My dear 'baby' brother died 3 years ago with a brain tumour aged 54. He battled for 7 years and was stoical and brave right up to the end never losing his sense of humour. He was such a gentle soul with many friends and loved by all who knew him. He was the best brother I could ever wish for. His funeral was the saddest day of my life but was so beautifully conducted by a minister who'd known him for forty years. As we come round to the anniversary of his death I'm missing him all over again. Whenever he rang me he'd say 'Ello mate! Only me'. What I'd give to hear that again.
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