I first met Malcolm in the early 70's when i was living in London with his sister Pauleene. I was struck at that time by Malcolm's warmth and sense of humour. When i returned to the UK last year for a holiday i visited Malcolm and his lovely wife, Chrissie. I was welcolmed into their home and Malcolm's warmth and sense of humour shone through his devastating disease. it was truly an honour to spend time with them and witness their love for each other and their family. I have boundless admiration for Malcolm's courage and for his family's ability to care for him. I cherish the memories and hang the painting he gave me proudly on my wall where I can see it every day and remind myself how important it is to love and be loved by others. Annie