Friday, September 13, 2013
My father, Arthur Oke, worked with Erik and spoke of him often and always very highly. Erik took my little brother, Jamie (now Jim) on an plane ride from Baldwin Airport when Jamie was about 7 years old. He talked about it for a long time. My father has been gone since 1989, but I still recall his stories about Erik. Missing a father is a feeling that lasts a long time. My condolences.
