Farewell Anne Bronte Farewell to thee! But not farewell To all my fondest thoughts of thee: Within my heart they still shall dwell And they shall cheer and comfort me. Life seems more sweet that thou dids't live And men more true thou wer't one; Nothing is lost that thou dids't give, Nothing destroyed that thou hast done. Departed comrade Lucretius Departed husband, father, grandfather, brother and friend Thou redeemed from pain Shall sleep the sleep that kings desire in vain: Not thine the sense of loss But lo, for us the void That never shall be filled again. Not thine but ours the grief. All pain is fled from thee. We are weeping in thy stead; Tears for the mourners who are left behind Peace everlasting for the quiet dead.

Good memories of Alan growing up. He was a proud head boy at school and had his writing printed in the Cheshire Life Magazine. When he was 17 -18 he decided to join the R. A. F. He trained on the Wirral and we went to his passing out parade at Hoylake. I remember him cleaning his boots with polish and water to get a good shine. Another great experience was going with him to LE-MANS 24 hrs staying with a French family while we were there.

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