Jud's family had high expectations for him and he didn't disappoint them. His well-off (Standard Oil) maternal grandmother wanted him to go to medical school. His Irish father worked very hard and ran a tight ship with his kids. His dad was very instrumental in the Apollo program, heading up the firm that produced one of the rocket stages. His mother was an angel to her kids and all their friends and they had a wonderful huge house on the water on the Esplanade in Redondo that had belonged to the governor of Arizona at one time. Jud had a great sense of humor and a wonderful laugh. When he was on the High Tide staff he used to write sports and he always made his friends the hero of the game. Jud's dad had a stash of booze and we were always trying to make off with a bottle, and it was a game we played to see if we could outsmart him. Jud was accident-prone, always getting himself hurt on the fishing barge where he worked part time. When I heard he had become a surgeon, I couldn't believe it. Jud was very affected by his duty as a surgeon during the Viet Nam war. He was always up for a good fight and even as an older guy used to delight in telling of his adventures in bar brawls. Jud never met a rock he didn't like and many times we would be driving in the desert even when we were in our fifties and he would take off on a dirt track to investigate an old mine. Sadly, Jud suffers from Alzheimer's disease.
(Editors note: Memories supplied by his friend, John Dunzer. — Jud passed away March 11, 2012, after his long battle with Alzheimer's disease.)
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