I met Rick in high school. I was one of his groupies on the gymnastic team. What I remember most was his spotting skills. If I was trying a new move he would see me struggling and stop, walk over to me to assist. He was always right there to help. Trust was the byword in every aspect of his life as the years went by and years went on as I worked on our high school reunions. I could count on him to go to every reunion. Whenever I saw him we picked up where we left off. He was just someone I knew loved and cared for me even though I wasn’t in his inner circle. I miss his kindness, nonjudgemental and so so caring nature.

The last time I saw him, which was our 40th reunion, he hugged me so tight and his eyes spoke of our long ago friendship. I miss you Rick Abe. You will always be in my heart. Our faith gives us peace in your newest journey.