My Friend. When I heard that you had left us, the memories of our conversations at work about photography, graduating from John Jay High School and the times we had a Skateland West even though years apart came flooding back bit the first thing I thought of was your tea you used to bring for potlucks. There were imitators , but nothing like yours. I will remember that smile you graced the world with and hope to see it again when I see you again. Until then, rest well.
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