Mac,

I miss you a lot today. I hope heaven is wonderful and that you have a great view. I also hope the beer is ice cold up there. Have one for me, and save a spot for us to catch up later. I sure could use your advice down here to keep from getting my tit in a ringer. Things are as crazy as ever, but thinking of you always keeps me grounded. Tell Mrs. Mac we said “hi”.

From every Zeta Pi who ever met him