I too was "touched" by Tex's friendship and company. I can recall his seeming to know enough Chinese to determine which medicines to take from a chinese apothecary. He introduced me to the Chinese business man's lunches on Spadina Ave., and I introduced him to some of the younger crowd at the University of Toronto through some small musical get togethers he sang at. I seem to recall that despite his struggles with making a living, he always held his head up high, and I'm not just referring to his height.I knew Tex as a freelance photographer and occasional writer as well. Does anyone recall his exact phone number? he always told me that if I forgot his number, to think "whats up?" and to dial the numbers that correspond to watzzop or something like that. True, his stories were often as tall as him, but he also had some very interesting recollections from his Greenwich Village days. Did anyone ever see him practice Jujitsu? He always claimed to be an expert at that art too. I too loved seeing him pop up all of a sudden in the odd motion picture, and Rick, I'm certain that in some way or another it was no coincidence that he was on TV the day he passed away. Farewell Tex...from all the way in Tel Aviv