I feel like I must cry over the loss of this great man all week. I've been obsessed with all the news articles and blogs about his prolific life...I plan to read and reread everything he's ever written. View and review all his Firing Line episodes. Yet, that sadly won't replace the real sight of that handsome, knowing face and the soothing, hypnotic seduction of his voice. That smile, those eyes. That air about him....unbeatable, irreplaceable. As a young 19 year New Yorker I was first smitten with his unique style during his mayoral race. It was the only time in my adult life I felt moved enough to work for any candidate's election. Coincidentally, I was also mad about the writings of Ayn Rand whose male characters bear a striking resemblance to WFB. I don't want to let him go yet...Thank you and good night, SWEET PRINCE