Tuesday, 8 July 2014

8 July 2014








On the 8 July 1984 my son was killed in a car accident.  He was a back seat passenger in a car which was overloaded with youngsters and went out of control.  The other youngsters all survived with minor injuries.

He was 17 years and 9 months old when he died and even though it’s now 30 years since his death, he will always be loved and remembered by his family and friends.





















2 comments:

  1. I can't think that pain ever goes away. I'm so sorry.

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    1. Thank you. You're right and a few tears have been shed again today.

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