In the midst of a hotly contested 7th grade intermural flag football game (sports were still totally cool then), I was running furiously down the field during a kickoff following the go-ahead score. I spotted Eric, whom I intended to quickly run around to the kick returner for Eric certainly wasn’t fast. Abruptly, Eric’s horizontal mass was imploding in my midsection as I ascended airborne only to crumple into the dry grass field. I rose up slowly, shocked and teary-eyed to spot Eric’s self-satisfied smirk. I implored for justice from the math teacher/ref who stood a few yards away to no avail.
On that momentous day, Eric taught me the devastating simplicity of the cross-body block, which I subsequently deployed effectively throughout my football career. Eric also taught me life’s lesson that opened my naive, immature eyes to the vicissitudes of existence in the world. This emerging lesson served me well in the tumultuous time in which we came of age.
I remember Eric's love of antiques- he was a fun person who loved the finer things in life- I remember having dinner with him on Garth Road at one of the quaint pubs.
Maybe I witnessed Ricky getting taken out by Eric's cross body block. I mention this because I remember at the outset (Seely meets Greenville in 7th grade) that I feared Eric. He was a big guy! Fast forward a few years and all my fears were dashed. I didn't know him well. But I remember how amusing and sometimes entertaining Eric was throughout my high school years. RIP Eric Reisner.
Richard Sawyer
In the midst of a hotly contested 7th grade intermural flag football game (sports were still totally cool then), I was running furiously down the field during a kickoff following the go-ahead score. I spotted Eric, whom I intended to quickly run around to the kick returner for Eric certainly wasn’t fast. Abruptly, Eric’s horizontal mass was imploding in my midsection as I ascended airborne only to crumple into the dry grass field. I rose up slowly, shocked and teary-eyed to spot Eric’s self-satisfied smirk. I implored for justice from the math teacher/ref who stood a few yards away to no avail.
On that momentous day, Eric taught me the devastating simplicity of the cross-body block, which I subsequently deployed effectively throughout my football career. Eric also taught me life’s lesson that opened my naive, immature eyes to the vicissitudes of existence in the world. This emerging lesson served me well in the tumultuous time in which we came of age.
Thank you, Eric, for the seminal lessons.
Richard Terraccciano
I remember going over to Eric's house and having diner with his Mom and Dad and sister. Eric was a lot like his Dad.
This was when we were in 5 th grade. Then I ran into Eric about 15 years ago in Scarsdale, 10583. He was living
close to my two children and told me he would see my "DAD " pick them up and take them to Seely Place he
also told me he would see my " MOM " at A & P. I wish he could see my parents now today June 14,2013
I wish I could . Both are still alive . I do miss Eric . God Bless Eric. I wish he were alive today to tell me about
my parents .
Eric watch down on us ,we need your help and intuition
Rest in Peace,
Always,
Richard Terracciano
772-224-1712 USA
Enid Preter
I remember Eric's love of antiques- he was a fun person who loved the finer things in life- I remember having dinner with him on Garth Road at one of the quaint pubs.
Bob Jaffe
Maybe I witnessed Ricky getting taken out by Eric's cross body block. I mention this because I remember at the outset (Seely meets Greenville in 7th grade) that I feared Eric. He was a big guy! Fast forward a few years and all my fears were dashed. I didn't know him well. But I remember how amusing and sometimes entertaining Eric was throughout my high school years. RIP Eric Reisner.