First of all, I always remember him smiling. Full red cheeks and a wide smile, always in host mode. Most notably I remember the way he would sneak off to the garage with me and the football guys to take a breath from the party and talk cigars and whiskey- and he made me feel COOL. Like one of “the guys” when I didn’t often get a chance to feel that way in high school. He was also really direct when he told me how much he believed in me and how much he loved watching us on stage. It always made what we were doing feel important whenever it felt frustrating, monotonous, or just plain BAD (LOL). So many magnetic qualities that definitely stick with me from even over a decade ago.