Oldest immigrant Eric King-Turner dies
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New Zealand's oldest immigrant, 104-year-old Eric King-Turner, has died in Nelson.
Mr King-Turner was 102 when he left his home near Southampton, England, to move here with his New Zealand-born wife Doris, now 90, with whom he had lived in Britain for 12 years.
The retired dentist arrived in Wellington on the Saga Rose cruise ship in February 2008 to a media frenzy.
Mrs King-Turner met her husband while researching her ancestry. Despite sharing the same last name they were not related, but decided to meet anyway.
Mr King-Turner's first wife Joan died in 1991 and Doris's first husband in 1993.
The couple toured New Zealand together for two weeks when they realised they were in love and decided to marry.
Mr King-Turner suffered a stroke at the Mapua, Nelson, home he shared with his wife, and died in Nelson Hospital on Sunday.
- NZPA
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such a lovely story of a happy couple.sad Eric has passed but what a life 104 years old,u cant complain about that,frm the sounds of things he lived his life to the full.
Sad to hear the news. RIP Mr King-Turner, kia kaha Mrs King-Turner.
What a cute man - I hope his last years here were the best. xoxo
He had a good innings, bless. Heart felt condolences to his wife Doris and family. Rest in Peace Eric. :o)
"Welcome Home"
So swt:-)
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I knew Eric and he was indeed a lovely man. He and his first wife Joan (whom we always called Ming for some reason) lived in the same road as us when my father was posted to the Royal Naval Base in Singapore just after the war. Bill (as we called him) and Ming became very good friends and in fact Bill was my dentist when I was growing up. He was an immensely kind, sensitive, gentle man with a bright mind right up to the end. I last saw him just after his 100th birthday when my brother and I visited him and Doris in their Hampshire home. They lived on the first floor and Bill almost cantered up and down those steep stairs. We all went over to the pub for a celebration lunch and while we were there, he booked his next celebration event!
Deciding to emigrate at 102 was typical of Bill and he said he didn't want to get to 105 and wish he'd done it when he was younger. While they were on the Saga Rose they attended computer lessons so Bill and I exchanged e-mails after that. After they arrived I didn't hear from him for about six months and feared the worst. Then an e-mail arrived apologising for not being in touch but explaining that they had been busy moving house! At 103!
The last e-mail I received from Bill was about his memory of the news that the Titanic had sunk. He remembered it vividly. He had been 7 at the time and a woman they knew in the village where they lived had survived. He remembered her saying she heard a huge explosion when the boiler blew up but Bill said in his e-mail that it was more likely to be when the ship broke in two.
I feel privileged to have known such a lovely man.