L I N C O L N
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A S S O C I A T E S
November 4, 19—
Dear Bill, Beverly, and Kenny,
It seems all too true that memories dim with the passage of time. But on
special occasions, the good memories shine brightly forever.
Once upon a time, 13 or so years ago, a young man named Alan Kidd walked
through my classroom door. He didn't especially look out of place with the
rest of my new students. Young. Dressed casual in the style of the young
artists of that period. But there was something that almost immediately
caught my eye. It was his attention to just about everything I said and
taught.
Usually the talented students sifted to the top rather
quickly in my class. And alan was almost immediately leadership
material. The other students looked over his shoulder, looked to him
to translate what I'd just imparted to the class. Those were the
signs of a beginner with great potential.
Later on in the class we took on an
outside project to design a new logo for the Denver Parks and
Recreation Department. Alan took to it like a professional.
He worked very hard, and the results made him a winner in the final
cut. His design, along with 50 other designs submitted by every
vocational commercial art program in Denver--some 500 students
in all--gave him the professional recognition he so desperately
needed. It was great to watch him grow.
Then the unthinkable happened. Alan slipped away from our grasp
in the early Spring of 1985. I only wish I had known then how tenuous
relationships can be. But I know that as we think of Alan—his
personality, his talent—somewhere in Heaven Alan is designing
a great new logo for the legions of Angels. Or something like that.
I will miss Alan for a long time.
With fondest memories and warm regards,
Craig Lincoln
Lincoln & Associates
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