Dedicated to the memory of Steven Lockett
Steven passed away peacefully at home on Thursday 11th if May aged 67, after a long battle with Progressive Supranuclear Palsy. Sadly missed and beloved husband of Amanda, proud father of Connor and Emma-Jane, father-in-law to Rosalind and Brendon, and Pops to Baby Raven. Much loved by family and friends, will be greatly missed but never forgotten. Steven’s wish was for a private cremation and donations in his memory to PSP association via this website.
Recent Donations
11 months ago
Connor Lockett (Son)
I would like to make a small donation as appreciation to PSPA in my Father's memory, namingly the Hampshire Support Group. The greatest asset to the group is how uplifting it is to the morale for all who have or can relate to this rare and isolating disease. I know that they have been a very supportive and caring group of people that kept him smiling even in the toughest times. I will be forever grateful to the Hampshire Support Group for this.
£100.00 (+ £25.00 Gift Aid)
11 months ago
Sue Lockett and family.
In memory of my Brother Steven Martin Lockett. Much loved always remembered.
11 months ago
Trudi, Casey and Jake
£50.00
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Dad, I could not have wished for a more caring or loving father, you always did everything you could for us. I only have fond memories of our many years together as a family. It was heart wrenching to watch you struggle in recent years, it is comforting to know that you are now free of your pain and suffering. Although you are not here in person, you will always be in our minds and hearts. Love you Dad.
Connor Lockett (Son)
16th June 2023
Thank you for setting up this memorial to Steven.
We hope that you find it a positive experience developing the site and that it becomes a place of comfort and inspiration for you to visit whenever you want or need to.
Sent by Chris White Funeral Directors on 30/05/2023
I am I and you are you, whatever we were to each other that we still are.
Speak to me in the easy way which you always used.
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
Life means all that it ever meant, it is the same as it ever was.
Extract from a poem by Henry Scott Holland