Sadly, our old friend and colleague Henry Lehmann
passed away yesterday.
I'd known Henry for about 25 years. He was a
real gentleman, a sweet and funny fellow, who really
loved to tell stories.
I can remember him as a young sharp and shiny Boulevardier,
talking and writing about art with enthusiasm and skill, and I can
also remember him as a white haired emeritus, slowly taking
his students about a gallery.
Henry was a rare kind of person, always gracious, elegant of mind and fair.
I will miss him. He was a diamond.