Vincent

Vincent, Vicente, Vahnsohn

Pronounce his name whichever way you will.

He didn't care.

Vincent loved the mountains.

Vicente loved adventure.

Vahnsohn loved life.

  
           
I didn't know him very long
 
         
               
  but long enough       to say he was a real friend.    
                       
                 
       
       
He was torn from our lives
 
      at the tender age of twenty seven.  
           
         
                 
Has he really gone?            
I can't believe that.  
     
   
When we walk in the mountains
 
He'll still be there with us
               
             
Walking alongside us          
             
               
        Vincent, Vicente, Vahnsohn.