Eric and his wife Molly were the managers of the apartment where I lived in the mid-80s. They had a teenage daughter and maybe also a son. I was in my mid-20s and Eric seemed to me at the time to be a stoned old hippy-type of person. Always very friendly. I knew he played guitar but not that he was "The Doctor" or had played with any big names. I recall I gave him some parts from some old guitars I had. They didn't remain the managers for too long after I moved in.