My precious Mum.
Here is my final letter to her
It is a handwritten letter, that I didn’t mail, because she had had a stroke, and was soon passing away. So, I kept it, and I read it out loud, and sent it to my brother as a voice note, and they played it for her to hear, through the bleary blackness of the coma she was in. I laid it on her hands, as she lay in her final resting place, and its with her now, in the grave.
A Tribute page to my Mom
This page includes a link to a video my brother Glenn and I created together.
Mum’s Final Days
Dorthy
There is a strange little story from my bus driving days, that involves my Mum.
Running Down Vimy 