Every Christmas I will think of two people I worked with and their families that have been affected by terrible events, even though I'm not related they affected me.
1) I worked with his mother, and with in 2 months she aged about 5 years. Police know who done it but don't have proof.
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Father-of-one X Y, 30, was found alight (after being doused in petrol) in Borehamwood, Hertfordshire, on 5 December, 2002.
Neighbours heard Mr Y screaming and rushed out of their homes to smother the flames. But he suffered 90% burns and died hours later.
Mr Y had been on his way home from work at a plastics factory in Hendon, north London. He lived with his pregnant wife Ann and their young son.
Police launched a murder investigation, but no-one has ever been charged in relation to the incident.
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2) I work with this guy, whose daughter suffered from leukemia. We received this email after the Christmas holiday. It took several attempts to read it without tears in my eyes (even now just skimming through it there back)
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Dear All,
It is with deepest sorrow that I announce the passing of my beautiful daughter X.
She died on 27 December 2008 at 21:10 after spending nearly a week in intensive care due to complications associated with her Bone Marrow Transplant. Both my wife and I were with her when she passed away.
She was a truly remarkable little girl with tremendous courage and a forgiving nature. Not once during her 3 year ordeal did she complain about any of her treatment or pain she had to endure, and I cannot describe in words how extremely proud I am to have been her daddy.
We both knew that it was going to be very difficult for her to survive this particular episode, her condition was so severe towards the end that she was living on a knife edge which could of taken months for her to overcome.
Half an hour before she died I whispered these words into her ear, for those of you that do not know this is a song by Rodgers and Hammerstein which has been made famous by Liverpool Football Club and has been sung at Anfield for over 40 years.
The words are very poignant both for X and I as supporters of Liverpool Football Club but now even more so to me as her father
You'll Never Walk Alone
When you walk thru a storm hold your head up high,
And don't be afraid of the dark.
At the end of a storm is a golden sky, and the sweet silver song of a lark.
Walk on thru the wind, walk on thru the rain, thou your dreams be tossed and blown.
Walk on, walk on, with hope in your heart and you'll never walk alone.
You'll never walk alone
X Y b. 11 May 2003 d. 27 Dec 2008 aged 5 years 7 months
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I thank god that I have my family around me and are all healthy as can be.