Saturday, March 2, 2013
I am so sorry to hear about Greg. I recognized his name immediately, of course. We were both in St. Joseph's Choir in Washington, both in Warren Hills, and there were many good times there. The choir was mostly made up of people our parents' ages (my parents were in the choir), and Greg held his own, a pleasant and intelligent person, and good singer. At the time, we disagreed politically and politely about Vietnam, and we both learned from each other, and we didn't let that affect our enjoying the music. I had written a column in the paper about the moratorium, and Greg had written a long and eloquent letter responding to it. I've lost my column, but I still have his thoughtful reply to it. I am so glad I knew Greg, and I send my prayers and good thoughts to his family and loved ones.
