I met JD through the SF Bay Area music scene. He was the guy with the long, colored hair who never failed to offer a genuine smile and a light-hearted hello to anyone. It was inevitable that we should become acquainted because he was so available for conversation whenever I saw him. I remember walking the grounds of a musical event early early in the morning and sitting on hay bails by the gate, chatting in the morning stillness. Bye JD. You’ll be missed in the old familiar haunts.