Hey Andy,
After two days of drizzle, the skies cleared today and the ride in was glorious. I am sorry not to have known you after reading what a truly great guy you were. But in a way I do feel like we know each other, as I can sense that biking gave you the same sense of joy, freedom, and that curious existential solitude smack dab amidst the rushing traffic.
Anyway, I wanted to make a pledge to you. Like many bikers, I run red lights. More accurately, I creep cautiously across them, like the street savvy dogs I saw in Panama City whom natural selection and brutal experience have trained to navigate the unforgiving streets. At some intersections, I think it is safer for me to behave this way, and so I will continue to do that until following 'THE rules of THE road' provides more safety than breaking the rules do. But my promise to you is that if it is simply a matter of saving a few seconds on my commute or errand, or maintaining momentum, I will stop for the light. As a human who has made and will continue to make mistakes, I will probably fall short of that promise. But if and when I do, I will remember my promise to you and try to do the right thing the next time around.
Take care, my friend.
Nathan