There are so few opportunities in this world to be in the presence of true genius, but I certainly felt like I was at this very moment in August 2006. It's not something I ever took for granted; I wanted time to slow to a crawl so I could take in every word he said. After all, just about everything he committed to paper became an indelible part of so many of our lives – even if you don't realize it. Joining the merry band of three with his writing partner, the quintet somehow bottled magic, brought to life by an incomparably talented quartet, which continues to delight and transfix new generations over sixty years later. One by one, over the passage of time, this quintet dwindled away until he was the very last torchbearer of something we're not likely to ever see again. As he approached his century and experienced myriad health problems we all knew time was limited but even as that chapter closed today I can't help but feel an overwhelming sense of loss; loss not for a life which was, to all accounts, exceedingly well lived, but for a time, a place, and an exceptional category of brilliance which just drifted into the ether. But, my god, what a legacy he and his colleagues have left behind. Rest in peace, Bob Schiller.