"This little dogs name is FILE!!", Jonathan says gleefully! "I gave him the name after I saw a movie with a dog named File in it. No, it is not a stupid name for my little baby!"

Jonathan was such a fun guy. Big theater boy. Lots of funny nights when he'd entertain us with on-stage and off-stage stories. And his wit was as lethal as it was entertaining. He could be so impatient. He could be incredibly patient. He had grand presence and dignity.

Jonathan was a key person in the development of the Saratoga Theater Arts Center in New York State. He was able to reach a goal with the success of the theater. It was a singular source of his happiness as his illness progressed.

For whatever reason, Jonathan's teeth fell out. This annoyed and embarrassed him. Shortly before his death, he got new teeth. He joked with me one day that he was ready to take a bite out of the afterlife. And he talked about his worry for File.

His garden was an interesting mixed media! He would carefully intersperse rocks, driftwood and broken metal pieces with his flowers and create sculpture balancing all of the elements of his hobbies. He would tediously move things around in a constant redecoration of the garden until he achieved a satisfying balance.

It was like his life.