I do not have a story, but I have an imagination, and I shall use it to create a picture of the man you might have been. I bet you were brave. I bet you walked into battle with such courage and emotion that the whole world stopped and stared. I bet you loved someone back at home, a sweet girl with kind eyes and a smile that melted you from the inside out. I bet you were gentle and kind, and that you saw a goodness in everybody you met. I wonder if you were tall or short, had blue eyes or brown, a straight nose or buck teeth or squintey eyes. It wouldn't matter to me, or anybody else, for you stood in the face of danger and confronted your enemies to save those back at home. You were brave. You were kind. You fought. You won.

Charlie Lidster