Harris was my first friend in the "new" neighborhood of Melrose Park Gardens in the spring of 1956. We played stickball, halfball, spongeball and any other ball that could be hit or caught. I also remember the days that we and others in the neighborhood went to the Fernrock theater matinees. Who could forget the adventures along the creek that traveled near Front St! I'll always remember his incredible laugh. Our friendship continued through Finletter and Central. I unfortunately lost track of him later. However I am grateful that I spoke with him by phone in April from the mini-reunion. I feel lucky and blessed as well as honored to have had Harris as a childhood friend. Despite the passage of years, his passing brings a deep sense of loss. He was a true mensch!
Harris was my friend through the late 60's and the 70's. We were business partners together and practically lived together during those years. Billy Beitcher, Howie Rothman, myself and some others were inseperable during those years. Harris was one of the funniest and at times, the most serious people I ever knew. He new every George Carlin album by heart, and in those days, he looked like him too. He married Betsey and we all were great friends. Before they moved to Vermont, Harris became a devout B'hai, a forward thinking religion that suited Harris' personality perfectly. I had not been in touch with Harris or Betsey for many years, but they ere both in my thoughts often. Harris was one of those people that if you hadn't seen them for years and you ran into each other on the street, it would be like you had never left each other. I, like his family and all who associated with Harris, will miss him dearly.
Jack Rosenbaum
Harris was my first friend in the "new" neighborhood of Melrose Park Gardens in the spring of 1956. We played stickball, halfball, spongeball and any other ball that could be hit or caught. I also remember the days that we and others in the neighborhood went to the Fernrock theater matinees. Who could forget the adventures along the creek that traveled near Front St! I'll always remember his incredible laugh. Our friendship continued through Finletter and Central. I unfortunately lost track of him later. However I am grateful that I spoke with him by phone in April from the mini-reunion.I feel lucky and blessed as well as honored to have had Harris as a childhood friend. Despite the passage of years, his passing brings a deep sense of loss. He was a true mensch!
Ron Marsilio
Harris was my friend through the late 60's and the 70's. We were business partners together and practically lived together during those years. Billy Beitcher, Howie Rothman, myself and some others were inseperable during those years. Harris was one of the funniest and at times, the most serious people I ever knew. He new every George Carlin album by heart, and in those days, he looked like him too. He married Betsey and we all were great friends. Before they moved to Vermont, Harris became a devout B'hai, a forward thinking religion that suited Harris' personality perfectly. I had not been in touch with Harris or Betsey for many years, but they ere both in my thoughts often. Harris was one of those people that if you hadn't seen them for years and you ran into each other on the street, it would be like you had never left each other. I, like his family and all who associated with Harris, will miss him dearly.