Memories

Today is one of the saddest day of my life because we have lost a great man, Mr. Lowcock. He had many god-sons and I am one of them. He had transformed me from a mischievous little kid into a successful sportsman. I remember that I made many visits to his office to be caned until one day he took me under his wing and made me a prefect. I also remember that he told me that since I was so bad I would know all the tricks of the younger kids. During my last year at DBS I spent a great deal of time at his house and he taught me how to conduct my life and I know that I owe him plenty.
On Dec.8, I had dinner at his house and spent two hours talking of the good old days,not realizing that it would be the last time I will ever see him. His spirit and soul will be with me forever until I follow him to the grave.
I have heard from Kim Fenton that the funeral will be held on the 11th but I regret that I could not attend since I will be in Sapporo with my family for the snow festival. Let me know what I can do to be a part of his legacy. If ever there is a Lowcock Foundation please inform me.