| Location | Leicester |
| Age | 58 years |
| Date of Birth | 10/1943 |
| Date of Death | 10/2001 |
| Visitors | 578 since 27/07/2007 |
| Creator |
Brian was born the only son of Stanley and Hilda walker.in october 1943
he grew to be a loving child,especiall.y close to his mum.He loved sports particulery cricket which he played for different teams during his school years an.d afterwards local club teams .He grew to be a very handsome
chap who girls really fancied he never new it though he couldn;t spot a come on at all,I should know he was my friend and my girl friends would get me to fix a date up with him.I fancied him myself like crazy but i didn;t think he was interested in me like that.Till one day he rang me at work and asked if i would go with him to skegness for a day trip with friends as he liked me not the ones i was setting up for him ,yipee.After eleven months together we married and went on to have four lovely daughters Karen lorraine ,lisa and Helen.although he loved his daughters Brian wanted a son we decided to foster boys with a view to adopt,and along came Edward three years old and very troubled,and we eventually adopted him .and then along came Micheal who we fossterd for 11 years .Brian always had a soft spot for children and the elderly showing at times great tenderness.
Brian could be out spoken and blunt with a bark far worse than his bite,but we loved him. Then after 34 years together i noticed when he was sleeping that i could hear an awful bubbleing sound coming from his chest,I new he wasn;t up to par,so I persuided him to go to the docs,there began another long story,but eventually he was diagnosed as having mesathelioma,a cancerous decease caused by asbestos, which he came in contact with while taking on a extra job to cope with the cost of our growing family.
Brian was given just nine months to live after diagnosis,those months were filled by the pulling together as a family,he was mainly nursed by myself and his girls particular,he fought bravely and with dignity, always ready for a fag and cupper when Brian died he was surrounded.
by his family who loved him more than words can say.he remains today as much loved as ever and the big hole he left in our lives cannot be filled.always in my heart darling,from daisey.
birthday
loving you with all my heart,and thinking of all the happy times we shared together,there is still an empty space beside me Bri love always daisey
birthday
Today your birthday Brian is a day when I wish with all my heart that i could kiss and hold you ,and share your 66th with you.I Love and miss you so much my husband,keep my side of the bed warm my man ,I Will come to you later love alway,s daisey
my love
It.s eight years today when my life fell apart,you my love dying in my arms,but i see you in our children and grand children,your never more than a thought away my love.i love you as much today as ever.stay close and wait for me my lovely husband ,night god bless xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
holday
I have just come back from fuertaventuria Bri ,the last holiday we had together with karen and steve. I stared daily at the entrance where we stayed Bri wishing you were with us again.thinking of you my love and i miss you so much god bless my lovely husband till we meet again,loving you alway;s
What can i say about my fave uncle..lol
Whenever he laid his eye's on me,that was it,i was done for,lol,his fave mickey taking was my "Red Knickers",they were my fave ones but had no elastic in them,and plenty of holes,and he never let me forget them,even has i grew up,how embarressing!!
I use to love going to my aunt and uncle Brians house in my dinner time from school,and show them my cooking,and guess what,UNCLE BRIAN laughed at me,and use to say he didnt want to eat my cooking!!but he did!lol
Cant wait till i see you again,cause im wondering after all this time what you have in store for me this time.....lol
Miss you
Dawn xx
Simply the Greatest
We never really understand the concept of loss until we lose someone. I now know the pain emptiness and the vast hole in your life that it leaves behind after losing someone who to me was simply the greatest Dad. To care for someone so close knowing that the end was so near was the hardest thing ever I will undertake in my life but I would not have changed one thing. The most precious gift of life was given to me by two wonderful people one of them who I speak of today.
Dad it doesn't get easier it just reminds us of how much you are loved and missed every day. To hear a word, feel the rub of the head and the reassuring knowledge that the taxi to the hospital carrying the cargo of your grandchildren to be,no-one else was worthy of the task. All of these things Dad are the memories I hold so dear.
You're loved always and will never be far away from any of us.Big hugs and Love from Karen, Steve, Daniel, Emma, Jodie, Joe and someone you haven't met Leoni your great grandaughter!! xxxx
all ways in our thoughts and hearts
seven years dad still hurts as much as ever you are never far from our thoughts ,miss you so much xxxxx
love you and miss you lots grandad xx amy adam liam xx
Smiling
Dear Dad, not a moment passes when you're not thought of, we smile and remember good times as they are our treasures far greater than wealth. No one takes them away and they keep us close to you. We love you dearly and hope that as another year comes to close that you are happy and we will see you soon. its your round says Steve and he's got the chalk for the rematch! God bless ya Dad we miss you always.xxxxx Karen Steve,Daniel who's a daddy to Leoni, Emma,Jodie,and not so little Joe.xxxxxxxxx
this poem says it all
stop all the clocks cut off the telephone
prevent dogs from barking with a juicy bone
silence the pianos and with muffled drum
bring out the coffin let the mourners come
let aeroplanes circle overhead scribble in the sky our great dad is dead
put white bows round the necks of doves
let traffic police wear black cotton gloves
you were our north our south our east and west
our working week and sunday rest
our noon our night our talk our song
we thought youd be here forever
we were wrong
the stars are not needed now put out everyone
pack up the moon and dismantle the sun
pour away the ocean sweep away the woods
for nothing now can come to any good.
this poem captures how empty i felt when you died dad
and how life had little point even the beauty of nature could not fill the emptiness in our hearts and lives
my heart still aches for you everyday
i miss your reassuring rub on my head love you and miss you see you soon dad.xxxxxxxx
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