Look up "mensch" in the dictionary...
When I first moved to RI (the-first-of-three-times) in 1974, Jimmy showed me a much warmer welcome than some recent radio immigrants have enjoyed. He really showed-me-around.
TO THIS DAY, I've gotten my hair cut at ONE place, where he bought me, since!
And Jimmy and I still share accountants and insurance agents.
Our doctor retired.
Which reminds me of the old George Burns gag: "George, you're almost 100 years old, and you're still smoking big cigars, slurping martinis, and running around with young women! What does your doctor say?" Burns took the cigar out of his mouth, paused, and deadpanned: "He died."