My son Chris shot me a huge grin.
‘Love you, have a good day,’ I said.
‘Love you Mum,’ Chris, 24, said dashing out the door to his part-time job at a plant nursery in Monbulk.
With the words cult freedom etched on his skateboard, Chris threw himself into life and loved every minute of it.
Although Chris had a crowd of friends it was his younger brother, Marcus, 22, he was inseparable from.
Ardent Liverpool football fans, and both soccer players, they’d also learned to skateboard in primary school and loved boarding with their friends.
