I remember watching Ed Zern walk down the hall at the offices of Field & Stream, resplendent in a three-piece houndstooth-checked suit, to hand in his Exit Laughing column. I remember talking to A.J. McClane, who graciously assented to my request to deliver a short how-to sidebar for an article he had submitted on bonefishing in the Bahamas. And I remember standing nervously next to Gene Hill, who smiled benignly as I pummeled him with questions about shotguns. As a young editor at this magazine, I stood in awe of these men. To me, they were giants, as were other legends such as Bill Tarrant, Peter Barrett, Ted Trueblood, and Norman Strung. And, sadly, they're all gone.