To foz,

Its so unreal that i am sat facing a computer, saying my good-byes to you. i cant describe how i felt the day i found out about the tragic acident. It was both a gut churning sickness, and an overwelming sense of pride, because i was lucky enough to spend the three years of thurston with you in w3 and (i dont think you knew it at the time) but you were my first kiss! it all seems so long ago, the first time i met you on the enduction day in yr 9, you and cracknell looked so smart, and sweet and innocent ( we soon learned that this was not so!) i instantly took a liking to you. through the years at thurston, we didnt really speak that much, towards the end we jus said the ocaisonal word to each other, i dont know why that happened, but i wish now that i had taken the time to continue our friendship. i can remeber the last time i saw you exactly, it was in barningham shop, and you had a bottle of coke in your arms (wich i later learned was your favourite) and that is picture of you that will stay in my memory forever.

you were a good man foz, there are no bad words that anyone can say against you, because you had a heart of gold. Its so unfair that such a good lads life should be cut so short, and there are people in the world who deserve to be in your place, but you cant change what has happened. the positive thing that i have got out of this (not that it should of happened in this way) is to value everyone that i know even more than i do, to live life to the full and to fullfill all of my dreams, because you never know when your time will come to be taken to another place. and thats how i like to think of it, your body might not be here, but your spirit is in the spirit world, giving all of the people up there the pleasure so many of us down here had... meetin you and having such a fantastic person be a part of our lives.

take care sweetheart, eventualy we will all be reunited... all my love
Helen Shelley