I first met Juan at Pac Bell in San Francisco. He came in as a new employee after his pro baseball career. We became good friends, as I too was born in SF in 1950 and grew up in the Richmond district, until my family moved to Marin in 1959, or so. I was very involved in the music and counterculture of the times, and introduced Juan to many components of same. We both moved up to Corvallis, Ore. and from there ended up relocating to Lake Chelan, Wa. to pick apples, about 1971 or 72. After our first season, we wintered in Mexico, then returned to Chelan and bought 40 acres with 3 other friends. Juan spun off from that alliance and bought his orchard in Manson. Juan was an amazing man, smart, considerate, strong, athletic, free thinking, and fun to be with. I am thankful for our friendship, and am enriched by knowing Juan. Rest in peace, my friend, and know that you were loved and appreciated by many. Fat Max.