Robert was my first born, I brought him up mostly alone
as his father worked abroad, I taught him to the best of
my ability to be a up right standing person, to be honest,
respectful, and genuine.
I would, tell him if he was wrong, and didnt agree with him,
but if he was right i would back him to the hilt,
he was taught to be caring of others, and help when
He was also brought up to be a free spirit,
to not be suppressed
or suppress, but to stand up for his rights,
gee he saw me do that
many a time.
He had this talent of making you smile,
you couldnt be angry with him for long,
as he grew he developed, a huge personality,
and a caring for people that came from his heart,
just been around him made you buzz,
his sense of humour was next to none,
he played in a pool team that donated each year
money to charity, and he was a great sports person,
his younger days were spent playing football in a local team,
and swimming in races for a swimming club,
he loved camping and weekends away..
He did his apprenticeship as a engineer,
and worked for an engineering company for some time,
he then went to university to enhance his skills,
on the whole he lived life to the full.
He was adored by all who met him, he had a knack,
of making his friends, friends of friends so they multiplied,
I adored him, and was very proud of him,
he was always there for me as i was for him,
he was a special person, his name will live on,
he will never be forgotten by the many friends he had,
and i his mum will as always carry him in my heart.
The post office today, if you look to left, where the post box is
you can see in the corner where Robs friends are still putting
flowers there for him, the street to the right is where the murderer
ran from with the sword under his coat, to where Rob was stood
talking to a friend in a car doorway, a close family member
spoke to the friend who was there when it happened and he
expressed when talking to Rob he saw the murderer,s head
bobbing up and down behind Rob, obviously trying to jump to
put the sword in Robs back, then he saw the sword dripping
with blood, Its very hard to believe this happened at all
never mind in broad daylight in a busy road, people were
in shock, one of the young men who helped, is recieving
counselling, and a lady who helped Rob, was an eplileptic
she died some days later from the shock, I was at home
not knowing until the phone call that my son was drawing
his last breath.
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Reading your wonderful comments i have noticed its mentioned a lot
how i have coped.
I didnt cope at all at first but had alot of support from Robs friends and family, but still had long times alone
with my own thoughts, doing this site has allowed me to put my feelings into words, its took me over a year to do it, just
sat and wrote, and let my feelings out, had to stop many a time because it became too emotional for me, but the feelings came,
im still not 100% per cent, but am a lot stronger, I still however have times when i feel, as if im stood in a crowded
room, but alone, trying to go forward but looking back,
I have had dreams too vivid dreams, and woke up crying, one of the worst emotions was, my other son Graham, came
home one night, he is a lot quieter than Rob, he said to me, mam you are not going to beleive this but i know what i saw,
he was walking home with a friend past the cemetry, and he saw Rob walking in there, looking at him, Graham said mam it was
him, he was looking at me, he had told his friend said to him can you see that, but his friend saw nothing.
I said to Graham ok, tell me what he was wearing, Graham didnt know what Rob had on the day it happened, he discribed
Robs clothes exactly that he had on the day it happened, I froze on the spot, went all tingly, my first instinct was
to go out and look for Rob, that he was lost somewhere out there, mixed with feelings that he wasnt here, the most strange
feeling i have ever felt, it lasted for 3 days, hence the dreams searching for Rob.
I was never really a big believer in spirits, skeptical about the issue, but i am a witness to things that ive
seen and heard in my house, and i can say with out a doubt, Robert is still around, i will, write these experiences, later
theres quiet a lot of them, Barb.