DANIEL L. WEINREB

I just found this website, and would like to offer my belated condolences. I met Dan at Family Opera, where he discussed old movies and sang with enthusiasm. He is missed.

Dan, you touched so many of us with your rare blend of humidity and brilliance. my heartfelt condolence to your family.

Never met Daniel, but I spent a good many years digging about in Symbolics machines, and his name keeps coming up in the software. Shocked to hear he was just one year older than me - I assumed that someone with such insight must have been older. Yet another person who I think I would have got on with really well, and the comments I have seen seem to back that up. His work made the world a brighter place for me, thousands of miles away, even though we never met and he would have never heard...

Dammit Dan if I could just have you back for another day I would give it all :(

Thank you for all the wonderful exchanges over email regarding Lisp and your help & insight in regards to circumventing issues around my Dyslexia so that I could just get on with programming.

Glad & Thankful your not suffering now though mate. Go easy!

Dan was always so nice and so helpful. I'll never forget when he dug some old CADR tapes out of his basement and we sat in his house sorting them as his son looked on asking "what are *those*?" (the 9-track tapes).

I will miss you Dan. Thanks for being so kind.

-brad

We knew Dan in a totally different context-that of the world of music and theater. He and his family brought companionship, skill, enthusiasm and laughter to our many hours of rehearsal and performance in the community of the North Cambridge Family Opera Company. My daughter and I are truly saddened to learn of his passing. Our heartfelt condolences go out to Cheryl and Adam

So sorry to hear this bad news I remember him well and was pleased to learn he had had a full life Colette Rossant

I graduated with Danny from high school. He was easily the most brilliant kid in our class, and if, as the obituary says, he was wandering in the social wilderness, it was only because he was two years younger than we were, and his thoughts were among the stars. He was kind, and gentle and he was admired by his classmates more than he knew. (And I told him this at a class reunion.) And I always knew he'd be a success, both academically and socially, once he got to a place where he could be...