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Tim
very understandably chose to return to the family home at Cusworth
for many reasons - lock, stock and Tinklybell. He wanted people
around him whom he loved for when things might get really worse.
His parents Anne and Michael ensured that Tim did indeed find the
love and devoted care that he needed within his own family...a place
unpressured and comfortable after the difficult times.
Even
as late as November, around Christmas, Tim picked up quite a bit
following an operation on his liver, always with the positive hope
that that is the one organ in the human body able to regenerate
itself cleanly. He certainly picked up, because he managed to get
to see the Rovers again, and get out and about with his mates...have
a few lagers. He was quite determined to be able to stand, as a
supporting adult and Godparent and be Godfather to Jessica and Nathan...that
was another achievement for Tim.
Tim's
early death is indeed a tragedy - not only because he has died so
young, but because of the very many positive aspects of his character
that perhaps only those closest to him knew about. Now I can only
give you a snapshot of Tim Jacobs, the man you knew and loved so
well...and I'm sure that you will all have your own memories of
Tim that you will cherish and continue to share with each other.
Be assured though that these memories will live on in the hearts
and minds of his family and friends for much, much longer than the
grief and bewilderment you may be feeling here this afternoon.
Remember
Tim with joy, not in sorrow! Remember Tim with happiness - for I
am sure he would prefer it that way...
Carl
Robinson and Mark Jacobs then give their speeches (read
speeches)
What
I recommend now is can we observe just a brief period of silence
- during which each of you can remember Tim Jacobs as you knew him
best in your own personal relationship with him. And anyone here
present - you who have a religious faith - you might like to use
the moments for your own private and personal prayers. So I will
ask you all to bow your heads while we observe the customary minutes'
silence...thank you.
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