Walt wore a “W” on his heart. It stood for WELCOME. If you were a young kid who was wet behind the ears he opened his heart to you. Walt would put one arm around your shoulder and help dry those ears and then put a drink in your hand with the other. If he invited you to a party at his condo and you didn’t know anyone he would make you feel that the party was for you and introduced you to everyone there. He didn’t know a stranger or treat anyone like a stranger.
Thirty years ago I was about to get on a plane with Walt when I learned that my father had passed away. His concern and compassion that day was typical of his actions each and every day. Keep a stool open at that big bar in the sky for me. Ron Hank, Cincinnati, Ohio .
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