I'm very sorry to report that my wonderful friend Barry
Blake-Cox has died. I met Barry when I first started at the hospital. He was a
telephonist who later became telephone monitoring officer. He went on to be an
X-ray records clerk before leaving the NHS. He was definitely the civilian I
was closest to and when he left the hospital we remained in touch. He died in
April last year at the age of seventy-two. When I joined the Hospital Portering
Service, it's no exaggeration to say he kind of adopted me. He was a much older
man who became a father figure to me. We drifted apart in the last decade of
his life, mostly due to the other relationships he had. Despite this I always
held him in the deepest of affection. Rest in Peace, Barry. Hope to see you
again some day.
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