(Andree here) The photo above was taken on Vashon Island this past summer. Why am I trotting it out now? Because I love that almost every single smile is gone, except for one - nobody on the island wanted to take the last one, I guess, in case somebody really needed it.
When I run into generous-hearted stuff like this, that's when I find Erik. He would have been 47 today. He was grown up, successful, sophisticated, professional. But unlike most such people he had a glowing core of sensibility that would have appreciated a Smile Dispenser with one smile left. (I don't know, maybe he'd have made one and snuck it up on the post when no one was looking?)
So this smile goes out to E over there, and to everyone we love over there with him, and to every single one of you here with me today in this world. There's one left. Help yourself. Happy birthday, E.
