I just saw the Geoffrey was having a birthday and wrote to him.
Did not hear back.
Not only did I know him at Taft where he worked backstage in Mrs. Markoff's and Judy Jarvis's productions, but he was my roommate at University of Cincinnati after Gregory Rose.
For some reason, Geoffrey and I thought it would be good to have a prop coffin from a prdocution of "Oh Dad, Poor Dad, someone's hung you in the closter and I'm feeling so Sad." as a lazy susan where we could keep liquor. so we stood the coffin up on some platform that spun. It had a door on it and we would open it and keep things inside.
This impressed no one but we liked it. Always felt affection for Geoffrey -- sometimes a prickly affection but affection always. Rest in peace my friend He loved Bobby Dister and Melanie Williamson
Geoffrey was one of my closest friends growing up in Hamilton. I completely lost touch with him a few years after high school and then reconnected with him a few years ago through class creator. I have a lot of good memories of time spent with him when we were kids. We played golf together (quite poorly) just about every day the summer of 1966 at Potters Park. He helped get me a summer job in 1972 at the paper factory his father managed. We hung out a lot together, especially during our junior high years. Despite being a quirky, eccentric guy, Geoffrey had other friends (even friendship groups), but for some reason his friendship with me didn't overlap much with those he had with anyone else.
What I remember most about him is that he had an aptitude for math and science that was nearly genius level. I think he could have made a significant contribution to science if he had applied himself in that area. He went to college with the intention of becoming an engineer, but he had caught the theater bug, and loved everything about lighting and the work behind stage. I think it provided him with a sense of community he must have craved.
I guess he found his way back to science, specifically computer science, in his later years. I hope they were happy ones. We exchanged emails as recently as a few months ago, and I know he was sick and not enjoying life much anymore. But he was still himself, politically my polar opposite, but at least open to listening to my efforts to disabuse him of some of his less empirical beliefs.
Geoffrey was brilliant, but I also remember him as kind, with a capacity for generosity that I consider the highest of virtues. He was certainly one of the most idiosyncratic people I have ever known. I am grateful to have been his friend.
David Meyer
I just saw the Geoffrey was having a birthday and wrote to him.
Did not hear back.
Not only did I know him at Taft where he worked backstage in Mrs. Markoff's and Judy Jarvis's productions, but he was my roommate at University of Cincinnati after Gregory Rose.
For some reason, Geoffrey and I thought it would be good to have a prop coffin from a prdocution of "Oh Dad, Poor Dad, someone's hung you in the closter and I'm feeling so Sad." as a lazy susan where we could keep liquor. so we stood the coffin up on some platform that spun. It had a door on it and we would open it and keep things inside.
This impressed no one but we liked it. Always felt affection for Geoffrey -- sometimes a prickly affection but affection always. Rest in peace my friend He loved Bobby Dister and Melanie Williamson
Arend Flick
Geoffrey was one of my closest friends growing up in Hamilton. I completely lost touch with him a few years after high school and then reconnected with him a few years ago through class creator. I have a lot of good memories of time spent with him when we were kids. We played golf together (quite poorly) just about every day the summer of 1966 at Potters Park. He helped get me a summer job in 1972 at the paper factory his father managed. We hung out a lot together, especially during our junior high years. Despite being a quirky, eccentric guy, Geoffrey had other friends (even friendship groups), but for some reason his friendship with me didn't overlap much with those he had with anyone else.
What I remember most about him is that he had an aptitude for math and science that was nearly genius level. I think he could have made a significant contribution to science if he had applied himself in that area. He went to college with the intention of becoming an engineer, but he had caught the theater bug, and loved everything about lighting and the work behind stage. I think it provided him with a sense of community he must have craved.
I guess he found his way back to science, specifically computer science, in his later years. I hope they were happy ones. We exchanged emails as recently as a few months ago, and I know he was sick and not enjoying life much anymore. But he was still himself, politically my polar opposite, but at least open to listening to my efforts to disabuse him of some of his less empirical beliefs.
Geoffrey was brilliant, but I also remember him as kind, with a capacity for generosity that I consider the highest of virtues. He was certainly one of the most idiosyncratic people I have ever known. I am grateful to have been his friend.
Arend Flick