For as long as I can remember, I’ve admired those who lived their lives just a little bit differently, taking pride in themselves, their work and their lives while at the same time being unafraid of doing things just a little bit differently. Back in the day, this was often called marching to the beat of a different drum. Nowadays, we frequently speak of those who think outside the box. (I’ve come to dislike the term “maverick” thanks to a certain person who makes a claim to that title which is no longer justified in any way. As far as I’m concerned, “maverick” is a fishing boat.)
But today I saw the story of a creative thinker who, like the greatest of his kind, carried that pride of creation and fearlessness of being different through the end of his life, and beyond:
Way to go, Mr. Baur. And kudos to your family for respecting your wish.