Sandy was an outstanding young man when I knew him in high school and college. Always a gentlemen and, along with his family, was very kind to me when my mother died when we were seniors. His mother and sister helped me move into my dorm room the first year in college because my dad was not allowed above the first floor. The world is not the same without him in it. Rest in peace Sandy. 

He was "Sandy" or "Fred" to many of us. What a hoot he was -- friendly, spunky, always stirring things in a positive way. Not sure that I ever had any classes with Sandy at NHS, but was involved in sports with him and felt like I knew him well because of his great personality. He was a giver, giving of himself in the best of spirits. I particularly remember an event at NHS one morning, pre-class start. Gatherings in those marble-floored hallways. A group of us guys bantering each other when Sandy walked up. Right away, he got "in the thick" of things and made a funny comment, to which I responded with laughter and a finger poke toward him that unfortunately landed right in his solarplexus. His eyes bugged out and he started falling backward as if in slow-motion. We all thought he was faking it, but he hit the floor and was "out like a light." Recovering from our surprise, several ran for help and I kept watch, fearful that I had done permanent damage. Thankfully, he opened his eyes and blinked, got up with a little help to steady him, and he was back to carrying on as only Sandy could. RIP, Sandy. 

Sandy was a good friend to many, and always made you smile.  He was so much fun to be with , and we double dated many times in his old convertible with the hole in the roof.  His house was a gathering place often, as his parents were as much fun to be around as he was..