Sam, nearly all of my childhood memories involve you, your family and the farm; riding the quad, building huts, eeling and swimming in the river. The time we drew all over your bedroom walls after you told me it would be okay and that your mum said we were allowed, swimming in the Dalefield School pool and the time we got to go in the hot air balloon. All sleeping in Callum or Christa's room and the fights for the best bed and blankets (Ty normally got the floor). As we got older we still stayed close, you would always give me a hug if I saw you walking around town looking fly as. I miss you so much every day Sam, I love you. Courteney xoxo