The following was submitted by his daughter Karina Vesco

He was born January 25, 1941 in San Diego.  He was an attorney.   I don't know much about his relationship with guns.  I know he was a marksman and went hunting for the first time in Mexico at the age of 14 and became hooked.  He spent the next 50 years in Baja hunting quail, dove and pheasant.  He never knew where the love of hunting came from, it was primal for him.  He appreciated and loved nature and believed that hunting was an ancient, evolutionary, natural attribute for man.  He was bad about dates, but always knew that Sept 1 was the beginning of hunting season.  He collected shotguns and knows more about the art and science of making guns than almost anyone.  His love of hunting
took him to Yugoslavia, Germany, England and Uruguay.   He was diagnosed first with bladder cancer on January 25, 2005.   It was a month later that the pancreatic cancer was detected and was the disease that in the end killed him.  He tried to fight it for awhile to no avail.  He died with dignity in his adobe home in Jamul on June 11, 2005; the home he and his father built together with their own hands 35 years earlier.

He was sad to leave this world and told me hours before his death that he wished he had been able to get in one more hunting season.