My Grandma,,, she was an awesome lady, lost her husband as a result of gassing in the 1st world war, then remarried and he was also a sufferer from the same thing. She lost her son in WW2. She brought up 6 boys pretty much on her own. She had no schooling to speak of and actually started work when she was 10 years old. She never drank, never swore and never said a bad word against anyone. She was beautiful person, much loved and still missed (she passed Boxing day 1979) I miss her every day.
I admired... H ...as he was called by the lads, always lead from the front a real inspiration, died in a foreign field rip
Mine is slightly different. I would say my life long best mate. We are chalk and cheese. He is everything i am not. A well grounded good hearted family man. Works like a dog but is never fazed. 40 years now. He is always the first i speak to and vice versa.
A thirty something year old man encounters the most intriguing women for the first time. "You remind me of my third wife," he states. Some what taken aback by his statement, she replies "Oh yeah, how many wives have you had?" "Two," the man answers.
What a truly heartwarming thread this has been and great to know that people are most impressed by decent ordinary family members. I'd half expected some responses to be about famous people and it's great to know you're not that shallow. I've had, and still have, some great mates who know I'd do almost anything for them and think they'd be the same. But there's something about family that's a cut above ..... I've really enjoyed reading about some of the incredible people you've mentioned.
exactly why comments should not be about lost family members ,for me its the big button you do not press ever.
^^^^ expects forgiveness for his own **** ups but keeps dragging up this one, hell bent on ruining every thread with his personal agenda.
I already do. One rule for Stu, the rest have other rules, cos he goes and says sorry to his imaginary friend in church.
MY dad for being a man, but my lad for being the cheerful little fellah he is despite everything that life has thrown his way. Had about a dozen operations and has over a yard of scars on him, but he smiles at everyone through and through. Bloody superstar!
My son, Adam, is my 'hero' We've just returned from 3 weeks in Florida, and he made it a magical holiday simply because he's Adam When we first had him 23 years ago we were told that 'little things' that he did would make us more proud than a 'normal' child would, doing similar things. We didn't really understand at the time, but we soon started to believe what we'd been told, and he really is 'special' . . . . he's very outgoing and 'full of himself' and he was 'the star of the show' on quite a few occasions during this latest visit to Mickey Mouse land (as he was last time, and is on every holiday) A few on here know him, and what he's like, and will understand, at least partially, what I mean, and, although he's hard to deal with/look after at times, I really can't imagine life without him He's made me go to League Cup games that I didn't really want to go to, 'cos he doesn't understand that the Mickey Mouse cup isn't that important, but I'll never begrudge taking him 'cos I love him even more than I love S.A.F.C. Anyway, although some will not understand, I am having to stop myself from crying whilst typing this . . . . that's what kind of effect he has on me when he gets special attention from the 'stars' at the Disney/Universal etc. theme parks and other shows in Florida (as well as other places) just for being himself My Adam p.s. it was lovely to see lots of disabled people working at the theme parks, and other places (like Florida Mall)
