No more Art

Art Buchwald died on the 17th.

I fixed Art's laptop once. He came wandering in to where I worked in Vancouver, looking for help. We didn't fix laptops, but I recognized his face and told him I'd give it a try. I asked his name as we huddled over the machine, and we chatted a bit.

When I played dumb and asked what he did, he just said, "I'm a newpaper man."

Nice guy.