I'd been around Herb off and on in different towns throughout the alley when we chasers would drop anchor and head to the restaurants/saloons at the end of often exciting days. I never actually shook hands with him until the evening of June 4th '15 (the SIMLA, COLO. OUTBREAK DAY). A horde of chasers were at that big Truckstop / Restaurant / Saloon that sits across from the Holiday Inn Express in Limon. Herb was with Sean Casey and crew, and walked over to our table that included Doren Berge and Warren Faidley, and shook hands with us all. I was very glad to finally meet him. I have a tendency to watch people fairly intently and form opinions, and through the years I always read Herb as a guy who was one who probably felt things rather deeply, and one who gave decisions a lot of thought before acting on them. In essence, I read him as a total class-act....a gentleman. Gentlemen are a lost breed in this world anymore, it seems....and here we go again,.....another is taken from us long before his time. I wish now that I would have made more of an effort to get to know the man. There's a lesson there for us all....you've heard it said that it's better to give the bouquet of flowers to the desired recipient BEFORE they pass....not when they're in their coffin. Godspeed and God Bless Herb....for a life well lived. You're welcome to ride along with us in the future...anytime you feel like getting back in the chase game for a while.
