My words from Friday……

Justin meant many things to many different people. He was a son, husband, father, freemason and colleague. For me he was my friend. I first met Justin when he joined the Ambulance Service, we spent many hours together on shift, my abiding memories are of two middle aged men laughing like school boys and going around to see Claire for some home made cake when on standby in the ambulance.

In someways we were different, Justin was quiet when I was noisy, he was calm when I was excitable and he was relaxed when I was boisterous, however we did have many similar traits and values. We both understood what patriotism and duty meant, we strongly believed in the concepts of honesty, loyalty, integrity and honour.

I choose to believe that Justin became my friend because we complimented each other and that we were content in each other’s company. I know I choose Justin to be my friend for a very simple reason, he made my world a better place.