I last heard from Gavin in July. His email said life wasn’t great, but it was full of promise. He wasn’t happy in his job, but talked about a heap of things he was considering. He’d always talked about opening a Reggae bar and that was still on the cards.
I’d always known Gavin had diabetes, but I had no idea how serious it was. He would never let it hold him back, he’d party as hard as anyone. I seemed to be more concerned about it than he was, asking him if he’d eaten enough, did he need insulin, and so on. He almost laughed it off, as if to say, “come on Mr. Callum, it’s a condition not a handicap”.
Gavid died in his sleep last Monday, the 20th of November 2006. He was a good friend, I saw him regularly before I left Edinburgh and always expected to see him on the travelling road somewhere. In my last email I was trying to convince him to come out to Bangkok, and he said he was talking about coming out to this region.
His death comes as a shock to me. I had no idea he was even a risk patient with diabetes. I never thought his diabetes would be terminal.
Gavin, you will be remembered. My deepest condolences to your family whom my thoughts are with at this time. I won’t make it to your funeral my friend, but I’ll remember you from Bangkok, I’ll do my best to send a card to your family. Rest in peace my friend, I’ll see you on the other side.