I worked with Mr. B at the State Library for many years. Since my dad was also born of Italian immigrant parents I really enjoyed the shared bond. One of my favorite memories is from working with Mr. B on a remodeling project. One night the contractors left scraps of material on the floor. Mr. B walked into the area the next morning, picked up a skinny piece of aluminum cut from a duct pipe, and bent one end so it could stand upright, about 15" tall. The piece of metal looked rather artistic so I put it on display. Over the next few months, many people commented on what an attractive work of art it was. (This is a true story!) I'm glad I knew Mr. B, a very warm and wonderful man.