Every day for four years, Gene and I would have a 5 minute conversation as we waited at Corl Street Elementary to pick up kids. A year or two ago, we had lunch together (which he insisted that I pay for, lol) and we laughed about how much we learned from each other during that time and that how those interactions were our Twitter relationships without being online. I looked forward to his charm and wit every day. He was always the bright spot for me every school day. He was even funny on a cold snowy day as he'd find some snarky way to complain about the weather. When my son graduated from Corl Street, I felt sad that I would not see Gene every day. That's how much he meant to me.