Saturday, July 6, 2019
I wish I had known him better in High School back in the 60's when I met him. He had an impish sort of sly personality that captivated everyone's attention and once he had it he knew how to keep everyone focused on his antics, and mischievous, prankish, beguiling smile that made you wonder if he was telling you the truth or putting you on. He was very energetic is his walk and since we were all musically inclined we hung out with a crowd that one day would spawn Rock Stars. As a result he was known and lauded for his drumming skills and was sought out by many of us that dreamed of becoming stars too. It was not uncommon for Eddy Ojeda and John French Segal to go to his house in Washington Heights to hear him play. I was fortunate enough to be allowed to tag along and I can honestly say that he was the best drummer I'd ever heard in High School, and was thoroughly impressed by his talent. He had his own unique style of dressing, walking, and talking. If there was anyone that should have become a Rock Star it should have been him, because even though we didn't see it at the time he had all the earmarks of one. It's only through the lens of recollection and remembrance that we often realize that. These are my memories of him when we were all young and hanging out together laughing and joking around. I will always remember him this way and that sly mischievous grin.
