I posted this over at RRAX, so sorry if you've read this already, feel free to skip, but, since we're telling tales, I'd like to make 3 points.
When I was working for him at his house, he was often around. In fact, one day he came back from a run and went straight for the fridge, walked back with two beers (Buds, of course), and handed me one..."It's Friday, why not?" he said. I know it's gehy, but that can is in my mementos collection. (One of a million he probably gave out over the years, but the first one he gave me, LOL)
Another time, he was sitting behind me while I worked, BS-ing, and out of the blue says, "I hear you're a racer".
(I start sweating!) "Yea, SCCA Club stuff".
Him: "Cool, what class and car?".
I tell him, and try to downplay it.
He says, (And I never could believe this), "Don't you live right around the corner?"
"Sure..." I say, "....just about a block away".
And he then suggests, "Why don't you bring it over Friday? Cops will never know". (My first IT car)
So, on Friday, he comes out kicks the tires so to speak, asks questions and listens patiently. He points out I could stand a little more roll cage on the right, and I reply that I would but since I drive it to the track, my girlfriend would have no place to sit if I added a bar. He gets a huge grin, and says, "You drive it to the track???? THAT's the way to go racing!"
He is just that nice...
Somebody somewhere mentioned how cool it would have been to be at Lime Rock to watch his laps Wed. I was talking with a friend on the phone about that last night, and we both agreed that we were kinda glad we missed it. I know there is no way I would have been able to see a thing through my tear filled eyes. How his crew guys (who he's known for years) strapped him in for the last session, I'll never know.
He is just that much of a hero to us all.
(And I'm sure he responded to any tears at that point with a wise crack like, "C'mon, hurry it up here, I'm not going to live forever!".......)
He's just that cool....