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Anita Hunsaker
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Date Posted: 15:22:00 12/28/01 Fri
It is has been an honor and a privilege to work everyday with Dick over the past 12 years here at Copyright Clearinghouse/MRI. He was just so special to me. I feel fortunate that I was able to see and hear him play. He would often share his stories of being on the road and of his experiences with other great talents. He had an amazing collection of instruments, old sheet music and other collectibles. Beautiful pool cues, pipe and cigar collections. He wrote great research articles for our company's newsletter.
I used to write down what I called "Dickisms". Funny, off the wall comments Dick would make. I wish I would have kept up with this list. Whenever he'd say something funny, he'd ask me if I was going to write it down. Anyway, here's a few. Enjoy.
Before the annual office holiday party… I asked Dick, "Are you going to the big shindig, the big bash tonight?" Dick replied, "No, but I'm going to the office party."
On seeing photos of our "gift exchange"… Dick remarked, "Looks like a bunch of hostages all being kept in a small room who got some presents from America for Christmas AND ten boxes of pizza."
About the weather, "It was so windy, thought somebody gave God a leaf blower."
I was yelling El Nino, El Nino! and Dick came in and said that he had a new name for that type of weather. It's called RAIN.
Watching me write down "Dickisms", he said "It's kind of like a tree falling in the forest. If Dick was funny and Anita didn't write it down, would it still be funny?"
I asked Dick, "What did you say it would take 2-3 hours to fix?" "My attitude" he'd say.
Question: "Is 'Three Blind Mice' PD? Yes, it would be - traditional English from around 1609. If there was a copyright the name would probably have to be changed to "3 Visually Challenged Small Rodents Of The Families Muridae And/Or Cricetidae."
Yesterday was just awful. When he still didn't show up for work, and he hadn't called me, I called the police and the fire department. A co-worker and I met them in Dick's apartment and our worst fears were realized. I didn't know that he was a diabetic. It appeared he passed peacefully in his sleep.
When he died, a library was surely lost.
I appreciated hearing from all his friends and listening while they shared their memories with me. It makes me feel better. Thank you all for caring and sharing.
I keep a picture of him by my desk. I'll always remember that teddy bear of a man with his civil war mustache and beard and that twinkle in his eye. I will miss him so very much.
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