Wherever you are, I know that you know and are aware of what’s going on.
I was extremely saddened to hear of your untimely demise. I must tell you that a man of your spirit, push and go is depicted as carrying a long lifeline. Unfortunately, unexpectedly, and abruptly your life was taken.
Leon, I will remember coming through the doors of The Wave to submit my contributions to Letters To The Editor. There you were sitting in your favorite spot next to your wide window overlooking Rockaway Beach Boulevard into the piercing sun shining through.
"Good morning Leon, " I would say. "And how are you today?" Looking straight at me, you would say, "I was fine up to now." "Leon," I laughed. "I have something interesting today, should I leave it on your desk?" "Don’t do that," you answered. "It’s next to the garbage pail, give it to me."
Leon, I remember at times our conversation took a serious turn as we spoke about health (we were both diabetic and had to control our sugar input). You kept your sugar-testing machine on your desk using it frequently.
My parting words to you when I left were, "Stay well, stay healthy."
Memories of you will be treasured in the hearts of your family and friends because they know there has only been one Leon Locke, and that is you.