It's really quite rare that someone you happen upon makes a fictive and lasting impression the first time you meet. Sidney Drazin was that kind of guy. I was only in his store, 4 doors from my own here in D.C., 3 times, but each time was a special experience. He seemed to have an amazing passion for customer service, a premium these days in the nation's capitol (see previous post). I walked by today on the way back to my apartment after picking up my drycleaning and noticed candles, flowers and notes piled outside the door. I stopped to read and was shocked that Sid had died. Just last Saturday, apparently his 55th wedding anniversary, Tristan and I visited to pick up two bottles of wine. He recommended a bottle of "2004 Elio Perrone Piemont: Sourgal, Moscato d'Asti" that was particularly good. The first time we were there he recommended a different bottle of Moscato d'Asti that was just as good. He told us about the muscat grape and how "exquisite" it was. He sold every bottle of wine with a unique guarantee - "If you don't like it, just bring it back, cork in the bottle, and I'll give you your money back."

He was just one of those nice guys that the world needs a whole lot more of.

One month and one day until opening day of the Major Leagues! You excited? I'm excited. I'm excited because I have a new home team. That's right, now I can aim my bitterness and annoyance at a new time other than the Brewers... The Washington Nationals! $5 says they'll still have a better record than Milwaukee.