Thanks for putting up w me and my knucklehead friends in Palo Alto way back when. In spite of our shenanigans, you kept a sense of humor that baffled us at the time, 50 yrs later,I now get it. Jimmy

I’m so sad to see this. Gil was my clarinet teacher when I was 9. I took lessons for him for a couple of years, and then took them at the store before it opened. My mother may have been his first customer, buying a clarinet, also before the store opened. Gil also gave me my first real job, at 16. I worked all summer to save up the $300;to buy a Martin D-18. My family left PA in 1974, and I didn’t see him again until 2002,;when I visited him at the store to tell him I was going to grad school. He was thrilled. Gil was a great influence in my life - a real treasure. Fare thee well.