March 10, 2020
March 10, 2020
Richard and I are cousins. I didn’t know Richard very well until my junior year in college. In 1969-70 Richard, my roommate and I spent quite a bit of time together.
Richard would ride his bike from Boston to our dorm which was an old Victorian house off of Mass Ave in Cambridge. We’d have long discussions and conversations making and eating special brownies in the communal kitchen. It was a girls’ school and the aroma of brownies baking drew girls to the kitchen like moths to a flame. Music followed with energetic conversations and dancing. Richard always created the joyous mayhem!
Richard’s jobs in various capacities with theater companies and affiliates allowed us opportunities to have tickets to several shows including HAIR. One night, Richard, some of his friends, my roommate and I had a great night together and were walking back to his dorm. Being young and adventuresome we ran, skipped and even jumped into a fountain along the way. It was late, the street lights seemed brighter than usual and our exuberant chorus of voices could be heard above the noises of the street. Richard led us like a Pied Piper and always orchestrated the best of times.
That year we learned to accept, appreciate and love each other as we struggled to grow up and overcome our personal demons.
Our most recent conversations rekindled our mutual story and strong bond. Our connection built a love that has taught me how easy it is to love unconditionally. Richard’s legacy is the unconditional love in my heart. I miss him and know he’s at peace.
Richard would ride his bike from Boston to our dorm which was an old Victorian house off of Mass Ave in Cambridge. We’d have long discussions and conversations making and eating special brownies in the communal kitchen. It was a girls’ school and the aroma of brownies baking drew girls to the kitchen like moths to a flame. Music followed with energetic conversations and dancing. Richard always created the joyous mayhem!
Richard’s jobs in various capacities with theater companies and affiliates allowed us opportunities to have tickets to several shows including HAIR. One night, Richard, some of his friends, my roommate and I had a great night together and were walking back to his dorm. Being young and adventuresome we ran, skipped and even jumped into a fountain along the way. It was late, the street lights seemed brighter than usual and our exuberant chorus of voices could be heard above the noises of the street. Richard led us like a Pied Piper and always orchestrated the best of times.
That year we learned to accept, appreciate and love each other as we struggled to grow up and overcome our personal demons.
Our most recent conversations rekindled our mutual story and strong bond. Our connection built a love that has taught me how easy it is to love unconditionally. Richard’s legacy is the unconditional love in my heart. I miss him and know he’s at peace.