Dear Joel

I just met you the night before you had to go, so it isn't up to me to put you at peace or to set the record straight or anything. But anyway epitaphs are written for the living. There is a kinship among musicians - I hope I don't presume too much - and any death in this tiny little community is a big one: It saddens me to think that now I'll never know you or hear you play.

Please give my love to Trane and Miles and the Duke. I don't really believe in the afterlife but who knows? For what it's worth, I hope you're somewhere jamming with them.

Rest in peace man.

adam