| Location | West Coltness, Wishaw, Lanarkshire |
| Age | 27 years |
| Cause of Death | Not Listed? |
| Date of Birth | 23/09/1970 |
| Date of Death | 27/01/1998 |
| Visitors | 9,469 since 09/08/2008 |
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ZIGGY was a fun-loving, happy-go-lucky kinda guy and he loved Monty Python, especially THE LIFE OF
BRIAN. I have seen him in tears of laughter watching the video, and singing this song, so be
prepared for it....... It's Ziggy's kind of humour. (Many thanks to Maggie Barclay for adding the
song).
MY ZED, MY BEST FRIEND, MY ZIGGY ANGEL BABY, OH GOD, HOW I WISH YOU WERE HERE, MY BABY BOY, MY VERY
SOUL. YOU WERE MY HERO TOO, MY GORGEOUS BABY SONSHINE. THANK YOU FOR OUR LIFE TOGETHER, IT WAS
BEAUTIFUL TO HAVE YOU AS A DIAMOND SON, I WAS PRIVILEDGED. IT JUST DIDN'T LAST LONG ENOUGH.
Ziggy was an exceptionally loving, generous and caring person to anyone who ever met him. Anyone who
ever needed him, any time, any day, any problem, he was there. Nothing ever phased him, he helped
anyone who needed him, with love, care and time for any situation. He should have been nominated as
a Saint for what he did for me and his Beloved Grannie.
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♥«´¨`•° ♰ ZIGGY ♰ °•´¨`»♥
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◄███▓▒░░ ♰♰ ZIGGY MY DIAMOND ♰♰ ░░▒▓███►
ZIGGY McALLISTER was born after 83 HOURS of 'QUITE DIFFICULT' labour @ 7.20pm on 23 September 1970
in Motherwell Maternity, one month premature. He weighed 216 kilos,(4lbs 12oz), and was a tiny wee
boy. I was told he might not survive. Ziggy was a gorgeous wee thing, we were joined by more than
maternal love, we were soulmates.
Ziggy never knew he should have had a twin sister.
Caroline was given her wings in the 13th week of the pregnancy, which progressed till the 36th week
when I had my Ziggy. My mum was the surviving twin in her family, and she advised me not to let
Ziggy know about Caroline. (His dad didn't even know, as he didn't really care)!!! I did not need to
tell Ziggy about Caroline, he told me when he was only about 2 years old (in his squeaky wee baby
words) that he thought a bit of him was not there and it gave him a sore head.. My mum and I were
the only ones who knew what he meant. I'm sure he knew, that Caroline should have been there with
him.
Ziggy attended both St. Aidan's Primary & High Schools with his brother, Christopher Rooney, (also
deceased). Ziggy died at home @ 10.47pm on 27 Jan 1998. He was 27, and always lived at home with me,
his mam.
Ziggy suffered with Projectile Vomiting all his life, and although he usually managed to control it
when it happened, for some reason it took him after his supper that night.
He was watching TV with friends in his bedroom, when all of a sudden he dashed into the bathroom
clutching at his throat and collapsed. His friend alerted me to what he described as 'A funny turn'.
(Ziggy was born a funny turn)! He was lying on the bathroom floor with his feet jammed against the
door, and we couldn't get in to him. His friend phoned for an ambulance, meanwhile I managed to
squeeze in the gap in the door, but it was too late to do anything for him, and he simply passed
away.
2 Ambulances arrived within minutes, but he was already gone. Despite the dedication and effort of 4
Paramedics he could not be revived. They worked on him for a full hour, but he had asphyxiated on
his supper of spaghetti & toast! It had been inhaled due to the fact he simultaneously took a bout
of hiccoughs, and he could not breathe past the obstruction in his lungs. Nothing could have saved
him that night, and I felt so guilty, not being able to rescue my baby son from that hell of pain
and agony.
Ziggy was my best friend, my soulmate, we went everywhere together, and we knew what the other was
thinking just by a 'look'. He was a unique kinda guy, he scrutinised life through well filtered eyes
and stood no idiots in his way. He loved his family and friends, and was always there if you needed
him. The neighbours all knew they could rely on him to assist if they needed a helping hand with
anything.
Just before his 5th birthday I asked him what he would like as a present, he asked if he could have
a Tartan Budgie, as he was a Bay City Rollers Fan. When he was about 7 I asked what he wanted to be
when he left school. His answer, after a few minutes of deep thought, was "Either a Binman or a
Motherwell Supporter". Always easy pleased, that was Ziggy!!
I had 5 operations between 1990 & 1997 and Ziggy nursed me through the recovery of each one.
Without one single moan, groan or complaint, my boy did his best for me.
I was only Mam, but he did it for me. He cooked every meal I had and helped me to go for a shower
and wash my long hair. He wouldn't go out with his pals because it meant leaving me on my own. He
gave up on a lot of fun to be with me, and we grew even closer because of his dedication.
He also helped to look after his beloved Grannie, who had cancer and was housebound and eventually
bedbound. He gave up his job as a Security Guard and went to make her lunch every day, as I was at
work. He collected her pension, did her shopping, built the coal fire up and filled up the coal
buckets. He cleaned the windows, hung clean curtains, changed the bed-linen and did all he could to
make her cosy. She adored him. I will never forget the day Mum got a visit from her new Home-Help,
who had never met Ziggy. They met in the hallway, she nearly fainted at the sight of him! Who are
You, she asked, thinking he was some rogue in to rob Mum. More to the point, Who are You? he
replied. Ziggy, unlike his Designer Label brother Chris, looked like an Oxfam or Jumble Sale
Reject, with his tatty old biker's jacket, jeans with holes and patches everywhere, and big biker's
boots. Not the ideal picture of the grandson my mum talked about non-stop, or what the Home-Help had
imagined!!! But his Heart was Mega-sized, especially for his Grannie. xxx
Till the day he died, he was a home-loving type, he didn't drink or go out to pubs or clubs and was
happy on his Honda 250 or in his room watching tv or listening to his Heavy Metal tapes, at full
volume!
His room was an archive of all sorts of wonderful Ziggy-type inventions, Edward T. Head (Iron
Maiden) sculptures made of expanding foam, half a snooker cue to turn the tv off, cos he couldn't be
bothered moving to do it! He even had a headphone socket built into the base of his home-made King
Size bed because I complained of the windows rattling in the frames when he played his music! He had
11 speakers wired up in various parts of the house so his music followed him wherever he went, even
the bathroom and his bike shed.
The list of 'inventions' was a funny sight to see, not a day went past that he came up with some new
Ziggy-labour saving device! He even had corks around the skip of his baseball cap (like the Aussies)
to keep the midgies off when he went on jaunts down the woods behind our house. What a boy he was, I
could never keep up with his madness! I truly miss that madness, it's what kept me sane.
His hobbies were music, motorbikes, sketching, DIY inventions, his cats Herbie & Woodie and having
as much fun as he could squeeze into a day!
The engine of his beloved Honda CB 250 was still in his room months after he died, he had taken it
there because it was too cold (during Dec & Jan) to work on it in the shed he had built for it.
He was a fun-loving, laid-back guy, had a Wicked sense of humour, and loved a good joke. It's his
laid-back attitude and absolute love of life which I will never forget, he was so laid back he was
almost horizontal.
His brother Chris was murdered on 16 April 2008, (see also Christopher Rooney site on GTS). They ARE
full blood brothers, with the same parents, but Ziggy used my maiden name and not his own after his
16th birthday. I know my sons are together for all Eternity. R.I.P. MY BEAUTIFUL SONS. I WILL LOVE
AND MISS YOU TILL I JOIN YOU, AND THEN WE CAN HUG FOREVER.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ZIGGY - DEARLY LOVED AND MISSED BY ALL
WHO KNEW HIM.
THANK YOU TO ALL MY GTS FRIENDS & RELATIVES WHO HAVE LIT CANDLES AND LEFT TRIBUTES AND GIFTS FOR
ZIGGY. IT MEANS SO MUCH TO KNOW YOU ALL CARE. I LOVE YOU ALL.
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High Flight.
Oh, I have slipped the surly bonds of earth
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings.
Sunward I've climbed and joined the tumbling mirth
Of sun split clouds - and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of; wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hovering there
I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air;
Up, up the long delirious burning blue
I've topped the windswept heights with easy grace,
Where never lark nor even eagle flew;
And while, with silent lifting mind I've trod
The high, un-trespassed sanctity of space
Put out my hand and touched the face of God.
(by John Gillespie McGee)
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♥═══♥ Tears.♥═══♥
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Tears are delightful expressions
Of happiness, sorrow, and love,
Made to release deep emotions,
A special gift sent from above.
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When seeing sweet thoughts of a loved one
Midst memories of days of old,
A tear finds a cheek in the moonlight
As thoughts reach deep in the soul.
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In moments of anger, frustrations and grief,
When happy thoughts flee like a thief,
Running away with our hopes and our cares,
A tear brings welcome relief.
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If unwanted sorrow consumes us
And life seems so hard to bear,
With time a soul is healed,
Restored with the help of a tear.
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Sun and beauty bring health to the soul
Through all of the days of our lives,
Deepest feelings of thanks are expressed
Through tears which appear in our eyes.
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Be grateful for tears for their presence
Restores our most glorious thoughts
Of laughter, compassion and loving,
The most precious gifts of all.
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BY:Jack Larsen, Plover, Wisconsin.
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☆•☆ A MESSAGE FROM YOUR ANGEL ☆•☆
♥ I'd Rather See You Smiling ♥
( Alan Pemberton)
You must not think that I have gone
Please don't grieve or pine
I'd rather see you smiling
Laughing - working - looking fine
Death is an exciting key
Which opens many doors
It leads us into other worlds
Quite similar to yours
Life is not an accident
Death is not the end
God designed a mystery
Life and death do blend
So do not think that I have gone
Please don't brood or pine
I'd rather see you smiling
Laughing - working - looking fine
☆•☆ A TENDER REPLY ☆•☆
♥ I Promise ♥
(Author Unknown)
I promise I won't cry forever
But I need to just today.
I promise I will remember
How to live and how to play.
I promise that I'll dry my tears
When the heartache goes away.
I promise that it won't take years
But I need another day.
I promise that I'll live my life
As you would want me to.
I promise when I'm facing strife
I'll face it straight and true.
I promise I will endeavour
To do the best I can each day.
I promise I won't cry forever
But I need to just today.
MOTHER AND CHILDS BOND
The Cord
We are connected, my child and I,
by an invisible cord not seen by the eye.
It's not like the cord that connected us 'till birth,
this cord can't be seen by anyone on earth.
This cord does its work, right from the start,
it bonds us together, attached at the heart.
I know that its there though no one can see,
the invisible cord, from my child to me.
The strength of this cord, it's hard to describe.
it can't be destroyed, it can't be denied.
It's stronger than any cord, man could create,
it withstands the tests, can hold any weight.
And though you are gone, not here with me,
the cord is still there, but no one can see.
It pulls at my heart, I am bruised....I am sore,
but this cord is my lifeline, as never before.
I am thankful that God connected this way,
a mother and a child, death can't take it away!
All my Love. Have a wonderful weekend. Love Gloria Anthony's Mom xoxo
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The years will fall like autumn leaves upon his memory.
The touch of Time will ease the heartache, gently, tenderly...
It cannot always be like this; the agony will cease.
And I, resigned, shall find at last - my healing and my peace.
There comes a time when grief must end and sorrow pass away.
Never will he be forgotten - but there'll come a day -
when I shall remember him without a stab of pain -
happy in the secret knowledge that we'll meet again.
(Patience Strong)
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ZIGGY
This day will be a celebration
of the short time you were here.
You will always be remembered
with great love and many tears.
But to only feel pain and sorrow
would not be fair to you.
Your life meant so much more to us,
more than words could say.
You were here so briefly,
I wonder if you knew
all the ways you’ve touched
our world and our hearts
and everyone who knew you
since the day God called you home.
Now my child, you’re an angel
with your heavenly Father above,
we see not only what we’ve lost
but our capacity of love.
There will always be a big void
in our life and a hole in our
hearts that will never heal.
Our souls will grieve forever.
Will we forget or stop loving you?
No! Not now…not ever.
As this day is upon us,
oh, how our hearts still hurt.
But even as I mourn your death,
we will always celebrate your birth.
It was the happiest day of our lives.
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All my Love Gloria Anthony's Mom
Have a nice weekend xoxo
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WE MISS YOU
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If luck was a raindrop
I'd send you a shower,
If hope is a minute
I'd send you an hour,
If happiness is a leaf
I'd give you a tree,
And if you need a friend
You will always have me.
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This morning when I wakened
And saw the sun above,
I Softly said, “Good Morning Lord,
...Bless everyone I love!”
Right away I thought of you
And said a loving prayer
That He would bless you specially
And keep you free from care!
I thought of all the happiness
A day could hold in store;
I wished it all for you because
No one deserves it more!
I felt so warm and good inside
My heart was all aglow---
I know God heard my prayer for you
---He hears them all you know!
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We had so little time to share,
Too soon, I had to leave.
I know how much you love me,
I know how much you grieve.
I know how sharp your pain is,
I feel the aching in your hearts.
My life so quickly ended
Before it barely had a start.
I remember how you held me,
And kissed my face and hands,
You cuddled me so gently;
But, God had other plans.
I was your perfect angel,
From God you knew I came,
Suddenly he called me home again,
And now God holds my hand.
I know you’ll always miss me,
I understand your pain is hard to bear.
Just remember that I’m in heaven
And we’ll see each other there.
So smile when you think of me
And wipe away all of your tears
I’m cuddled now in heaven
By our family members here.
I’m waiting here in heaven,
And on the day we meet again.
I’ll be the first to smile and greet you,
When God calls you home.
Thoughts Today, Memories Forever
Angela Christopher’s Very Proud Mum
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♥═══♥ Life is a Journey ♥═══♥
Birth is a beginning
and death a destination
And life is a journey:
From childhood to maturity
and youth to age;
From innocence to awareness
and ignorance to knowing;
From foolishness to desecration
and then perhaps to wisdom.
From weakness to strength or
from strength to weakness
and often back again;
From health to sickness
and we pray to health again.
From offence to forgiveness
from loneliness to love
from joy to gratitude
from pain to compassion
from grief to understanding
from fear to faith.
From defeat to defeat to defeat
until looking backwards or ahead
We see that victory lies not
at some high point along the way
but in having made the journey
step by step
a sacred pilgrimage.
Birth is a beginning
and death a destination
And life is a journey;
A sacred journey to life everlasting.
(Author Unknown)
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YOU CANNOT MEND A BROKEN HEART......
LOVE IS SO DEEP TENDER AND PURE
FOR A BROKEN HEART THERE IS NO CURE
NO-ONE CAN MEND IT NO MATTER HOW HARD THEY TRY
I WILL NEVER STOP UNTIL THE DAY I DIE
FOR A BROKEN HEART IS THE END OF LOVE FOR ME
I CANNOT GIVE MY LOVE TO ANYONE ONE ELSE FOR FREE
I CANNOT PRETEND TO ANYONE AT ALL
NOT UNTIL I HEAR MY ANGELS CALL
THEN AT LAST I WILL BE FREE FROM PAIN
FREE TO SHOW MY LOVE ONCE AGAIN
FOR THIS BROKEN HEART CAN NEVER HEAL
I CANNOT HELP OR STOP THE WAY I FEEL.......
copyright Rosalind Roberts
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