I'm remembering the time in the early '70's when Henry and I shared a car going from Karma Dzong (called that in those days) in Boulder to San Francisco for a Seminar that Rinpoche was giving at the San Francisco Dharmadatu. He announced, in a matter-of-fact-way, that we should stop at a store and pick up a bottle of tequila. But the bottle had to have a worm in it. He was very business like in the entire matter - we went from store to store until we found the bottle with the worm in it. And this seemed to be how Henry approached most things - in-a-matter-of-fact-way. He always seemed to be enjoying himself in his same self assured way. Thanks Henry for being you, unique in your own way.