Si,

Every day you cross my mind in memories that I treasure like the times we used to travel and lough and the times we smoked together.. I never got to say goodbye, but you’ll be greatly missed. You are forever in my heart. Farewell, my friend.

Now – let’s get pissed..

About The Man:

An honest man here lies at rest, As e’er God with His image blest: The friend of man, the friend of truth; The friend of age, and guide of youth: Few hearts like his, with virtue warm’d, Few heads with knowledge so inform’d: If there’s another world, he lives in bliss; If there is none, he made the best of this.

By Robert Burns