Tony Tony Macaroni

Saint Anthony
Oh Tony, oh Tony. My friend of choice all these years. Tony brought an old violin to a made-up string class at Davidson in 1955, I think. I was a busy sophmore and Tony was a Freshman. Maybe it was a year later, I do not remember clearly. Doris West and Betty Goehring, fiddle playing wives of music faculty agreed to have a class. I found an old viola and wanted to see if I could learn a stringed instrument. Found I did not have the time, but got to know Tony. He struck up a friendship with my homey friend Morrison, and we became pretty close as the years went by. After I started taking art from Doug Houchens, Tony seemed to take an interest in what I was doing. He started his art collection along with Morrison and myself. Prints from the Baltimore dealer, Ferdinand Rotin, who brought affordable prints and works to College campuses back then.

The reasons I like Tony and am grateful for his long-time friendship:

1. His wife, Marian. The grandest girl you can ever meet....

2. Always patient with my folies

3. Always interested in music and art. Two things that are high on my list.

4. Maintains beautiful premises full of art and music.

5. Has great kids and grand kids....

6. Invites me to the beach with him every year...

7. Supports my interests and passions. Or at least indulges them.

8. Has stuck to his ideals all these years.

9. Teaches what he believes, practices his principals....

10. Sifts his life as carefully as his money.

11. Has values of utmost worth and purity....

12. Has fathered two splendid boys, who now have two youngsters each....

13. The way those boys love their dad and mom is simply astounding.

14. This family has so much love between the members....

many more later......
We stayed in touch.....