Leslie, the life of the party in Austin, has reportedly died.
The life of Leslie Cochran, to paraphrase an old saying seemingly written for him, was not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well-preserved body, but rather one which skidded in sideways with throttle full-out, covered in scars, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and screaming, “whoo-hoo, what a ride!!”
Congratulations, Leslie, on the start of your next great adventure. You will be missed here in Austin.
Here’s the tribute to him I wrote a couple of years ago.