I didn't know Reggie very well in high school. I was in choir with him and might have shared a class or two, but we really only knew each other's names.
I saw Reggie at a party sometime after high school. We talked for a long time. I don't remember a whole lot about the conversation, but I do remember the soulful side of him that I was unaware of in high school. He seemed to have a heart of gold. I wish I had gotten to know him just a little better, when I had the chance.
When I think of Reggie, I think of our first apartments in Boulder when we were 18. Mine was a nice enough apartment with hand me down furniture. Reggie's was in the Eden building which was very, very nice. He also had amazing furniture which he rented. He had a renting "system". We came home one day, opened the door and his apartment was empty. The repo guys also had a system. We laughed so hard.
Reggie was probably the most intellegent and really gifted person I ever knew. He had an exceptional IQ and could problem solve like no one else. He was a great singer and had the sweetest soul and great stage-presence. He was also a great dancer and actor.
We had so many fun (rotten kid) times together. I remember walking home from Dave Hester's barn party with him. We fell in a ditch and just stayed there. We were laughing too hard to get up. When we would have substitutes in school, we would pretend we were praying in the back of the room when class would start. Those poor teachers. They didn't want to interrupt us. We were so bad.
I remember when he played Conrad in Bye Bye Birdie (?) and all of the theater girls were fighting over him. Oh, those Angel Flight polyester pants.
Another time, we were driving down Broadway in Boulder and I went to step on the brake at a red light, hit the gas and went speeding through an intersection barely missing several cars. I was shaken up. He was laughing his arse off.
The last time I saw him was in Texas in 1984. He might have already been sick then, but he didn't tell me. He died just a few days before my oldest daughter was born. I always felt bad that I couldn't be there for him when he was sick. Kathy Hawkins (sister of Melissa) called and told me he had passed.
I think of him all the time, still, after all of these years, forever young. He is truly missed.
I remember knowing Reggie since elementary school. His family had horses and my dad was a horse shoer and took care of the Hindi's horses. When my family lived out by Haystack Mtn. during my high school years, one spring evening after it had rained alot, my friend Rhonda Voake and I got stuck in my muddy driveway (in her Cutlass) Nobody else was home at the time. Reggie came driving into the driveway, stopping by to ask my dad to stop over and look at one of their horses when he could. Reggie was all sharp-looking in his jeans and very white tennis shoes, on his way to a date with I cant remember who. Well, he actually pushed Rhonda's car out of the mud hole we were stuck in, getting us on our way to whatever no good we were up to that Saturday night, and at the same time, getting himself totally covered in mud! What was so cool is that Reggie was one of the "popular" guys, being on the football team and in show choir, and he had no problem helping out a couple of unpopular girls. Real good guy. My dad told me when Reggie had passed away. He was definately gone too soon.
I knew Reggie when he was in ninth grade, and I was in eighth. We were in Choir together. As I looked through the list of classmates, I was shock to see that he had passed. Naomi was right when she said, he was a stand up guy. I was a rather little guy in eighth grade and I can remember him sticking up for me at lunch when a bigger guy was pushing me around. I am sadden to hear of his passing.
Wendy Gittleson
I didn't know Reggie very well in high school. I was in choir with him and might have shared a class or two, but we really only knew each other's names.I saw Reggie at a party sometime after high school. We talked for a long time. I don't remember a whole lot about the conversation, but I do remember the soulful side of him that I was unaware of in high school. He seemed to have a heart of gold. I wish I had gotten to know him just a little better, when I had the chance.
R.I.P., Reggie Hindi. You are missed.
Babette Fink (Ogawa)
When I think of Reggie, I think of our first apartments in Boulder when we were 18. Mine was a nice enough apartment with hand me down furniture. Reggie's was in the Eden building which was very, very nice. He also had amazing furniture which he rented. He had a renting "system". We came home one day, opened the door and his apartment was empty. The repo guys also had a system. We laughed so hard.Reggie was probably the most intellegent and really gifted person I ever knew. He had an exceptional IQ and could problem solve like no one else. He was a great singer and had the sweetest soul and great stage-presence. He was also a great dancer and actor.
We had so many fun (rotten kid) times together. I remember walking home from Dave Hester's barn party with him. We fell in a ditch and just stayed there. We were laughing too hard to get up. When we would have substitutes in school, we would pretend we were praying in the back of the room when class would start. Those poor teachers. They didn't want to interrupt us. We were so bad.
I remember when he played Conrad in Bye Bye Birdie (?) and all of the theater girls were fighting over him. Oh, those Angel Flight polyester pants.
Another time, we were driving down Broadway in Boulder and I went to step on the brake at a red light, hit the gas and went speeding through an intersection barely missing several cars. I was shaken up. He was laughing his arse off.
The last time I saw him was in Texas in 1984. He might have already been sick then, but he didn't tell me. He died just a few days before my oldest daughter was born. I always felt bad that I couldn't be there for him when he was sick. Kathy Hawkins (sister of Melissa) called and told me he had passed.
I think of him all the time, still, after all of these years, forever young. He is truly missed.
Naomi Williams
I remember knowing Reggie since elementary school. His family had horses and my dad was a horse shoer and took care of the Hindi's horses. When my family lived out by Haystack Mtn. during my high school years, one spring evening after it had rained alot, my friend Rhonda Voake and I got stuck in my muddy driveway (in her Cutlass) Nobody else was home at the time. Reggie came driving into the driveway, stopping by to ask my dad to stop over and look at one of their horses when he could. Reggie was all sharp-looking in his jeans and very white tennis shoes, on his way to a date with I cant remember who. Well, he actually pushed Rhonda's car out of the mud hole we were stuck in, getting us on our way to whatever no good we were up to that Saturday night, and at the same time, getting himself totally covered in mud!What was so cool is that Reggie was one of the "popular" guys, being on the football team and in show choir, and he had no problem helping out a couple of unpopular girls. Real good guy.
My dad told me when Reggie had passed away. He was definately gone too soon.
Michael Higgins
I knew Reggie when he was in ninth grade, and I was in eighth. We were in Choir together. As I looked through the list of classmates, I was shock to see that he had passed. Naomi was right when she said, he was a stand up guy. I was a rather little guy in eighth grade and I can remember him sticking up for me at lunch when a bigger guy was pushing me around. I am sadden to hear of his passing.