Ladies, Gentlemen and Neilold. As you are all aware beloved forum member KRY10 has left us. This sweet prince, this king amongst men was taken from us in the prime of life. Never again will we know what KRY10 thought about this or be able to tag him in things he had nothing to do with and find his opinion. It is a sad day for us all. I thought as it were if everyone wanted to put on their finest black suit and outfit and maybe say a few words about our fallen hero this would be the place to do it. If anyone has a poem or anything they would like to read please feel free. There will everyone sharing memories and poems, then a raffle in his honor then maybe some sandwiches. Thank you everyone and lets support each other in this difficult time. I will start I will never forget in most posts when someone would post "I wonder what @kry102001 things about this" and sometimes he would appear, sometimes confused, sometimes angry and sometimes partaking in the jocularity. These are times I will miss. He will now be part of the same club as Tex Rimmer and Lynsey Calver as people who will be tagged and never respond. Whose Raffle Ticket is that? I think I know. Its owner is quite sad though. It really is a tale of woe, I watch him frown. I cry hello. He gives his Raffle Ticket a shake, And sobs until the tears make. The only other sound's the break, Of distant waves and birds awake. The Raffle Ticket is KRY10, Tex Rimmer and deep, But he has promises to keep, Until then he shall not sleep. He lies in bed with ducts that weep. He rises from his bitter bed, With thoughts of sadness in his head, He idolises being dead. Facing the day with never ending dread.