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WEBER, John
John Weber
22.06.1943 – 30.01.2022
You loved the long blue highways,
the curving mountain ranges and the
backroad byways. But now your bike sits silent. No more early Sunday mornings,
no more thundering through the gate,
until the roar becomes a gentle purr.
For now you ride the starlit heavenly highway, until we meet again.
Angela, Donna, Stephen and families.
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Date Listed: 30/1/2025
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Publication: Townsville Bulletin
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WEBER
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30/01/2022
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John Weber 22.06.1943 – 30.01.2022 You loved the long blue highways, the curving mountain ranges and the backroad byways. But now your bike sits silent. No more early Sunday mornings, no more thundering through the gate, until the roar becomes a gentle purr. For now you ride the starlit heavenly highway, until we meet again. Angela, Donna, Stephen and families.
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John Weber
22.06.1943 – 30.01.2022
You loved the long blue highways,
the curving mountain ranges and the
backroad byways. But now your bike sits silent. No more early Sunday mornings,
no more thundering through the gate,
until the roar becomes a gentle purr.
For now you ride the starlit heavenly highway, until we meet again.
Angela, Donna, Stephen and families.
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date_range: 30/01/2022
text_details: John Weber 22.06.1943 – 30.01.2022 You loved the long blue highways, the curving mountain ranges and the backroad byways. But now your bike sits silent. No more early Sunday mornings, no more thundering through the gate, until the roar becomes a gentle purr. For now you ride the starlit heavenly highway, until we meet again. Angela, Donna, Stephen and families.
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