I grew up visiting your grave with my Dad. We had a painting of you hung up in the lounge. It was only 2 years ago I found out the whole story as when I was young my Dad told me you were one of his best friends. A True Hero, a True Friend, one True Warrior. R.I.P Laba never to be forgotten, your...
This site uses cookies to help personalise content, tailor your experience and to keep you logged in if you register.
By continuing to use this site, you are consenting to our use of cookies.