He would bring flowers off trees to me and if he couldn’t get flowers he would bring me grass harlta.

From as young as 18 months he would work with his dad in the yard or on cars and motorbikes.

Kyle would sit up front on Dad’s Harley tank with a proud look, smiling from ear to ear.

If Dad was working from dawn till dusk then so was Kyle, pushing his wheelbarrow beside Dad everywhere.

Even though he was the baby in the family he never showed it, to his sisters he stood up beside them, shoulders puffed and ready to go in to bat to protect them.

As Jacko grew his heart grew bigger and even more passionate for his family.

Jacko would do anything and that extended beyond his family out to friends and strangers.

Jacko loved being a caring person, respectful and loyal.

Kyle started working casual jobs at 13 —he just couldn’t wait to be like his dad and work like a man to help look after everyone.

I remember when he got offered his apprenticeship with Popey’s after he’d worked the Christmas break at 13.

The pride he had was so wonderful to see.

He said: ‘‘Mum and Dad, my dream came true, I’m going to be a diesel fitter like Dad.’’

Jacko either wanted to be a diesel fitter or a motorcycle policeman and if he couldn’t be that then a Crusty Demon.

Jacko had to be held back from working 12-hour days because he would have never stopped. He said ‘‘I want to work like everyone else, I don’t want to let my workmates down.’’

Jacko strived and never gave up. The Queensland government agreed to Kyle being the first year 9 apprentice through Good Shepherd Catholic College and he was then on his way.

Jacko worked really hard to prove he could do it and we knew he would succeed, he was so determined.

Jacko loved being part of the Popey’s team and wore their shirts with pride.

Jacko loved company, shooting, fishing, fixing cars and bikes. Jacko loved the skate park and doing his tricks.

He was amazing to watch and move through life with such happiness and direction.

He knew why he was here and what he wanted to do with his life and always put his family in his plans.

Kyle was so loving, caring, thoughtful, considerate and happy.

Kyle had his future in sight with plans, goals and a clear path he wanted for himself.

He was never a group kid, he had two great mates. James and Jayden both filled his life.

One was his workmate and the other kept the youth in Kyle.

His life was balanced so well and his family to him was his strength.

Kyle had so many great qualities and our family are all so close and we each played our parts, which when all together was so awesome, funny, happy and special.

We had movie nights, played games together, went out camping together, shared barbecues together and helped each other through times, sad moments, and never could stand to see each other’s pain or watch hard times for each other.

Kyle’s influence in our family is so sadly, tragically missed.

There was never anything he wouldn’t do to help another, always letting us know how much he loved each of us every day.

The strength Kyle had couldn’t be measured.

Kyle would stay home with me and we’d hang out together if I was alone at home. We’d watch movies and get take-out then end up sleeping in our family room all night and in the morning Jacko would make his famous scrambled eggs.

I miss Jacko so much. To me he was the perfect son and I know he loved being my boy.

He was always telling me how much he loved me and how great a mum I was and that he would always take care of me and his dad when we got old.

I knew he meant it so I felt very content in my life.

I want my son home.

I love you Jacko and I miss your presence at home.

We are waiting for you, mate.

Still searching and won’t give up. Love, Mum and Dad.