| Location | Preston |
| Age | 33 years |
| Cause of Death | Accident |
| Date of Birth | 01/08/1951 |
| Date of Death | 21/08/1984 |
| Visitors | 1,328 since 31/08/2008 |
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John Alexander was born in Blackpool in August 1951. He was the eldest of four children, brought up in Ansdell, Lytham St Annes. He went to Kirkham Grammar School and then read Physics at the University of Essex.
After working for the Post Office in London, he returned to Lancashire to work as a systems programmer for British Aerospace in Warton, near Preston.
After the death of his mother (his father had died when John was 18), John bought a house in Larkhill Street, Preston, and resumed friendship with Geoff Pape with whom he went to school. He developed a wide circle of friends, nicknamed "The Rabble", in Preston and enjoyed many times with them, down the Lamb & Packet and other pubs in the town centre, and most notably on annual holidays to the highlands of Scotland where he enjoyed walking, malt whisky, playing bridge and throwing a frisbee. John was a keen biker and looked forward to the long distance rides to Scotland, taking advantage of the wide open roads.
I met John through his youngest sister Sue, with whom I was at university in Birmingham. We got together as a couple in December 1978 and remained together until his death in 1984.
John was a very loving, witty, intelligent and thoughtful man, and a good friend to Geoff, Mary, Dave, Gill, Geoff Seed, Peter, Flora, Ian, Scaz, Viv, David, Trisha, Brian, Tricia, Colin, Lindsay, Steve, George and many others. He was self taught on the guitar - one of his favourite stories was of picking up a guitar at university and playing the Star Spangled Banner to the astonishment of his friends who had no idea he could play. He loved music - particularly Little Feat, The Eagles, Joni Mitchell, Steve Miller and Frank Zappa. He read widely, especially science fiction, but also had interests in eastern philosophies and science. He had an excellent analytical brain and was extremely good at his job which, in BAe's eyes, rather made up for the fact that he habitually wore jeans to work and kept his long blond hair.
John was a talented photographer, annoyingly good at Scrabble, played table tennis for BAe, and loved animals (especially his cats).
On 21 August 1984, shortly before his 33rd birthday, John was travelling to work on the beloved bike, Merlin, when something occurred (we still do not know what) to make him leave the road. He ended up in a ditch in the central reservation, hitting his head on some concrete bollards which had been left there. Apparently, there were no witnesses to this. I reported him missing the following day, but John's body was not found for ten days. The mystery of what happened and the delay in finding him still causes me much pain.
Put simply, I loved him and I miss him.
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♥ I Corinthians 13. ♥
Valentine's Day is a day of love,
For showing that we care,
And if we read the Bible,
God describes love there:
If we speak like celestial angels
From heaven up above,
All our words mean nothing
If we don’t have Christian love.
Love is patient, love is kind;
It doesn’t brag or boast;
Love conquers pride and envy;
It is never self-engrossed.
Love is not rude or angry;
Forgiveness counters wrong;
Love stays away from evil;
It sings a truthful song.
Love is full of trust and hope;
It always perseveres;
Love never fails; It’s faithful;
To the Bible it adheres.
And if you give this kind of love
To your special Valentine,
You’ll be loving right in harmony
With God’s own sweet design.
♥ LOVE JUDE. X X ♥
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♥ 11th Janaury 2009 ♥
♥ With Love ...♥
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♥ Love Jude.X ♥
BOXING DAY 2008
T'was The Night Before Christmas, He Lived All Alone
In A One Bedroom House Made Of Plaster And Stone
I Had Come Down The Chimney With Presents To Give
And To See Just Who, In This Small Home Did Live
I Looked All About, A Strange Sight I Did See -
No Tinsel No Presents, Not Even A Tree.
No Stocking By The Mantle Just Boots Filled With Sand
On The Wall Hung Pictures Of A Far Distant Land
With Medals And Badges, Awards Of All Kinds.
Then A Sober Thought Came Into My Mind
For This House Was Different, It Was Dark And Dreary,
T'was The Home Of A Soldier, Once I Could See Clearly
The Soldier Lay Sleeping, Silent, Alone
Curled Up On The Floor In This One Bedroom Home
The Face Was So Gentle, The Room In Disorder
Not How I Pictured A Lone Soldier..
Was This The Hero Of Whom I'd Just Read,
Curled Up On A Poncho, The Floor For A Bed
I Realised The Families That I Saw This Night
Owed Their Lives To These Soldiers, Who Were Willing To Fight
And Soon Round The World The Children Would Play
And Grownups Would Celebrate A Bright Christmas Day
They All Enjoy Freedom Each Month Of The Year
Because Of The Soldiers, Like The One Lying Here.
I Couldn't Help But Wonder, How Many Alone,
On A Cold Christmas Eve In A Land Far From Home?
The Very Thought Brought A Tear To My Eye
I Dropped To My Knees And Started To Cry
The Soldier Awakened, I Heard A Rough Voice
"Santa Don't Cry, This Life Is My Choice.
I Fight For Freedom, I Don't Ask For More
My Life Is My God, My Country, My Corps"
The Soldier Rolled Over And Drifted To Sleep.
I Couldn't Control It, I Continued To Weep.
I Kept Watch For Hours, So Silent And Still
And We Both Sat And Shivered From The Cold Nights Chill.
I Didn't Want To Leave, On That Cold Dark Night,
This Guardian Of Honour, So Willing To Fight...
Then The Soldier Rolled Over With A Voice Soft And Pure
Whispered "carry On Santa, Christmas Day Is Secure"
One Look At My Watch And I Knew He Was Right
"Merry Christmas My Friend - And To All A Good Night!"
This Poem Was Written By A British Peace Keeping Soldier
Stationed Overseas.
5TH DECEMBER 2008
Candlelit Heart
--by Mary E. Linton
Somewhere across the winter world tonight
You will be hearing chimes that fill the air;
Christmas extends its all-enfolding light
Across the distance...something we can share.
You will be singing, just the same as I,
These familiar songs we know so well,
And you will see these same stars in your sky
And wish upon that brightest one that fell.
I shall remember you and trim my tree,
One shining star upon the topmost bough;
I will hang wreaths of faith that all may see --
Tonight I glimpse beyond the hear and now.
And all the time that we must be apart
I keep a candle in my heart.
LOVE JUDE.X
I saw you,
hug your purse closer to you in the grocery store line.
But, you didn't see me,
put an extra 10.00 in the collection plate last Sunday.
I saw you,
pull your child closer when we passed each other on the sidewalk.
But, you didn't see me,
playing Santa at the local shopping centre.
I saw you,
change your mind about going into the restaurant.
But, you didn't see me,
attending a meeting to raise more money for charity.
I saw you,
roll up your window and shake your head when I drove by.
But, you didn't see me,
driving behind you when you flicked your cigarette butt out the car window.
I saw you,
frown at me when I smiled at your children.
But, you didn't see me,
when I took time off from work to run toys to the homeless.
I saw you,
stare at my long hair.
But, you didn't see me,
and my friends cut ten inches off for Locks of Love.
I saw you,
roll your eyes at our leather coats and gloves.
But, you didn't see me,
and my brothers donate our old coats and gloves to those that had none.
I saw you,
look in fright at my tattoos.
But, you didn't see me
cry as my children were born and have their names written over and in my
heart.
I saw you,
change lanes while rushing off to go somewhere.
But, you didn't see me,
going home to be with my family.
I saw you,
complain about how loud and noisy our bikes can be.
But, you didn't see me,
when you were changing the CD and drifted into my lane.
I saw you,
yelling at your kids in the car.
But, you didn't see me,
pat my child's hands, knowing he was safe behind me.
I saw you,
reading the newspaper or map as you drove down the road.
But, you didn't see me,
squeeze my wife's leg when she told me to take the next turn.
I saw you,
race down the road in the rain.
But, you didn't see me,
get soaked to the skin so my son could have the car to go on his date.
I saw you,
run the yellow light just to save a few minutes of time. But, you didn't see me,
trying to turn right.
I saw you,
cut me off because you needed to be in the lane I was in.
But, you didn't see me
leave the road.
I saw you,
waiting impatiently for my friends to pass.
But, you didn't see me.
I wasn't there.
I saw you,
go home to your family.
But, you didn't see me.
Because, I died that day you cut me off.
I was just a biker,.....
A person with friends and a family.
But, you didn't see me.
Think once Think twice THINK BIKE
3RD NOVEMBER 2008.
GOOD MORNING SWEETHEART.
The wind that whispers through the trees,
The brightest star at night,
A rainbow on a dismal day,
A shaft of golden light,
All these are signs you send to me,
A message from above,
That even death can't break the bonds,
Of our eternal love.
LOVE JUDE.X
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