When I first began attending Lansdowne Baptist Church Trevor and Rona Locke were legends. As pioneer missionaries in India they were supported by the church. We sent them about £5000 a year. With that they supported themselves, their young son Justin, and about six other workers. They were translators. Trevor used to visit tribal peoples committing their languages to tape. Rona, the librarian, kept countless records on file cards (no computers in those days) and together they would transliterate the spoken languages and provide a written form so that reading primers and the Scripture could be provided for these native peoples. Together they were in much demand, not just as missionary speakers, but as the greatest experts in indigenous Indian languages.
Their son was a fine young boy. I remember the church bought him a bicycle when he was 13. He had already had a bike, but seeing a local pastor without one, he had given him his. He grew into a fine young man who married and had two children. A few years ago he lost his life while trying to rescue a drowning friend.
When Trevor and Rona returned from the mission field they could not afford to live in Bournemouth, but settled in Sheffield where house prices are cheaper. Here they began an outreach to Moslems. Trevor suffered a heart attack in Sheffield and following that they returned to their sending church here in Bournemouth.
In their latter years they remained active in the church and Trevor continued to visit the local mosque where his gentle and winning manner was accepted as he tried to win Moslems for Christ. Recently, Rona has suffered a series of strokes, which left her frustrated and she began to find it difficult to communicate. She died this morning. Even now she will be welcomed in heaven. Well done, good and faithful servant!