Waylon James Brock
16 Jan 1977–17 Aug 1991
Eloise & Dad cry for you every day, Young Fella.Safe now in the arms of Jesus.Say "gidday" to the old people, & cousin Peter.We need your loving spirit with us always.When we hear a bird sing his praise, we hear your voice in the harmony of heaven jamming along.You were a true blue Aussie boy, a wild boy in the bush, swimming in creeks and mountain bike riding, Loved books, computers and music.You started out on Ludwig drums and played gigs with The Buskeroos.When you were 12 you turned to guitar.We long to hear those licks again. Long live U2 and all the bands with a God spirit message.Pray for us to give us the strength to cope with having you die on us so suddenly. Sergeant "Pepper" sends her love too.The dog/human misses all the fun you used to have.Go bush Go bush Young bloke!Keep sending that love back to Earth.Now is the time to sing: "Shall We Gather at the River'.We will see you after the purpose of our lives has been conceptualised and achieved Love forever Waylon James Brock