Section F at the Reck lost a valuable friend and seat cover.
I met Howard about 12-13 years ago at a Rice baseball game. He had one of the seats on the back two rows of Sec F. behind the plate. I would move my tickets the next season and that's where Ive been ever since.
Howard was old, when we first met I figured he was late 80's even then. So each year he would show up for game 1 we were shocked and pleasantly surprised that he was still alive . Howard had not been a RICE student. He moved here in the earlys 70's with a degree from Drexel and went to work in the Oil industry and ever left Houston. This was home.

He complained about the failures of the Astros, Rockets, Owls, Always thought the Texas sucked but liked James Casey. If he had a negative opinion about an athlete a coach or politician you would hear about it. You might easily think Howard hated everything.

His one love was boobs, big ,firm young bouncy boobs. He once passed out at a game and was only revived when the chesty paramedic leaned in to check his vitals, His grin was bigger than ours. If I would take date to a game Howard would spend the next 9 innings trying to steal her away from me ( the bastard) and I don't doubt he came close once or twice the man was charming.

Howard was a practicing Jew since he tended to be private it was not a big source of conversation, but I would try and remeber him around the big holidays and wish him well. His typical response was "Im not going to send you a Christmas card." and then he would smirk.

Howard had survived round 1 with cancer and had been in decent health since. Last time I saw him was at a Rice game and we took our walk around the stands 5th inning so he could stretch his legs and see some boobs.
Ill admit we had a good thing going since he was old he could stare right at those tits and they were unlikely to say anything and if he's looking I might as well just in case there a conversation about it later.

We lost him this last week, it wasn't a surprise Round 2 hit him hard and Howard declined treatment thinking enough was enough. And went on to see the Jew God last week.

I miss him already

(08-09-2016 09:11 PM)THRILL Wrote:  Section F at the Reck lost a valuable friend and seat cover.
I met Howard about 12-13 years ago at a Rice baseball game. He had one of the seats on the back two rows of Sec F. behind the plate. I would move my tickets the next season and that's where Ive been ever since.
Howard was old, when we first met I figured he was late 80's even then. So each year he would show up for game 1 we were shocked and pleasantly surprised that he was still alive . Howard had not been a RICE student. He moved here in the earlys 70's with a degree from Drexel and went to work in the Oil industry and ever left Houston. This was home.

He complained about the failures of the Astros, Rockets, Owls, Always thought the Texas sucked but liked James Casey. If he had a negative opinion about an athlete a coach or politician you would hear about it. You might easily think Howard hated everything.

His one love was boobs, big ,firm young bouncy boobs. He once passed out at a game and was only revived when the chesty paramedic leaned in to check his vitals, His grin was bigger than ours. If I would take date to a game Howard would spend the next 9 innings trying to steal her away from me ( the bastard) and I don't doubt he came close once or twice the man was charming.

Howard was a practicing Jew since he tended to be private it was not a big source of conversation, but I would try and remeber him around the big holidays and wish him well. His typical response was "Im not going to send you a Christmas card." and then he would smirk.

Howard had survived round 1 with cancer and had been in decent health since. Last time I saw him was at a Rice game and we took our walk around the stands 5th inning so he could stretch his legs and see some boobs.
Ill admit we had a good thing going since he was old he could stare right at those tits and they were unlikely to say anything and if he's looking I might as well just in case there a conversation about it later.

We lost him this last week, it wasn't a surprise Round 2 hit him hard and Howard declined treatment thinking enough was enough. And went on to see the Jew God last week.

I miss him already

Hi Thrill,
My sincere condolences on your loss. A very similar thing happened to me at the race track here in Houston. For six years I spent nearly every Saturday sitting next to a gentleman who was 26 years older than me, and he ended up becoming my best friend. His name was Fred, and he was also Jewish. We shared many common interests besides horse racing, and I made a connection with Fred that I never had with anyone that much older than me before.

Fred passed away two years ago at the age of 88 from a heart condition. Since his passing, I don't go to the track every Saturday anymore, but I miss him all the time, even when I'm not there.

I guess that's just a risk we take when we allow ourselves to become attached to someone else. Clearly Howard and Fred were worth it for you and me.

Again, my condolences.
BetontheOwl

(08-09-2016 10:03 PM)BetontheOwl Wrote:  

(08-09-2016 09:11 PM)THRILL Wrote:  Section F at the Reck lost a valuable friend and seat cover.
I met Howard about 12-13 years ago at a Rice baseball game. He had one of the seats on the back two rows of Sec F. behind the plate. I would move my tickets the next season and that's where Ive been ever since.
Howard was old, when we first met I figured he was late 80's even then. So each year he would show up for game 1 we were shocked and pleasantly surprised that he was still alive . Howard had not been a RICE student. He moved here in the earlys 70's with a degree from Drexel and went to work in the Oil industry and ever left Houston. This was home.

He complained about the failures of the Astros, Rockets, Owls, Always thought the Texas sucked but liked James Casey. If he had a negative opinion about an athlete a coach or politician you would hear about it. You might easily think Howard hated everything.

His one love was boobs, big ,firm young bouncy boobs. He once passed out at a game and was only revived when the chesty paramedic leaned in to check his vitals, His grin was bigger than ours. If I would take date to a game Howard would spend the next 9 innings trying to steal her away from me ( the bastard) and I don't doubt he came close once or twice the man was charming.

Howard was a practicing Jew since he tended to be private it was not a big source of conversation, but I would try and remeber him around the big holidays and wish him well. His typical response was "Im not going to send you a Christmas card." and then he would smirk.

Howard had survived round 1 with cancer and had been in decent health since. Last time I saw him was at a Rice game and we took our walk around the stands 5th inning so he could stretch his legs and see some boobs.
Ill admit we had a good thing going since he was old he could stare right at those tits and they were unlikely to say anything and if he's looking I might as well just in case there a conversation about it later.

We lost him this last week, it wasn't a surprise Round 2 hit him hard and Howard declined treatment thinking enough was enough. And went on to see the Jew God last week.

I miss him already

Hi Thrill,
My sincere condolences on your loss. A very similar thing happened to me at the race track here in Houston. For six years I spent nearly every Saturday sitting next to a gentleman who was 26 years older than me, and he ended up becoming my best friend. His name was Fred, and he was also Jewish. We shared many common interests besides horse racing, and I made a connection with Fred that I never had with anyone that much older than me before.

Fred passed away two years ago at the age of 88 from a heart condition. Since his passing, I don't go to the track every Saturday anymore, but I miss him all the time, even when I'm not there.

I guess that's just a risk we take when we allow ourselves to become attached to someone else. Clearly Howard and Fred were worth it for you and me.

Again, my condolences.
BetontheOwl

Youre right, and thank you for those kind words. But Im not the only one that suffered a loss Howard made an impact on others at Rice as well. Trust me when the calls were made last night there were plenty of tears and laughs as we remembered our friend