I did not know him. Like everyone else, I knew his films, his love for race-cars and practical jokes. I knew that he was married to Joanne Woodward for fifty-plus years. I knew his charity work, his Newman-O's, better than Oreo's--and his popcorn and spaghetti sauce. I knew him as Butch Cassidy and the sultry Brick from CAT ON A HOT TIN ROOF. I loved him. He was on my "to do" list--the one you have with your spouse--that says if you ever got the opportunity... well, you get it.
I did not know Paul Newman, but when I read yesterday morning that he had passed away, I cried. I mourn his passage from this world, but one things for sure, he made his mark.