I just posted the photo of my father, Rick Hunt, with Roger, both seated front row at magician Paul Gertner's performance for my dad's 90th birthday party. Dad and Roger were friends for many, many years, and their friendship played out in their love for magic, in their love for tennis (we all remember many battles they fought on our neighborhood tennis court) and in their academic interests. Growing up, I learned about the depth of friendship by watching how these two men interacted in so many different arenas. Reading Roger's obituary just now, I have an even better understanding of why Dad valued his time and friendship with Roger. As a child, I knew Roger as Dad's friend and a terrific magician and tennis player; now I know he was also a gifted professional with many accomplishments in the world of organizational management and elsewhere. It reminded me that Dad consulted with Roger about his course at Harvard, maybe back in the 1970s. These two long-time friends, Rick Hunt and Roger Golde, died within a day of each other, and I'd like to think they are together somewhere, delighting in new sleights of hand and maybe even drop-shotting each other on some celestial tennis court. If I may be so bold to speak for both families, we sorely miss them and all they taught us about deep friendship.
Sue Hunt Hollingsworth