Eric and I played mixed doubles at Coveleigh Club on the weekends. We couldn't win a game. After one game 6/0 6/0 I was so discouraged I went to Shungut Marina & bought a boat. That was my calling, thanks Eric. I will miss our times together.
Reading some of the other memories about being a big Garnets booster or not being so handy with tools rings a bell, but it turns out Eric was also a consummate pro as a lifetime public servant. After decades away from Rye, I got to reconnect with Gail and Eric at 67 reunion several years ago. When I found out Eric had spent most of his career working for Westchester County (including as Transportation Commissioner) we had fun catching up - since I’ve worked the last 3 decades
Eric and Gail were my brother Terry’s favorite people in the world. Eric was the brother that Terry never had and he was closer to Gail than he was to any of his sisters. They probably knew and understood him better than anyone else. No visit to the East Coast was worth it unless he got time to spend with them. He was able to relax and be himself. It was like being home. Though I didn’t know my brother very well, it was always clear to me from the way he talked of them, that
When I think of Eric, one specific image of him pops into my brain. I was at a party at Karena Somerville’s parents home some time in the 70’s. There was either a sauna or steam room off of the kitchen, and Eric came walking out of it wearing a tee shirt, shorts and a leather World War aviator’s helmet. The beauty part of it was that he looked at me like I was the idiot! Rest In Peace, Eric. I will always smile when I think of you...
What can I say... the Langeloh's were my second family. I spent so much time at their house I knew every family member, all the cousin's, nieces and nephew's being born, countless hours in the living room with the entire family. All so close, and all engaged and involved with each other. Always inclusive and Eric was like another older brother. I will remember it all with nothing but fond memories.
Grew up with him @ Milton School. He was always a happy boy. I believe my brothers were friendly with him also. I didn't know him as a adult, as I left Rye when I was 13. But I remember his kindness. So sorry for your loss. Linda Zwicke
Eric was the best babysitter. Mom would ask him to sit for me while they went out for the day. He would never say no, even though he was usually bar tending At the Five Points (Kelly's). Eric would bring me & my Crayola Crayons, plop me on the corner barstool, bring me a Coke and a bag of chips. I loved the attention from all of his friends. He would even let me in on a few games of Wales Tales. Later in life I would share these babysitting Adventures with mom & dad, their re
Almost every weekend as a child, my father would take me to my sports games, whether it was Rye Youth Soccer or CYO Basketball. Inevitably, after the game, the question would come up, "What do you want to do for lunch?". We would always end up at the original Post Road Market. Being before the time of cell phones, I would take a quarter to the pay phone outside with the whiz of Post Road traffic in the background, dial up the Langeloh Residence, to which Mr. L would pick up a