Remembering a friend

[ceslas]

He went as he lived, quietly and with dignity. A soldier to the end who went with his boots on and dog-tags intact. The Mighty Quin served his life with distinction. There was never a rider he did not treat with calm acceptance. He taught lightness and balance without needing to use resistance or frustration.

A sergeant of the finest kind, Quin

Comments

[alexis_laforge]

Sigh. There is nothing so awful as the loss of a dear friend.

[isha_libran]

Aw, I'm so sorry for your loss. *BIG hug*

[hoban_harper]

Oh, I'm so sorry for your loss! I hope you can always remember the wonderful times.