ROBINSON, John

ROBINSON. — John Alan.

Dad

We had our blues from time to time but all I ever wanted to was to make you proud.

You taught me how to kick the footy on both feet, you got me my first job and when it mattered most you were there.
I’ll miss watching you train horses at a young age, I will miss the sayings like “end of ball game”.

I’ll miss the five second laugh when you were about to finish a funny story, but it’s the calls on your work break or at the end of the round in footy that I’ll miss, those calls I’ll cherish the most.

Until we meet again, I hope you know how much I love you.

“Your Boy” Blake

PS Go Doggies!