I will always think of Marshall whenever I see an old GMC truck. When I would meet him wherever it was that huge grin was the first thing I saw, many times it was like there was a Hollywood movie set light behind him when he turned towards you. Every time I met him I learned something about something so I started greeting him with "Dr. Webb, I presume?" (based on Stanley's greeting upon encountering Dr. Livingston after a year long search for him through the continent of Africa). Marshall never corrected me so I think he kind of enjoyed it. Considering we lived and worked only a few miles apart for the past 40 years, often on similar projects, whenever I met him it was just a wonderful and special meeting. His legacy lives on with his work on the land, his photographs, Kate, his amazing daughters and their families. I will always feel his presence when I walk through the woods at Shelburne Farms, and I know my life and view of the world was enhanced by knowing him.