I remember the day that I found out about Aaron. First that day, Saturday, February 14, 1986, I thought of something that Aaron had said in Biology Class in the 1980 to 1981 school year. Later, I went to the LCCC Library to take a "break" from classes. When I arrived home, my Mom held up the paper at the front door that told of Aaron's loss. I had not even heard that he was sick. The last time I had seen him was in 1983 when we took a chemistry placement exam. I could have sworn that was him there that day. I think the odds of my thinking about Aaron that day were on the order of a million to one. Aaron stood for/manifested the ideals of the Classical Greek ideals of superior Mind and Body development, and he developed both of those very well as you saw. Like me, he had come originally from Denver. We armwrestled once. I lost. Also, I planted a tree in my Mom's front yard in 1986 in Honor of Aaron Lee Yeo.
It was because of Aaron that I became a fan of the band Rush.
I remember one year he held a seminar on Satanism in Rock and Roll. He wore a black robe and talked to us about backward messages hidden in popular songs. He warned us about Black Sabbath, Molly Hatchet, Meat Loaf, Nazareth, AC/DC and other bands that had purported links to devil worship. Heavy stuff for 15-year olds. He mentioned that Rush's red star logo from their 2112 album was really a pentagram. Of course, now I know it's all nonsense, but in 1982 I wrote about killer bees, aliens building the Mayan pyramids, and the coming ice age and took that pretty seriously, too.
But that was what I remember most about Aaron. He believed in something. And his belief -- however naive -- is now frozen in time and that takes me back. Whenever I now listen to Rush from the 70s and 80s, I go back that more simple, innocent period, and think about how I've changed. How I can easily dismiss with a shake of my head what was so important (and real) to me back then. I recall the past very fondly, but as someone once said, "The past isn't what it used to be." It's not quite the message that Aaron probably wanted to send at the seminar when he was wearing that black robe and holding the skull with the candle in it, warning us about backward messages on vinyl records.
But that seminar has lingered in my mind over the years and I think of him often.
Clayton L. Owens
I remember the day that I found out about Aaron. First that day, Saturday, February 14, 1986, I thought of something that Aaron had said in Biology Class in the 1980 to 1981 school year. Later, I went to the LCCC Library to take a "break" from classes. When I arrived home, my Mom held up the paper at the front door that told of Aaron's loss. I had not even heard that he was sick. The last time I had seen him was in 1983 when we took a chemistry placement exam. I could have sworn that was him there that day.I think the odds of my thinking about Aaron that day were on the order of a million to one.
Aaron stood for/manifested the ideals of the Classical Greek ideals of superior Mind and Body development, and he developed both of those very well as you saw.
Like me, he had come originally from Denver.
We armwrestled once. I lost.
Also, I planted a tree in my Mom's front yard in 1986 in Honor of Aaron Lee Yeo.
Richard Choi
It was because of Aaron that I became a fan of the band Rush.
I remember one year he held a seminar on Satanism in Rock and Roll. He wore a black robe and talked to us about backward messages hidden in popular songs. He warned us about Black Sabbath, Molly Hatchet, Meat Loaf, Nazareth, AC/DC and other bands that had purported links to devil worship. Heavy stuff for 15-year olds. He mentioned that Rush's red star logo from their 2112 album was really a pentagram. Of course, now I know it's all nonsense, but in 1982 I wrote about killer bees, aliens building the Mayan pyramids, and the coming ice age and took that pretty seriously, too.
But that was what I remember most about Aaron. He believed in something. And his belief -- however naive -- is now frozen in time and that takes me back. Whenever I now listen to Rush from the 70s and 80s, I go back that more simple, innocent period, and think about how I've changed. How I can easily dismiss with a shake of my head what was so important (and real) to me back then. I recall the past very fondly, but as someone once said, "The past isn't what it used to be." It's not quite the message that Aaron probably wanted to send at the seminar when he was wearing that black robe and holding the skull with the candle in it, warning us about backward messages on vinyl records.
But that seminar has lingered in my mind over the years and I think of him often.