I’ve known Greg since I was a kid. There are any number of stories about Greg I could mention here, which puts me in a spot a lot of people who knew him probably are in – “where to start? What to highlight? How to edit? Maybe I’ll wait another day until I write something” and then one day turns into a week, a month, etc. But here’s a big one that stuck out to me today –
I’ve recently moved to Berlin Germany for the foreseeable future. This is obviously a huge change for me and my family, but I’m surprised at the lack of interest I’ve received about it from close friends I’ve known a long time. I excuse this “oversight” on their behalf by saying they are busy and so on and so forth, but it occurred to me that outside of family, Greg would have been the one person to ask “How’s it going? How’s the move to a new country? How are the kids taking it? Are you going to take language classes? What about work?” and been sincerely, truly, concerned.
This kind of true, honest, friendship is rare in the world and he is missed.
Our family lived next door to Greg in Philadelphia for the last few years until we moved in the fall. He was such a kind, funny, smart man. Our entire family–particularly our children–were so sad to hear of his death.
As we all know, Greg had hundreds of online friends. If you were fortunate enough to be among those whose phone number he had on speed dial, then you most certainly had the great pleasure to engage with Greg for hours at a time about his greatest passion – Baseball Books. Continue reading
So sorry to read about Greg’s passing. Condolences to his family and friends. I “met” Greg in the early 90s on Usenet; oddly, on a group that talked about soaps. But, we shared a love of baseball and I loved reading his baseball stuff even more. We never met in person Continue reading
In thinking about Greg, I am reminded of a comment made by satirist Tom Lehrer, in introducing the song “Alma” on the album That Was The Year That Was, where he said “It’s people like that who make you realize how little you’ve accomplished. It is a sobering thought, for example, that when Mozart was my age, he had been dead for two years.”
That’s how I felt about Greg. Continue reading