I had the fortune to see Shel one day in Salsalito Ca, 1969. Hippy though I was/believe it or not soldier too, I left the man alone, I knew his work from the really great playboy years, his art (cartooning, interviews) and later his songs. I was sitting by the fountain there, and Shel was coming across the street from the Trident. I wanted to BS, but I figured hey Celebs need some time to be free. I waved, said "hey Shel, I've love'd your work". He smiled, seemingly genuinely, and said thanks. Only Contact. But I could see it made him happy and it made me happy, to see one of my favorite cartoonist.