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Ken Homer RIP
I want to pay tribute to my uncle, Ken Homer, who sadly died this week.
Ken was responsible for taking me to GP to my first ever Brentford game, when I was a mere slip of a lad, and all the players looked at least 50 years older than me!
It was the first game of the season, August,1956/57, and we beat Plymouth Argyle 4-1. We stood on the left of the old Brook Road stand. Large crowd, great atmosphere, and always remember thinking that our red and white/black strip looked great, but green shirts somehow didn't look right, almost camoflauged into the pitch.
I was immediately hooked, and my lifelong support for the Bees has remained steadfast ever since.
My family comes from Brentford and Ken had married my father's sister, Joy, and they were living in Brentford at the time, but later returned to his home area of Northampton. When he was young he had a trial for Northampton Town, albeit unsuccessful, but he loved his football.
He always talked about Brentford, and kept up to date with the results from afar. A great character, never short of being able to open a conversation with anyone, anywhere, anytime. Apparently he was still chatting away to other patients in the hospital only minutes before he sadly died.
So thank you Ken for introducing me to this wonderful football club all those years ago, little knowing that it would lead to my ongoing support for what is nearly 60 years.
RIP and God bless you.
Ken was responsible for taking me to GP to my first ever Brentford game, when I was a mere slip of a lad, and all the players looked at least 50 years older than me!
It was the first game of the season, August,1956/57, and we beat Plymouth Argyle 4-1. We stood on the left of the old Brook Road stand. Large crowd, great atmosphere, and always remember thinking that our red and white/black strip looked great, but green shirts somehow didn't look right, almost camoflauged into the pitch.
I was immediately hooked, and my lifelong support for the Bees has remained steadfast ever since.
My family comes from Brentford and Ken had married my father's sister, Joy, and they were living in Brentford at the time, but later returned to his home area of Northampton. When he was young he had a trial for Northampton Town, albeit unsuccessful, but he loved his football.
He always talked about Brentford, and kept up to date with the results from afar. A great character, never short of being able to open a conversation with anyone, anywhere, anytime. Apparently he was still chatting away to other patients in the hospital only minutes before he sadly died.
So thank you Ken for introducing me to this wonderful football club all those years ago, little knowing that it would lead to my ongoing support for what is nearly 60 years.
RIP and God bless you.
