Monday, October 26, 2015
It is with enormous sadness that the news of Sandy's passing reached me as I was with him in 1968 in Buffalo, and was one of his roommates his last two years there. He was in my weeding party in Schenectady in 1969, and my love for him never faded.
I stayed at his house and he proudly showed me his Yankee bedroom, courtesy of his daughters. So proud he was of his Yankee jersey in the closet from his fantasy camp.
We used to go to meet him at 6 Lee Avenue and talk to his mom and dad before going back to school many times. Indelible memories.
He was loyal, smart, considerate and always fun to be with, retelling 50 year old stories and laughing.
I will miss his laugh, and will never forget his influence on my life.
His family - was everything.
Our fraternity has dozens of wonderful comments about him today, when the news was first heard. He was loved by the these people who are now far and wide, never forgetting SNF.
My condolences to his daughters and extended family.
I thank him for being my dear friend of many decades, Pat Marotta
