In Memoriam: Viola, our beloved companion. Today, we gather with heavy hearts to bid farewell to a cherished member of our musical family, Viola. The sad news we must share is that we found Viola with a broken neck, a heartbreaking sight that left us all in disbelief. Her head dangled delicately on a mere thread of strings, her hand-crafted beauty marred by the cruel hand of fate. Viola, with her spruce top, maple sides, ebony fingerboard, and redwood pegs, was not just an instrument; she was a faithful companion. For many years, she stood beside us, her unwavering presence never missing a rehearsal or a performance. Viola was more than a mere instrument; she was a loyal friend who gave her all in every note she played. Yet, the sorrow lies in the fact that she was never given the opportunity to shine in the spotlight. She remained in the background, her talents hidden from the world. Despite her dedication and attentiveness, she never had the chance to lead our melodies.

As we gather to remember Viola, we find ourselves asking questions that should have been answered long ago. What were her preferences, her quirks, her essence? It is a painful realization that we didn't truly know her, that she existed in the shadow of our inattention. Viola's departure leaves us with an ache in our hearts and a profound regret for not celebrating her presence when she was with us. We share our condolences, not just for her, but for ourselves as well. She was, after all, one of 'us,' an irreplaceable part of our musical tapestry. Today, we remember her, not just for her name, though 'Viola' is a name as beautiful as her music. We remember her for the soulful strings that resonated with every note, the hand-crafted intricacies that made her unique, and the ebony fingerboard that guided her melodies.

Our hearts are heavy with the knowledge that we didn't fully appreciate her until now. We mourn the loss of a friend, a companion, and a fellow musician. We weep not only for her broken neck but for our own blindness to her true worth. Today, as we pay our respects, we hear something remarkable. It's a sound, a voice we thought we had lost forever. It's unmistakable; it's Viola's voice, still speaking to us through the music she loved. Tissues may be scarce, but our memories of Viola are abundant. Unforgettable, unmistakable, and forever cherished. Let us come together to give her the send-off she deserves, a final symphony in her honour. For Viola, our dear friend, and fellow musician, you will forever be in our hearts. Thank you for the music, the memories, and the melodies that will live on.