I just heard that yesterday you were with us and today you are not. I’m in shock. You had a heart as big as the city of LA and the damn thing went and let you down. Thank-you for all the hard work; thank-you for all the great people you brought in; thank-you for all the cussing and face-scrunching and thank-you for posting that really daft picture of me on your web-site. Most of all thank-you for being you and caring.
You promised me you were going to get me some hot babes for Callback so I’ll have to find another way now – but that’s not the point. Point is you were prepared to do it without a thought. Thank-you for being so generous.
I guess you’re scoping out the angels now. Let me know how it goes. R.I.P. Scottie Lazarus.
Hi Nigel. Today, I was reminded of my friend Scottie in one of life’s most unpredictably fantastic ways of communicating with us. Was nice to discover your letter. He certainly was a face scruncher as well as a tongue to the roof of his mouth snapper. I appreciate your post. Cheers, Mark Arinsberg