Happy 70th Birthday Hans!

I am not sure for how many of your 70 years I have known you; perhaps 10 or 12? I cannot recall exactly when your wayward son (and my best friend) first introduced us. I do know that over the course of this decade or so, I have thoroughly enjoyed getting to know you.

I have many fond memories of time spent with you, Mazi, Sarah, and Christoph. Whether the venue was Eastham, Snowbird or The Sunset Grill (home of the famous bar stool that you financed), we have always enjoyed a shared sense of humor, love of good food, a slight penchant for the "drink", and a healthy disdain for people who wear inappropriate hats ("That hat must go!"). Additionaly, I must thank you for your ski instruction, without which I surely would never have survived STH, the Cirque, and all the other ridiculous runs which that band of maniacs headed by your son insists on skiing! And, when in doubt, I always remember your words of wisdom: "I follow Gandolf!"

I wish you a very happy birthday Hans. And I look forward to seeing you in the spring.

Your Friend,

Tubby