From Ken, on Norfolk Island:

Hi Vivian,

Sorry to hear that your Dad died, I just realised that he was the person that I’ve known for the longest period in my life. We were born in the same area (I was born in a village six miles outside Leeds) we went to the same college in Leeds (although I quit to join the RAF and then went to other colleges when I got out), we both emigrated to Canada to work for AVRO and then to the ‘States to work for Boeing. Well that’s seventy-seven years after Leeds and forty-six years after Canada. He was a great guy and I’ll often think about him and the New Years Day at an ice covered Baythorn when I thought I might get seriously injured riding a horse that I hated while trying to keep up with your Dad and H P. I guess my problem was that I never learned to sing to a horse. Your dad was a great "Horse Singer" and a great rider.

Regards and Regrets, Ken.