Dear Roger,
Are you keeping court somewhere now, surrounded by friends new and old? I expect you are.
No doubt you managed to hand-pick a few controversial people to join you at the dinner party, to add a couple fireworks to the conversation, something to keep everyone alert until the salsa and spoon sessions begin. I can almost see you seated at the head of a long pine table, a glass of red wine in hand, taking it all in, thoroughly enjoying the argumentative mayhem you so carefully orchestrated.
You will be missed by children who grew up listening to your stories, by friends who stayed up late talking about the future, by sisters who admired and loved you, by school-boy brothers who explored the world beside you, by your colleagues who worked to make our planet a better place, by the clients you helped to achieve greater things, and by loved ones who brought joy to your life.
We are so blessed to have known you with the wry smile.
Let’s hope your dreams, good deeds and lively discussions continue to live on through all of us.
Thank you.
Take care.
