When I moved to NYC in 1978 you became my first friend, and it was so special to have you and your Mom & Dad just down the street. I have many great memories of going grocery shopping with you, hanging out in my apartment, and enjoying un cafecito cubano with you and your parents as we people-watched outside their window overlooking First Avenue. I will miss hearing you play the guitar and singing. But I know that in Heaven we will hang out again, and that you will show me around the neighborhood-- I look forward to that time. My love to all your family.
Tu amigo, GERI