Ross Chernin (1979 - 2016)

Ross Chernin was a true legend. He did not deserve to die at 36.

Ross was first diagnosed with an anaplastic astrocytoma in 2011.  He went through painful (an understatement) surgery, and had 6 weeks of radiotherapy.  He was given the all-clear later that year, and carried on living life to the fullest.  Ross and his wife, Gemma, had a beautiful boy, who Ross doted on.  Ross went back to work and, as a Clinical Psychologist, continued to make a difference to hundreds of people. He valued his health, keeping fit and eating well, and enjoyed precious time with his friends and family.

Out of nowhere this year, the cancer returned--this time as a more aggressive tumour.  He went through more surgery, months of chemotherapy, and learned to live with it; carrying on day to day as best he could. Ultimately, the tumour continued to grow, and Ross died on 9th October 2016.

To honor Ross's memory we are asking that you donate to the Brain Tumour Charity here: https://www.justgiving.com/fundraising/G-BOWERS

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Monday, October 9, 2017

A year on.....

It is now a year later since we lost dear Ross, and it really doesn't get any easier. If anything the loss just gets more apparent so I wanted to share another memory.

Ross had an amazing throwing arm from a little kid. It meant he was a great cricketer growing up and I have some good memories going back to South Africa before we emigrated to the UK. One of those was on holiday in SA (after we left) staying across the house across the street from where we used to live and playing in this extremely long back garden. Ross would be at the furthest point at the bottom of the garden and throw tennis balls (I think they were) as far as he could up the garden. They would fly a long way and I remember as a kid being amazed that they were so much further than anything I could throw, almost like a super-kid had thrown them. I would usually be competitive and not like losing but this was a rare time I just was amazed and realized this was pure talent, and appreciated it.

Unfortunately I don't have any footage of his throwing so have included Ross' mad footy skills:


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