Heinz B as I fondly called you, you will be missed by many, I am still in denial that you left us forever. I remembered on the New Years eve of 1989 when your mum called me in Aachen and gave me the good news about your arrival. I was over my head with joy, I can still hear the echo of my voice. I guess I need not ask God why, but it really hurts. I remembered the weekend my kids and I came to bueckeburg to welcome you, the journey to Bueckeburg from Aachen, is only three hours away, but we spent five hours after missing several exits, your mum was so worried why we took so long on the way. When we finally arrived in Bueckburg your mum was standing right in the middle of the street in joy knowing that we were safe. I can still hear the echo of the laughter and fun we had after that. I can remember how your mum journeyed between Frankfurt and Bueckburg trying to protect you. I can go on and on Heinz B, the bottom line RIP. You left stamps in our hearts that never shall be erased till we meet again. SLEEP IN PEACE SON, SLEEP ON.