This is Wayne. Wayne was a good friend and a rare sort of being. Impossibly intelligent and sardonic, and always all this with love. He’s so fucking humble that he’s too modest to even say so. This is how I want to remember him, and overwhelmingly, it is. With good gratitude for the stuff that defined him, the big personality and the trustworthiness and the overflow of giving – interestingly, the stuff that cult leaders are made of.