"I remember you mentioning he was a bike messenger."
Correct. Big in the NYC AYH crowd. Poet. Free spirit...or just plain crazoid! A fun guy to ride with. I was a first-year rookie when I met Judah. I was way faster, but he...he had the secrets of cycling under his "Brooklyn" cycling cap. Over the years, I got to see him for two days out the year. Every Mother's Day weekend the bus full of NY AYH'ers would show up for TOSRV and somehow, Judah always found our bunch of in the crowd of 2,000 to 10,000 riders and party riding we would go!
I read of his death online (cancer, IIRC) a couple of years ago and this time of year he always pops into my head...his super long hair and beat to **** Campy equipped Frejus are forever burned into my memory.
"My first year roomie in college was an ex-messenger in addition to being a major coke fiend. Apparently bribes paid in peruvian flake to the dispatcher were the only way to earn the high $$ runs at the major messenger outfits in NYC in the late 80's."
Judah would do a toke or two and be on the 28th floor! He was kind of naturally high. One hellova New York Jew, he was! My Jewish lawyer riding partner from Columbus was in shock over Judah's unkempt appearance and lack of...er...social graces, but they bonded well. Was there anyone that didn't like Judah? I doubt it!
I remember him getting ****** off at another rider that did something stupid or dangerous on the road. Judah's 'rant' was more funny than threatening! For a New Yorker he was very laid back and courteous to a fault.
"Maybe that's how Tornado Tom got his start in Belgium?"
Heh! Either that or as a Ferrari test driver?
Correct. Big in the NYC AYH crowd. Poet. Free spirit...or just plain crazoid! A fun guy to ride with. I was a first-year rookie when I met Judah. I was way faster, but he...he had the secrets of cycling under his "Brooklyn" cycling cap. Over the years, I got to see him for two days out the year. Every Mother's Day weekend the bus full of NY AYH'ers would show up for TOSRV and somehow, Judah always found our bunch of in the crowd of 2,000 to 10,000 riders and party riding we would go!
I read of his death online (cancer, IIRC) a couple of years ago and this time of year he always pops into my head...his super long hair and beat to **** Campy equipped Frejus are forever burned into my memory.
"My first year roomie in college was an ex-messenger in addition to being a major coke fiend. Apparently bribes paid in peruvian flake to the dispatcher were the only way to earn the high $$ runs at the major messenger outfits in NYC in the late 80's."
Judah would do a toke or two and be on the 28th floor! He was kind of naturally high. One hellova New York Jew, he was! My Jewish lawyer riding partner from Columbus was in shock over Judah's unkempt appearance and lack of...er...social graces, but they bonded well. Was there anyone that didn't like Judah? I doubt it!
I remember him getting ****** off at another rider that did something stupid or dangerous on the road. Judah's 'rant' was more funny than threatening! For a New Yorker he was very laid back and courteous to a fault.
"Maybe that's how Tornado Tom got his start in Belgium?"
Heh! Either that or as a Ferrari test driver?