Gary, my son , my mate .

Created by smurfeeb 9 years ago
Gary, I can not begin to tell you how much I miss you son. Friday evenings will never be the same, we would talk openly about many things. I loved our time spent on the river Dee where we would travel to that little place we claimed as our picnic spot. The journey to south stack light house on the dinghy was fantastic, we were more like children than adults laughing at our near misses. Gary I love you so much, my son, my friend XXXX Dad.