he loved the new yorker. he loved classical music. he loved almost all music. he loved the website www.foundmagazine.com (check it out). he loved words. he loved spicy foods. he loved books. his amazon orders continue to arrive, even though he is gone. he loved kathy's cooking. he loved colorado. he loved photos of ghost towns. he loved architecture. he loved pottery (i teased him relentlessly for it. sorry bub). he loved the black kettle flower pot that his mother used at every house (he continued the tradition). he loved npr. he loved this american life. and le show. and ozarks at large. he loved plants. he loved his job at kinsman (see www.kinsmangarden.com). he loved knowing about all of the elements on the periodic table. he loved the bible. he read it. and knew it. he loved cartoons. especially adult swim on the cartoon network. he loved the computer. loved the internet. he loved the rock wall he built with ed. he loved chinese buffets. he loved camping. he loved the weather. he craved the spring. i look around now and see every bloom honoring him. he loved building things. always for other people. he never charged them enough. he loved coffee. he looked forward to it - the night before. he loved bookstores - used & new. he loved carhartt t-shirts. he loved boats. he loved motorcyles. he loved the gulf coast. he loved montauk point. he loved teva sandals. and good hiking boots. he loved maps. he loved the smell of eucalyptus. he loved barns. he loved driving. he loved going to the movies. he loved being on the water & just ordered boat building plans before passing away. he loved making fires. he loved candles. he loved mexican food. he loved his camping gear. he loved (and hated) his white van. he loved animals - all kinds. he loved his dictionaries. he had many. there was always one open on his coffee table.