Yesterday Dirty called me to tell me a mate of ours had
taken own life. Sarge; you were a
great mate, but most of all a true aussie larrikin. You were larger than
life always a huge smile on ya face and a stubby in hand. You knew how to give and take a flogging. Built like a brick shithouse hard as nails
but a soft side to match. Worshipped
your kids! You could drink piss like a
champ. Drinks at Flannies and the Pint
will never be the same. When it
turned to shit you would be there, broken hand or not.
We will never get to ride together on your first
Harley. I won’t get to show how great a
dog Harley has become. No more jokes,
SMS or BBQ’s. I don’t understand what
drove you to this, but I hope you now have the peace that you couldn’t find in
life. I just can’t believe you are
gone most of all at your own hands!
WHY!
REST in PEACE
SARGE
GBNF
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