Dear Friends of Boundless:
Adrian, who invested his identity in managing Boundless operations for 23 years, headed for greener pastures at the end of March. He left his DNA imprinted in this Boundless.
On a personal note, I lost a General and gained a friend. I wrote the following poem (Please note that I stole a few lines from Bruce Springsteen).
We played kings of the mountain
Our eyes pried open by the thrill
Yet, too often, reality charged up the hill
We towered side by side
each one fighting for the other
Forever more Adrian, we are blood brothers
The hardness of this world ground some dreams away
black and white turned to grey
We did it anyways
Always moving ahead. Never one to slack
You redefined “I got your back”
My emotions are impossible to conceal
Have I fallen beneath the wheel?
Have I lost or gained sight?
we’ll leave that question to hindsight
I feel the power of many friends around me
And the miles we have come
And the battles won and lost
So many roads travelled
So many rivers crossed
I honour you Adrian, I know there shall never be another
Forever more, we are blood brothers
