R.I.P. Grandad (Archie Gibson)

Leading out the Iron
Death doesn't usually give you any relief from hurt in any circumstances, but for my Grandad who suffered from the horrible disease 'Alzheimers', there was some kind of consolation for the loss of the man I have idolised since a young age, knowing he had his personality back at last. This horrible disease ate away at my Grandad and deprived us of his jolly, kind and funny man personality in the final years of his life. He was finally back to himself, and although not on earth our family take consolation in the fact that he is now up there watching down on us. He can finally remember the people who loved him dearly, he can remember playing in front of 40 odd thousand fans for Leeds week in week out, he can remember leading out the Iron as captain.

As a youngster I dreamed of being a footballer, and luckily I had my Grandad to look up to, to give me advice. I remember me asking him for a kick around expecting it to be with a full size football, no, he made sure we played with a tennis ball, because in his words 'That's all I had to train with when I was a youngster'. He in a sense was my idol, his job was what millions dream of doing. In that sense he was a lucky man, but he worked very hard to get the opportunity. He deserved it!

He joined Leeds United on the 31 May 1951 and stayed there for 9 years. He made 174 appearances for Leeds scoring 5 goals. Here is a brief paragraph taken from Leeds website 'http://www.ozwhitelufc.net.au/players_profiles/G/GibsonAB.php':