Since Lilia befriended Bikeman Ben, we seem to run into him all the time now. I caught him recently during one of his final (sniff!) days in the Panhandle, offering donation based bike repair services to all those who rode by (including yours truly on her Motobécane piece of merde).
During my ten or so minute stop and chat with Ben, many cyclists stopped to ask why he was there, and I was impressed with his altruistic attitude: He's there to serve the good cyclo-citizens of SF. Here's a truly hip couple checking him out.
I'll miss catching Ben at Fell and Masonic, but wish him good luck at his new job (yay!) as chef at Baobab Village.