Howard Van Horn and my father were college mates at UCLA before WW2, after which they lost contact with one another, only to run into each other again by coincidence in San Bernardino probably around 1957, both now married and with children. The Van Horns are thus the very first of any of my friends. Our two families enjoyed an out-of-the-ordinary mutual friendship unlike any other, and i literally grew up with Lynnette and Roddie. i have so many wonderful memories of Howard for literally my entire life. I was always in awe of him, seriously. Besides the musician per excellence, he was also a mechanical genius. I've thought that about him ever since I was 4. But not just that---his inquiring mind went into so many different areas and he was excellent in them all---physics, chemistry, electronics, ANY subject in academia, ANYTHING--- a consummate Renaissance man if there ever was one. And his sense of humor was always a delight, from the cynical and sardonic (which i absolutely enjoyed) to the humane--- you had to be on your toes to appreciate the sense of irony in his sense of humor. Although his first choice of profession was music, his mechanical and engineering acumen was profound. You could give him a dumpster full of junk and he would be able to construct from that, sight unseen, a working automobile, or a Ferris Wheel, or a guided missle, anything. As a youngster i was a chemistry nerd and whenever i got some new items of equipment or chemicals i would show them to him to get his opinion and approval. You could ask him about anything ---and i never once heard him say "Well, I dont know...."
Every New Years we and other friends would all gather at his house to watch the Rose Parade---and not just because the Van Horns were the only ones to have a color TV !
I will miss him certainly, and mourn our loss of such a dear man but i have so many hundreds of wonderful memories of him, that even now the tears are conjoined with smiles and even laughter. Say what you may about this problematic world, but when i look for and find some measure of goodness and sincerity in years that have past, it is partly because Howard was there, living in that same world at the same time. Goodbye (for now) Howard!
Sincerely, Daniel Benson