We're here to remember Art, and to celebrate his remarkable life, and I'm honored to have been asked by Maria to share some of my own memories with all of you.
Art was my close friend for more than 30 years. There was no one whose company I more enjoyed, whose incredible spirit and open heart I more admired, and whose life story filled me with more respect and inspiration.
The simple truth is that I loved Art Rodriguez with all my heart. And, I can tell you this without any exaggeration, it was always a very easy thing to do.
Art's life ended far too soon, but there's no denying that he had a very full life. A boy on a bicycle on the streets of Havana; a young man working in an optometry office and flirting with the dancers in his father's ballet company; a stranger in a new country, speaking a new language, with a single coin hidden in the lining of his jacket, and everything else left behind and gone forever in Cuba.
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