4 years have passed since that awful day and each day since I have thought of you. Unable to speak to anyone about it, unable to unload the grief. You were effervescent and the quiet storm. Your craft the ultimate, your heart the biggest. We miss you, I break still and always will. My grief knows no end. In another life, perhaps it will be different. Sleep on my steadfast Tory, until we meet again. RIP Alan.