..en aning krångligt att klättra på en repstege i storm 

men fuck den som ger sig.

Don't look down .. up up we go !

* 27 mars 1976 -  18 september 2011

Now the sun's gone to hell. And the moon's riding high. Let me bid your farewell. Every man has to die. But it's written in the starlight. And every line on your palm. We're fools to make war. On our brothers in arms.

Eino, du finns föralltid i våra hjärtan ! Sov så gott.