Rest in Peace, Tony

Loving Heart Too Soon Departed
Everywhere He Went He Farted

Tony Schiavone was a friend of mine. Some called him an iconophile because he was agreeable, generally good-natured in debate or simple conversation, and seldom annoyed, anxious, or angry. Some said he was the Yin to my Yang but one thing we shared was a complete contempt for lies and those who spread them. If he had been a work colleague, maybe he would have helped me deal with so many untruths passing as promises. Instead, we kept ourselves amused rather than angry sharing comments, lists, and stories.