After almost forty years together my beloved Sir has passed. The night he died I called and asked the nurse to place the phone by his ear. I spoke softly to him, telling him I would be alright, that he need not stay for me. My final service to Sir was to give him permission to go, assuring him again that I would be alright. I ended the call. Fifteen minutes later my Sir passed away. The last voice he heard before he died was mine. Sir, I will love you always. Fly free until we reconnect.