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CelticRose
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I was gutted to hear about Bertie Auld having dementia. I can honestly say I hate that illness with a passion and Bertie and especially his family will need our prayers. HH.the Celts are here.
I have to admit, I didn't appreciate the company I was in at the time. I was on a rip a drink for about a week.As a younger fan, I never got to see the lions. I've also never been lucky enough to meet any of them.....and I had to think about that for a while...if I'd met any of them I mean, because I really wasn't sure. The stories from my family and other fans who were lucky enough to meet them, to the many documentaries I've seen over the years where the lions were interviewed made me believe that I must have met them. They are ingrained in my DNA like everything else that's connects me with the club I love. Of all the players though, Bertie is the one that's shone brightest for me. His love of the club and the way he tells his stories and experiences always brought a smile to my face. I get the same emotion listening to Bertie talk about celtic as I did when I was a kid that would listen to my granda telling me stories of how he wrestled sharks ...all fantasy ofcourse but I was in awe of the man...and what's more amazing about Bertie is his stories really happened...he lived the dream. Im sad for his family. I'm sad for his friends but most of all I'm sad that we may not get to see him share those stories that he loves to tell and we love to hear. I hope my wee message of love, support and sadness made sense.
HH everyone
Memories are made of those moments of pleasure, D.I have to admit, I didn't appreciate the company I was in at the time. I was on a rip a drink for about a week.
But i remember Jamie Smyth was also out for the same convention. He wouldn't speak to anyone. Maybe he's a quiet lad, but he seemed arrogant.
The lions on the other hand were all very down to earth and approachable. I remember well sitting at the table for breakfast in the new frontier hotel with big billy, Bertie, Tommy gemmel, Jim Craig and John Clarke. Bertie the wee hooer was the fuckin life and soul of the party tellin yarns. The rest of the lads probably heard them a thousand times, but were still in stitches.
I just wish now I had photos or video of it. I also got to spend about 3 hours in big billys company at the bar one night when it was quiet.
It's a classic example of not appreciating it at the time. But great times.
I suppose you're right bigman.Memories are made of those moments of pleasure, D.
They're for savouring after the fact, not at the time they occur