I only knew “Good Old Number 35” Rick Casares in the background of my life, but what a role he played. I have a dear friend in Chicago who was a fellow traveler, business partner and best friend to Rick for the years of his playing days, and this old friend revels in the stories and memories of his and Rick's time together. He was very much saddened by Rick's passing, it was as if another element of his life and era had been plucked away, but inevitably it would lead to another story of their bonding and revelry. All is well with memories.
As a life-long Chicago Bears fan, I was able to connect correspond with Rick through his old Chicago friend, and have him sign a couple things (his autographed football card is one of my “good luck” rabbit foots I carry with me when the Bears have an important game). But my favorite piece is a glossy black and white photo, showing Rick and his old pal's mother – who helped Rick get into a business. It is inscribed, “To Pat, Those were the Days! Rick Casares '35' Chicago Bears.” I treasure that photo.
To the family, condolences from Chicago, his past to the present. We revel in the gift of his life. Richard Joseph Casares...Those Were the Days.