You’ll like Lee Brennan. I do. He’s a big guy with a big grin, the owner of Tulsa’s newest hangout, the Rusty Crane. He’s grinning because he’s living his childhood dream. I first met Lee on a sultry August afternoon at the end of the summer’s biggest heat wave. I went there to interview him for Oklahoma Magazine. We were outside an old and, it seemed to me, singularly unprepossessing red brick building on Brady right across from the ball park. The sun blazed down and I wanted to go inside. But Lee just didn’t notice the heat.