For Lajos Kollár · 6d ago
My dad used to stream the Kekszalag race every summer on some obscure feed and I'd sit with him just to see the Balaton light, that's how I first heard Kollar's name. Watched the 2018 Aarhus clip again this morning after I saw the news, Berecz's win, and thought of my dad's living room.
For Sílvio Barsetti · 11d ago
My uncle died of the same thing, metastatic melanoma, three years ago, so seeing that word in his obituary this morning stopped me cold. I don't know his reporting firsthand but the way people describe him covering that World Cup scoop in 2010 reminds me of how my uncle used to chase a story. 61 is nothing.
For Jodie Allen · 25d ago
88. Made Outlook required Sunday reading.
For Paul Bender · 18 Sept 2026
93 is the same age my grandfather was when we lost him this spring. Different lives, different rooms, but reading this still knocked the wind out of me a little. Didn't know him, just know that number too well now.
For Jacob Graner · 17 Sept 2026
"An absolute joy to be around... his laugh was contagious." That's the one that stuck with me.
For Jonathan Cooper · 8 Sept 2026
My father played violin his whole life and always said Jonathan's instruments had a voice all their own. He was so proud to own one of them.
For Nicolas Simion · 5 Sept 2026
My father played saxophone badly and loved Nicolas Simion's work. He said Nicolas made him understand why he loved it. That generosity of spirit, that willingness to teach and to trace things back to their source, that's what I'll remember.
For David Johansen · 15 Sept 2025
Scrooged wouldn't be the same without him. That ghost of Christmas past was perfect, and he brought real soul to everything he touched. Staten Island to the world, and the world was better for it.