Pat, my mum, was an amazing woman. She had 8 siblings and helped raise many of them. She ran away from home at the age of 16. She journeyed to London where she began training to become a nurse. Unfortunately this was interrupted by her meeting my father! She married him and gave birth to her first child, Carl Still. Carl seemed totally healthy at birth except for being a small baby. It was the sixties and the healthcare was not as advanced as today so it was not until he was 8 months old that he was diagnosed as having hydrocephalus. Unfortunately the damage to his brain had already been done and again as it was the sixties the treatment was very basic. Due to this Carl only survived to the age of eight. Mum carried the pain of losing a child within her for the rest of her life although she seldom spoke of it. Mum always was the strong silent type! By the time of Carls' death in 1975 Mum had had another child, then three years old, Dawn DOB 3/2/72. And two years later she had me, Zara DOB 15/2/77.