Eric was a remarkable young man. He was funny and kind and smart and loving and had a way of including everyone in his enthusiastic approach to life that made him a friend to everyone that met him. There are staff members at the Hole in the Wall Gang Camp who met him 33 years ago and still talk about what a great kid he was. That’s the kind of effect Eric had on people.
Those who were blessed to have known him were certainly forever impacted by his warmth, insight and courage. And we are all blessed to be able to look into his world through his gift of writing. If you didn’t know Eric, you soon will feel as though you did…
Eric’s Corner
A Walk in the Park
Just days before Christmas in 1989 it came back. It came back in the same place, the same way and at the same time of the year. The cancer I’d fought and licked for seven years came back. I was devastated and so was my family. I knew the routine. Surgery was the first step. My family was waiting for me in the corridor as I went into surgery, something came over me and I took advantage of the hospital gown and “mooned them” saying? “Just a walk in the park, guys…a walk in the park.”
Many Kinds of Love
Love is a difficult thing to put on paper at best. There are so many types of love, I’m sure I don’t know where to begin. I have experienced many kinds of love in my short life, and I am sure you will take them to heart.
Victorious in the End
When I was a young boy, I was smart, athletic, and, of course, very handsome. These same qualities were engraved in every main character of every book that I read. Many times, I would imagine myself as the main character of the books that I read. I liked to read books that were “out of this world.”