Dobie was literally my second Dad, the only person that my father felt safe enough with to take me under his wing, week after week, year after year, as I grew from a small tyke to a young man. Growing up at NYMA allowed me the fortunate opportunity to have Dobie there to help guide me for so many, many years. He was not only the one that guided me through my youth but was my close friend and "buddy" as well during my formative years. Thank you Shirley for passing along my hug and kiss last week to our dear Dobie… May God bless you and all the family. Godspeed "Uncle Ted"