They say remember someone in the blowing of the wind, the shining of the moon and the stars, and the tide as it ebbs and flows - and that is so true - for wherever I go I take you with me and think of you. Our pond here still has lots of little newts and these in particular remind me of the stories you used to tell us when we were little of Boldon and the brooks where you used to be as a young kid. The bees remind me of you. So, everything, everything reminds me of you. Thinking of you especially today when you had to leave us in 1975. I am proud to say you were my dad; forever I will miss you, and forever I will hold you closely in my heart. x Love you my dear dad. xxxx