I am very sad to learn about Rodger Pielet's passing. I did not know Rodger, the doctor, although from what I've read he was a very successful and generous one. I knew Rodger, the high school kid and Sunday school classmate. As a matter of fact, when I occasionally hear Stevie Wonder's, “Sir Duke” on the radio, I think of my dorky misfit teenage years in the seventies and the silly lyrics that Rodger and the class wrote to the music as some sort of project.
Although I lived in Aurora, IL, only briefly, following my family's immigration to the United States from Ukraine, I was touched by Rodger's warmth, kindness, humor, and intelligence, and friendship. Rodger and I tried corresponding after my family's move to Pennsylvania in late 1970s and then, as it happens too often with high school friends, lost touch. I am not at all surprised that he had lived such an incredible life and positively impacted so many other lives in the process. My deepest condolences to his partner, Christopher (BTW, many of us high school girls thought Rodger was quite a catch!) his mother Barbara (I still have that cube necklace you gave me for Confirmation,) Dana, John, and Douglas.
Sonya (Khersonsky) Doernberg