Of a really great guy. Was the father of an ex-girlfriend. He was a WWII vet, spent most of his life working for the MTA and never really retired. He did electrician work until a few years before Alzheimers caught up with him. He gave me a Ford Fairmont when I was going to college so I could drive his daughter around..and always treated me to the next door neighbor's homemade wine. He had some great stories..like the time he found a bum on the tracks..woke him up..and was later given a commendation for it..for "saving" the guy's life. There was no train near by.. Or the time he had to catch a women's pet chicken on a subway car. They don't make them like this guy anymore.