Wayne Ashmead de Man 19-03-1964 – 16-10-2016
Wayne has gone. Why did this happen? I don’t think we can ever fully understand. When he entered the Prison Service he seemed to have found his niche. He soon made his mark amongst the prisoners – volunteering to teach reading and writing to those who were interested to learn.
Then, when routinely accompanying a prisoner to hospital for treatment, he found himself with a gun against his head while his charge was released from their shared handcuffs.
Facing violent death was a terrifying experience – but to face death at the hands of the very people he had befriended and encouraged towards a crime-free release from gaol stung almost as badly.
He never recovered. There were times when he seemed to be back to the same old Wayne – but the sense of keeping himself tightly under control was never far away.
On the 16th October this year he lost the battle.
If it is true that we are reborn – then you have surely earned yourself a better deal next time round, Wayne.
We love and miss you.