“Spika, Tony G. here, the great one, known all around the world, coast to coast…..I’m thinking of coming out to California, can you pick me up at the airport, can ya Spika, …What da ya think Spika,… can you pick up me at the airport if I come to California”……
Over the last almost 2.5 decades I have received a handful these precious greetings on my message machine/ mobile phone. I’ve never deleted one. Only time, technology, moves and thieves have caused any of those messages to be erased, I have one from this past August still live.
Tony’s sweet spirit is absolutely some the best stuff on this planet. The DNA of heaven. That we should all be so honest, decent and peaceful as the Mayor.
Memories of him striding down the beach on a lazy July afternoon with his Mr Mike’s apron still on or seeing him strut into the Frolics with his referee uniform on (whistle included of course) was a thing of greatness. If only our heads of state could command so much dignity and act with such class.
Those days when you were headed out Beach Road, or down route 1, or through North Andover and you were late for something you thought mattered or you were heavy in thought about “important stuff” and BOOM there he was, already having made eye contact with you and there was only ever one thing to do, STOP and take the Mayor where ever he had to go.
Those rides teach us everything we need to know about about what matters in life. They teach us about how being a good and decent human is our greatest calling. Not for ourselves but for others. “non sibi sed aliis”.
On this cool California night, I’m warmed by thoughts of good people I have known, too many to count. People Like Tony G that taught me how important it is to defend the defenseless, give till it helps and always try to do the right thing.
Wishing all who read this, lots of laughter, good memories and much love. Thanks to so many of you who stepped in at various times in my life and gave and cared so unselfishly. It mattered.
Enjoy the video, stay in touch and please when you see the G-man next, tell him , “The Spika said Hi and that any time he wants to come out to San Diego, I’ll pick him up in the airport, in a LIMO”.
Friendship, Strength and Honor,