Maggie was born Margret Rose Dangerfield on 26th January in Kettering General Hospital, Northamponshire. She was the 2nd daughter of Olga and George Dangerfield, her sister Carol Anne died of pnuemonia 10 months before Maggie was born. Maggie had a hard fight to come into this world because her mother had a serious toxemia illness which meant she had to stay in bed in Kettering General Hospital for 3 months prior to Maggie being born. She eventually came into this world weighing 9 and half pounds and had to wear mittens for a while because her fingernails were so long, also because she was so plump did not feed for the first four days. Her early years were spent in Rushden, Northampton shire before the family moved to a new bungalow in Kettering Road Northampton where she went to school and although not especially academic loved sport, especially hockey and told me in later years that she still had her original hockey stick. Over the years Maggie was presented with 3 sisters, Denise Mary, who sadly died of a brain Haemorrhage at the age of 38years, Tereasa and Angela and like all siblings they had thier ups and downs but generally got on pretty well. Maggie started work and met Christopher Reid, a budding assistant school caretaker and a love affair started which was to last till she died so tragically. It was not all plain sailing for either of them and they had thier share of throwing things at each other in frustration mostly. I recall Chris ringing me up after one of thier fights and said to me "Dad come and sort your bl***y daughter out" to which I replied " Chris she is your wife _ you sort her out" , he rang up later in the day to say to say they were OK and when I saw them a couple of days later they were all over each other like a rash. They certainly had a very lively love life. Eventually Jason and Samantha were born and over the years became very close both to each other and to Maggie and Chris. Maggie worked at several jobs, sometimes running two or three jobs at the same, time in order that the family could have most of what they wanted, she and Chris made a good if sometimes tempestuous life together. When I heard that Maggie had got cancer my first thought was 'oh no, not again' I had already lost two daughters; and as you now know Maggie died aged 53 years, losing the fight, and she did fight so hard, against that terrible disease. May she rest in eternal peace and I know I shall see her again in Heaven Maggie's Dad