When I think of Ben, I think of:
- Tim Tams
- Multi-coloured speedos from Argentina
- My protective ‘Big Brother’ that never let me talk to any boys
- Diet Coke
- Picking me up and swinging me around
- My ‘on call’ moral compass when unsure
- Our Sydney Trip together: I was trying to make him choc chip cookies but only remembered to double some of the ingredients - it was the biggest cooking disaster of my cooking history and he never let me forget it.
- Great work ethic
- Backstreet boys and Savage Garden- when he first told me that was his favourite music i thought it was a joke...
- the way Ben waddled when he walked
- Ben's quiet but strong walk with God - without being pushy or intrusive, Ben followed his own convictions and encouraged and mentored me through many stages.
My life has been so greatly benefited by his.
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That hat Ben is wearing came from our home - it just now that i remember Ben's enthusiasm at having the hat and our pleasure that it was going to a home of love. The hat was made - wait for it - by a woman in Kenya made from used supermarket plastic bags - that she cut a knitted or knotted - her son Tindy - who was studying at La Trobe Wodonga campus came and had a great weekend on the farm - our boys loved Tindy - and this and another equally "amazing" hat were our gifts from Tindy - fancy Ben loving that hat - well actually it makes sense really on a whole heap of levels
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