An artist.
A craftsman.
A philosopher in a way.
Also a courteous and polite man.

He had a couch at NAHBS Austin. I got in early, and was too intimidated to go over and say hi. (He was probably the only person smoking in the convention center, and no one seemed to mind).

I didn't meet him, but I got to listen to him chat, well before show opening, with Richard Sachs. They were coming at the subject from two different directions, but under the words, there was a thick foundation of respect for the person, work notwithstanding.

Peloton magazine had one of the best articles ever about him and his approach. It's no wonder Robin Williams owned his frames. So much more to it than a bike.

The world will miss such a person, often overlooked because he built bicycles. He built a lot more than that.

At BAMF in High Point, NC, two of his frames, complete builds, were on display, unguarded, in the often empty Civic Center. He was that kind of guy. It was not an issue. The event, Bicycle-Art Meets Form, was pretty much what he was about.