Richard Errol Rice

My greatest love

Mr. Rice was my graphic design teacher at TCC. He helped me immensely, going above what was required and really started me off on my career. I am grateful for his work, and looked forward to seeing him again. He will be missed.

I had the pleasure of meeting Mr. Rice around last Thanksgiving. I spent time with him each holiday as it passed by. I only learned of his passing yesterday, and wanted to give my condolences to his family - from me and the others who had the privilege of working with him. All the best to his family during this time.

Rick was my teacher and mentor at TCC many years ago. I only knew him for a short time but his impact was great on my life and many others. So sorry to hear of his passing but know that many people were touched by his presence. I feel immensely blessed to have known him. Missing my friend and my teacher...

I met Rick when I had just started my shop 'care packages.' What great insight he had. He made several of our brochures and did a spectacular job of marketing for us. Great listener, great talent, great guy. I also had the pleasure of seeing him at Sr Center painting. So creative and so generous with his time. RIP Rick.

We found out too late to attend today's service, but wanted you to know, Christie, that Rick's old friends from Miccosukee loved him and were so sorry to hear of his passing.we had many good times years ago, up here near the FL Ga. lineGod bless you, and we send our love to John and Bob also, as old friends. Ben & Martha Inman, David & Carmen Rogers

Rick was genuine, generous, and an absolute good guy. He was immensely talented and I enjoyed working with him. But, more importantly, he was always a true and loving friend. He is missed.

Words I know Christie never wanted to say...and surely, words I never wanted to hear: Rick died... and yet, he does live in the hearts of so many people, young and old alike.
I met Rick in 1971...in an entirely different universe somehow. His first gift to me THE LITTLE PRINCE ... and now he tends his own flowers in a place of no pain, no struggle.
My world has been changed forever by this gentle man -- knowing someone believed in me, loved me, laughed and cried with me. He played...