It’s invariably hard to tell the levels at which one knows something with such certainty. When I think about Aaron now, I recall an immediate gravitational force. I knew it from the first moment we met in my Los Angeles production office at a business gathering with a handful of Canadian advertisers. There was an intrinsic sensuality about him with scrupulous attention to wardrobe and grooming. He pulled out a handsome, silver cigarette case with his initials on it. Removing one from the case, he lit it with a Dunhill lighter, the cigarette dangling in his mouth like Brando or Dean. He offered one to me. I accepted it and almost in slow motion, he lit it, the spark igniting a fire within me..