Dear 5String,
It is winter here,last night a gale blew our Radar Tower down at work,what a miserable night....then this morning your terrible news....I was feeling so sorry for myself with a crook back,a Cold and the prospect of Snow tonight....In some strange way this News makes me appreciate what I often take for granted....Makes you realise that all around us there are colleagues and mates,heroes in their way,making a brave face of pretty dreadful situations....We shall miss him greatly,with all his problems he still found time to mentor young guys on here,to give advice to Lone Fathers and to his Dance group...May he this moment,be whirling around tripping the light fantastic toe in Paradises Ballroom in the Sky.