If you’ve ever worked with someone who loved their job so much that they inspired you to do better, consider yourself lucky.

These rare folks challenge us to be our best selves and do it with contagious joy. Their encouragement becomes momentum in the day. We unabashedly rely on them for energy and focus; stand dumbfounded at their motivation.

And when they suddenly drop off this mortal coil, leaving us behind in a void of loss, then what? As their partners, children, and parents begin their long journey of grief, we–their employees, employers, and coworkers–are left to shuffle in line, wonder what place we held in their lives, and how we will make up for their absence. How do we face Mondays without their spark?

When I was approached to put together a memorial book for such a person, I was at once grateful, but immediately switched to problem solving mode. The content of the book would rely on the writing of co-workers. As with most colleagues, they weren’t snapping photos all the time, and when pictures were taken, they were straightforward group shots, not carefully art directed action poses.

What an incredible influence Mr. Libbey had on those he worked with. As I read though each story, a very specific theme of admiration emerged. This man lived each day fully, in work and play.

As a text heavy project, I chose Hoefler Text because it reads well, looks classic and feels modern. Bromello Script is fun and beautiful and became the vehicle for amplifying Mr. Libbey’s many enduring qualities. From a design point of view, it was an easy choice to use the bright colors of the Hanger logo throughout the book – apropos for such a bright personality.

By the end of this project, I gained my own admiration for Mr. Libbey. I cried several times as I read through funny and touching stories and felt humbled that Books By Design, MC  was hired to do this project for his family. What a loving tell of respect that his work friends traveled states away for his celebration of life party.

When facing someone else’s mortality, it is impossible not to face our own. I cannot imagine that I have been as powerful an influence as Mr. Libbey, but I can take notes from his life. I can strive to encourage those around me, to stay present, and to laugh a little more each day.

Thank you Bob Libbey – for living in such a way that your spirit touched those beyond your knowing. Rest in Peace.