Craig Anton Johnson-Slack
A childhood friend,
We grew up on same street in East Dene.
Lot’s of memories i will hold dearly. Messing in the derelict house on our street and in the jungle on backs of the gardens. Going swimming to Mowbray gardens and you doing a big massive bomb in pool trying to knock us off the floating mats that we would pile up and make forts out of.
When my dad was in hospital at Rotherham many years later and i ran into you (after not seeing you for a few years) and there you was in your nurses outfit. Even then you cheered me up, Back then you was always the life and soul and it seems you never changed.
R.I.P My friend.