Gerard Thomas Naylor 1971-2007

Gerard was a good brother and friend to me and we had a lot of fun growing up together in the 70's. I'm lucky to have hundreds of great memories. Kicking the footy out on the street at dusk, trying to bounce the ball off the power cables so that the nieghbour's lights would flicker on and off inside. riding bikes down to the shops with an armful of soft drink deposit bottles so we could buy 10 cents of mixed lollies (quite a big bag, back then) Trying to wake up early enough each Saturday morning to see the start of the Thunderbirds . It started at six am but we could only ever manage to get out there in time to turn on the big old black and white tv half way into it. I can always remember the incredible day we finally got up early enough to see the elusive opening credits. But from there, Gerard kept getting me up earlier and earlier. We were watching The Samurai before that, and then Gene Autry - The Singing Cowboy before that. Finally it got to the point we were watching the end of Friday's late, late movie and then Dad finally put a stop to it.

We had some great holidays together with the family and later, he would occasionally come up to where I lived in St Kilda and we had a few big nights out seeing bands.

Gerard became an Uncle a year and a half ago and was due to come back home this Christmas where he would have met my son Cyrus for the first time. I know he would have really loved that.

We'll miss you, little brother.