If you’re lucky enough to live in the state of California, you struck ‘gold.’
The hearty hand from a bear hug of a man graciously escorted you from highways to skyways over towns & woods touching the hearts and souls of its people.
Enroute he led with ease and simplicity across ‘mother earth’ and all her inhabitants. Whether trees, rocks or streams, they joined in the chorus of living things. Buildings came to life in tribute to human lives of toil and sacrifice. People who might never have been known, were seen and heard.
What else could that touch of ‘gold’ light up but only the face of an ‘angel’…… our one and only beloved ‘HUELL HOWSER.’ He gave us beauty, we honor his peace.