Another lovely tribute for Henry Lehmann...

The Henry I best knew was my best friend throughout childhood. His home was "up the hill" from my home on w. 216th Place in Matteson, IL, and it was also my second home, as I spent much time with him and his mother, Virgina, father Henry Sr., sister Jean, and #1 dog Matt (short for Matthew). We collected butterflies,moths, caterpillers and cocoons together. We collected Mazon Creek plant fossils together. We waded in Turtle Pond together, catching painted and Blanding's turtles and getting our clothes all mucked up. We also often visited the fields of Matteson and Richton Park looking for a wide variety of frogs, toads and snakes. And we visited the Chicago zoos and the back (work)rooms of the Field Museum together. I was two years older, but we pals with a common interest in whatever Mother Nature could teach us. Two of his pen-and-ink-and-watercolor sketches (completed when he was 10-12) are my fondest possessions. So, his becoming an artist and beloved teacher were a perfect fit. He was not the Henry Lehmann many of you knew, but my memories of him from the 1950s will be with me until my turn comes.   from Owen Wavrinek