Well, hello. For those of you who don’t know me, I was a good friend of Franz’s from art school. It’s strange to be standing up here in front of all of you. I never would have thought when I first met Franz at Heatherley’s Fine Arts School in London that in 25 years I’d be talking about him at his funeral. I suppose I’ll do my best to do him justice.You know, I’m one of the few...

"We're like two butter knives that were used to make peanut butter and jelly sandwiches." I said this to Kelly one night, months ago, as we were laughing and having a cheery time sitting together at our kitchen table. How the comparison makes sense is beyond me, since I only said it because I was looking at two butter knives sitting on the table. Moments like that may not seem very special, but...