Dad was born in Stepney, East London on 14 August 1937, the second son of the late Bella and Abraham (known as Pop), brother of the late Stan Palmer.
Dad was an active child who loved to play rounders, hopscotch, tag, football, cricket, gobs (or five stones, whatever that is) and picture cards. He also had hours of fun playing pinball machines.
Dad was an active adult who always kept himself fit and started playing squash in his thirties and later racquetball until well into his seventies and of course was a lifetime follower of the Spurs.
Dad met and later married our Mum, Irene. at Egerton Road Synagogue on 11 March 1962, and after some time and struggle had my brother Marc in 1968 followed by me in 1970 and finally brother James in 1974.
Mum and Dad gave us a loving family home, where we enjoyed happy childhoods, as part of a tight-knit family, seeing our grandparents weekly; they were central to our life, giving us a wonderful understanding of our heritage, and a loving multigenerational life.
I remember my childhood through festivals like Chanukah and Pesach, sitting around enormous tables, surrounded by the old and young, with lots of noise, food, and purpose. I remember going to watch the Orient with my brothers, visits to the London Dungeons, Blooms, Sharon’s in Gants Hill, family holidays and lots more besides.
a hard-working family man, with a very strong work ethic
Unfortunately, in November 2001 we lost our Mum, Irene, to cancer. However we were blessed with many years of her wonderful love and affection.
Dad has been blessed with many new Palmers, Marc and Sharon’s sons Jack and Harry, Sue and my two, Max and Ellie, and Laura and James’s children, Charlie and Isabella, all successfully making their way in the world, and I know Dad was super proud of them all.
Dad met and subsequently married Shirley in 2003, it was clear to all that they were both very much in love, and we could see Dad was happy again, which was wonderful.
Shirley brought Dad a lot of happiness. She has a loving, warm family. Her daughter and son, Anne-Sheryl and Paul gave Dad a lot of happiness, as did all their children, which Dad loved like his own.
Dad never tried to replace Shirley’s first husband, Ivan, but I know he did so much to try and help fill that void, and I know from my time with Shirley’s family, how much Ann-Sheryl and Paul’s children loved Dad, which is testament to his generous, loving nature.
Dad like most of the Palmers was a single-minded man, very sure in his thoughts and decisions. He was a hard-working family man, with a very strong work ethic, which has carried forward through us, and our children.
Dad lived a long life and was blessed with good health so none of us were prepared for the battle that he has endured over the last few months which saw him go into hospital in September.
When his grandson, my son Max, interviewed him for a secondary school project, he asked him how he would you like to be remembered, and Dad said, as a decent and honourable man.