{"id":203,"date":"2006-01-02T00:00:00","date_gmt":"2006-01-01T23:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marshwoodvale.co.uk\/up-front-0106\/"},"modified":"2006-01-02T00:00:00","modified_gmt":"2006-01-01T23:00:00","slug":"up-front-0106","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.marshwoodlife.com\/test\/up-front-0106\/","title":{"rendered":"Up Front 01\/06"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Like many people, I watched some of George Best\u2019s funeral on the  television recently. I suppose, also like many, I was a fan, and to me  he was a bit of a hero. However, a few days later, one of the real  heroes of my life also died. The third member of my family to do battle  with cancer, my brother Des, died, after what is so often called a  \u2018short illness\u2019. Memories of playing with him in the garden, shouting  from the sidelines as he played rugby, singing with him, or just sharing  a quiet pint of beer, eclipsed any of the feelings of sadness that I  had experienced \u2013 in that slightly disjointed way we do \u2013 with the  heroes I have known from screens and newspapers. In 57 short years he  had achieved so much. I know it\u2019s inevitable that many of the great  moments of a person\u2019s life are erased by our last memories of them. But  as we carried his coffin from the church, to a backdrop of his voice  singing from the CD he and his band had made, the strength and composure  of his sons, daughters and wife was such an enormous source of  stability. As I walked behind his sons, I was walking in the footsteps  he had created. I remembered clearly the lesson I had learned when I  carried my own father\u2019s coffin from that same church. I remembered the  strength I had gained from realising what really mattered in my life. I  wish there was an easier way of holding on to the fact that the people  that are by our sides, as we learn about the world we live in, are so  valuable. The real heroes in our lives are usually so much closer than  we know.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Like many people, I watched some of George Best\u2019s funeral on the   television recently. I suppose, also like many, I was a fan, and to me   he was a bit of a hero. However, a few days later, one of the real   heroes of my life also died.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"cybocfi_hide_featured_image":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[17],"tags":[13],"class_list":["post-203","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","category-editorials","tag-fergus-byrne"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.marshwoodlife.com\/test\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/203","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.marshwoodlife.com\/test\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.marshwoodlife.com\/test\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.marshwoodlife.com\/test\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.marshwoodlife.com\/test\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=203"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.marshwoodlife.com\/test\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/203\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.marshwoodlife.com\/test\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=203"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.marshwoodlife.com\/test\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=203"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.marshwoodlife.com\/test\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=203"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}