and Founder Member,
W. Bro. Robert Walls.
Eulogy by our Vice President, W. Bro. Martyn Graves
Our Brother Rob Walls 1954- 2015
There are not many men that can influence all the people that they meet during their lives, but it is obvious by the comments and letters I have read in the last few weeks that Brother Rob Walls was one of these men. Trust me, people always say nice things about the deceased, but you can tell if it is a lie or the truth, in Rob’s case it was all true. Everyone I have talked to have a tear in their eye when talking about this great man, and believe me he was.
Rob never talked about the things he had done for other people, you had to be there at the time over the years to know. From youthful leader of the school boy gang, to foster father, fund raiser, Mason, biker and, of course, our V.P. - to mention a few of the pursuits he was involved in.
I met Rob for the first time when I joined the Widows Sons Masonic Bikers Association. Rob was a founder member of the fine bunch of brothers, and inspirational in the forming of the South West Chapter. I was welcomed by Rob like a lost brother coming in from the cold, with a heart felt handshake and the biggest hug I have ever had off a man. This was Rob’s way, even when he was wheelchair bound he insisted that he would stand to greet me in this way. I told him there was no need for this as I was nothing special, his reply was “You are all special in my eyes my brother.”
Even from his bed he insisted on knowing every thing that we as the Widows Sons were involved in, he was our Vice President after all, and right up until the end, he had an opinions on our activities, and such was the respect, we listened and acted on them.
True to Rob’s nature of caring for others before himself, I will never forget the day he told me of his illness. I had had an accident not to serious (only to my pride). Rob turned up at my door to ask me how I was. For at least fifteen minutes I ranted on about how painfull it was and how I was treated by doctors, until I eventualy got round to asking matter of factly how he was. Rob just dropped it out as if talking about the weather, “Oh, I’ve been diagnosed with cancer and they have given me around six months to live”. What can you say to that?! Rob’s answer was, “Don’t worry, I am just living the third degree.”
Rob told all of us to treat him as we always had as he didn’t want sympathy, and this we did. He in return never complained to us but just carried on being Rob, our Vice President, till the day he died.
Rob became my mentor , and during the years that I new him he advised me on many quandaries that I had whether they be masonic or every day irritations, personal or Widows Sons related.
He was my friend, brother and mentor, and no one will ever realise how much I will miss him, how we will all miss him, that six foot, silver haired Gentleman.
God Bless, we will all see you again in the Grand Lodge Above."
Rob was instrumental in forming our link with Ambers Angels Trust, and organisation of our annual charity motorcycle ride, which raises funds for them.
The first Rob's Run was held in September 2015, with Rob in attendance. It follows Rob's favoured route from his home town of Plymstock up to Dartmouth, via Seaton. More than 70 motorcyles from the wider biking community took part, and the first event raised over £1,100. Rob's Run will now be held in his memory, continuing his legacy of charity work.
Our Brother Ian Wyle 1953 - 2017
Eulogy by W. Bro. Keith Rigby
“May you live respected and die regretted”. Those words can be perfectly applied in the case of our brother Ian Wyle who was tragically killed in a collision in May. Ian was passionate about his motorcycling and loved every second he spent on a bike. His wife Lyn often rode pillion and would have loved to be able to ride a bike herself. Every Wednesday started with a ride up to the Log Cabin café, a distinctly unhealthy breakfast, a gallon of tea and admiring all the classic bikes that turned up. He always went home via Honiton to visit his mum. Ian was also a committed Mason, a member of the Excester Lodge where he was the charity steward. When he loomed over you asking if you wanted raffle tickets, the answer was always yes!
He enjoyed being a member of the Widow’s Sons, particularly the rideouts and visits to shows and attended as often as he could. We are few in number and the loss of any member is a tragedy, and we will miss him greatly. He had a successful career in the police, where he was hugely respected. I imagine that any miscreant who had his collar felt by Ian surrendered on the spot. The sideburns were his trade mark throughout his career and life and he portrayed the image and attitude of a proper copper. There were many policemen at his funeral, and he had mentored some of them and they all said what an important influence he had been.
He was incredibly fortunate in his family life, having two outstanding children in Paul and Emily, and after his first wife passed away he met and married Lyn and they were a great team. They were very happy together and she supported him in all his hobbies and enjoyed both the bikes and the boat. There was a huge attendance at his funeral which is a mark of the love and respect with which he was held by everyone that knew him. A true gentleman, he will be sorely missed as a husband, father, grandfather, Mason and biker. The legendary sideburns have been laid to rest and may he rest in peace in the Grand Lodge above. RIP Ian.
A lovely evening at Excestor Lodge remembering our absent brother. To the memory of Ian Wyle, may the Great Architect grant him eternal peace.
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