I first met Fay Jones in the spring of 1983, in Piazza Santa Maria, in the Trastevere section of Rome, Italy. As I sat sipping espresso with my friend, the architect Spero Daltas, Fay sauntered across the piazza contemplating a place to sketch. He was in Rome for a mid-career fellowship at the American Academy there. Spero invited him over to our table, and for me, a friendship emerged that would last the next two decades.
Upon hearing that I was in Italy with my students from ...