Friday, March 27, 2020
I've known Randy for about 40 years and have lots of fond memories of the times spent with him. One of those was the daily after-supper walks to the local 7-11 store with Randy my brother and me, each of us with a red slurpee cup that was so big it looked more like some kind of cooking pot than a slurpee mug. Afterwards we would often go to Randy's house and debate which piece of software or hardware we should install or, if we'd already installed something, discuss what the best way was to configure it. I think the deliberations were more important to us than the computer's operation was.
Any spare time we had during our university days was spent playing racquetball and, after we were done, we all headed over to A&W to balance out those burned off calories with a basket of onion rings, a burger and a big mug of frosty root beer. It was one of those rituals we all looked forward to and wouldn't have given up for anything.
When the summer was in full swing, all of our friends would get together to play softball. I think we all remember Randy's "graceful" leaps over the fence to get that baseball that somehow managed to go astray.
I'll miss Randy but I'll always have good memories of the times spent with him.
My condolences go out to his family.
