Some time ago I posted a blog about the White Witch of the Western Isles.
She was a wonderful old lady and she gave me a gift I have treasured ever since.
She also told me something which, at the time, I thought was mystical garbage. She told me that I would be the last.
I had no idea what she meant back in 1978. I do now.
"No-one really dies until their name is forgotten". As the last It is my duty to remember the names. I do!