 You have too much to give to stay silent. That's what he lived, through Gigi, through me, through his investment in women's basketball. That was his next great act, a girl dad. Basketball in many ways was just a metaphor. I still text him even though he's not here. The last one I sent him said, I miss you. May you rest in peace, my dear friend. The texts go through, but no response. Sometimes I find myself still waiting.