This very special baby boy came to live with our family when he was 3 months old. It was October 1983. There'd been a family meeting about whether we could take on this responsibility. Did we want another sibling? Could be cope with being a family with a Down's Syndrome child? The answer a resounding YES!
He enriched our lives every day this boy. Mischeivous and funny, stroppy and moody, loveable and occasionally narky. Lover of tea towel flicking and ousting you off your seat on the sofa. Mine sweeper of alcoholic beverages. Pincher of biscuits.
That pretty much describes him his whole life. He never lost his childlike innocence. Held no malice in him. Charmed every person he met.
Sadly this little boy didn't live to see his 30th birthday. My lovely cheeky baby brother passed away in the hospital on 15th June (3 weeks before he hit the big 3-0). Such a sad loss of such a gentle, funny, loving soul. I'll miss him always. Rest in Peace little man.