Incredibly well said Jim. He was one of those people you were fortunate to cross paths with. It didn't matter how long or how well he knew you. He was equally gracious to all. I was only in his neck of the woods one time (out in SF from Wisconsin) and he took time out of his day to pick me up at the BART station to take me cruising in the road runner. His wife was clearly used to the frequent car buff company that he was surrounded by as she made us a great thanksgiving dinner and shared time and stories in the Stu man cave.
