Les was an unfortunate victim of a tragic accident, I remember he couldnt swim worth a damn, But he loved to jump off the high dive at the old Seaford pool, so Sheila Lofland would let Nate,Lew,Cappy and myself tread water in the deep end and when Les jumped we would grab him and pull him to the ladder, HE LOVED the rush of the jump in spite of the fact he knew he would sink, but he also knew "His BROS" had his back! An incredible man and human being, He was my Bother, He was one of "the Bros" (Him, Cappy, Nate, Big Lew and myself)I could never relate all the adventures we shared, the good times and laughter along with the bad times when we could talk to one another about any and everything and cry together. Nothing could come between us (except his death) regardless of race, we were true brothers in spirit and heart and soul.
Let me begin by saying that I feel very fortunate to have grown up in a town like Seaford. During my elementary and high school years, I met so many incredible people. Thank you to those teachers, coaches, administrators, friends, acquaintances, and my fellow classmates who influenced me and made me the person I am today. I still remember all of you and I feel very blessed to have shared time with you.
I was privileged to have been part of a fraternity of guys who shared a common interest in a game that made us all one. I’d be remiss if I didn’t mention Lew Marshall, Rick Hillery, Buddy Hedges, Allen Handy and Leslie Milligan as they were part of a special core.
With regard to Leslie, he was my best friend. I could not begin to count the number of hours we spent together talking, training, sharing our fears and our dreams. Being a part of the era of integration, I immediately realized that the color of a man’s skin was so insignificant. I learned the value of judging a person by his character rather than his race. Leslie was my brother and I loved him; so much in fact, that I named my first child in his honor. I know one day I will see him again and I feel so very blessed that he was a part of my life. May God bless you Leslie......
Greetings and Best Wishes to all in the best class to come out of SHS ! Heard this the other day , for the 1st time in quite a while - made me think of Les "The GuitarMan" and add AMEN to Cap's comments. Please take a moment of your time and think of Les as you listen to this. One of "The BROS".....Rick
Rick Hillery
Les was an unfortunate victim of a tragic accident, I remember he couldnt swim worth a damn, But he loved to jump off the high dive at the old Seaford pool, so Sheila Lofland would let Nate,Lew,Cappy and myself tread water in the deep end and when Les jumped we would grab him and pull him to the ladder, HE LOVED the rush of the jump in spite of the fact he knew he would sink, but he also knew "His BROS" had his back! An incredible man and human being, He was my Bother, He was one of "the Bros" (Him, Cappy, Nate, Big Lew and myself)I could never relate all the adventures we shared, the good times and laughter along with the bad times when we could talk to one another about any and everything and cry together. Nothing could come between us (except his death) regardless of race, we were true brothers in spirit and heart and soul.John Capobianco
Let me begin by saying that I feel very fortunate to have grown up in a town like Seaford. During my elementary and high school years, I met so many incredible people. Thank you to those teachers, coaches, administrators, friends, acquaintances, and my fellow classmates who influenced me and made me the person I am today. I still remember all of you and I feel very blessed to have shared time with you.I was privileged to have been part of a fraternity of guys who shared a common interest in a game that made us all one. I’d be remiss if I didn’t mention Lew Marshall, Rick Hillery, Buddy Hedges, Allen Handy and Leslie Milligan as they were part of a special core.
With regard to Leslie, he was my best friend. I could not begin to count the number of hours we spent together talking, training, sharing our fears and our dreams. Being a part of the era of integration, I immediately realized that the color of a man’s skin was so insignificant. I learned the value of judging a person by his character rather than his race. Leslie was my brother and I loved him; so much in fact, that I named my first child in his honor. I know one day I will see him again and I feel so very blessed that he was a part of my life. May God bless you Leslie......
Cap
Rick Hillery
Greetings and Best Wishes to all in the best class to come out of SHS ! Heard this the other day , for the 1st time in quite a while - made me think of Les "The GuitarMan" and add AMEN to Cap's comments. Please take a moment of your time and think of Les as you listen to this. One of "The BROS".....Rick
Ken Dickens
Leslie