Louis - most everybody called him Lucky - was a friend of mine growing up in the Cheyenne Canyon area of The Springs.  We shared a significant common interest in and participation in sports, although his talents were far, far superior to mine.  But, you would never know it by his quiet, humble demeanor.  There wasn't an arrogant bone in his body.  I admired him for that and also for the disciplined way in which he dealt with early-onset diabetes.  Lucky also ended up joining several of us dirt bike riders in high school, as we explored the beauty and challenges of the nearby mountains.

Our lives went seperate ways after high school and I'm sorry to say that I never had any contact with him as we grew into our adult lives and to this day.  But, having known him as we grew up causes me to not be at all surprised to hear of the care and compassion that he showed so many others in his career and in his private life.  It is clear that my friend Lucky lived a very fine life and made the lives of many others much better.

I look forward to reconnecting with Lucky one day in heaven.

Steve Hawkins

San Francisco