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My friend Sam passed away very very recently. You may know him on here as Samtheman. He had the most terrific smile thoughout his many health trouble's. I loved his quest and thirst for information and his loving nature was so admirable. I only knew you for a brief year or so, it was far too short a time. I so hoped my answers helped you and gave you most knowledge on Duchenne. We all miss you and Love you. Sleep well my friend, nothing can hurt you now, you're free from all your troubles.

I'd like to leave my poem 'A tribute' on here, it is an ever poignant message now;

A tribute...

This is a tribute to all my fallen comrades

They were not slain by weapons

Nor war wounds but still heroes to the end

Taken by the dark claw of this deadly muscle disease

They were strong to the fore

Strength to their core while all around muscles receded

They were workers, businessmen, artists and friends

An inner power of towering energy known no bounds

Great public orators letting all know their struggle to be equal

To be equal in standards of care, equal in love

Equal in society in a world not geared for them

From innocent childhood to paralysing adulthood

Miserery not their style, happiness and warmth their comforter

No pity for them please

Just remember them

The brave forgotten few

Our brothers, our sons, our fathers, our friends

Taken before their time.