When you have to put on your MSP hat again and be an MSP, please remember who you are, the people you love, Michael Gray and all those who are in his situation today and in the future who may be given that extra opportunity through the tenacity of the human spirit.I want to finish by reading a couple of verses from a poem by Maya Angelou entitled “When Great Trees Fall”.“Great souls die andour reality, bound tothem, takes leave of us.Our souls,dependent upon theirnurture,now shrink, wizened.Our minds, formedand informed by their radiance,fall away.We are not so much maddenedas reduced to the unutterable ignoranceof dark cold caves.And when great souls die,after a period peace bloomsslowly and alwaysirregularly.