| Location | Rochester Kent |
| Age | 29 years |
| Cause of Death | Murder |
| Date of Birth | 05/03/1973 |
| Date of Death | 31/12/2002 |
| Visitors | 6,555 since 08/09/2007 |
| Creator |
-------!!!------- MARCO
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---!!!!!!!!!!!--- Rest In Paradise
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-------!!!------- GORGEOUS
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-------!!!------- LOVE & MISS U LOADS
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On New Years Eve 31st December 2002, Marco was murdered outside The Vineyard pub in Rochester, Kent whilst on his way to his see the new year in with his beloved mum.
As he passed the pub, nightclub bouncer Paul Brown set upon Marco & his buddy Dean and stabbed him in an unprovoked attack that proved fatal.
The blade had plunged into Marco's body between his 2nd & 3rd rib, through the edge of the left lung and into the heart, causing massive internal bleeding. He was prounced dead on arrival at hospital, leaving mum Pam and brother Steve heart broken, and not forgetting his two beloved nieces Jessica & Shannon.
Marco was a very good friend to many and was always
flashing his big smile and telling jokes. He was just one of those shiny happy people who made you smile whenever you saw him. With his infectious laugh, he lived life to the full & with his stunning half italian looks was never short of female attention!
It was overwhelming to see just how many people turned out for his funeral, and with so many ladies in attendence im sure Marco would have been beaming with pride.
There wasn't a dry eye in the church as the Rev reminded mourners of a wonderful, genuine guy who will be sorely missed. I personally remember that day being so bitterly cold BUT the main thing is, the sun shone really bright. Just how Marco would have liked it.
It is almost five years this December (07) and that stunning smile has never left my mind. I never in a million years dreamt I would be saying I had lost my friend to murder at the age of 29... Marco was loved by everyone who knew him... The only comfort we have is knowing that we will see him again one day... but not until the time is right.
It took a long time coming as the coward responsible had fled the country, but on Wednesday 4th February 2004 after being extridited from the Costa Del Sol, scum known as Paul Brown was finally convicted of murder and sentenced to life in prison.
Unfortunately, when it comes to the justice system in this country life doesn't always mean life does it? So Brown will live a life of luxury in his cell - I hear they get the best treatment these days... Its a disgrace & makes me SO ANGRY. Especially as they get early release for good behaviour aswell. This country lets far to many people down.
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Marco, you left such an impact on so many of us and you will be forever missed by everyone who knew you. No one will ever forget your sparkling smile or the cheeky glint in your eye. I know ill never forget. Im so glad that i knew you during the time you spent with us, you are amazing and the people that never got the privelige of knowing you missed out on someone special. . Rest in Paradise HE CAN'T HURT YOU NOW...... See you when we get there!! x
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'It was a sudden parting
too bitter to forget
Those whom love you dearly
are the ones who cannot forget,
We often sit and think of you
and how you died
To think you could not say goodbye,
the day you closed your eyes'
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Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you wake in the morning hush,
I am the swift, uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starlight at night.
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there, I did not die!
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am the song that will never end.
I am the love of family and friend.
I am the child who has come to rest
In the arms of the Father
who knows him best.
When you see the sunset fair,
I am the scented evening air.
I am the joy of a task well done.
I am the glow of the setting sun.
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there, I did not die!
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RIP
have just noticed that you and Kam were both 29 when you was taken........RIP mister and please look after mum and kam for me xxxxxxx
As i float along the milky way
I arrive at heavens door
And to my suprise theres people
And faces ive seen before
I feel happy and elated
A golden gate opened for me
As i step inside this place
Im amazed by what i see
Theres trees lined with gold
There flowers that never die
And teardrop dont exist
Im so happy, but i cant cry
Theres harps playing softly
And friends that i once knew
Hold out their hand to greet me
In the this land of sky blue
Theres a smell of the flowers
Its like nothing ive smelled before
Theres gold dust about my feet
And a welcome on my garden door
Yes i like this place called heaven
Even though i will miss you so
But i will visit you often
Even though you wont know
And as i thank my father beside me
For opening his golden gates
They toast a wine to greet me
The lord and my new found mates
Copyright Sharon Wheeler
ββββββββgone but
ββββββββnot forgotten
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We only met a few times mate, but you always made the night! Sleep tight mate and give Kam loads from me!
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