Richard DeAngelo

Anniversaries are a good reminder to treasure the life long gifts Richard shared to foster creativity as a way of life.

I know it was a long time ago but sorry for your loss. My Dad shared a fox hole with your Dad in Korea October of 1951. In a letter home to my Grandmother, my Dad said your Dad was a really good guy. My Dad died in Feb. of 2011.

I made a sculpture in Mr. D´s high school art class and he was so interested in it he displayed it in the class cabinet outside of the classroom. All the while, I thought it was useless. In that moment he made me feel I had purpose. I kept the sculpture all of the years. RIP Mr. D. Look at all of the lives you've touched.

Rest in peace, you inspired so many to share creativity

Always an inspiration to keep creativity in my life.

I taught at Fayetteville Manlius at the same time Dick was teaching. We became friends and exhibited our work together at The Viking Gallery.I have many fond memories of our times together. My last memory was when my wife Claire and I prayed with him at Loretta for his salvation and look forward to seeing him again in heaven.

I only recently learned of Richard's death and am so very, very sorry for the great loss to all who knew and loved him. When I taught at North Syracuse H.S. in the late 1960's his art room was diagonally across from my home room. Richard was such a dynamic person. Along with teaching art, he conveyed guidance, support and understanding. His students rightly loved him.

Always grateful for the inspiration Richard gave to make art a presence in my life.

Richard (Dick) was my first cousin although we never knew each other very well. His mother, Rose, was my mother, Antoinette's, younger sister. Mom was the baby of 11 siblings. They all lived in Syracuse and made an effort to keep in touch, but lives often go in different directions.

The last time I saw Dick was at my wedding celebration when my husband and I traveled to Syracuse from New Mexico where we lived. That was in September of 1977. I was just sitting here looking at...