We should all just take a moment to reflect on how dramatic our lives would be right now if it weren't for Mr. Allen and his actions saving the Seahawks 20+ years ago. I know personally I've developed massive friendships during that time because of Hawks, and met tons of great people since the Hawks almost left for Cali.
Mr. Allen, I thank you from the bottom of my heart. We never met, but your passing is a very sad thing for me, as it is for countless others who never got the chance to thank you personally. They say you die twice: once when your heart stops, and again when somebody mentions your name for the very last time. Because of that second part you will likely live on forever here in the Northwest.
RIP Mr. Allen. RIP.