Sorry to be late to the party, but I have an Aaron story that really fits in with what everyone else has said about him. I knew Aaron for many years through working on Atu2. He was a guy who always had his finger on some of the obscure things regarding the band. He was a guy that I respected for his knowledge, and for being the guy who was in the right place at the right time. Fast forward to 2015, when I had to get to Dublin to see U2 at the Point ()O2 Arena). BTW, I’m a blind guy, and I was taking my nephew for this trip. One of the things Aaron told me through many emails about securing tickets, was that I had nothing to worry about. He said that we are all friends, and that I shouldn’t sweat the fact that I was flying from California to Dublin, and we’ll look out for you. Well, that was my last deciding thought about doing that trip… and he didn’t disappoint. I have family in Ireland, as well as friends there, too. But I’ll never forget the moment when I walked out of some random coffee shop, on some random street in Dublin, and I hear this crazy guy shout my name. (My nephew looked at me and asked if I knew people everywhere.) That was, of course Aaron, and from that point, I knew we were brothers. We had a great time hitting the pubs, and prior to the U2 gig, we talked about music, bands we’ve seen and life. It’s the life stuff that will always stick with me. After the gig ended, I shared an embrace with Aaron… and it was like we knew each other for many years. I guess that’s what brothers do. To Aaron’s family: I’m so sorry for your loss. Your husband and dad really touched people… even way out in California. John Tuohy