Eulogy for Dumby Red
As you all know we are gathered here today to share our last moments with Dumby Red. My name is Gary Black, they call me blackly down at the point. I am extremely honoured to be here amongst all of you to talk about Dumby, however if I wouldn’t have meet Dumby I would not have had the courage to come speak in front of all of you.
Dumby was the friend who helped me open my eyes to the most important things in life. He was and always will be an excellent friend, excellent son, brother, and team player who has influenced my life very much. He was and is a really special part of my life. Dumby was also a great inspiration to not only me but every person standing here today. Dumby had changed my life significantly and I can never forget him. He was someone with a great heart which had touched all of us particularly yours Mr Tommy Red, Clarence and Mrs Red.
I still remember the first time where I meet Dumby, in the changing room when he asked me for a coat hanger. I was so jealous of him, always wished I had that killer smile, incredible talent, a great sense of style and all the stuff to catch a girl’s attention, which I had trouble with.
I can never forget the time when Dumby came for my rescue. Pickles, Dazza, Mark Arks and I had decided to go to the town. On our way back we some of Tangaratta kids came in the way, and before I even knew Mad Dog one of the Tangaratta kids, had me in a headlock and I was about to be smashed into a pole. Mad Dog was a scrawny, but strong kid who messed with my friends after we beat them in a game. Every time I tried to free my head he’d cackle me and rap me on the top of the head with his knuckles. I was screaming for help, but not one of my team mates came to help. He soon started spinning me, I was feeling dizzy, and as I spun around Dumby had Mad Dog in a headlock and he was squeezing him really hard, he was fearless. At that moment I realised, I was exceptionally lucky to have a mate like him....
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