My Tribute to Jonathan.
I would like to say, firstly, how honoured I am to pay this tribute to Jonathan
today. And secondly, my regret at the passing of a very cherished and special
person, our son and our friend.
Most of all, a true friend.
Today, and for some time to come, people will remember Jonathan, his wit and
charm, his loyalty and caring attitude that made Jonathan who he was, as all
of us are aware of this aspect of Jonathan's life.
I am here to say a few words about Jonathan Bruton, a man we all knew, loved
and respected. Brother to Stuart, son to Karen, also my son and very special
friend. Jonathan always took great pride in his family and his home, loved
his friends and his job, took great pride in himself and worked extremely
hard to get the best of everything.
Since Jonathan has been taken from us I have had many hours to think about
our years together, his childhood antics, his cheeky smile that could melt
his Mums heart, well most of the time, Jonathan hated being indoors, rain
or shine Jonathan wanted to be free, but there was one occasion when like
most children Jonathan had done something to get himself grounded, bathed
and sent to bed, he was only about 7, about half an hour later we heard footsteps
creeping down stairs, a little while later Jonathan with tears streaming down
his face came into the room and said "mum can you smack me so that I
can go out", needless to say the answer was no, a similar situation happened
a few years later, Jonathan had been sent to his room, we could here this
banging, shouting and then quiet, so quiet that we got worried, Karen went
up to his room and he had gone out through the window onto the flat roof and
out, we were so glad when he came home safe and sound that very little was
said, I believe his words were "sorry mum".
We had many great times with the boys, holidays in Brittany and Spain, and
one particularly memorable holiday at Butlins, Minehead, all inclusive, anyone
who has been to Butlins will know what that means, Jonathan was about 11,
and he had a great week, took part in everything he could, and with Stuart
made us very proud when at the end of the week they both won medals.
Jonathan wanted to leave school at 16 and join the Navy, we thought he was
too young, but he insisted so we helped him get into H M S Raleigh for his
training, after three weeks we had a call from his C O, Jonathan was really
homesick, they didn't want to lose him so we were given permission to spend
the evening with him, he was the youngest recruit by some years, the baby
of the group, and after talking with us he decided to stay and complete the
His passing out parade was very special, not just for Karen and I, but also
for his aunty Linda who came with us, Jonathan at 16 had come second out of
200, when the parade had finished and the company had stood easy they all
took off their hats and threw them in the air, Lin, with tears in her eyes
said, "it's just like and Officer and a Gentleman".
Two weeks after graduation Jonathan came home, when we asked why he said they
want me in the radio room, I want to be firing the guns or on an aircraft
carrier as a fireman, which of course he achieved as a civilian, and I must
say he fought very hard to get in as a whole time fire fighter, his persistence
Jonathan could turn his hand to almost anything, when we were altering the
house in Launceston he was there, wanting to help, when we moved and started
on our new house Jonathan helped out a great deal, whether it was building
the conservatory, laying the patio, moving 10 ton of earth, he was there,
nothing was to much trouble for our boy.
He loved his fishing and playing rugby, for Launceston and the Brigade, he
did a charity parachute jump, he was in training for next years London Marathon
he could cycle from Crackington to Launceston almost as quick as we would
drive, and his 24th birthday was spent diving on the great barrier reef in
Jonathan also loved animals, mice, gerbils, snakes, you name it, but his favourite
was our dog patch, they were inseparable, if Jonathan went out patch would
wait by the door until he came home, when he went to bed patch would follow
him, Karen would ask him to shut his bedroom door, not let the dog on the
bed, but as soon as we retired the door would open and next morning patch
would be on the bed, and he would just look up as much to say Jonathan let
I am sure that many of you here today have your own stories, Jonathans friends
have written some which will be read in a few moments, and I am sure that
when we get together later today we may hear some others, what I do know is
that Jonathan would not want us to be unhappy, I know that is not easy, we
have all been blessed because we knew such a wonderful person, he touched
many lives, he helped many people, he achieved many things. If I was going
to write a book about Jonathan the title would be "From imp to angel"
because Jonathan was our angel.
If, in these few words I have said, I can trigger each of you, in your spare
moments, always to remember Jonathan, remember what he did for you, I will
I count myself privileged to have known Jonathan. He was a charismatic and
beautiful person. We can all count ourselves privileged.
And now as we are here to say goodbye to him, I will ask you all:
Never to forget this day
and never forget Jonathan
Who he was
What he believed
And what he achieved.
Thank you all for listening to me.
CHURCH SERVICE FOR JONATHAN
Lord of all hopefulness.
Lord of all hopefulness, Lord of all joy,
Whose trust, ever childlike, no cares could destroy,
Be there at our waking and give us, we pray,
Your bliss in our hearts, Lord, at the break of the day.
Lord of all eagerness, Lord of all faith,
Whose strong hands were skilled at the plane and the lathe,
Be there at our labours, and give us, we pray,
Your strength in our hearts, Lord, at the noon of the day.
Lord of all kindliness, Lord of all grace,
Your hands swift to welcome, your arms to embrace,
Be there at our homing, and give us, we pray,
Your love in our hearts, Lord, at the end of the day.
Lord of all gentleness, Lord of all calm,
Whose voice is contentment, whose presence is balm,
Be there at our sleeping, and give us, we pray,
Your peace in our hearts, Lord, at the end of the day.
The Lord's my shepherd, I'll not want;
He makes me down to lie
In pastures green; he leadeth me
The quiet waters by.
My soul he doth restore again,
And me to walk doth make
Within the paths of righteousness,
E'en for his own name's sake.
Yea, though I walk in death's dark vale,
Yet will I fear no ill:
For thou art with me, and thy rod
And staff me comfort still.
My table thou hast furnished
In presence of my foes;
My head thou dost with oil anoint
And my cup overflows.
Goodness and mercy all my life
Shall surely follow me;
And in God's house for evermore
My dwelling-place shall be.
Abide With Me
Abide with me; fast falls the eventide;
The darkness deepens; Lord with me abide.
When other helpers fail and comforts flee,
Help of the helpless, O abide with me.
Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day;
Earth's joys grow dim; its glories pass away;
Change and decay in all around I see;
O Thou who changest not, abide with me.
I need Thy presence every passing hour.
What but Thy grace can foil the tempter's power?
Who, like Thyself, my guide and stay can be?
Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me.
I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless;
Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness.
Where is death's sting? Where, grave, thy victory?
I triumph still, if Thou abide with me.
Hold Thou Thy cross before my closing eyes;
Shine through the gloom and point me to the skies.
Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee;
In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me.
Karen's poem to Jonathan.
How do I describe a son like you?
So loving and so true
Someone oh so special
We loved you so much too
You risked your life for others
You didn't mind the fear
Now that you have left us
We all will shed a tear
Because you are so special
You will never be forgot
There will always be a place for you
In everybody's heart.
I am so proud to be your mum
You made my life complete
To live my life without you
Will be my hardest feat
But thank you Jonny for so much
You gave me in the past
I'm hoping that the love you gave
Will be enough to last
God bless you son, and look after you,
As I would have liked to do
For always and forever
I will love and remember you.
Much love, Mum.
x x x x
Stuart's Poem to Jonathan.
The minute you were born I knew this was true,
Forever and always that I would love you
I was given a brother so special it's untrue
You mean so much, I hope that you knew.
My childhood was fun and so full of joy,
Made even greater by one special boy
I cherish the memories that were given by you
I love you so much, I hope that you knew.
Though the differences we had were few
I regret every argument, of which this is true
Not for one second did I stop loving you
Of which I hope that you knew
You grew up so fast, a young boy no more,
Goals and ambitions of which you foresaw
Of which these dreams you made come true
So proud I am, I hope that you knew.
My goals and ambitions I will make come true
My firstborn son will be named after you
I was blessed with the greatest brother in you
This I always knew.