Larry was a philosopher's philosopher and painstakingly mentored me. If today I have any merit as a philosopher it is largely down to my good friend. He had just about the sharpest mind of anyone I know. His ability to analyze problems was brilliant. His critique could be devastating. But how much better my papers were after Larry analyzed them!
Larry was a union man. For years he worked hard to better the working conditions of his colleagues. He has left a massive legacy that will affect our university colleagues for years to come.
Larry was an atheist and a materialist. He had no room for god or religion. For him, there was nothing more than can be seen, heard, touched, tasted and smelled. We talked often of metaphysics and what is real and what is possible. We often differed. But, Larry was an enigmatic materialist. He had little time for material stuff. He was a romantic at heart. He teared up easily. He loved dogs. He loved music. I marveled at his atheism for such a spiritual man. He marveled at my theism for such a skeptical philosopher.
Above all Larry was a good man. (I can hear him saying, "Come on Andy, what do you mean by good?") He was good in so many respects ... kind, generous, respectful, strong, ethical, giving, loving, fair, humble.
He was my friend. I am privileged. I will miss him.