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“ Jim and I trekked through the mushy woods, he casually dressed (no one ever accused him of being a fashion plate) and me in a so-90s light blue suit. Teal, even, if I’m being honest. Hurrying to the scene, we barely said a word. We both took pictures of the downed plane (a two-seater, as I recall, and no one seriously injured) and set out to nab the sheriff’s deputy who was on the scene to answer a few questions. Jim asked his, I asked mine. The deputy asked us to withhold the name of one of the passengers for a reason I forget, but a good one. Jim agreed on his part, and pointed to me – ‘but you’d better ask Don Johnson here.’
“The passing of a legend …” The Evening Sun, March 6, 2009.
