My 50 years of friendship with Wendell Hoss started in 1930 when I was his assistant in the Cleveland Orchestra. His beautiful horn playing was inspirational to me. During our many walks, his fund of knowledge, especially of nature, always amazed me. Wendell was an outstanding photographer and loved to sketch. He had a great love of people and was a prolific correspondent. On April 15, 1980, the day he died, Wendell, my wife Bette, Nancy Fisch and I visited and reminisced in San Diego. In spite of his pain at times, he was as interesting, as sharp and enjoyable as when I first met him. I valued our close friendship very much, and his many friends and I will miss him dearly.