I met Dick when I worked at the House of Musical Traditions in 1982 and was living above the store. He became my realtor (And was a good one)due to our interest in obscure musical instruments(we didn't think they were obscure), and when Takoma Park became evidently out of reach financially even then for a musician, he suggested Mt. Rainier, where he found a house that I've been in since. We exchanged knowing glances when I was onstage or he was wandering at festivals. I am very sorry to be out of town for his celebration.I would make some rude noises in his honor.