Hunter M. Hancock

it's meaningful that I remember Hunter nearly every day. We saw each other only a couple days a week for coffee. We sure enjoyed each other's company. Hunter adored my dog Skeeter. When I lost Skeeter this summer, my first thought was of Hunter and Skeeter playing together in Heaven. That has been such a warm moment for me. I had coffee the morning of his accident. I never dreamed for a moment it would be our last time. Life is like that. Miss you sir. The smartest man I ever knew.

In the most recent years, I had the good fortune to spend many mornings having coffee with Hunter. We saw him very frequently. He said our time together gave him the opportunity to speak. Hunter had a lot to say. He could get on a tear and speak for 30 minutes without taking a breath. He was without a doubt one of the most brilliant, articulate men I ever know. I am going to miss him terribly.