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  1. Aaah-“The Doc” I laud your efforts in as much as you’ve tried to disseminate the vast chasm that whenever my Hero is written about, it seems to me that more of his legendary and outlandish Behavior always supersedes his overwhelming ability to cut through any particular topic and get to the absolute heart of the matter. Hunters written word for me was often if not always Sage. When I heard of his death, I was sad, overwhelmed and felt in my soul of Souls that the American public had been robbed of one of the most prolific and important writers of our time. The Manner of his death was not surprising to me, it was never in the cards for him to wither away in a hospital bed. The ” Period” at the end of his life had to be as stunning as his bombastic written word. I dedicated my first novel to him. I was living in San Francisco at the time, and, we had missed each other numerous times, coming and going in and out of restaurants. As time passed, I had been meaning to send him a copy and a letter. An opportunity missed and now a door forever closed. A stupid mistake on my part I despise myself for it. My regrets are few on my journey, NOT contacting H.S.T. is an absolute tragedy to me. Politically speaking, there is not a soul extant who would have enjoyed the circus environment surrounding our current Presidential election. Every time I see an add or Trump’s stuttering idiocy, my fist waves in surrender. Our beloved brother is not here to put his legendary observation and insight on the matter. Some other writers, try to write In his inimitable style and always end up sounding like a parody of the master. But his eligiac rhythms are not lost to us. Those pulsing words that came pouring out of his Smith & Corona from the bowels of his Woody Creek office will forever resound for us all should we dare seek his wisdom. I’ve yet to find anyone who could muster, or dare find the cojones to find a voice even close to that of Hunter. So we must go it alone here in 2016. Words will be written, but, a lone singular Gonzo Journalist, his typewriter now silent, will be sorely missed. If you then Sir, can find a way to cut through the periphery, and find a way for the masses to grasp just how clever, witty and show finally that when the mask of outrageous behavior is removed, Hunter was the ultimate ” Artful Dodger” – not hiding behind the bombast, but forcing his readers to do a little work to find his truth. Forever missed, now there is silence where there should be another missive boring out of the mountains like a ribald satellite of the coming sun…
    Vale my Brother!
    To Anita & Juan our love and humble and deepest condolences. He will ride on forever on that Vincent Black Shadow; Always remembered and always revered for the blessing of his noble gifts, resolute honesty and his words.
    Red Ipsa Loquitur
    Selah
    xo Gregg

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