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The Gentry Gentry Day 2026 – Dedications & Tributes | Charlton Athletic (A) | Saturday 11 April | 20th Anniversary

The Gentry Gentry Day 2026 – Dedications & Tributes | Charlton Athletic (A) | Saturday 11 April | 20th Anniversary

In memory of my Dad, Peter Kilgariff, who passed away on 23rd March 2026.

Dad was a Preston North End supporter from the 1950s — a time when Deepdale was the centre of the footballing world. He held a season ticket for many years, and even as dementia gradually took so much from him in his final seasons, he still went. Still turned up. Still a Lilywhite to the last.

Gentry Day feels like exactly the right moment to remember him. A man who gave decades of loyalty to this club, long before loyalty was fashionable.

Rest in peace, Dad. Always with us. 💙🤍

Sincere condolences to your family. I always enjoyed meeting Peter he had a great sense of humour and we shared a love of PNE and music.
 
My Dad , Brian Rigby who passed away on the 23rd of December 2021 , bled North End , missed a handful of home games in 60 years and saw North End at over 130 grounds , still miss those ‘ North End ‘ talks , going to away games is the toughest but I’ll wear the Bowler tomorrow in his memory and all of the Gentry up above.
My love of the club stems from him , the early days of the sweet shop on the corner of Watking street Road , the leaky West Stand , the Wagon Wheels on the club coaches , the delight at the odd away win , Southend away on a Tuesday , thanks Dad , I was so fortunate ❤️
 
Just want to add my dear late mother in law Pat Langshaw nee Collins.
Born 1932 in Charlton next to The Valley (13 Ranson rd) SE7.
1 of 11 kids of which 5 put into Barnardos in 1935 aged 3 after her mum passed.
Ended up at Edgworth childrens home near Bolton then eventually came to Preston to support us in the 80's.
Came on a few North End games and will be thinking of her tomorrow.
 
My dad, Bob Pilkington, who died in February 2024. All he wanted from a PNE perspective was to see me watch PNE in the top flight. It sadly wasn’t to be. Still waiting for glory dad.

And my mum. She used to tell me and dad that we were wasting our time watching The Wooden Tops as she called them. They’d continually let us down she’d say. They’d never win anything. She said it with a smile because she knew we enjoyed it.

She died 29 January 1994. The day we lost to Kidderminster Harriers.

You weren’t wrong, mum. You weren’t wrong.

🤍💙
 
I can cite a few names. There is my old mate Frank, who bellowed the words PRESTON NORTH END at the top of his voice through the window of the bus taking us to a pre-season friendly in Southport in 1967 and probably woke the whole town up - I suspect if you listen today you might still hear the echo.

Most of all it has to be my dad with whom I started attending in the first half of the 60s. He actually had a heart attack walking home through Holme Slack in the late 80s but recovered and carried on attending till 2007. The last match he attended was the 3-0 home defeat by Colchester early in the 2007-08 season a sad ending for someone who had seen Sir Tom playing - he left at half-time not because of how the team was playing but because he simply just did not have the strength to continue. I suspect that as he walked from the STFS round the back of the Kop to catch the bus back to Brookfield he realised it might be the last time he would ever see the North End play. He passed from this life a couple of months later on the day before Alan Irvine's first match in charge. But, as I have said here before, he supported this team through all its ups and downs until he quite literally no longer had the strength in his body to continue doing so - that is what real fans do.

Finally I suppose there is one figure who we all ought to remember even if he wasn't actually a fan - Alan Ball Snr, who actually coined the term 'Gentry'. He got us out of the old 3rd Division at the first attempt and for a couple of seasons afterwards kept us mid-table or so back in the 2nd Division. I suppose in truth he was a lower division manager a bit out of his depth even in the second tier but we should be grateful for what he did for us and his sacking in the end was a bit brutal. Someone who thought we should have given him a bit more time was my dad who was a pretty astute judge of footballing ability - perhaps we should have done so.
 
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