
| Location | Leamington Spa |
| Age | 17 years |
| Visitors | 14,617 since 31/01/2006 |
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Jack Macleod, was last seen on Adelaide Bridge, Leamington Spa, on 4 December 2005. 31 days later
Jack was recovered from the River Leam on 3rd January 2006. We miss him dreadfully and each day
brings continued pain and suffering to all those who knew and loved him.
The following words were written by Jack's dad - Ewan Macleod who shared an extremly close and
special realtionship with Jack. Jack loved Ewan and referred to him as his "best friend" and of
course.......Dad.
"There is not a person I know who ever said anything other than positive things about him. It is
his shyness, yet his ability to engage with people, his manners, his smile and his inability to
offend. Wherever Jack goes he is known. Never thrusting himself upon the crowd, but quietly
allowing people to find him, he had a confidence in his own ability to judge who and what he wants
out of every situation".
"He won't let you down, he will never pass you by, he will never judge you. That is why everybody
feels that they own a part of Jack. He is wise beyond his years. Adults have always warmed to him
because he has a face that is never sullen and can quickly turn to a smile. He does things at his
own pace, you can't make him hurry. He's not slow to tell you he loves you or someone else."
Jack's Dad, Ewan Macleod.
Still not a day goes by without me thinking of you mate. Time may be a healer, but it's a lousy amnesiac. Life down in London is different, you would've loved visiting I reckon. Not sure if you're hooked up to the internet where you are now, but if 88% of the world has an internet connection, then i'd wager that Heaven does too! If you're still on dial-up up there then have a word with the Big Man and tell him to fork out for a high speed connection ;-)
Either way, you'll know that it's a comfort having you to think about when I need strength to deal with some of the things that make life tricky.
Always in my heart bro.
"Tom-iss Haaaaall" (as the younger you would say).
Behind the curtain.
Weird isn’t it when they are no longer there,
You half expect them to come down the stairs,
You wish you could see them, hear them, hold them.
You know some thing’s just not right
You still say things the same,
Like calling out or saying their name,
Like laughing at times all gone by
And still having a bit of a cry.
You want to change that single day,
That time that they went away,
But know they are always here with you,
Just behind a curtain we can not break through.
They laugh and cry just as we do,
Just behind a curtain we can not break through
turkie
off for another holiday to turkie, brings back lots of good memories,miss you ever time we go hope your watching. love you .uncle alan shaun danny and of course aunti bibs.
hold my hand
these are my memories of jack macleod, there close to my heart but i will say them out loud.his angel face and his curly blond hair,his good nature way and his skin oh so fair.i would hold his hand tight as i walked him from school holding his hand was jacks mums golden rule,now jack has gone to that play ground in the sky i will remember his smile and try not to cry....with love to you all bridget xxx
3 Long Years
Jack - we think of you this evening as we remind ourselves that it will be 3 years tomorrow since you were laid to rest and rest you must. We look to the coming months to provide us with the answer as to why. Love you always, Aunty Siobhan, Uncle Alan, Shaun & Danny xxx
merry christams
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x ..All the best for 2009..x
With Love Mum and Dad
Have you news of my boy Jack?
Not this tide.
"When d'you think that he'll come back?'
Not with this wind blowing,and this tide.
'Has any one else had word of him?'
Not this tide.
For what is sunk will hardly swim,
Not with this wind blowing,and this tide.
'Oh, dear,what comfort can I find?'
none this tide,
or any tide,
Except he did not shame his kind-
Not even with that wind blowing,and that tide.
Then hold your head up all the more,
This tide,
And every tide;
Because he was the son you bore,
And gave to that wind blowing and that tide!
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