Extract from a poem by Henry Scott Holland I am I and you are you. Whatever we were to each other, that we still are. Speak to me in the easy way which you always used. Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? Life means all that it ever meant; it is the same as it ever was. Thank you ever so much for choosing to support the work of the British Lung Foundation by creating this Breath of Life Fund online tribute in loving memory of Frank Picken. We hope that you find it a positive experience developing the site and that it becomes a place of comfort and inspiration for you to visit whenever you want or need to. It has been designed to be a truly lasting tribute for perpetuity for future generations to see.

2 years on since we lost you Frank and I think you would be proud of the progress that me and Claire over the past few months. We have turned a corner and can accept that you have gone and we focus now on the good times we had and the memories instead of dwelling on what might have been. This doesn't mean that we care any less - we still think about you every day and will continue to do so. Love and miss you Frank xxxx June

Archie looked up at the sky tonight and blew you a kiss before bed. We talk about you everyday & miss you so much Dad xxxxxx