Pete Hinchliffe
I would like to tell you about my brother Pete.

Pete was 33 when he died on the 11th of September 2010.  Pete died at the roadside after getting off his bike, presumably as he felt unwell.  A couple of bystanders started CPR and called for an Ambulance.  His good friend Danny, who he was going to meet for a bike ride, rode past and witnessed the scene unfolding.  He phoned my parents and they rushed to the hospital, but unfortunately Pete had died.

Pete died doing what he loved. He had been a semi-professional road cyclist competing locally as well as at a National level and had spent time in Belgium cycling.  more

Connor Huett
This is my brother, Connor. He was born on October 20th, 1992, when I was aged 4 ½. From early on in my brother's life my parents knew that something was wrong. Connor wouldn't give them eye contact and he would hardly ever cry. At first the thought was that he could be deaf, but that was soon ruled out. 

At 5 years old, Connor was diagnosed with Aspergers syndrome (a form of autism), which would eventually go on to become full blown autism and severe learning difficulties.  I love my brother, as my parents do, more than is imaginable, but growing up with him could be a complete nightmare at times. Autism is difficult to fully understand and I don't believe anyone can really know what it is unless they've known someone who suffers from it.  more

Tom Morgan
Tom was 30 when he passed away on 15th June 2009.

My phone was ringing at 5.30am that morning. Panic set in, it had to be bad news. It was my Dad telling me that my brother had passed away. Disbelief set in. He was 30. He had gone to bed on the Sunday night and didn't have any complaints of feeling unwell, but when my stepdad was trying to wake him up he was just laying on his bed, fully clothed (as he quite often would) shoes on also. He had just laid on the bed.

The phone call was the worst thing. I live 300 miles away so I felt useless. That day passed in a blur. I went to the family the next morning.  more

Paul Roy
My name is Sammie and we've recently lost our brother, Paul. Paul tragically died on Wednesday 7th October 2009 at the age of 26 years old.

It was a terrible loss for our family and friends.  He was a well loved lad with a great future ahead of him. 

After reading many entries on your site, we too are going through the same process of bereavement.  However, although many feelings are similar, there are many which simply cannot be compared...  more

Ricky & Jason Stevens
It was the help of CRY during the first two years of the millennium that our family first learned of SADS and the worldwide scale of families suffering the same kind of loss as ourselves. It is truly tremendous. CRY gave us the answers, information and support that we craved. Just like so many others, we lost two fit and healthy young men suddenly and with no explanation for their deaths.

Firstly, my nephew Ricky Stevens who was 15, just one month short of his 16^th birthday, collapsed and died in his bedroom on April 15^th 2000. It was the Easter Break, and he was looking forward to a camping trip with friends.  more

Louisa Halls

My beautiful little sister Louisa Halls died suddenly on Sunday 8th June 2008 aged just 21.

Words cannot begin to describe the pain we are all feeling following the tragic and sudden death of a vivacious and loving young Mum who was taken so unexpectedly whilst peacefully sleeping.

Lou was due to be bridesmaid within weeks of her death, and her 22nd birthday was just under three weeks away, it's so cruel.

How can a fit and healthy young woman die so suddenly? She had so much to live for.  Christmas is going to be so very painful this year, and every year.  more

Ashleigh Hughes

Later on Ashleigh didn't seem to be getting better and was detraining.  more

Kevin Smart

He had worked from home that day - he normally worked in London but there were train driver strikes which had caused him a good few hours of delays on the previous working days.  My mum went round to clean for him at about 10ish and had a brief chat with him about some sad news from his office where one of his colleagues had died the previous Saturday whilst away on holiday - caused by treatment from a throat infection!!  When my mum left, all seemed OK and Kevin was his normal chatty but busy self and didn’t complain of feeling unwell.  more

Sharron Jones

Mark Phelps

Mark was 25 when he died on the 18th November 2002. At the time I (his brother Matthew) was working away and received a call from my mother just after 6.30 to say he had died. For me it was the most surreal phone call I have ever received and I hurriedly got to Euston station London to get home to Birmingham as quickly as I could.

The previous night Mark, I and the rest of the family had been at a memorial service for our Grandmother who had died a year previous and Mark was the picture of health. He played football twice a week and was generally a lot fitter and healthier than his older brother who smoked, and drank more than he did.  more

Graeme Blenkinsop

Grant Capell

I lost my baby brother Grant Capell on the 20th March 2007.  He was only 16 years old! 

He was out playing with friends, outside my parents' house in Ireland in the evening.  He was giving a young girl a piggy back, when he put her down and complained of being tired and then just fell down unconscious.  Unfortunately, although he still had a faint pulse, they tried for 40 minutes to resuscitate him but to no avail. He died there on the pavement at around 10.50pm

My dad phoned me at my home in London straight afterwards and told me.  I remember feeling as if my heart had been ripped out from my chest.  more

Martyn Luckett

Monday 11 July 2005 was the worst day of my life.  As I stood in the flat I thought this wasn’t happening to me, it must be a dream.  As I waited in the hospital I remember thinking everything will be ok.  Then I watched as the doctor approached me and I knew by the expression on his face that it wasn’t going to be good news.  I felt numb.

All week, silly things have been going through my mind.  I keep thinking what will I say when new people I meet ask me “have you got any brothers or sisters?”  How would I answer them? 

I am a great believer in fate, and that things happen for a reason.  This last ten days have made me question this belief.  But if there is some sort of sense to this tragedy, it would be that Martyn moved up with me so that we could get to know each other before Martyn left this world.   more 

Emelvee

My little sister Emelvee, whom my parents nicknamed "bing-bing", passed away on March 31st 2005. I can't even fully describe her because she was a person that was indescribable. There was something about her that draws people to her and love her the instant that they meet her.

She was the most adorable child, my mom would always say that as a baby she would always hug everybody. I loved being with my little sister. Her company was just something that you look forward to.  more

Huw Lewis

On October 21st 2002, my brother Huw Lewis died during a game of football in Saudi Arabia, where he had lived and worked for over four years.  He left his pregnant wife Sarah and 5 year old daughter Molly, as well as a devastated set of parents, siblings, friends and colleagues.  Huw's death was additionally hard to take in as he was extremely fit, having played semi-professional football for many years.  He was also training to take part in the 2003 London Marathon.

Huw was not just my brother, he was also my best friend, and we had grown up playing sport together, drinking together and laughing together.  Our closeness was compounded by the fact that whilst I studied at University in Swansea, Huw was living and working in the city and then, when I moved to Cardiff to do a Masters degree, Huw also ended up moving to the city  more

Pete Reynolds

Pete died suddenly on 13 October 2004.  The shock, and despair his family, girlfriend and close friends feel cannot be expressed fully in words.

Pete was an outgoing and lively 27year old who lived his life to the full. He was a ‘natural’ at most sports and extremely fit.  A black belt in Tae Kwon Do, he also played football and was a regular at the gym where he thoroughly enjoyed weight lifting. In 2003 he completed the Stroud half marathon and also came third in the Tae Kwon Do British Championships held up in Birmingham.  There was no sport Pete didn’t enjoy and had recently become skilled at snowboarding and climbing. more