I spied this van on Cotner Ave. a day after I received Facebook’s notification that it was the birthday of Doyald Young (1926-2011). Just as we were all supposed to experience fifteen minutes of fame, we can now anticipate a new kind of immortality thanks to Facebook’s birthday calendar. I am pretty sure Doyald would have appreciated the artists’s conception. As for the execution of the logo, I would have deferred to him unreservedly. Born in Holliday, Texas, where his father owned a scrap yard, Doyald came from the humblest of origins. But, for as long as I knew him, he had impeccable taste. He also, as I recall, had a sweet tooth. Many happy returns, Doyald.