Harry told me the sordid details of working in the School District of Philadelphia before I started. He was a kind and generous person with a great sense of humor.
I knew Harry from the fencing team. He fenced with the weapon foil. He, even at that young age, was a self-contained person in control of himself and had great concentration. You could see it even when he practiced. He was a good and solid fencer who was depended upon by the team.
Harry put his all into what he did. This made him appear serious. (But Howard Ford told me that Harry had a great sense of humor as they passed in the CHS hallways, always popping a funny retort at Howard with a big and proud smile).
I don't remember sitting down with Harry and getting to know him. But at the 50th reunion, I saw him walk in, with a very determined but happy gait across the hall. It was odd that in that moment I thought I finally "knew" him. He had blossomed inside, spiritually and such and he appeared like a spirit flower in bloom- something about his countenance made it clear he had found himself and nourished and honored that discovery. There was a quiet, knowing smile about him.
I thought I sure would like to speak with him and hear about his life and journey, but I did not see him again at the reunion in the hall filled with so many. I intended to try and find his contact info and call him but I never found it. Now I am left to use the ethereal to try and reach him or maybe speak with his family and friends after a while. I know from that one glance at him at the reunion that Harry was a formidable man, spirit, human, family man...and had deep happiness (and knowing the toll for such happiness is to know, at the same time, deep sadness). I know he is infinitely missed but wish him more blessings in his inevitable journey and pray for understanding and acceptance for his family and friends still creating our earthly lives.
Steven Kiel
i knew Harry from the fencing team. Nice guy,vey good swordsman. My condolences.
Bruce Edelman
Harry told me the sordid details of working in the School District of Philadelphia before I started. He was a kind and generous person with a great sense of humor.
Richard Schwartz
I knew Harry from the fencing team. He fenced with the weapon foil. He, even at that young age, was a self-contained person in control of himself and had great concentration. You could see it even when he practiced. He was a good and solid fencer who was depended upon by the team.
Harry put his all into what he did. This made him appear serious. (But Howard Ford told me that Harry had a great sense of humor as they passed in the CHS hallways, always popping a funny retort at Howard with a big and proud smile).
I don't remember sitting down with Harry and getting to know him. But at the 50th reunion, I saw him walk in, with a very determined but happy gait across the hall. It was odd that in that moment I thought I finally "knew" him. He had blossomed inside, spiritually and such and he appeared like a spirit flower in bloom- something about his countenance made it clear he had found himself and nourished and honored that discovery. There was a quiet, knowing smile about him.
I thought I sure would like to speak with him and hear about his life and journey, but I did not see him again at the reunion in the hall filled with so many. I intended to try and find his contact info and call him but I never found it. Now I am left to use the ethereal to try and reach him or maybe speak with his family and friends after a while. I know from that one glance at him at the reunion that Harry was a formidable man, spirit, human, family man...and had deep happiness (and knowing the toll for such happiness is to know, at the same time, deep sadness). I know he is infinitely missed but wish him more blessings in his inevitable journey and pray for understanding and acceptance for his family and friends still creating our earthly lives.