In 1999, Eddie Steele Rosen - son, brother, friend and very much his own true self - died. He caught meningitis. He was 18 years old. It was a shock to all who knew and loved him and now, nearly 25 years later, he's very much remembered and loved. We think of him every day, we remember his jokes, we remember his hopes. Sometimes it's hard to cope with him not being there. We imagine him seeing all the things we've been doing. This is a film by one of us: Eddie's dad, Michael.

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