Most of our staff has worked there from the beginning or near the beginning, and even though it may sound cliché we really are one big dysfunctional family. And Nelson was our patriarch, brother, nutty-professor, drunk uncle, and best friend rolled into one. He could be incredibly absent-minded and unorganized but the same things that we found frustrating about him were also his most endearing qualities. He ran a pretty loose ship; we could all come and go as we pleased and he'd always be there for us when we returned. Many work places are like the television program "Taxi," where everyone has a job working together but also aspires to a career doing something else. We have a lot of that at Grand Cru and Nelson was always encouraging all of our endeavors. If someone needed a month or two off to pursue a personal interest, it was given without question; your shifts would be covered until you came back and then you would resume your regular schedule. Nelson seemed to relish in the outside accomplishments of the people who worked for him as much—if not more—than the individuals themselves did.