Elephant Soars Over

cool!

Thanks!

When I first met Andy, he was brewing me Cuban espressos in the coffee shop I basically lived in while I was trying to get my legs under me as a writer. So humble and unassuming, yet so fabulously talented.

I learned a tiny part of the use of eye and imagination from countless hours of watching him, less than that of actual technique, and none at all of that unassuming humility thing.

I miss him terribly. He's hard to track. But he usually shows up in Atlanta at least once per year for the huge nerd convention we have here around Labor Day.

You'd love him, but then, all the women do. :)

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Sorry to hear that you miss him and maybe I would but I'm not that happy being bunched in with all other women...
:p

If there's a failure of sensitivity there on my part I'll put the blame where it belongs: distant echoes of twinges of irritation whilst trying to get the attention of some of those aforementioned women when he was around.

I wasn't being ignored by All Women, but it sure seemed like it. ;)

In any case, you strike me as someone who knows how to value a heart of gold, and he sure has one. How's that for a better way of putting it?

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