I was going to ask Felix to write 100 words, but he died.

Felix was larger than life, a maverick, an eccentric. He said he knew what you wanted two minutes before you did. Felix was funny, charming, difficult. He shouted at people, then made sure they got home safe and sound. Felix was a millionaire, an entrepreneur, a poet. He knew how to get rich, but gave the wine away for free.

Without Felix, magazines will be a bit more corporate, a bit safer. He went to jail for his.

We should remember that… and Felix… although he couldn’t care less.

Peter Houston | Editor, The Magazine Diaries

Grub Street Journal