Bruce & Nettie Garner 27th May 2009

Our story starts in 1986 when we met Ian Harmer. We were on vacation in St. Lucia at a resort. We met in the bar area and started talking. Funny how going so far away leads you to meet someone that you feel as if you've known forever. As Ian and Bruce were both policemen they had lots to talk about. At that point in time Ian became brother #3 to Bruce and definitely family. As our vacation ended, our friendship did not. We have stayed in touch for 23 years now and have visited each other several times. During the last ten years there was a time when Ian was going thru a rough time. Then came the telephone call from who else but Wendy Bailey. It was as if she was sent from heaven. From the moment they met they knew their meeting was meant to be. We were so worried about our friend but when we heard the news about Wend we knew he would be alright and happy again. We could hear it in Ian's voice as to how "Over the Moon" he was. We were happy and felt privileged to get to know Wend during visits across the pond. They came to visit us in Fallston, Maryland, then we met in Florida for another vacation together. The most special telephone call came from Ian asking Bruce to be his best man at their wedding. You could have knocked Bruce over with a feather and "Yes" was the answer. Their wedding was wonderful and just to see them so happy filled us with joy. Now Wend is gone. Death is not an end, but a new beginning, the transition from one plane to another, from physical to spiritual, from earthly to heavenly. We should celebrate the beginning of this new and wonderful journey for Wend. She will never be gone from our minds and hearts. It was a very sad day to receive the telephone call about Wend last November. We flew over the pond to be with our English family once more but this time to say goodbye to Wend. She will always be a part of our family too. Always remember, she is just a thought away. See what I mean? You just thought of her and she was happy, smiling and laughing. Always cherish that thought. It's a beautiful memory.