Richard Frank Hermann

I take my dog to the dog park in Fairhaven several times a week and then over to "visit Rick" in the Marine Park, where Lee, persisted with the Port Authority and had part of one of his poems inscribed on 4 bulkheads: "Here is sea, Here is sky, Here is Life, Listen." Every time I'm there, I ask people what they think of it. Unanimously they assert their appreciation for it. I miss Rick's wit and wisdom, his kindness and insight. He was a very good guy. Barbara Gilday

Thinking of you, Lee and Eli and wishing you all the best. Rick was a good man. I remember him speaking At the debates.

What an exceptional life. My condolences to Lee.

Have thought of you two a bit the past couple of years...

Rick was a good man and a pleasure to know. Blessings to you and may you remember the good times.

I did not know Rick well but I always enjoyed his poetry and hearing him read. This is my favorite of his poems. Nooksack On the flood of the spring melt, this river mothers me, works her fingers into my bones, rocks me. Coming cold off the glacier, she closes her flashing eyes at night, dreamless, cool, urgent. There are reasons to live, she tells me. Good reasons to stay alive.

Laughing Chi Gong with Rick, Lee and all of us attending our weekly tai chi class at the Y will always be in our hearts. Miss you Rick. RIP.

Dear Lee, I'm so sorry to hear this. I actually still have a t-shirt that you and Rick brought me years ago when I baby sat Andy dog for a trip you and Rick were on. We originally fostered Andy and your great son Eli decided, after studying what kind of dog he'd like to have, that a black and tan cocker, Andy, would be a great dog to have. I've loved running into you and Rick occasionally and hope we see each other again somewhere. I think the last time I saw you both was at a Kirtan...