Wow. I have so many things to say about this man that it's going to take me a while to distill them down into a piece I feel comfortable posting here. I kept meaning to write it in advance but I never made it a high priority because as poor as his health has been in recent years, it just never felt like he was going to go away. Or that if he did, someone wouldn't find a way to bring him back next issue.
His achievements in the world of comic books were awesome. I happen to think they're not exactly what a lot of people think but I don't doubt their size and endurance. I knew him since 1970, worked for him a few times, talked with him at length and fielded an awful lot of phone calls from him asking me questions about comic books he worked on. He really did have a bad memory, if not when he first started telling people he had a bad memory, then certainly later on as he turned more and more into the Stan Lee character he'd created for himself.
That's all I'm going to write now.