Memories of Eric

Receiving Eric’s praise was like a spiritual event. He didn’t hand you a complement with his other hand out looking for something back – it was an honest and whole-hearted gift. It was a complete, freestanding self-contained acknowledgement of you. He would make you feel seen, and loved, and dee

My memory of Eric is that he had an incredible way of learning, asking great questions and listening intently to the answers. Eric will be remembered as a humble man who truly had as many brilliant answers as he did inquisitive questions. Any opportunity to spend time with Eric was a real privilege

I have so many great memories of my times with Eric, including: - Early discussions of trading with Eric, Michael Littman and Michael Kearns - Our initial efforts with Mark at Open Data to develop a successful trader (we made $384.40 on our first day of trading 6/7/06!) - Negotiations with Lee to

I'm amazed by the prescience of Eric's presentation 8 years ago, talking about building Lion Cave. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_6RKBbta5ok

Maybe it was his lanky frame, or his measured, precise way of speaking. But Eric always gave you the uncanny sense that he could peer over the horizon. Yes, he was the smartest guy in the room -- in the best sense -- but also the most empathetic and decent. His wry sense of humor was just below t

On June 17, 1978 Eric drove my mom and me to Logan Airport, and planned to meet us on the Little Cranberry Island, ME the following week. That was the first day I met Eric. I was 6. He was 22. He had a mammoth of a car named “Big Green”. On the ride to the airport that day, he convinced me I was

My heart is crying. I just found out a few hours ago that Eric passed on, from the Harvard Alumni magazine. Eric was kind, generous with his time and his skills to others, and that broad, wide smile, that lightened up any conversation we had...I never figured out why Eric went on to grads school, I

Eric recounts to Uncle Rick the story of finding out—early in Mom and Eric’s relationship—that his father and Mom’s father both belonged to a very small fishing club in Maine, Megantic Fishing Club…then discusses the differences in Eric Sr. and Grandpa Den’s fishing styles (clip from 2018)

This is a clip from 2013 in Nantucket. The voice telling the girls to switch pillows so they have better control is my Mom😂

What a gift; those day trips spent with Ricky! Who knew where and who we would visit. Of note, these day trip definitely made both our hearts sing! day in particular was a fortunate blessing before COVID locked us down for too many precious years.

When Eric and I worked in the same office we would often have lunch together and discuss baseball. I am a New York Mets fan, and I kind of had an obsession with the Mets ex- manager Bobby V. Every time the Mets would lose I would say things like “if they only had Bobby V back they would have won” Er

Eric rescued me into an exciting new job on multiple occasions over the years, but the time I remember most fondly is even further back, when I arrived at graduate school in the early 80’s. (Undoubtedly the golden mists of nostalgia have something to do with it – I met my future wife just down the h

Eric (and Mom) had a GREAT laugh. One of my favorite things when sleeping over at the farm, was being woken up by the sound of the two of them laughing in their bedroom down the hall (a sound traveling easily through two closed doors). This is a clip from 2015, when the girls were small; they had fo