Wow the memories that come back about Herman. How accepting he was (him and your mom), of me. I was a noisy and reckless kid who probably overstayed his visits in your house ... but you always acted so welcoming. From the Friday night treat of going to McDonalds @ Hwy 10, to the occasional time you'd come up and jam some violin with us during practices, to your sit down wisdom and extended conversations, you will never be forgotten. Herman managed a long life and deserved every bit of it. Cheers