My meeting of this young angel was one summer night when I was depressed over a break up of a girlfriend."Hey Howie,what would Steven think and/or say to you if he was here?" "Come on, you're way too cute to be as sad as you are." And from there on,for the next couple of years she and I would be joined at the hip. Through the many nights of "making ourselves tired", Flea always got us up in the morning for work or meeting or whatever and always with a bounce in her step. She taught me how to love without hurting. How to hurt without loving. She was a real trooper through all the nights we walked for miles to our destinations.She always had a plan and 9 out of 10 times she followed through with them no matter what. She was always buzzing around like a Flea.The name stuck with me for her nickname. She will always be my little Flea,...because she can.--Howie--