We lived down the street in Ridgewood from the Eiel's. Rick and I were best buddies and spent plenty of time at each other's houses. I would spend some time at Lake George with them and the memories of those times shape my memories of Jack (Mr. Eiel at that time).
One year I drove up from Ridgewood to Lake George with Jack to spend a week with Rick. He had a Thunderbird, it was '77 I think, and we listened to Bill Cosby, on the cassette deck, the whole way. Boy did we laugh! I don't think we said a word to each other but I sure had a great time. I always remember him and that trip when I see or hear Bill Cosby.
One time at Lake George, Rick and I went out on an early morning fishing trip with Jack. I was not a 'fishing' guy, so this was all quite new. We were using some sort of bait, it was like minnows or something slimy, and I was really uncomfortable putting it on the hook. Needless to say every time I put the bait on and put my rod into the water, the bait quickly either fell off or was easily snatched by eager fish. So it seemed like I was putting my line in the water and pulling it out soon after with no bait and no fish over and over. So, without completely embarrassing me, Jack just casually walked over and put the bait on himself. I was very relieved as I didn't want to seem like a wuss about slimy stuff, and he quietly fixed the problem without a fuss. I was very relieved!
It was a pleasure to know him and an honor to be considered part of the family. The world is a better place because he was and will always be part of my life and memory and that of so many others who had the luck to know him.