Year: 2012

“Time is the fire in which we burn.”
Delmore Schwartz 1913-1966

Born to Jewish parents in Brooklyn, NY, Schwartz attended Columbia and the University of Wisconsin before receiving a degree from New York University. He studied philosophy as a graduate student under the great Alfred North Whitehead at Harvard while he roomed with the poet Robert Lowell. His first book, In Dreams Responsibilities Begin, based on his parents failed marriage, gained him widespread notice. He went on to teach writing at a number of schools including Syracuse and Kenyon. Among his many students and protégés was Saul Bellow whose Humboldt’s Gift is based on their relationship. Lou Reed of the Velvet Underground also studied with Schwartz, wrote at least two songs in his memory and named him the “first great man I ever met.” Schwartz died at 52, alone and isolated from the world, from complications of alcoholism and mental illness.

Greg Bover

 

Gregory R. Bover
VP Operations, Project Manager
C. B. Fisk, Inc
978 283 1909
www.cbfisk.com

Rick’s friends will be gathering this Saturday morning at 9:30AM to celebrate his amazing life. We will meet at the Eastern Point Lighthouse for some words of remembrance and music. All are welcome and encouraged to come so together we can grieve the loss of our wonderful friend. We have all loss a special person. Paul F. Murphy

There will be a reception immediately following at the Gloucester House Restaurant.

Hi Joey,
Has I took this picture this morning, freezing my hands off, I thought of you,and your friends, running into the ocean. I but your glad today is not January first.
John Wheeler

You know I’m sad and all of our friends that got to experience your friendship are sad that you’re gone but you know what?

I’m pretty sure that what we all shared was special. That brotherhood of intense friendship and living life to the fullest and squeezing every last ounce of what life had to offer. Ricky was everyone’s friend, he was a natural born leader and where he led we were all sure to have the best of times.

I could never have dreamed of a tighter crew, always there for each other, always pursuing the fruit of life, laughter and fun.

They can’t take those things from us. They could take your body but you imparted that spirit in all of us. The spirit and will to pursue the fun in life. I’m sure we’ll all agree that that spirit will live on in us as a testament to what we all had in our youth and that we learned from the leader of the pack, the elder statesman- Ricky.

What I’d give for one more game of volleyball with the steak tips on the grill.  One more rip around the Cape on the Mako, one more EPIC 3rd of July party with The Catalina’s wailing away- “My Heart Don’t Feel Too Safe I Need Protection!”,  “Fire In The Hole!”, one More Fiesta “Slice! you ruined my “shirt!, one more run into Boston at 11:30PM because we could catch last call, one more reggae concert at Hammond Castle, one more overnighter on the back side of Cranes, one more dinner at The Columbia House, one more spring training game “Nomar’s Bettah!”, one more Sunday watching football with the fire stoked in the room overlooking the breakwater, one more guys trip.

Oh what I’d give.  We lived it-all of us brothers, and even if those things never happen again they can never take those memories from us- when we were kings.

Love you man
And to all my other brothers and you know who you are, I Love You Too

The spirit will never die

“I think I see a rainbow people” (those of you who get that reference I’m sure you’re smiling through your tears)