My heart is with Vogelenzang family and friends as they gather today in Amsterdam at the home of Rogier and Nicoline to remember our suddenly departed Pierre. Here is my feeble attempt at at his amazing story. Forgive any inaccuracies, or better yet add to this story your own. It paints a picture of quite a life. Pierre's time with us straddled two continents and his travels much of the globe. Born in Noordwijk, Holland in 1946 on the heels of WWII to parents Gerrie and Onno Vogelenzang, he grew up in a loving family with younger siblings Louise and Rogier, cousin Marina, and many dear friends. Pierre completed his initial academic preparation in Holland. Restless for more, he sought advanced studies in economics at Harvard and completed a masters degree in international law from Tulane University. New Orleans awakened his soul to all sorts of possibilities. He loved the humidity, the women, the history, the eccentricities of the american south. After this walkabout he returned to the Netherlands and a serious legal career with the international law firm of Baker McKenzie. But the restlessness remained. He decided he would emigrate to the U.S. to practice law. In order to qualify for working at a top U.S. law firm, he entered Stanford University and earned his ultimate degree, an american J.D. while a good 10 years older than most of his fellow students. When I met him at Stanford he had already spent 2 summers clerking in Los Angeles and had an offer as an associate at Lawler, Felix and Hall. Off to Hollywood he went in the summer of 1979 as soon as he completed law school, settling into a quaint duplex on Descanso Drive. As Todd Baker lovingly remembered, he was often sighted in wild Hawaiian shirts and brightly colored pants. He came alive in full color under the California sun. He of course passed the bar exam with flying colors and went on to practice american law, his dream come true of living somewhere warm and working somewhere free. At Rifkind and Sterling, working with Marty Goldblum, he became partner and practiced for the better part of a decade. He excelled at what we laughingly called the organic chemistry of the law, international tax. His career took him to Sachs and Phelps with Tim Scott and and to Alschuler, Grossman and Pines, before settling at Mayer, Brown and Platt where he worked as senior counsel for the past decade and from where he retired last year. In a competitive and bumpy period in the legal business Pierre continually landed on his feet, making himself indispensable with his brilliant creativity and deep knowledge of the law. While thriving in his practice and weathering all manner of professional storms, Pierre cultivated an impressive personal life from the house he made his castle on Edgecliffe; a deep and scholarly interest in romanesque architecture, persian carpets, clocks; a love of things Latin, wine, music, art, animals, and novel experiences of all kinds. An interesting array of friends surrounded him in the neighborhood and from across the globe. There were many times I found myself out on a limb traveling with him, fearing for my life while having the most amazing experiences as a result of his intrepidness. Intrepid is a word I will remember Pierre by. Pierre fought all his life to cultivate an enjoyment that would eclipse his demons. A lesson well practiced and from which I well learned. Au revoir dear heart. You will always be with us when we raise a glass, gasp in delight on our travels through life and take in any amazing beauty.