YSK, I remember as a child, we would stay the night at your house. I remember all the toys kept in the storeroom, how you'd take them out for us to play.
You'd sit in your favourite chair, you'd silently watch television. You'd hardly utter a word, but nod or chuckle in response to conversation.
A quiet, gentle soul.
Mr. C, I have not known you for very long.
But I am honoured to have known you.
I will always remember your dry wit, the twinkle in your eyes, your life stories you regaled me with.
Above all, I will always remember you for your strength.
There are two bright stars more in the sky.