I just got done reading some of Lonny’s writing on his experiences here in Shanghai while living at Xuhui campus’s faculty club and walking around Shanghai. I live where he lived. Literally, in the same room. I have seen everything he describes — the cats, people crossing the crazy streets, tai chi in the parks. I have gone with Yaping to the restaurants he visited. I eat out of the refrigerator he ordered. I use his blog to help me find my way. Lonny is not gone. He is just around the corner, enjoying himself, smiling, writing. Lonny is not gone.