Patrick James Joseph Otto Ward 18.2.91-5.7.12

Our beloved son Patrick, photographed by his big sister at his cousin’s wedding.

‘The king therefore being much moved, went up to the high chamber over the gate, and wept. And as he went he spoke in this manner: My son Absalom, Absalom my son: would to God that I might die for thee, Absalom my son, my son Absalom.’

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