To a GREAT friend! Damn, Scotty! You beat me to it! You'll be climbing up that golden hill hearing Greg Jones playing away on his sax and Tim Valdes playing all his percussion devices and his banjo. Here's a portrait of you circa 1975, buddy. Keep that Martin tuned up; you never know who might show up at Club Paradiso! In the words of the great David Byrne, “Heaven Is A Place Where Nothing, Nothing Ever Happens.” Well that sounds just fine, doesn't it? You are loved and will be missed very much. My heart goes out to Marky and your family. Take care!