So much of what we do is led by the wisdom and weirdness, insanity and hilarity of our Gonzo Godfathers — Hunter S. Thompson, Ralph Steadman, and George Stranahan. It runs through our veins. It talks to both the angel and devil on our shoulders. It gets us out of bed in the morning (and often keeps us up at night). And, most importantly, it never fades even as this ever-changing world keeps on spinning.
Hunter would have been 75 today. To quote his beloved wife, Anita: “We all miss Hunter more than a blog post can describe… Here’s to a beautiful new chapter, with Hunter in our hearts, with a future bright and right ahead of us.”
Happy birthday Hunter. We love you.