I can still remember Lance laying sprawled out under my chair in my bedroom during one of our famous post-game football parties. She was a dear friend, always full of life and always vibrant, and so beautiful in every way. I am deeply saddened that you are no longer here to share your joy with the world. Love, Barbara Smith Roberts In remembrance of my loving grandfather, Mr. Years later he worked for Morris Oil Company reparing oil burners. Elisa (Bachrow) and Al Hinken Murray was my "Best Man" and a super friend for many years. His sister, Rochelle, was (and still is) one of my closest friends so I spent lots of time at their place in Wavecrest. Mean and tough Alan, But friends, he had hundreds, Wild parties with the gangs...
We were part of the Clark's Candy Store group on Mott Ave. Annother one of our group that passed away much too early in life was Bob Seidman, also from the same class (1945). Although Steve appeared somewhat quiet and unassuming, he had a heck of a wit. Wavecrest, Fathers and 17th Street parking lots oh,boy!!! He was really a great guy and I loved him as did many of his closest friends.
Life has it turns and Lance spun around in confusion. He was a loving father to their six children, Alice (Craft) Napolitano, Barbara (Craft) Dawo, Dorothy (Craft) De Franco, Burton Craft Jr., Paul Craft and Peter Craft. He wanted to travel around the world in a sailboat. His hair was so platinum blonde, it was almost white, with a reddish brown goatee. He loved to scuba dive and snorkel daily off Beach 5th Street. Anyway, still have to share some memories of Steve. Ronnie Kamm Tellerman While not a friend of Alan's, I did know his brother Steve and remember when Alan was on the FRHS football team, and later, when he would play paddleball at Bch. Arnie Wetzler is right, many people were afraid of him - but knowing the Wetzler family at the time, I don't think that Arnie would have cared for him if he didn't have some qualities that others never got the chance to see. Once, my foot got caught in the spokes of the wheel, Alan and I got full of splinters from the boardwalk.
), and thought we should have all our names etched on the Cross Bay/Marine Park bridges as we paid for them many times over! Sheri Jacobs Langer He bought me a turtle and I called it Bartsie. Susan Friedman Brownstein Michael was the first person I remember when I moved to Rockaway in the fall of 1963. Seemed to greet each new day (we met on the coffee line in the bagel store on many a morning! Joel Hamberger Today, March 14th, is the 11th anniversary of Mike's passing.His mother knit him beautiful sweaters, so I started to knit one for him but only finished half. I was placed into a 6th grade classroom in September. Lenore Behar Mankof I got to know Mike only a few years before he passed away. I think of him every day....because I have a photograph on my wall reminding me of the great days we had together as friends. And today I've been recollecting more then usual about those times we had together. Their "Brother in the Struggle" Andy Krosnick This is a very belated post for Michael.Those of us that played ball with this incredible athlete, ate breakfast every morning with him (don't take his fries!) when the football team went to Ellie's, or enjoyed his big smile in the hallway, will always remember this special person.To those of us fortunate enough to have been close to him, the hole he left will never be filled. You were one of my first boyfriends when I moved to Belle Harbor.
You took me to your senior prom at the Copa Cabana in NYC and gave me a beautiful opal necklace, which I still have. When you left for college and you met a new girlfriend, I was heartbroken. Cindy Mickey passed away on the Memorial Day weekend in 1995, four years ago, at age 48.
Bruce went through some difficult times, but even at his worst moments, he would give you the shirt off his back, and maybe the pants too, if that would make you laugh. Stewart Fox, 1972 I can still see Bruce the first time I met him. No matter what the occasion, Bruce had us laughing.
He was always a good friend, ready to listen and I always knew I would walk away smiling.
Teri Cooper Sobek, Class of 1963 David was extraordinary in so many ways - charismatic, talented, handsome, and genuinely beloved.
He was a preternaturally gifted musician, but most of all, he was an extraordinary friend.
The last time I hung out with Bruce some 25 years later in Santa Cruz, CA - he hadn't changed a bit - I was still laughing. Funny how life is sometimes - while remembering Bruce and writing this memorial - he still makes me laugh after all these years.