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So Long
Many years ago, while in lawschool, it was 1974 I believe, Jim Holman hired me to stand on busy San Diego street corners to see if someone was stealing stacks of Readers. He was amazed at how quickly his publication was disappearing from the drop-off points and thought perhaps malfeasance was at hand. I reported to him that the magazines were simply popular, and taken one at a time by regular folk. I must have looked compeletly lost, hiding in doorways and staring at the stacks. I was constantly approached by Moonies who invited me to dinner. A couple of times I was in the Reader office talking to both Jim Holman and Paul Krueger about nothing in particular. The person I wanted to meet the most was Duncan Shepherd. Even at that early date, I knew that Duncan was special. I wanted for him to walk into the office so that he and I could go have a couple beers and talk about movies. His wonderful passion for good films was evident. When Judith Moore died, I felt a real tummy punch. Even though Duncan is apparently leaving with good health in hand, his retirement also feels like a terrible loss. Farewell, my friend. I still hope someday to have a beer with you and talk about movies. Maybe we'll have dinner with the Moonies.— November 22, 2010 6:33 a.m.