He was a wonderful man and a wizard artist – author whose stories and art both intrigued and pleased.
He was going to do a cartoonization of my autistic grandson who loves to play hockey, by taking a normal photo that I was going to send to him and turn that into a hockey player.
I had an alarm set on my cell phone to send him the picture the next day.
The next day, just before sending him the photo, I went to read his cartoon, and minute later was bawling my eyes out.
He was an extremely intelligent, religious man who stayed in good shape!!
But, when God decides he needs a cartoonist in Heaven, you can’t argue.
To this day, that alarm on my cell phone still goes off every morning at 10 am, and as I shut it off, I say a prayer for Len.
Or, as non-Surrealists say: Meh.