Richard and I were teenagers together in Riverdale, NY. We were part of a crowd of late teens growing up during the Vietnam years with all of the inherent turbulence and uncertainty of that era. As he was a year or two older than me, his magnetic personality made him a model to which I was attracted. He was a man's man, young, strong, smart and self confident. He took a liking to me and, fortunately, advanced traits of honesty, character, humor, compassion and hard work that motivated me to be a better person and to pursue a rewarding career in government service. We drifted apart after his return from the war but I never forgot him for the example he set. The irony of his death at the Pentagon is haunting especially in light of his harrowing survival in Viet Nam. His fate wasn't fair, but I know he would have told us to carry on. That's Richie.