I just heard of Joe's loss, so many years after it happened. I knew Joe when we both attended UC Santa Cruz and lived on the same hall in A Dorm at Porter College, in the 80's. Sometimes on the hall, we'd have little get-togethers and Joe was always a bright light, so positive and a brilliant problem solver, on a dime. I've often thought of one time when I stayed up all night to study for a test and Joe happened to walk by when I was slumped outside the Applied Science building, on the verge of tears from fatigue. He asked, "What's wrong, my tired flower?" It made me laugh and feel better instantly. You never know who's life you will touch. I hope Joe knows that he made mine -- and all the friends we had in common at Porter -- a little sunnier. Sending love and blessings to Joe's family.