One of the pleasures growing up was reading Iron Man during the time when Bob was either inking JR Jr. or handling everything himself. Later in life I was boarding a flight to Canada when I noticed someone in my isle seat. I turned on my "I could kick your ass" attitude just in case for when I told the guy he had the wrong seat. He apologized and moved. It wasn't until checking into the hotel after the flight that I realized it was Bob Layton. To this day he still gives me crap about it at Drink and Draw Social Club; of which he is now a regular. Drinking OJ and soda. And now one of the pleasures in adulthood is getting to hang out every Thursday with a great guy who has great stories about the good and bad times in the industry.