(Lorenzo Di Medici)

Terrorism is a frighteningly random war, with only innocent victims - those who are killed, those who are maimed, and those who are left behind to mourn.

Clayton and Claire were passengers on PamAm flight 103 which was blown out of the sky over Lockerbie on December 21st, 1988. According to the media they were on a round trip to New York to buy an engagement ring. They had made a commitment to each other to spend their lives together, but a war robbed them of the opportunity to fulfill that promise, to have their wedding day, to have their life together, to have their future.

I met Clayton at RIHE in southwest London in 1982; we were both studying Social Administration as part of a degree course. I remember him because he was blonde, with wavy locks and heads turned when he walked past. But more than that he wasn't arrogant, he was friendly, open, courteous and honest. A thoroughly nice bloke. Like all of us who left college in 1985 he had a future to look forward to, a world to make his own, to share with someone special. How short that future proved to be.

I didn't know Claire, who died aged 19, beside the man she adored, her future husband. But she can only have been a beautiful, warm and caring person to have captured Clayton's heart.

They are now, forever, together in God's Garden of Love. Remembered by those they left behind.

May they rest in peace together. God Bless.