I also got a kick out hearing how Rick showed up to his sons' baseball practices with aviators, blue jeans and motorcycle boots, and the other parents didn't really know what to make of him -- until they got to know him, and then they loved him. Like everybody else. Universally, everyone seems to remember Rick as a bright spot in an otherwise dark existence.
From the sounds of it, the world could use more Rick's.
But that's going to be tough. He was one of a kind, an analog soul in a digital era. Didn't have much use for the things that some folks just can't live without, cell phones, Facebook, the Internet. Instead, he focused his time and energy on the things that actually matter, people and relationships. Trust: The irony of memorializing Rick on a blog is not lost. Nonetheless, in advance of Pure Sunshine this weekend, the shows tonight and tomorrow night at the Bluebird Theater celebrating his life and benefiting his twin boys, we asked some folks for a few words on Rick.
Click through to read their thoughts, and then please feel free to leave some of your own.
