowditch
will be offered at Sacred Heart
Church, 13 Fernhill Rd,
Sandringham on FRIDAY
(Feb. 29, 2008) at 11.00 a.m.
The Funeral will leave at the
conclusion of Mass for burial at
Cheltenham Memorial Park,
Reserve Rd, Cheltenham.
Rosary will be recited in the
above Church THURSDAY
EVENING (Feb. 28) at 7.30. p.m
Flowers are welcome or
donations may be made to
Alzheimers Australia or
Parkinsons Vic. Inc. Envelopes
will be available at the Church.




A Mass in Thanksgiving for the Life of
Ian Walter John Bowditch



Born:  9 March 1939 
Entered Eternal Life:   25 February 2008 
Sacred Heart Church, Sandringham
Parish Priest:   Father Frank O'Loughlin
29 February 2008



Entrance Hymn:   Eagle's Wings

I have carried you on eagle's wings.
I will care for you in your years.

My heart is full of peace.
You have been within my life.
Your guiding hand has always covered me.
I am full of confidence in you.

My soul is like a child
Cradled safe within your arms
You have carried me across my years
Leading me through sorrow and through joy

Never need I be afraid.
No matter how uncertain things may be.
Sometimes thru' me, sometimes in spite of me,
You seem to find your purpose in my life.


Introduction:     Father Frank O'Loughlinn

Eulogy:Brian Mitchell

Invitiation   for others to contribute a word about Ian

 
 
Song: Homage to my Dad and the ABC
(recording)
By Clare Bowditch






Opening Prayer

Into your hands, O Lord,
We humbly entrust our brother Ian.
In this life you embraced him with your tender love;
deliver him now from every evil
and bid him enter eternal rest.
The old order has passed away;
welcome him then into paradise,
where there will be no sorrow, no weeping, no pain,
but the fullness of peace and joy
with your Son and the Holy Spirit
for ever and ever.


LITURGY OF THE WORD First Reading
Read by James Bowditch

A Reading from the Book of Wisdom     4:7-15 + Ps 22

The virtuous man, though he die before his time, will find rest.
Length of days is not what makes age honourable,
nor number of years the true measure of life;
understanding, this is man's grey hairs,
untarnished life, this is ripe old age.
He has sought to please God, so God has loved him;
as he was living among sinners, he has been taken up.
He has been carried off so that evil may not warp his understanding
or treachery seduce his soul;
for the fascination of evil throws good things into the shade,
and the whirlwind of desire corrupts a simple heart.
Coming to perfection in so short a while, he achieved long life;
his soul being pleasing to the Lord,
he has taken him quickly from the wickedness around him.
Yet people look on, uncomprehending;
it does not enter their heads
that grace and mercy await the chosen of the Lord,
and protection his holy ones.
This is the Word of the Lord.
All – Thanks be to God.


Responsorial Psalm     Ps 41:2-3; 42:3-4; R- Ps 41.3

R)      My soul is thirsting for the living God:
when shall I see him face to face?


 
Like the deer that years
for running streams,
so my soul is yearning
for you, my God.
           ................ R)

My soul is thirsting for God,
the God of my life;
when can I enter and see
the face of God?
           ................ R)

O send forth your light and your truth;
let these be my guide.
Let them bring me to your holy mountain
to the place where you dwell.
           ................ R)
And I will come to the altar of God,
the God of my joy.
My redeemer, I will thank you on the harp,
O God, my God.
           ................ R)





Second Reading     2 Corinthians 4:14-5:1
Read by Tom Duggan

We know that he who raised the Lord Jesus to
life will raise us with Jesus in our turn, and
put us by his side and you with us. You see, all this
is for your benefit, so that the more grace is multiplied
among people, the more thanksgiving there will be
to the glory of God.

That is why there is no weakening on our part, and
instead, though this outer man of ours may be falling
into decay, the inner man is renewed day by day.

Yes, the troubles which are soon over, though they
weigh littler, train us for the carrying of a weight of
eternal glory which is out of all proportion to them.

And so we have no eyes for things that are visible,
but only for things that are invisible; for visible
things last only for a time, and invisible things
are eternal.

For we know that when the tent that we live in on
earth is folded up, there is a house built by God for
us, an everlasting home not made by human hands,
in the heavens.



Gospel Acclamation

Gospel

A reading from the holy Gospel according to Mark 12:28-34

One of the scribes came up to Jesus and put a question to him, 'Which is the first of all the commandments?' Jesus replied, 'This is the first; Listen, Israel, the Lord our God is the one Lord, and you must love the Lord your God with all your heart, with all your soul, with all your mind, and with all your strength. The second is this; You must love your neighbour as yourself. There is no commandment greater than these.' The scribe said to him, 'Well spoken, Master; what you have said is true: that he is one and there is no other. To love him with all your heart, with all your understanding and strength, and to love your neighbour as yourself, this is far more important that any holocaust or sacrifice.' Jesus, seeing how wisely he had spoken, said, 'You are not far from the kingdom of God.' And after that no one dared to question him any more.

This is the Gospel of the Lord.



ALL:     Praise to you Lord Jesus Christ


Homily
Father Frank O'Loughlin


Prayers of the Faithful
Bruce Bowditch, Tony Bowditch, Gail Stocker, Michael Bowditch, India Robinson

Dear Lord.
We think of our family in the Netherlands , who love Ian and cannot be here, but are holding a vigil for him at this time.
We also think of Rachel in England and Andrew.
Bless them Lord in their grief for Ian.
Lord hear us.

Dear Lord.
We remember those of our clan and all we love, who have gone before us to you.
Especially our Rowena, Mum and our fathers, Nan,Pappy, Paul,Henk,Jos,Ruud,Ger, Geraldine and John.
May they be even closer to you through this Holy Mass.
Lord hear us.

Dear Lord.
Comfort Maria and the children, the grandchildren, the siblings and all here present in this deep sorrow of Ian's death.
Thank you for Ian's love and protection over all these years.
Lord hear us.

Dear Lord.
Bless the organizations and carers, friends and neighbours , who were there for Ian and his family, escpecially over the last few months.
Victorian Bar, Dr. Bill Walker, Father O'Loughlin, Dr. Bruce Day, Proff Elsdon Storey, Dr. Hecht,
Bayside Carers Respite, Sandringham Council,SPAS, Rejuvination Care, Royal District Nurses,Movement Disorder Clinic,
Kingston, Sandringham Hospital and Bethlehem Palliative Care.
Lord hear us

Dear Lord.
Bless this land and its people.
Protect our children's souls in your Love.
Bless those who are ill or sorrowful on our parish, especially those, who are lonely.
Let them feel your Love, and keep Opa very close to your heart.
Lord hear us


LITURGY OF THE EUCHARIST

Procession with the Bread and Wine
To be brought up by Ian's Grandchildren


Offertory Hymn:       Balm in Gilead 
  Led by Fay White 

There is a balm in Gilead
to make the wounded whole
there is a balm in Gilead
to heal the sin-sick soul.

Sometimes I feel discouraged
and I think my works in vain
but then the holy spirit revives my soul again.

(chorus)

If you cannot preach like Peter
If you cannot pray like Paul
You can tell the love of Jesus
Who died to save us all.



COMMUNION RITE

Lords Prayer (sung)


Communion Hymn:       The Lord is my Shepherd

The Lord’s my Shepherd, I’ll not want;
He makes me down to lie
In pastures green; He leadeth me
The quiet waters by.

My soul He doth restore again,
And me to walk doth make
Within the paths of righteousness,
E’en for His own name’s sake.

Yea, though I walk in death’s dark vale,
Yet will I fear no ill;
For Thou art with me, and Thy rod
And staff my comfort still.

My table Thou hast furnished me
In presence of my foes;
My head Thou dost with oil anoint,
And my cup overflows.

Goodness and mercy all my life
Shall surely follow me;
And in God’s house forevermore,
My dwelling place shall be.



Reflection Song :   Meet me in the Middle of the Air  
  (recording) 
  Paul Kelly and the Stormwater Boys



FINAL COMMENDATION and FAREWELL

Song of Farewell:       Micah’s Theme

Refrain:

Hear then what Yahweh asks of you:
To live justly, to love tenderly,
And to walk humbly with your God.

1.  I have come that you may have life
And have it to the full.
 
2.  Ask and you shall receive,
Knock, and it shall be yours.
 
3.  Father, your kingdom come,
May your will be done.
 
4.  Take up your cross and follow me,
You shall share my life.
 
5.  I am with you always,
Till the end of time.
 



Prayer of Commendation

Recessional Hymn:     Alleluia (African style) 
  Led by Fay White 

Ian was carried by his son James, brothers Bruce, Tony and Michael, and sons-in-law Tim and Marty.








From Abandonment to Divine Providence
by Jean-Pierre de Caussade.(17th Century)

‘All creatures live in the hands of God. By our senses we can see only the action of the creature, but faith sees the Creator acting in all things. Faith sees that Jesus Christ lives in everything and works through all history to the end of time, that every fraction of a second, every atom of matter, contains a fragment of his hidden life and his secret activity. The actions of created beings are veils which hide the profound mysteries of God.

There is never a moment when God does not come forward in the guise of some suffering or some duty, and all that takes place within us, around us and through us both includes and hides His activity. Yet, because it is invisible , we are always taken by surprise, and do not recognize His operation until it has passed us by.

By faith our hearts are raised with the joy of nearness to heaven. Every moment reveals God to us. Faith is our light in this life. By it we know the truth without seeing it, we are put in touch with what we cannot feel, recognize what we cannot see, and view the world stripped of all its superficiality’.










The Bowditch family would like to thank you for your kind support and prayers during this time.

Our very deepest thanks to those of you who have helped Mum care so beautifully for Dad these past months and years.





High Altitude
(for the late Ian Bowditch)

Your deft touch defused exploding egoes.
Your gentle ways merited the title of gentleman.
Me, I remember you as a man of unfailing decency.
Your lastborn has honoured you in a song
whose airplay evokes and prolongs
the memory of a man
whom neither death nor disease shall conquer.

Nicholas Green
1 March 2008



Postscript
What an interesting man he was and what a great fortune to all who have been part of of his life.
Thanks for sharing this with us.
My prayers from this side of the world will reach the same destination as yours.

From Lidy, Canada



We met Ian shortly after he first became ill.
I did however come to know him best through his adoration of Ned, then Poppy & Tom.
I watched in amazement how he communicated with Ned especially, they had a unique connection.
As Ian’s disease became more serious, he still shared the same passion for his children and grandchildren, although it may not have been able to be spoken.
I watched him at family birthday’s of Ned & Poppy where his stare for all 3 & his amazing daughter Lisa
filled my eyes with tears.
He so wanted to talk, play and comfort them, I truly believe this.

Natty


Ian experienced a torment that none of us could have anticipated and he never deserved.

Click the link to download the booklet as a pdf file.

Ian's Thanksgiving Mass Booklet