I am deeply sorry to learn so belatedly of Byron's death. I was a student of his in the early 1970's and it has been a pleasure to be in touch with him off and on for the past 40 years. I send my very deepest sympathies to all his family and friends.
On Byron's passing. He literally plucked me from obscurity; I was a 25 year old teacher living in a state of turmoil in NYC, desperately trying to figure out how to actualize my higher education aspirations and possibilities when I received the fateful and surprising call from Byron regarding a possible fellowship at FSU. Three years of learning, writing, swimming, jogging and drinking (happy hour Fridays) later I had completed my doctorate and had a position and a great future in academia. During my FSU years I made life-long friends such as George Flouris, John Siolas, Andreas Zachariou, Theo Mantzanas and Aristotle Michopoulos. We continued and continue to work on various scholarly pursuits together in our field of English as a second language, second language and bilingual education and Greek language education. Byron's prodigious intensity, scholarly research, grants and publication productivity and passion for life and love, as George so eloquently delineated, were truly amazing. He had instilled in me the efficacy, his favorite concept, to become what I wanted to become and to even further my intellectual curiosity and desire for a legal education. He taught us to value physical health as well as intellectual acumen. He was a Renaissance scholar professor, mastering and transforming education and end innovation across disciplines. He was also "Michael Phelps" of education professors as well as the "Zorba" of academia as his closest friend Ilias noted. And yes he was an indefatigable taskmaster for himself as well as others, as Samir noted. George and I, but George in much larger measure, spent a huge chunk of this sweet, short life we are given working on writing, research, grants, projects and socializing with Byron, our academic guru and erstwhile "lifestyles coach" in the Zorbatic tradition. A little speck of his greatness rubbed off. I still need to swim as often as I can (usually 3 x per week) and I still need to drink raki once in a while. And I love my two boys and revel in watching them achieve and develop into creative, sweet and talented individuals. And I continue to question my own ideas and actions and those of others. And I still try to dance, albeit badly as I was often reminded as I left the dance floor (heh heh c'mon vre Spiro!)
I was Byron's graduate student and co-author and I wish to send my deepest condolences to his family
My condolences, and prayers
Dear Roula, Jim and Frixo,
I met Byron first time in 1994 in Chania, Crete. Since then we met several times, whenever he was coming to Greece and a few times when I was visiting Florida.
I loved to be in touch and learn from him.
I wish you all be well in order to remember him. May God rest his soul.
May his memory be eternal,