I had the privilege of having my life turned upside down just under seven years ago. I met the most wonderful lady in the world. Because of her, this project of my book has become a reality. We met as I started writing, and was looking for an editor. Into my life comes Lesley Freeman, who later became much more important to me. As life goes on, and gets complicated, we became more involved. I was then granted the privilege of her becoming my wife, on October 12, 2019. I never had a more happier day in my life, as well as the time that led to it. Not all men are honored with someone that is so incredibly matched to you, as I am with her. Lesley, the honor that you gave me by becoming my wife, I could never articulate in words. You are the most incredible support any man could ever ask for in a wife.
Unfortunately our lives together, was cut way to short. When you died on April 28, 2020, six months after this wonderful day, I was not sure how I could continue. But when we married, you brought five more children, and nine more grandchildren into my life. Now we have six children and eleven grandchildren. Two of these children were asking what was going to happen with the book, and I said I did not care any longer. They encouraged me to complete it as a tribute to you. These words sounded so much like you, there is no doubt who their mother is. Your character is in everyone of the children, so you will always be here. So After a lot of searching to find all your editing, I did it, and now it is here. Lesley Demland, you will be missed, your bright light is no longer here, but your spirit carries on. This book is about leadership, and you never saw it, but you were a leader. Your influence will impact many people that you are not ever aware of, but that is one of the things I love about you. Thank you for being in my life, and know you have forever changed me.


I miss my teacher, the person I looked up to daily, and most of all I miss the stories she’d tell us at the end of the day, no matter how silly, or funny they were they always managed to leave a wide smile over my face. It’s strange calling her a teacher because she was like a second mother. She treated me and everyone else like gold, I’ll forever cherish the Covid zoom calls she would give us where she read.
Rip, Lesley Demland
-Ben
I miss her as well. I have many of the recordings of her “read aloud” and look at them from time to time. You must be a freshman I would guess.