Rich Huff’s speech at Rich’s NY Memorial Service,
September 30, 2001
I would like to thank Karen and both families for giving me the privilege of
sharing some of my thoughts.
Rch and I met at Yale as teammates on the football team and as members of
Berkeley College, but I am not exactly sure how or when our friendship
developed. Like many of his relationships it formed naturally, owing to his
easy going, unassuming nature. He stood by me in some of my darker moments
and taught me more than I learned in the classroom.
Some of you may have read about Rch in a recent Yale daily News article
which catalogued some of the many things Rch did during his years at Yale -
student of International relations, studied the Russian language, played
varsity football, formed a popular band, published a comic strip,
revitalized a snack bar in the Berkeley basement, and somehow convinced me
that taking statistics in my final semester would be fun. An impressive
list but certainly not exhaustive.
Rch managed to do all of these things as the rest of us scrambled to figure
out just how to make it through midterms.
It is easy to be impressed by this list and you will walk away with an
appreciation for him, but one would not know the full measure of the man.
It is my sincere belief that Rch did all of these things not for the
accolades that surely followed. I'm sure that he took some pleasure in
that, but his true joy seemed to come from the experience itself and the
opportunity to share life's beauty with others - music for others to dance
to, a gathering place for fellow students to hide from the damp of New Haven
or their studies...
As was the case at Yale, I will turn to him now to lend me a hand. A friend
recirculated a note Rch had penned after his father's passing. I would like
to share a portioon of that message with you all because believe that he
provides the best insight into how he approached life.
and has consciousness, and free will; just the idea of life is incredible. I
never forgot that - I always tell people that a wasted day is a crime
against nature, because you never getthat day back. You can always have
more accomplishments, or more money, or more notoriety, or whatever - but
you can never get more time. You get what you get. And I'm glad that my
dad had his time, and that I got to share that with him."
I am truly grateful that Rch had his time and am honored that I have been
able to share it with him.