Shownotes Transcript
Good morning everyone. Now that wasn't much of a response actually. I'm terribly nervous up here. I'm liable to fall down those steps, forget what I'm supposed to be saying or suddenly say would the bride and groom please come forward.
We're all in this together. I need your support. The family need your support. You're all here because of the admiration you had for this man. You had good thoughts about him. He was a good mate. You're all here to be a kind of a conduit from God to the family. So we need to know that we are in this together with a fair bit of enthusiasm. So let's start again. Good morning, everyone.
Well done class. We want to show our love and our sympathy to David's wonderful family. My crikey, I'll bet they've been amazed at the support that you've received and so you darn well should have.
For those of you I don't know, my name is Lucy Morrow. I am David's younger daughter to my lovely older sister Emily and to his incredible wife and my incredible mother Christine. In mining through Dad's things last week, I found a new prized possession. My Dad's handwritten eulogy from my beloved Poppy's funeral. No one said it better than you Dad, so in your own words: "I owe so much to my Dad. He taught me just about everything I know.
Dad taught us many life lessons. Find work you love, look after the pennies and the pounds look after themselves, and most notably, you don't need a long neck to be a goose. Ringing my dad is an involuntary reflex in my life. He has always been the first person I would call when something went right, and even more so when something would go wrong. So accustomed I was to calling dad, and at times oblivious to his work,
That's who the school called when I dislocated my knee on a jumping castle at the age of 15. After a few hours of sitting there, making small talk with my English teacher, wondering why he hadn't come, my sister appeared. Lucy, Dad's in Athens calling the Olympics.
Dad brought us up to be all the things I admired in him. To be hardworking, honest, have integrity, be graceful, value intelligence and academia, but most of all to love each other. In my mind, Dad, we will always be heading off to lunch at Otto and you'll always be the first person I call. Being your daughter will always be the greatest honour of my life. I love you, Dad, and I miss you already.
Good morning everyone, Mark Levy's my name. I've had the honour and privilege of working with David since 2015 at 2GB. I was asked last week how I would sum up the life and career of David Morrow, our great mate. For me it's simple. David was a New South Wales country boy who moved to the Big Smoke to realise his dream as a sports commentator. He ended up travelling the world and provided the soundtrack of a generation.
I wish he was still around to help with our Olympic coverage over the next two weeks because as we know Davey loved the Olympic Games. But if I know David, he'll have a front row seat somewhere in that main stadium over in Paris. While he won't be with us to cover the Games, Davey will be with us in spirit. I'll certainly be thinking of him when I'm broadcasting from our brand new Olympic studio. In fact, it gives me pleasure to announce this morning a very special honour for David Morrow.
I can announce this morning to the congregation that our Nine Radio Olympic Studio at Pyrmont has a new name. There's a plaque being installed as we speak. It reads, "The David Morrow Olympic Studio." I think it's befitting of this wonderful man.
Hello, my name is Matthew Thompson. I am extremely honoured and very humbled to be asked to honour the career of my treasured friend and irreplaceable colleague, David Morrow OAM. A few weeks back, I had an idea to help his legend live on. I asked David if I could take with me his binoculars to the Paralympic Games. And I've inherited a pair of binoculars that has zoned in on sporting champions across the world over many decades.
It also means David lives on at a ninth Olympic Games. Notwithstanding his magnificent career, the thing I'm most grateful to David Morrow for is his friendship. He had an unshakable belief in me. David, you leave the biggest of holes. It can't be filled. I miss you already. I wish this was different. My days at the footy will never be the same again. I love you and may you rest in peace.
Dear God, we pray for the work of the Mark Hughes Foundation. May they continue the wonderful work they do to support people diagnosed with brain cancer. Lord, hear our prayer. Dear God, we pray St George win a grand final and that the New South Wales Blues continue their winning form. Lord, hear our prayer.
Dear God, let us pray for David who fought bravely against his illness, that he may find eternal peace and rest in the loving embrace of God. Lord, hear our prayer. Lord, hear our prayer.
