My best memories are of holidays in Phoenix, working the Circle Ball Fair, Lake Powell, Sedona, the one time we played golf and mostly Rick and Mandy visiting me in SF. I am still in awe of Rick’s natural creativity. The world has lost a loving, kind, generous man and is truly diminished for it. Goodbye my brother, travel well. My favorite passage about loss comes from Kahlil Gibran, “Love knows not its depth until the hour of separation.”