Gareth Nicholson, remembered by his friends
Having seen Gareth's homepage it brought many memories back. I can only confirm from the depth of my heart that Gareth was an exceedingly generous man. One one occasion before our departure to Kenya I was having trouble finding a place for myself and my girlfriend to stay (we had 5 days leave) so Gareth offered me his spare bedroom (he had only just married Lorraine at the time): While in Kenya we were advancing down a mountain when Gareth stepped on a thorn which penetrated not only his boot but also his foot. I stopped, took his boot off and helped him down the mountain. Only a trivial event, but these things stay in your mind for life. He was always fair, tolerant honest and in a perpetual good mood. Everyone loved him, they always will. Nobody had a bad word to say about him, he was that king of guy.
I myself grew up in Bridgend, where Gareth comes from. During the Easter festivities I happened upon a woman who was at a church meeting in my mother's house. We fell in conversation about teaching and the merits of such, when she mentioned that she had actually taught Gareth at school.
How small can the world be?
Martin King
Contributing to the Garden of Remembrance
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