
An Indelible Mark
An old friend of mine passed away unexpectedly recently. He was just 36 years old. He left behind a wife and a 6-year-old boy named Roger – after his favourite tennis player. He was something of a dab hand himself. I watched him play tennis in the junior division at Wimbledon in 2006. Unfortunately, we drifted apart over the years. I went my own way … Continue reading An Indelible Mark