Hard to believe it's two years now.If only you'd stayed with us for those last two weeks you may still be here.If only you'd stuck with your supportive friends instead of the scum who turned up at the hospital and then had the gall to visit you at Alans.If I knew then what I know now. 'More to the picture ,than meets the eye' Fly free forever Ben.I know we'll all meet up again one day.Miss you so very much.Love from all your family and true friends xXxXx

"Immigrant Song" Ah, ah, We come from the land of the ice and snow, From the midnight sun where the hot springs flow. The hammer of the gods will drive our ships to new lands, To fight the horde, singing and crying: Valhalla, I am coming! On we sweep with threshing oar, Our only goal will be the western shore. Ah, ah, We come from the land of the ice and snow, From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow. How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore, Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your overlords. On we sweep with threshing oar, Our only goal will be the western shore. So now you'd better stop and rebuild all your ruins, For peace and trust can win the day despite of all your losing. Page & Plant Happy 33rd birthday Ben.Missed by all your family and true friends. Love from all of us,always xxxxx

� Mary E. Ferstler I miss my son who used to be who cared about himself and his family Never one to show his feelings openly He was always there When I needed him to be We have been through so much over the years Anger, joy and so many tears I know I didn't always do the right thing and was not always good at mothering I knew that I could never go back, and fix all the wrongs So I worked very hard to set a new track I tried to show you the sunshine and hope and how great life can be When you take it on soberly But when it came your turn to choose You choose the path without any rules I know its dark and it will empty your soul But always remember You could always come home Miss you so much Ben All my love mum xxxxx