(From Bullfrog Press):
I’d rather be a poet
than a captain of industry
I’d rather design a building
than speak before parliament
I’d rather play golf with friends
than win a tournament
I’d rather hear a learned lecturethan watch TV
I’d rather read a vital book
than work in the yard
I’d rather pray and meditate
than dream of stuff I don’t have
I’d rather talk to friends openly
than tell a lie.
Vern Wiltse
“Who’ll be my role model
now that my role model is
gone, gone?”
My friend and former colleague Randy Strand died of a heart attack on Christmas Day. He was the photo editor at Donruss-Playoff, where I worked as a graphics designer four years ago. Randy could be a real pain in the ass. I mean, you could be angry at him for days, without really trying. But he was tops at his job, quick to help others, and mended fences with ease, always making you forget why you were mad at him.
During my stay at Donruss, I worked out with him daily, using the company’s gym and sports trainer. He had lost a bunch of weight on the Atkins diet, and remained an active person to keep it off. The last time I saw him was at Chuy’s in Dallas, where he stopped to day hello to a mutual friend, on his way to a concert. He was fifty years old. I’ll miss him very much.
Some other folks have kind words to say about Randy at sportshooter.com.
