Memory eternal...is what we say to honor the Dead here in the Orthodox East. Bro, the amount of death that crosses our lives only makes us stronger and want to live for those we have lost. We live for them. I will sit on my balcony, have a Scotch, smoke a cigar and toast Ceasar. And to you, Tristan, be strong. Ukraine needs people like you. One day, we will get together and raise a toast to all of the fallen here in this place of ghosts, phantoms, legends, death, blood, war, kindness, creativity and Holiness. Slava Ukraina!