Nick was my best friend, going back to grade school at James Madison Elementary, then when we really became hellions at John Muir Jr. High (before these were called "Middle Schools"), and on through Pacific. God, we could make each other crazy . . . and laugh and laugh and laugh from the mischief we could achieve. I don't believe I've ever had so much fun as during those years, and I'll never forget nor take those simpler times for granted. Nick was unbelievably smart, witty, spontaneous, and damn good looking (the wretch!), as was his entire family, sisters Laurie and Nancy, and his parents Ron and Nancy, who were all very wonderful and close to us as a family. Nick and I stayed in touch after High School intermittently, as naturally our life paths went in different directions. He became a successful engineer (no surprise, there), and an apparently a very popular figure down in SoCal with reputedly lots and lots of friends and admirers (no surprise there, either). Whenever we did re-connect, if even briefly, it was always a joyous time. So, imagine my shock, sadness and disbelief when I got a call from a mutual friend informing me that he had died. That was NOT supposed to happen . . . and definitely not to my buddy Nick. A grand life, cut much, much too short. My only solace is that I know he lived the time he had to its fullest, and that he was and is loved by so many, and deservedly so. I still talk to him from time to time, and hope he can hear me. I will never, ever forget the wonderful bright light that was Nick Abood, and treasure the realization that my life is blessed to have shared it with him. Be at peace, my brother, and I'll see you next time around. --Dale Pooley
Nick was a good friend of mine our last year at Pacific. I forget how we met, but it might have been at the newsroom of the student newspaper?
Anyway, we triple-dated (with Anna B.) at the Prom and went to San Francisco afterward. I remember the name of the funny sounding restarant - Pam Pam East. We went tubing on the American River in Sacramento, cruised "The Strip" (in his cool car) and had fun. I don't think either of us were the biggest high school Romeo of all-time, so it was a good match, haha.
He was very smart and very good looking and he brought me out of my shell a bit. I remain appreciative!
We lost touch about a year after high school and I was shocked when I heard he had died at the 1998 reunion.
Dale Pooley (1978)
Nick was my best friend, going back to grade school at James Madison Elementary, then when we really became hellions at John Muir Jr. High (before these were called "Middle Schools"), and on through Pacific. God, we could make each other crazy . . . and laugh and laugh and laugh from the mischief we could achieve. I don't believe I've ever had so much fun as during those years, and I'll never forget nor take those simpler times for granted. Nick was unbelievably smart, witty, spontaneous, and damn good looking (the wretch!), as was his entire family, sisters Laurie and Nancy, and his parents Ron and Nancy, who were all very wonderful and close to us as a family. Nick and I stayed in touch after High School intermittently, as naturally our life paths went in different directions. He became a successful engineer (no surprise, there), and an apparently a very popular figure down in SoCal with reputedly lots and lots of friends and admirers (no surprise there, either). Whenever we did re-connect, if even briefly, it was always a joyous time. So, imagine my shock, sadness and disbelief when I got a call from a mutual friend informing me that he had died. That was NOT supposed to happen . . . and definitely not to my buddy Nick. A grand life, cut much, much too short. My only solace is that I know he lived the time he had to its fullest, and that he was and is loved by so many, and deservedly so. I still talk to him from time to time, and hope he can hear me. I will never, ever forget the wonderful bright light that was Nick Abood, and treasure the realization that my life is blessed to have shared it with him. Be at peace, my brother, and I'll see you next time around. --Dale PooleyChristopher Arellano (1978)
Nick was a good friend of mine our last year at Pacific. I forget how we met, but it might have been at the newsroom of the student newspaper?
Anyway, we triple-dated (with Anna B.) at the Prom and went to San Francisco afterward. I remember the name of the funny sounding restarant - Pam Pam East. We went tubing on the American River in Sacramento, cruised "The Strip" (in his cool car) and had fun. I don't think either of us were the biggest high school Romeo of all-time, so it was a good match, haha.
He was very smart and very good looking and he brought me out of my shell a bit. I remain appreciative!
We lost touch about a year after high school and I was shocked when I heard he had died at the 1998 reunion.
Rest in peace, old friend.
Connie Guerra (Silva-Skivers) (1980)
Gone way too soon. R.I.P. Nick.