RODE LONDON

WHAT shapes the character of a man is the way he reacts in times of affliction. 

James MacDonald exemplified that privilege until his final gasp.


Confronted with his own mortality at the horribly youthful period of only 36, MacDonald, one of the best youthful footballers to ever rise up out of these parts, gazed intently at the tumor that pursued him with the same persistent inspiration he helped with him through life.


Get harmed? Don't worry about it, he would return more grounded. Be told he could no more play? Don't worry about it, he would move home and land a position.



Despite the apparent dreariness of his circumstances, MacDonald stayed unbowed. A mind boggling soul smoldered inside of him.



"When he was well he ensured he was getting a charge out of the great days he had," says his dad, James senior.


"He never needed to know dates. He simply needed to battle on the length of he could."



MacDonald was determined last October to have Pericardial Mesothelioma, an uncommon type of heart disease where tiny asbestos strands achieve the body's focal organ. He had not felt well for a considerable length of time and after various healing facility registration, a reason for his affliction was at last recognized.




In his developmental years, the previous Inverness Secondary School student had appeared to be bound to cut a way for himself in the expert amusement.



A schoolboy worldwide for Scotland at 13 years old, this anxious Highlander combat against impression of being from a footballing backwater to get the considerations of Precious stone Royal residence, Officers and Stockpile.




MacDonald played youth football for both Castle and Officers, joining his juvenile vocation with his studies. James would drive his child to recreations for the Ibrox club once in a while twice every week amid the season, before the late spring arrived and MacDonald would set out toward Royal residence.