Kim Mortimore (let's spell it right, for posterity's sake), native of Iowa, a kind and decent guy, had a wonderful sense of humor, especially in the many long emails we traded over the years, skewering the high and pretentious - including me from time to time - without mercy. Creative writing was his college major. Highly intelligent, overqualified for his sales job at Hewlett Packard, endlessly curious, lover of the exquisitely perfect technical explanation of anything and everything, but never a know it all. He peppered our leading lights with requests for explanation and loved trading posts with Ted and Brett and the other guys who know what's what in our realm. Kim was a regular in my garage and we put together many a project. Sadly he had worsening health problems and hand tremors that prevented him from building for the last decade or so. even making it hard or impossible to hold the handle and fly. He did say he may have exaggerated a few times just to get visits with his Kaiser doctor, India's Miss Universe entrant according to him. Kim's health went downhill rapidly in the last year, and he was on a lot of pain meds. Don't know the cause yet but it doesn't really matter. Maybe the nicest thing is that when my daughter was about eight, and a good judge of people, she said, "You know, I really like Kim!"
Topic: Lost Another One, Kim Mortimore (Read 2067 times)
