I am so sorry for Claude and his family, and my heart goes out to them. My boyhood memories for the most part revolve around Claude. He was a friend for life and like a brother to me. To try and describe Claude's impact on my life and what he meant to me....words will not do it justice. I moved to Houston from Venezuela when I was 8 years old, and on the first day in the house, Claude was the first kid I met. We immediately became friends, and lived next door to each other until we both left home. During that period, we became like family, and grew up together. My biggest regret is that living overseas, I have not seen him for years upon years, although remember him like it was yesterday. Even though we did not keep in touch very well as adults, Claude you will be missed, old friend. God Bless You.