Letters
It has taken me courage to write about the loss of my Beautiful Garry. My grief has been more harrowing, than any of you, except his family. He was my husband. I believe in his darkest moment, he took his life, to be near me. I can understand the outpouring of grief from the community, but not for them searching to blame someone, for his choice of passing.
On the day of the funeral, there was, very vicious gossip, I had threats to my home and safety. I was fragile, and did not want to be in this world either, on medication myself. The Reverend Andy addressed this gossip as “brutal”. In spite of this, gossip did not stop. Those who did, had no facts, and made the rest up!!
Here are some facts. Garry did not leave a note, and he was NEVER alone. Best man Ricky, and Marie helped me care for him. I did not take Gary off his medication. He had been happy with me, and his Doctor agreed to start reducing his medication. Garry was on a high with the wedding and honeymoon, and showed signs of slipping around 4th December. He had a funeral of a friend, driving a bus, working for others, building plans, and other personal worries. (NOT ME)
Garry and I did not socialize a lot. Our treat, was, out in the Nash for a drink. Nobody knew us in a relationship, but for their information, we were very happy. I am accused of treating this man, whom I cherished, badly. (By Who??) Garry loved me. We had a wonderful happy and fun wedding.
Like most small towns Martinborough has its gossips. But, in this case the accusations were beyond nasty, and cruel. Is this a town of no pity, and bullies a 70 year old widow, who has lost her husband in tragic circumstances?
Garry was a man of no agenda, kind, generous, he loved me, and would expect me to be treated with respect and support.
Only a person who has lived with depressions knows what it is like. Who knows what post traumatic stress was constantly in Garry’s head, after serving the community for nearly 50 years. No one is responsible for his death. I did my best to love and care for him. But, I will suffer his loss, for the rest of my days.
I will remember the beautiful man, in his Nash, dapper dress, and hat, smiley kind face. Garry touch your lives, for his community work. Be grateful, for the lives he has saved.
I am grateful to the Fire Family for their support, the wonderful people who donated food and helped at the funeral reception. I thank Adrienne Staples for her supportive write up. Dianna Jackson Dallimore.
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