Richard W. Anderson

I am so very sorry for the loss of your father my Uncle. I am sure the brothers are together again.

Most of my memories of Uncle Dick are from when I was young. I remember him as a sweet and funny man. We had just learned of my fathers death on my fathers birthday... it's so sad that now the family has lost Uncle Dick as well. My deepest condolences to Katie and Stephen and Aunt Pat. I am sure it's been hard on all of them. He will be remembered well and I find some comfort knowing the 3 boys are together again.

A truly outstanding teacher and an ever better human being. Many, many fond Boynton (and Farm St.) memories of Mr. Anderson (and his coffee, of course). Condolences to Stephen and Katie- your dad was an awesome guy.

I was fortunate to have Mr. Anderson as an English teacher twice at Ithaca High School, for both 10th grade and 12th grade... though he was really more of an academic and intellectual mentor to many of his students.

One of Mr. Anderson's standard assignments was the one-page essay. "I don't care what font you use, as long as it fits on one page," he used to say. For high school students full of half-formed feelings, fitting everything onto one page seems like an impossible...

Like many of his students, I am profoundly grateful for the impression Mr. Anderson left on my own thinking and the two years of classes I was able to take with him. He challenged us to never be complacent, to always push ourselves to read, to think, to speak up and apply those lessons to our own lives. He taught that philosophy and art were not idle pursuits but a way of life. May his memory continue to be a blessing.

Dick, as cousins go, you were always the nice guy we enjoyed being around. Growing up we Cousins were always close and fit right in again even after a long span of time apart. There are fewer of us left here on earth now, we will surely keep the memory of you tucked in our hearts until we are together again. Now you finally get to meet your mother, its been a long time coming and Im thrilled for you both. Say hello to both your brothers for me. Love you Little Richard. Your Cousin, Loretta

I'm joining the chorus of students whose lives were so very much improved by having learned from Mr. Anderson. I've never had a teacher whose respect I craved so deeply. I don't know if I've ever been in another class in which such a high percentage of the students spoke up -- he had an uncanny ability to help us tap into whatever innate love of language we already had and develop it. More than just making reading and writing seem cool, he made it feel important. Mr. Anderson was one of the...

When I invited Richard to join me on a trip to Paris a couple of years ago, I received his answer along with his check in return mail. Life is about making memories. My memories will include him peering out of the bunkers at Normandy and saluting the graves at the American Cemetery. He was joyful to browse at Shakespeare and Company, and sit in the seats of his idols at Les Deux Magots. Who thought climbing Sacre-Coeur Basilica was a piece of cake? The one in better shape, of course. (I...

I am so very sorry for your loss. Richard was a kind and sensitive man who loved the words of Shakespeare and had the voice to bring them to life, but most of all, he loved his children and grandchildren.