Of the many joyous memories I have of Josh, one that stands out is the picture of him in my mind flying across the room, seemingly like Superman, alighting on the upright backs of fold up chairs as he passed. He would soar like an eagle, it was indeed joyous and a delight to watch. He was as free as the breeze doing that. The next time we come together, I can see it much like that, he'll be flying across the sunrise to meet us. Farewell for now Josh, vaya con Dios.