So sorry to hear about Jack. I met Jack through his business Superior Hardwoods I was a salesman for a hardwood lumber company. We talked on the phone many times but when I started making sales trips to Alaska and met in person it became a quick friendship. Our love of the outdoors, philosophy regarding forest practices, and love of certain mechanical devices such as airplanes. I used to ride an old Harley, when I would call Jack or he would call me I remember he would always say, " you still riding that big Hog around the country?" I think maybe that was something he thought he would like to do. It became a lot more than selling lumber we became friends and had some great times and adventures. From showing me the sights around Fairbanks, golfing to sheep hunting up in the Brooks Range. The hunting trip was a wonderful memory even though we weren't successful bagging a sheep. It was more about the adventure of being out there seeing and exploring, we were both on the same page. I don't know if Jack shared the story of our hunting trip with anyone else, but lets just say it was truly an adventure that involved his plane, weather and a lack of fuel! We flew out to his cabin one time ( he let me fly his Citabria) and when we got there he said to take the canoe and go catch a nice Pike for dinner. So I did, me not being a Pike fisherman or knowing what they're capable of (they have teeth). Pike were plentiful most every cast, and when I caught a keeper, I gave it a good whack and began taking out the lure with pliers. The Pike came alive tried to swallow my hand. There was blood everywhere and Jacks pliers ended up in the drink. The point of telling this is the memory of Jack laughing so hard when I got back to the cabin with the fish and bloodied hand. Jack and I stayed in touch for years xmas cards and an occasional letter, never got down to Arizona he sure seemed to enjoy the new landscape to explore. Some of our last communications were about my new adventure in managing some timberland in NE Washington we had some good forestry conversations, he was truly excited for me. There was talk of a visit I wish it could of happened. We'd fallen out of communication for a number of years, for what ever reason I'd been thinking of him about a month ago telling myself I need to reconnect. Last week I found an appropriate card with a picture of a canoe, started looking up his address in my book and decided to do a search for Jack in Globe AZ and the obit popped up. A person goes through life trying not to have any regrets but things don't always go that way, I do regret not staying in better touch with my friend. Jack was a wonderful example of enjoying life. I'm so fortunate to have the memories.