Dear Henry,
That was a lovely piece of writing. We are about to lose a beloved pet companion,
a valiant, affectionate Persian Blue cat named Smokey, and I feel for you
in your loss. I am devoted to both dogs and cats, though they are quite different.
Thank you for writing that.
With sympathy,
S.C.
henry,
as the man who made boomer famous, i must extend my sympathies. i remember
that one of my editors insisted i assess how many taxpayer dollars were
expended by your aides who walked him. knowing resistance to daily news
editors' requests -- no matter how ludicrous -- was futile, i figured it
took 10 minutes to walk him twice a day. i learned that the aides who walked
him were paid some scandalously low amount of money, like $18,000 or some
such amount (you cheapskate) and factoring it out came to about $87 a year.
i convinced them i think that maybe at most there was some weird abuse of
power involved, but not a significant drain on the tax coffers. (not like
the outrageous expense of, i believe, 99 cents for the male park name tags
and 1.97 for females, or some such amount.) he was a very nice dog. i am
sorry he has left.
crackers
Dear Henry:
I was saddened to learn about your loss, the death of Boomer. Dogs are like
children who depend entirely on us,and it strains our emotions when we have
to terminate their lives. It sounds like you did the right thing; may Boomer
rest in peace, no longer in pain.
Warm best wishes,
J.S.
Henry,
Beautiful epitath for Boomer, and I know your feelings
well. My dog Pal lived for 18 years, and my family got him for me and my
older brother when I was 7. I took him out four times a day until married
at 23, and then it was my father, the Judge's turn. He became a cherished
member of our family, and when his time came it was my job to bring him to
the vet after the rest of the family's sorrowful goodbyes. My Dad couldn't
bring himself to do it.
I'll never forget the vet walking away with him,
and me (now 25) calling after him-"Pal", "Pal", like I did thousands of times
before always prompting him to bound into me with such force
and joy we usually fell down together. But this final time he couldn't even
hear me, no less run, and through my tears and sorrow I knew it was the right
thing to do.
As you know many of us believe in an after life
with a place called Heaven managed by a God of Love for those who have loved
and been loved here on earth. We also know that if God granted us the happiness
of pets like Boomer and Pal, and heaven is a place of perfect joy, then don't
be surprised if we meet them again.
The Best!
Your former speaker and present friend,
P.
Henry,
Thank you for sharing your story of Boomer. One
wishes that all creatures, big and small, would give as much joy and accept
the adoration of others with such grace and cheer.
Boomer was obviously a lucky dog. He received
the affection and care of a loving family of children and adults. It
seems that he had many friends and acquaintances.
No Guinness record could replace the memories you have of your sweet dog.
Yours truly,
M.L.W.
i'm typing through tears.
thanks for a memorable boomer article.
e.
StarQuest,
As an intern for Northside in 1999-2000, 2001, I had many opportunities to
serve as advance person with you. One of the joys that I got from this
task was being able to "hang out" with 63. He was a joy to have, and,
as you note in your narrative, a magnet for children and adults alike.
He was always eager and ready to go as he lounged at the Arsenal garage on
hot, summer days. He was constantly given attention wherever he went,
and he embraced that attention and returned the affection that he constantly
received. I just wanted to express sorrow for your loss and give you
just one more (of what I'm sure are many) accounts of how Mr. B touched the
life of a New Yorker (although now transplanted to the Midwest).
Sincerely,
Trigger
Thank you for sharing this. I still get tears in my eyes when I think
of the two dogs we had to put down in my family. They were as much
a part of the family as the human members and, even though one died 23 years
ago and one 12 years ago, they are both very much missed by all who were
lucky enough to have known them.
Boomer was a beautiful dog. I often saw him on the streets of the Upper
East Side, even though I never managed to get a chance to pet him. Take care,
and may God rest his soul. Yes, I do believe dogs have them.
J.P.
henry...
so sorry to hear about boomer. like so many dog lovers, i too know
how searing and intense the pain is when a wonderful animal reaches the end.
once, when i struggled to get over the loss of a great springer spaniel who
lived to 17, a friend sent me an updike poem to help fix my own emotions;
so, i'll send it along to you.
all the best,
m.t.
Dear Henry: That was a lovely tribute to Boomer, who I met one time
only, when you had him with you in Carl Schurz Park. The occasion was
the return of the rescued & repaired statue which had been vandalized
and thrown into the river. It was gone so long that I wrote to you,
I think, to find out if we were getting it back or if you were going to give
it to some other park, and so you invited me to the ceremony when the time
came. (That statue had a special meaning for me, because I composed
my Marble Faun songs in the park and thought of the statue as The Marble
Faun, even though it was not a statue of a faun at all, but that is another
story.)
Anyway, I am glad to have been counted as someone who petted Boomer.
I really liked what you wrote. We had two cats who lived to be 18 and
20. I know how painful it was to us and to Damon & Anton when we
lost the cats, and I am feeling very empathetic right now.
It really is a very moving, heartfelt account of his life and your loss,
and I think you should send it in to the Op Ed page of the Times. It
is an experience that all animal owners and lovers will appreciate, and besides
your dog was a celebrity.
Thanks for sending it to me.
All best,
N.H.K.
Henry,
My condolences on your loss. Laramie and I shared a birthday, along
with William Makepeace Thackeray, Nelson Mandella, Clifford Odets, Dick Button,
Natalie Sarraute, Red Skelton, and John Glenn.--all born on July 18th.
S.T.
Dear StarQuest,
Please accept the condolences of the Axelson family on Boomer's
passing. We all enjoyed our moments with him over the years. In
particular, I think having Boomer along was a great icebreaker with
young children, and a source of much amusement for them and for adults.
You may recall that my younger son, Ben's park name is "Dibbity," which
was his childish diminutive of his dog Liberty. Liberty had died just a
few weeks before you asked Ben in January 1999 to suggest a park name,
and to commemmorate his dog he picked "Dibbity." Like Kenan with
Boomer, Ben was the person who did the most to take care of Liberty and
with whom the dog bonded most closely. You'll be glad to know that for
the past 3 years Ben and Logan and their mother have enjoyed the company
of a rescued Rottweiler named "Millie." Here's a picture of Ben with
Millie.
All the best,
Tillicum
SQ,
My deepest condolences. He was a terrific dog. I actually remember
being on advance with you once and having to walk Boomer in Carl
Schurz Park. That was the first time that I had ever walked a dog.
This experience allowed me to help four of my fraternity brothers in
the care of Lebowski, a Beagle/Corgi mix that we rescued from the
Philadelphia Animal Shelter. Boomer will definitely be missed, but
few dogs have achieved such a legacy.
-Almanac
Very sorry to hear this sad news. I only met him once in the latter stages
of your and his reign at I think the opening of the new Battery Park pier
gardens. If I am not mistaken he did draw attention to himself on a number
of occasions during your speech, I suspect because he knew there would be
limited opportunities to do so in the future. He seemed a good egg with a
very amiable disposition - exactly as you describe him in fact. He will be
missed.
P.O.
Dear Starquest,
Please know how sad I feel about Boomer leaving us. How I loved climbing
into the back of your Blazer and being snuggled by Boomer's loving ways.
He was remarkable in so many ways and so many lives were filled with smiles
because of his presence. Thank you and your family for sharing him
with us.
W.P.
I will truly miss Boomer. I used to enjoy seeing him in the Park at
the races every weekend when I was volunteering. He always licked me
and wagged his tail and was so happy to get the bagels that we fed him.
It is very sad when an animal passes as they are part of the family.
I have unfortunately had the experience three times, but my dogs led long
and happy lives dying at 17 years of age, and two at 14 years of age.
We can only remember the happy times with our animals and the love they brought
into our lives. You will always smile when you think of Boomer.
Perhaps in time, you will get another dog, even though the prospect now may
seem slim. You will love him as you loved Boomer, yet your memories
of Boomer will not fade. Right now, I have a Samoyed who is 12 years
old and who is aging before my eyes and slowing. I know I will face
the day soon when she is no longer with me. I also have three Shih
Tzus who are the loves of my life. I am sure you will agree that dogs
truly lift the spirits.
It was truly a lovely eulogy that you wrote for Boomer.
F.W.
Commissioner..............MJ and I (and his mother, Betty) had a similar
relationship with our West Highland Terrier, Molly. So much so that
after 13 years of growing up with MJ, we couldn't get another dog when
she passed away, as if was as if a member (and indeed she was) of the
family had passed away. It's wonderful to have had those years, and I
wouldn't have given them up for anything......one small antidote, and
I'll let you get back to helping fix up our government; for the last
five years or so of her life, I'd bring Molly into the office for
companionship and she would lie comfortably on my couch watching every
move I made. It got so that on occasion, I'd hold an "important"
meeting while she was there. I can't tell you the advantage it would
give me as my guest(s) wouldn't know whether to look at me or Molly and
invariably, I'd get whatever it was I was after.............I miss Molly
for many things, but that certainly is high on the list!! Keep up the
good work, and thanks for sharing your final Boomer story with
us.............T.
Let me extend my deepest sympathies to you and your family, in particular,
your son, Kenan, on the passing of Boomer. It was my pleasure as public servant
to see Boomer at numerous City events which he attended with you.
Like all Golden Retrievers, Boomer was a joy to behold. I speak from prejudice
since our first dog, Nana, was a mix of Golden Retriever and German Shepherd.
Have no fear the gentility of the Retriever overwhelmed the Teutonic regimen
of the Shepherd.
Let me leave you with the words of Saint Bernard of Claribau : “ Qui me amat,
amat et canem meum “ – Sermo Primus , 1150 AD – which translates to:
“ He who loves me , loves my dog.“
J.C.D.
HI Henry. I`m back in what was the 10th AD, E94 th, and remember our common
efforts to bring something good to NYC Gov, you as District Leader Lib and I
as same Dem. Other connections: As kids and older we always had golden
retrievers. Maximilian, Bonnet, Golden Boy, Tiger and many more. The only
creatures on earth with a permanent smile. On Bobby W, what a loss! He used
to call me the Tab Hunter of the Dem Party. Bob Edgar`s wife is my niece
whose Grandfather, ? Osborne employed Augie Hekcher (sp?) As editor of the
local paper in Auburn, NY....6 Degrees of Separation if you count all the
GR`s. Sorry for you loss. I`ve been there! All the best, H.
StarQuest,
I am so sorry to hear that Boomer died. He really was a sweet dog and
(excluding one day at the Olmstead where he was, as you described it,
"sick as a dog") a pleasure to be with.
It's strange that he died on Friday because just this weekend I was
looking at a picture that I have framed of Boomer and my nephew at the
Great Halloween Party in 1999. My nephew, George, was three years old at
the time and dressed as Winnie the Pooh. In the picture, I am sitting on
a park bench, Boomer is by my side with his leash in his mouth and
George's little hand is on top of the dog's head. Everyone in the picture
looks so content.
My condolences,
C.
I am sorry to hear of Boomer's death. Our Giant Schnauzer, Georgie,
is quite spry as she approaches her eight birthday (on September 11, but
she is unaware of the date's association, I think), but still...
I thought I'd mention two memorable contacts I have had with Boomer.
The dedication of Bobby Wagner Park at Battery Park City. You approach
with Boomer, clicker in (your) hand. Ed Koch reacts with mock indignation:
"I've already been counted. I will not be a party to double-clicking!"
After you spoke to a group at All Souls Church one Sunday morning a few years
ago, you leave and reappear in Fellowship Hall with Boomer and my daughter,
Julia, in tow. I will forward your letter to Julia in Princeton.
Be well. J.
Dear Starquest,
We join you in fond remembrance of Boomer.
I remember him smiling at the sidewalk bystanders
(I was one of them)on a warm November Sunday as
you both rode by my block in front of the New
York Marathon.
Boomer was a great member of your family and a loving
companion. You both were fortunate to have had each
other as friends.
Isis
Dear Henry:
Art Engoron forwarded me your tribute to Boomer..
It was a beautiful tribute and it was evident to me what a special dog he
was and how much joy he brought to those around him. I am so sorry
for your loss of this wonderful fellow. I can only imagine how much you will
miss him.. ..I have a wheaten terrier named Audrey who is 2 and I think it
is only a fellow dog owner who can understand the depth of your loss.
In the wheaten world, when a wheaten passes, we say he goes over the
rainbow bridge, to a place full of meadows (and in Boomer's case, I suppose
it looks a lot like Central Park) where he is young again and without pain
and where he can play again and watch over us until such time as we join
them there..So I will light a candle tonight for Boomer to guide him over
the rainbow bridge. With all best regards, B.G.
Dear Henry,
Boomer was a great dog who so many children loved during his tenure at Parks.
I am sure more than a few children got their parents to buy them a dog or
at the very least their contact with Boomer made them more aware of the beauty
and warmth of the animal world.
Boomer changed the course of Parks politics with your meeting with Rudy G.
Though it has been said in some quarters that you were waiting for him for
weeks. (Rumous, Ha!)
Also who could ever forget the fateful entanglement of Ruth Messenger and Boomer. What kind of pet did she have? A guinea pig.
The best part of that fiasco was the cartoon in one of the papers with Ruth
on a broom dressed as the Wicked Witch of the West with Boomer kind of giving
her the look, like what gives.
Finally Boomer loved you and loved being the mascot of the Emerald Empire.
I remember those many events with Boomer surrounded by hundreds of kids and
he would keep his cool and give them a chance for a pet. If only our sports
stars would take a lesson fron Boomer's playbook. They might learn generosity
of spirit and goodwill.
I will disagree on one point though, he did mess up my office once and hightailed out of their fast.
Again I want to extend you my condolences on your loss of the noble and sweet tempered dog. Boomer. He was an original.
I will call you soon. Betsy is still in the hospital.
Iceman
Dear Henry-
I am just sending my condolences on the passing of Boomer. Oddly, I was
going through some photos a couple of nights ago (before I received your
newsletter) from a Christmas Bird Count in Central Park, and I happened
to notice that there was a photo I took of Boomer.
In fact, I had a similar Golden, Sammi, who had to be put to sleep in
1999 at age 13 yrs, 7 mos, also because of osteosarcoma, which was
focussed in his mouth. So I know that losing a Golden is really like
losing a member of your family. They are such great dogs.
I always felt that Boomer was an important member of the NYC Parks
community, and I was so sorry to hear of his passing.
Best wishes,
A.B.
Dear Henry--- yes, I remember you walking Boomer on York and 88th--- where
I lived, and where I would see you and Bobby Wagner Jr. (he frequented our
local dive, The Mansion, on 86th and York). I remember writing
up one of your Boomer dog events for the uptown paper, The Washington Heights
Report.
Re: Boomer's full name, Laramie--- I was just there in Laramie last week.
The Univ. of Wyoming has requested the papers of my Dad, who was one of the
radio pioneers (you know about Claghorn, but my dad, as you may know, did
several radio shows-- The Shadow, The March of Time, etc). I was visiting
the archives at the American Heritage Center in Laramie, where my father's
notes and scripts and papers will reside side by side with Dick Cheney's
and Jack Benny's--- strange book-ends.
Another factoid--- Laramie, which we think of as a real "Western" name--- was named after
a Frenchman--- La Ramie. True--- check it out. (we won't hold it against Boomer--- it is politically
a liability to have a "French" connection these days).
Anyway, very sorry to hear about Boomer's demise--- I know you counted his
"pettings." I petted him at least a few times--- he was a very beautiful,
special dog.
He belonged to the whole city of New York, since he was beside you for so many public functions.
J.D.
StarQuest,
I'm writing to express my sympathies on the passing of Boomer. As one who
has two great cats as part of my family, I know how it is to see a family
member pass. On the other hand, when the quality of life is such that the
family member is in such a state of suffering, it is time to put our desire
to keep the member with us and to do the right thing, letting the family
member rest in peace. You and your family certainly did the right thing.
As you know, I met Boomer when I first joined Parks under your administration.
He was so eay to fall in love with and I as well as others did. I recall
playing with him in the Zoo Garage when I would go to sign out a vehicle.
While I know that others played with him as well, I think we all thought
that we were each Boomer's "special Parkie". It was the way he greeted you
that made you feel special.
I know how difficult it is to have to let go. The thing that helped me through
the passing of my two cats' brother, Gomez, two years ago, was that I put
first and foremost in my mind how lucky I was to have him share his short
life with me.
You and your family were lucky to be Boomer's chosen ones as I'm sure you know.
Meadowland
Thanks for the note.
Zak is 16.
Tonight is the first night he couldn't make it up the 3 floor walk up.
I think he felt worse than me.
They kind of grow on you don't they?
:. h.s.
Dear Commissioner,
I am sorry to learn of Boomer's passing. I have
fond memories of him from the various events you brought him to over the
years. Having had one dog as a pet from the time I was in the third grade
until I was married, I know from experience just how much a part of the family
the animal becomes. I had to put my dog to sleep almost forty years ago and
I still have her collar.
Henry, my condolence to you and your family. Stay well,
Sincerely,
"Cafeteria"
Starquest,
I was saddened to hear the news that Boomer is no longer with you.
He was a truly wonderful and loving dog.
The piece you wrote on Boomer warmed my heart. I too remembered many ribbon
cutting events where kids were petting Boomer- probably the first nice dog
they had ever encountered- and how they were reluctant at first and then
thrilled to experience his positive and affectionate response.
Personally, I think that dogs are a gift from God- the good ones anyway.
They teach us about unconditional love, show us the benefits of being equally
friendly and outgoing to everyone, and remind us of how important it is to
be loyal and to play.
I'm glad that you and your family were blessed with over 13 years of Boomer in your life.
-Halcyon
So sorry to hear of your loss. It is one of the pains we endure for a love
so pure, for a love with no conditions attached.
My dog is 1/2 white husky, and 1/2 golden retriever. His name is Art. He
just turned 16. He was one year old, and had been returned to the pound 3
times when I found him. He was a big handsome bright eyed young dude then,
but now I have to cup my hand under his butt and give him a boost up the
stairs to get home. However, it is a system that works pretty well, and he
seems happy - not shamed by my help. I am thankful for every single minute
I share with him. I certainly wish I had been granted more time with all
the wonderful dogs, and cats I have had in my life, but I am so very happy
for the time I did have.
Best wishes to you, and your family at this difficult time.
L.W.
Henry and family,
My sincere condolences on the loss of your beloved Boomer. Your affection and love for him were known around this city.
Mike Schenkler just sent me your moving tribute to him. When
I recently lost my 18 year old Siamese cat , Trylon , it was hard to express
to many how a beloved pet is truly a part of the family. I'm glad I was one
of those who petted Boomer (I don't rememberr the number on your clicker)
but I do rememember it was at the dedication of the nature preserve at Willow
Lake at Flushing Meadows.
Your article was a beautiful tribute to a living being
that gave love and joy to you, your family - and to other living creatures
of this city.
Regards ,
Toasted
Dear Henry,
I am truly saddened to hear of Boomer's passing, and am glad that you have
reached out to so many of us who, in turn, had so often reached out to him
with genuine affection. My last memory of him will be of your last day as
Parks Commissioner at Orchard Beach for the Polar Bear Swim - I will remember
my young pup (at the time) and Boomer introducing themselves. Our dogs are
our faithful, never-complaining, constant companions, and my condoleneces
go out to you in your loss of a wonderful friend.
Sincerely,
F.H.
Henry,
This was a very moving and touching tribute to your beloved Boomer.
I had the opportunity to meet and pet your wonderful companion while working
for the Parks Dept.
I too have a wonderful dog named Dutchess. She came in to my life while
I was the manager for Cromwell Center. It was January 2, 1996.
When I came to work in the morning, there was this frightened dog shivering
in front of the entrance. I initially ignored the dog (much to my dismay)
as I went to my office. About 5 minutes later I went to the front entrance
and she was still there, shivering. I brought her inside to my office
while I went to work. I got her a bowl of water and she sheepishly
went over to it, looked around, and then drank it feverishly. I asked
a few people if they wanted a pet and no one did. I called my wife
a little later and asked her if she would object to my bringing the dog home.
She didn't.
My Dutchess has given me and my family 8 wonderful years so far. She
is part German Shepard and part Greyhound. I look forward to as many
more years as possible with my companion.
We sometimes convey human feelings to our pets and non pet owners don't understand this, but I think you do.
I want to convey my sincerest sympathy to you and your family on your loss.
E.
Mr. Stern,
Please accept our condolences to you and your family on the loss of Boomer.
We got to see the two of you at several park events and we were fortunate to
be among the many thousands who were able to pet him too. He was a beautiful
dog. I'm sure you are comforted to know that he brought joy to so many
people.
S. & T.
Dear Henry,
I was touched, deeply, by your account of Boomer's life, and share your feelings,
in their own right and because I identify; and I am glad that you put it
in words. We lost Curry, a golden retriever of just about the same
age, and identical disposition, to liver cancer last January, and the void
has been tremendous. When we bought the apartment in NY last year,
many people questioned how we could function with a dog, much less a good-sized
dog, in the city. These fears were unfounded: Curry was petted by anyone
and everyone -- children, sanitation men, school custodians, street people
-- sometimes after it had been explained that she really was the antithesis
of a pit bull. Class distinctions would disappear if golden retrievers
governed; for them the only public policy that matters is the freedom to
lick any legs that appeal.
We're currently starting to look around in New Hampshire for a puppy, despite
our earlier resolve not to do so because we're in our late sixties.
I look forward to seeing you in the fall.
H.H.
I was saddened to hear of your recent loss. In fact, Joel Rosenblatt
informed me yesterday (8/30). I remember Boomer well. When I would go to
the Zoo Garage to obtain a vehicle, Boomer would come prancing out of
the back room with a tennis ball in his mouth, looking to be petted. I
petted him several times. What a wonderful friend he must have been. Add
me to the 10,400 clicks!!!!
F.
What an incredible eulogy for Boomer! He was a very lucky guy to have
you all for his family. Mr. McDuff, our scottie dog, left us in much
the same way, and you caused me to shed some tears after dredging up a 20-year
old painful loss. You never forget; but you were so good to each other,
it was special. God bless Boomer and God bless his family!
Condolences from D. & V.
Dear Henry,
Boomer will remain a great part of New York City's History. I will
never forget the time he came to the Jerome Park Reservoir when we dedicated
the piece of land across from Bronx High School of Science as an Outdoor
Urban Ecology Lab (OUEL pronounced "owl"). He played with all the children
-- which I considered an amazing action. Thank you for sharing him
with us.
K.S.A.
Dear Starquest
I am so sorry to hear of the passing of Boomer. My prayers go out to
you and your family. I have had the pleasure to have known Boomer, in
fact it is because of Boomer and his friendly attitude that I now have a
dog myself. I often said, "Boomer is the only dog that likes me". Let
the truth be known I think Boomer liked every one, and it is for that
reason that he will truly be missed.
Your Friend,
The BatMan
Henry, a wonderful and touching eulogy. My wife and I lost our Maltese Andy
about three years ago. After much prodding, I agreed ,reluctantly, to getting
a new puppy. About seven months ago, Maxie, a black and white Havanese puppy
joined our household. In the short time he has been with us he has given
my family untold happiness. He also loves to be petted, especially on his
belly. My grandsons, Caleb and Jordan, love him enormously and keep him very
busy, fetching, running after them ,etc, So, Henry give some thought to getting
another dog. I know you will not regeret that decision.
Henry, having had to put five dogs to sleep under different sets of painful
circumstances, I empathize with you and your loss of Boomer. He had
a healthy, productive life and was well loved by so very many. I was
one of the “clicked” individuals; I believe it was in the Cooper Union Tower
during a party where we had to wear hats; do you remember? Jon sends
his sincere sympathy. Rest in peace, Boomer; what a magnificent animal
you were! And what a legacy you left us!
Love from C.S. and J.S.
Dear Henry,
Dave forwarded your article to me and our condolences on the loss of Boomer.
You gave him a wonderful life--how could it have been any better?
I just lost my "favorite" soul mate Canine on April 25. Brindle was 15 1/2
and I will never have another like him, even though there are three doggies
left to keep me busy. He had a wonderful life as well, and gave back
even more than he received.
We should be thankful that these creatures have come into our lives, and
that we can love them so..Have you considered a replacement for Boomer some
time in the future?
Keep your eyes open--maybe he will come back in another incarnation!
Take care and best wishes to your family.
N.M.
Hi Star,
What a wonderful tribute. I really enjoyed hearing about how it came to be
that Boomer became a part of your family, as well as the Bobby/Rudy story.
I have such fond memories of Boomer. There were so many times when I was
having a rough, stressful day at the Arsenal, feeling overwhelmed with all
that had to be done or frustrated with some Parkie or another for who knows
what reason, and I would give myself a time-out by walking to the zoo garage
and taking Boomer for a walk. He always greeted me - and everyone, for that
matter! - with such love and affection. By the time I had returned him to
the zoo garage and started walking back to the Arsenal, I would feel so much
more relaxed; it was always easier to finish the day when a visit with Boomer
was a part of it.
Please send my best to Peggy, Kenan and Jared, and let them know I will always remember Boomer with a smile.
Outback
Dear Commissioner "Star Quest" Stern
It is with great sorrow that I hear of the passing of Boomer. It
was always a joy to see him at Parks functions and, I'm happy to say, my
twin daughters and I are three of the 10,400 who got to pet him.
I had the pleasure of video-taping the ribbon-cutting ceremony
opening the dog run at Tompkins Square Park where Boomer was featured
(and later fed to CBS News) as well as creating his Parks I.D. card.
I's a lovely tribute you have written. He will be missed and our
hearts go out to you, your wife Peggy and Kenan at this sad time.
Sincerely,
Albino Raccoon
Hello, Starquest, for me, day 26 of 33 in Athens, but I was saddened at the
start of the day to read the email about Boomer's passing.
Truly, I could only think of perhaps 100 persons better known than Boomer in the City of New York.
And a friend in Salt Lake lost his dog, Willie, quite a look-alike to Boomer, just two weeks ago.
How many Parks events in which Boomer participated! I always anticipated
seeing Boomer with you, and I am certain that many others will always be
able to sit in a park anywhere in the world and anticipate that you and Boomer
maybe, just maybe, will be crossing our paths, off to some adventure.
Kindest regards,
bosco23
I too lost my beloved dog Indy who had been rescued on a street in Cobble
Hill by a dog lady who had many rescued pets and had heard thru the Brooklyn
Heights grapevine that my younger son was wanting a dog. So she became
part of our life. She was part chow and retriever and looked just like
a black bear - perfectly formed at 50 pounds.
She was a true watch dog without any training whatsoever. One
very early weekend morning in the summer - I heard her barking which took
me from the back of our brownstone coop to the front to see what was going
on. Our apt was above the parlor floor and so I always kept my windows
wide open. She was hanging out the window - quite unsual for her -
when I looked out I saw three men standing around a motorcycle parked across
the street. I realized immediately that she realized something was
wrong - I yelled at the men and asked them what they were doing - they looked
up and said "nuttin" - and then slowly walked down the street. I was
able to contact the super in the building next door about the bike who imformed
the owner - and sure enough they had broken the ignition lock and were in
the process of trying to cut the chain when Indy saved the day!
As my family grew and moved away and I moved to other places she was always
with me and altho not a loving dog there was still a very strong bond.
When I moved to Jersey City and had her in diapers in the apt - by this time
she was 15 or 16 (none of us can remember exactly when we go her) friends
kept suggesting that maybe it was time. My rule was when she doesn't
want to eat I'll know. She kept eating however. A lovely lady
that did some dog walking for me mentioned all the water she was drinking
might be a sign of a problem - I took her to the vet and discovered that
altho she still looked like a puppy on the outside everything was falling
apart on the inside. Her hearing had gone and her eyesight wasn't what
it was but I still felt I couldn' t do it. I gave it a few weeks and
knew that I had to for her sake. So I took her to the vet and stayed
with her until she slowly drifted into a sleep and then a quiet death.
When I left I thought I couldn't breathe. It has now been about one
year since she was put down and as I write this to you I still cry.
I never realized how much a quiet part of me she was. She was my friend.
I could happily live alone and not feel at all lonely. My son and I
took her ashes to the place in the country that she used to go with their
father. She loved it there more than anything because she had total
freedom. And, to be honest, she was a little wild - altho neverin the
house.
Altho I have said I will ever have another dog - I recently got a black cat
which does somewhat remind me of her and a little white kitten. S.T.
Dear Henry and Family,
I am sorry for your loss of Boomer. I remember meeting Boomer at a
dog show Senator Roy Goodman brought me to a few years ago. Henry and the
Senator were the judges. That was an afternoon of delightful fun, watching
the interaction of those wonderful pooches and their owners.
I appreciate your sharing wonderful moments about Mr. B.
My own sweet Bichon is now 11, or 77 years. He’s my constant buddy. He has
even come to our office at the Roosevelt Hotel on occasion. “Marlo”
loves my families’ boat & dock; at first the dock was a scary place for
him, but now he has his life jacket, sits inside near the wheel and just
loves that salt air and breaking the waves….a real “boater”.
I’m sure Dr Warren Eckstein, 4-6 pm Saturday afternoons, 710 WOR radio, would enjoy Boomer’s story.
Sincerely,
Richard Sidlesky
star:
i feel privileged to have "petted" (or "pet"--you choose the grammatically
correct form) Boomer at tomkins square park on april 10, 1999, at the installation
of a jack dowd bronze, "man and his dog." luckily, you were there,
and, perhaps more luckily, you didn't win the "dog and owner lookalike contest,"
though i'm sure Boomer and you would both have been proud. consider
me # 10,401 (if you weren't using the clicker in those days). man's
best friend is always there in spirit, if not corporeally.
scion
StarQuest,
I would like to offer my condolences to you and your family over the
loss of Boomer. I know how close you were to him, and he was to you.
Boomer was an entirely pleasant beast, a simple and well-behaved
presence that I will always associate with my first few years in New
York City.
I never had a dog while growing up, as my sister and father were
allergic to dog hair, but I feel as though I forged a bond with Boomer
the Wonder Dog. I was never very good with pets, but I believe he
always recognized me and was glad to see me. Certainly he never
threatened to bite, which helped allay a phobia of mine, based on lack
of experience.
It's difficult to say, but I am glad he is out of his suffering on this
plane, and it is regrettable he had to go through as much as he did near
the end. Your written memoriam to Boomer was, as I expected, a superb
reflection of your feelings and respectful to the occasion. I'm sure
many have shared my sentiments: May he rest in peace.
Looking forward to meeting with you soon, I will give you a call.
Sincerely,
Mahout
Arbor King: I'm sorry to read of Boomer's death. He definitely was a political
dog, but mastered his art like a pro. Before Maryellen and I married, some
two score and eight years ago, we both had dogs. Her family, old Italian
stock from Greenwich Village, always favored German Shepherds and Labs. My
family, from Ridgewood, had a series of Weimaraners, and German short-haired
pointers. Like Boomer, these family dogs, although large, were quite docile,
and most of them turned out to be lap dogs. Albeit 80 lbs of dog, on one's
lap, can be challenging.
But since Maryellen and I both work full time, we decided that having a dog
at home would not be fair to the animal. So we have settled on cats, even
though neither one of us had felines in our youth. We have always gotten
our cats from the ASPCA; always two males from the same litter, that are
neutered when they become of age. Our present "boys" are Cosmo and Jack,
who are now 5 1/2 months old. Both are extremely affectionate, and are constantly
purring. I'd like to think that our "boys" would have found Boomer to be
just a larger sized cat and, would have readily snuggled up to the 'ole Boomer.
Keep in touch, Arbor King
henry,
you have my sincerest condolences. i know your pain because i've been
there myself. 8/24/04 marked the 20th anniversary of the passing of my
dear "fritz", a longhaired, bushy-tailed, brown-eyed alaskan malamute
who was so beautiful that people would stop their cars and come over to
look at and discuss him. his intelligence and sense of humor was legend
in my circle of friends. he was my child and my best friend. his
passing devastated me and i still feel the pain. they say that time
heals all wounds. it's not true. you just get used to the pain that's
all. the memories are beautiful however. i hope that your beautiful
memories of boomer help to ease your pain in this time of grief.
sincerely,
f.n.
Dear Henry and family,
Please accept our deepest sympathy for the loss of Boomer. Actually,
Sapphire (our 13 year old husky-shepherd mix) met Boomer and one of your
sons in the Carl Schurz Park Dog Run. I remember one time Boomer had become
so attached to the tennis ball he had been chasing that he did not want to
give it up. Your son tried mightily to persuade him to drop the ball, but
Boomer would have none of it. I had some dog treats on me so we tried to
entice him with the treat and make him leave the ball. I must say it was
quite hysterical. Boomer was so determined to keep that ball, yet he found
the treat appetizing. His conflict was written all over his face. Finally,
he chose to hang on to the tennis ball, but your son successfully got it out
of Boomer's mouth.
We are deeply sorry for your loss and hope fond memories of your noble
Boomer will always be with you.
S.B., S.B. and S.B.
Mr. Stern:
I used to love seeing Boomer waiting patiently outside the Arsenal. He was
a great public servant. My condolences to you and your family.
--K.D.
Dear Henry,
Mel and I were moved by your obituary. As the "parents" of Cloe Snowdrift
Amberlane, a most beautiful and kind golden retriever, who has lost none
of her grace and elegance at the age of of 10 1/2, we can only imagine your
grief at losing your fine friend.
I met Boomer often at City Hall and in the Parks when Mel and I were working
in the administration. As I was struggling to train Cloe, whose capacity
for mischief seemed endless, I was impressed with Boomer's good behavior
and fine character. He must have been a good model for Cloe, because
by the time she was three, she had turned into quite the lady, which she
has remained ever since.
I continue to believe that our retrievers represent the best of ourselves,
kind of heart, generous to a fault, always expecting good things to happen
-- and willing to work to make them possible.
I know Boomer left you with wonderful memories and I wanted you to know that
he touched other lives -- both human and canine -- as well.
L.B.
I am very sorry to hear of your loss. My family went through a similar
period with the loss of Abby, a beautiful 9 year old Bichon. While my wife
grew up with pets I never had one, and it took my wife and daughters 15
years to convince me of the benefits of a companion pet. Needless to say,
Abby and I quickly became very close friends.
Unfortunately, she suffered from epilepsy and other maladies caused by the
medication she was on for several years.
As Chief of Staff for "Evergreen" in the State Senate, I've been fortunate
to work with him over the years on several pieces of legislation protecting
the rights of animals. This coupled with my relationship with Abby has made
me a more caring individual.
Alas, and hopefully, Boomer and Abby have met and are having a great time
playing together!
Dear Henry:
I was extremely moved by your touching eulogy for Boomer, who evidently left
a very loving family after thirteen years of doing what a dog does best,
returning affection and being a
loyal, faithful friend.
I sympathize, since we had a sweet black & white cat for over 19 years,
acquired in response to relentless pleadings for a "real" pet by my daughter
Susan. (She is now a Veterinarian with her own practice in Waltham, MA, just
outside Boston). Our cat was also a loyal member of the family, known simply
as Sascha, but we never added a second or family name. The end for Sascha
came in much the same way as Boomer's, being held by me and my daughter and
departing to a better world accompanied by our tears and kisses.
In a way I regret I never had a dog, but if I had one, it would be a Golden,
just like Boomer. It just seemed simpler to give in to a cat; no walks in
the park on cold winter nights, no problems with scooping up doody, no concerns
about what to do with the animal when going on trips where she could not
accompany us. So a cat was a concession my wife and I made to accommodate
our daughter's wishes. We have no regrets.
Suzy says its still not too late to get a dog. I agree a dog is more of a
friend; cats have to be accepted on their own terms as you well know. But
now that our home is finally free of cat hair, litter boxes, hair balls and
cat food, I'm not sure I want the responsibility of another pet. Nonetheless,
I just wanted to share these thoughts with you, and as I write this Sascha's
ashes in a box look down from a shelf nearby. I hope she realizes we loved
her, as I am sure Boomer realized about Kenan and Peggy and Jared too, and
obviously, you as well.
I will forward Boomer's story to my daughter, who I know will appreciate
it. Unfortunately, her work requires her to euthanize beloved pets far too
frequently, and she tells me she cries every time she does it. But life goes
on. All the best.
P.R.
Henry,
Thank you for sharing the life of Boomer. If he could have read this, he
would feel very cherished and honored. My childhood dog Lady Lou, a Lhasa
Apso, died when she was 13 and I was 22. I have many fond memories of our
days with her. She was a great companion to me through my teens.
Bella, our Black Labrador, is 5 and quite the adventurous companion. She
has back-backed the Sierras, flown in helecoptors, swam in numerous
beaches and rivers, hiked the Redwoods, the Snow, hunted for wild animals
and all after having two surgeries on her achilles tendon. She is the
ultimate trooper.
Hope all is well. Cyrus talks about how he stayed at Henry's house in New
York often. He loves to tell us that the Statue of Liberty is in New
York, where Henry lives.
Love,
T.
Dear Mr. Stern,
I was so sorry to learn from my Dad that Boomer passed away in August. Boomer
was such a great dog. He was always very good, never barking at events, and
was always so kind and gentle. He was very patient with all the children
that wanted to pet him. I was always happy to see you at Park events, but
even more happy when Boomer was with you. I am not sure if you remember,
but whenever Boomer was not at your side I would always ask you where was
Boomer?
I always looked forward to seeing Boomer at park events, knowing that he
would be there, and eager to go up and pat him to say "hello".
He always seemed to me to be a representative of the New York Parks just
like you, Boomer's father.
Boomer was widely known and loved by all. Whenever his name was mentioned
kind words would follow. I remember when he was petted he often had an expression
on his face of contentment, as if he was smiling with approval at the love
that was directed towards him. We will all miss Boomer greatly and will always
remember what a kind, gentle, loving and fun dog he was.
Sincerely,
~K.T.