“I was only seven when he died,” Kear explained in a BBC documentary titled The Stranger at My Brother’s Grave. “I haven’t got that many memories of him, unfortunately. Mom told me afterwards, she said I just sat and one tear ran down my cheek. And I just said, ‘Never mind mommy, we’ll see him again one day.’”
“Of course, I never went to the funeral or anything like that,” Kear continued. “My mom used to say that he was a boy who was loved because he always had time for the elderly and that. And he just was.” Despite the fading memory of her brother, though, the 77-year-old still tends to his grave at Prestbury’s St. Mary’s Church.
However, 20 years ago Kear noticed that she wasn’t the only person visiting her brother’s gravesite. Flowers, poems and all sorts of gifts were being laid there by a stranger, piquing the septuagenarian’s curiosity. With each visit, she would discover something new, deepening the mystery.