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               Shura Bary, 85, 
            died last Thursday, August 6, of complications of Type 1 diabetes. 
            His funeral service was held on Sunday at Sinai Temple in San Francisco. 
                 He is survived by his wife, Ann, two 
            sons, Andrew and Brian, and four granddaughters.  
                 Andrew is deputy editor of Barron’s 
            and Andrew's daughter, post-graduation, has just started work as a 
            journalist for Barron’s. Journalism is in the Bary blood! 
                 Shura’s parents immigrated to 
            America after WWI. He was born in Brooklyn, New York, and graduated 
            from New York University (NYU). Shura began his work life as a journalist 
            writing about Broadway. From there he joined the public relations 
            division of a large advertising company in New York.  
                 His first client was Emery Air Freight, 
            then Airborne Airfreight, which marked the beginnings of his love 
            affair with air cargo.  
                 He moved to San Francisco and set up 
            The Bary Group in the 1970s. As the Principal of The Bary Group, he 
            looked after (amongst others) Burlington Northern Airfreight (founded 
            by Larry Rodberg, whom he knew from Airborne), Profit Freight Systems, 
            Consolidators International Inc., Circle, Rightoway, Target Airfreight, 
            Geo Logistics, DGX, and Express Air Unlimited.  
                 Interestingly, to “balance” 
            his client list, he served for years as publicist for a San Francisco-based 
            bank and a Los Angeles toy company. 
                 Shura was a very cultured man.  
                 He loved classical music and Broadway 
            musicals.  
                 He was a voracious reader, from fiction 
            novels to books on modern history.  
                  Richard 
            Malkin, who knew Shura from the begninning said, "my professional 
            relationship with Shura Bary goes back decades to his early years 
            in New York as a P.R. writer. I edited Air Transportation Magazine 
            at that time, and I accepted one of his first articles on a nonsked 
            cargo carrier. Over the years, Shura developed into a fine reporter 
            on air cargo topics. The output for his cargo clients was qualitatively 
            impressive. Air cargo journalism has lost a man of distinction." 
                 Shura was a sponge for anything airfreight 
            and that is why, until his death, he was such a contemporary writer. 
            The industry will be poorer for loss of his musings, which were always 
            ghost written and credited to others. He was the best, most professional, 
            and dearest character to ever flack air cargo, and he did it almost 
            forever for Julian Keeling, CEO of COnsolidators International in 
            Los Angeles. 
                 Here, Julian delivers a thoughtful 
            and very personal remembrance of dear Shura. 
            Geoffrey Arend 
                
                   
             Walking 
            With Shura 
             
                  For twenty-seven years I was a close 
            friend to Shura. I came to Los Angeles in late 1988 from Australia. 
            A mutual friend suggested I contact Shura because we were establishing 
            operations in America and I felt we needed the help of a publicist 
            to promote our new venture. 
                 One of the first phone calls I made 
            after settling in was to Shura. A week later he arrived at my office 
            at 10:55 for his 11.00 AM appointment. I wasn’t in. The day 
            before I had made a 9.30 appointment with a prospective customer which 
            I thought was fifteen minutes away, just down the 405 freeway. Being 
            new to L.A., I was unaware that ten miles, as far as the 405 was concerned, 
            could take well over half an hour. 
                 Feeling very frazzled I walked through 
            the door fifteen minutes late. My sales call was successful but the 
            first five minutes of my initial meeting with Shura was not! After 
            a shaky start, thankfully Shura warmed to me. I think my raw “down 
            under” charm and enthusiasm helped me. By the end of that meeting, 
            he had given me the complete benefit of the doubt. That is when and 
            where our extraordinary friendship began, yes, some twenty-seven years 
            ago. 
                 It didn’t take long for us to 
            determine we actually shared much in common, even though he was a 
            New Yorker and I was a Kiwi; current events, politics, airfreight, 
            but most of all, love of family. Very early into our long friendship, 
            I realized he also was so caring. His first greeting words always 
            were, “And how are you, Julian?” They were uttered because 
            he truly wanted to know. 
                  He was such a classy man. As my ghost 
            writer, if a story was published, he would fax me a copy with something 
            handwritten on it to say, “Your article was well received!” 
            crediting me as the actual author. He loved the airfreight business 
            and had accumulated an encyclopedic knowledge of the industry. I would 
            venture to say that of the topics “we” wrote on, a full 
            90 percent were his brainwaves. He was the most contemporary man I 
            have ever met. Many a time “we” would make predictions 
            and yes, “our crystal ball prognoses” ended up on the 
            money.  
                 Funnily enough, he handled the publicity 
            for a San Francisco Bank and a Los Angles toy company for many years, 
            and I bet he was just as knowledgeable on those subjects—money 
            and toys—as he was on airfreight. 
                 Shura was a renaissance man.  Although 
            a well-read man who loved history (he always looked forward and never 
            back), I loved him for possessing old-fashioned values in the areas 
            that really mattered: wife, family, maintaining contact with old friends, 
            and life itself. When he did dip into the past, I enjoyed listening 
            to his stories. They were always so uplifting.  
                 Thankfully, we shared the same politics, 
            because he was a man who truly wanted the world, especially all Americans, 
            to receive a “fair shake.” He felt America and the “New 
            Deal” after the great depression gave him the opportunity to 
            excel and flourish. He claimed that had he been brought up in his 
            parents’ homeland that might not have been the case.  
                 He was a true patriot. He was always 
            grateful to his parents for sacrificing so much so he could succeed. 
             
                 Throughout his life, he remained grounded. 
            His early advice to me in that area was, “Never believe in your 
            own publicity.” To this day I never have. 
                 Yes, being a “product” of 
            the depression, like many of his generation, Shura was quite frugal 
            when it came to himself. However the real fact was he was truly big 
            hearted. He planned to make sure with his passing Ann was well protected. 
            Coupled with that was the duty he felt to his sons, who were his pride 
            and joy, to ensure his legacy would live on with their families and 
            they would remain secure. 
                 Shura very quickly became my mentor. 
            He never realized it but over many years he gave me very sound advice 
            on business, although he claimed he knew nothing about the subject. 
            He possessed all the qualities that go into making a true gentleman. 
            Shura was honest to a fault, humble, respectful, a good listener (but 
            in saying that, he didn’t suffer fools gladly), loyal, hard-working, 
            full of common sense, and a man who loved life.  That is the 
            character of the man.  
                 As a journalist, Shura’s skills 
            were such that had he decided to become a doctor or an engineer, he 
            would have also excelled. The career path Shura chose, the fourth 
            estate, unfortunately is not a high paying profession and is one that 
            rarely publicly recognizes its own. I may appear biased when I say 
            Shura was the best amongst his peers. But that is an unequivocal fact. 
             
                 Being a man of independent spirit, Shura 
            decided to go out on his own when he started his new life with Ann 
            in San Francisco. He started business with one client, Burlington 
            Northern Airfreight. He is remembered in the industry for the first 
            brochure Burlington ever produced. Shura organized the Los Angeles 
            staff to position themselves on a map of the United States, all waving 
            into the photographer’s lens, camera atop a crane. Shura’s 
            caption for the brochure was, “People, not planes deliver.” 
            That slogan appeared on every advertisement and brochure for over 
            30 years. 
                 Very few scribes succeed to enjoy the 
            material fruits of life, because writers by nature are spiritual; 
            making money is secondary. Shura succeeded at both. Why? Beneath this 
            humble Brooklyn-born and bred guy, lay a very smart, determined man 
            and a canny investor to boot. Shura always carefully chose his stocks, 
            accumulated them, and never sold.  
                 Shura also had a wry sense of humor 
            and often had me in fits of laughter. Unfortunately, unlike Shura, 
            I am not a good teller of jokes simply because I was not blessed with 
            that talent. When I started to bring my little dog to the office, 
            his favorite quip as he entered was, “Any man who hates babies 
            and dogs can’t all be bad!” A quote from W.C. Fields. 
             
                 At the height of the dotcom boom fifteen-odd 
            years ago, Andrew was speaking to his father about the difficulty 
            of writing about stocks attached to the dotcom craze, because he felt 
            the hype of most of these companies was not in sync with the fundamentals. 
            Shura suggested he knew of two related dotcom companies that were 
            already the greatest beneficiaries of e-commerce that would make an 
            incredible story. Andrew politely asked him to name them. Shura responded 
            “FedEx and UPS.” 
                 At the time, FedEx was still mired in 
            huge debt building up its fleet of aircraft, trucks, and ground handling 
            equipment. It had never declared a dividend. It certainly was no darling 
            of Wall Street. Andrew’s article was widely regarded as one 
            of the best ever written on FedEx and the Internet boom.  
                 E-commerce is responsible for where 
            both FedEx and UPS are today. Shura was a man of vision and this is 
            but one example. George Bernard Shaw wrote, “You see things 
            and you say why? But I dream things that never were and say why not?” 
            That is Shura to me. 
                 Thank goodness Shura retained his sense 
            of irreverence and never succumbed to political correctness. Tell 
            it as it is. With that said, Shura was actually a very sensitive man. 
                 Over this last year, as Shura became 
            more incapacitated, our chats became fewer and farther between. My 
            dad died from the complications of diabetes and I knew Shura was suffering 
            the same as my dad did over his last few years. When a man retains 
            an acute and youthful mind but his body slows down, life becomes very 
            frustrating. I stand here most saddened by his passing, but blessed 
            that he was such a big a part of my life for nearly thirty years. 
            Grief is the price we pay for love. 
            Julian Keeling  |