In Memory

Glenn R Siebert - Class Of 1966

Glenn Siebert

March 9, 1948 - November 23, 1996



 
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01/19/13 08:27 PM #1    

James 'Jim' Clark (1966)

I didn't know Glenn well, but he was a little guy with a big Tiger heart. RIP.


05/23/14 09:07 AM #2    

Larry Kline (1966)

Glenn and I were pretty good friends for a while; either junior or senior year.  He lived on the way to my house so we walked home occasionally.  He was a very funny guy.  Always cracking a joke about something.  If I recall correctly he was a drummer.  He had a drumset in his house.


09/11/17 10:28 PM #3    

Lane Robert Leidig (1966)

Glenn was one of my best friends from 8th grade until his death. He had a keen wit and we shared many interests--initially the Dodgers (every stat of every player). We had the same birthdate. He was both very intelligent and very small, yet surprisingly  Athletic. We hung out together, going to movies and the "plunge;" he played drums in the (very  mediocre) band. He wrote  verbatim quotes from Mr Smith and we laughted ourselves silly. He couldn't stand things like ballroom dancing lessons ("why can't I wear a white tie and a dark shirt") and graduation practice. His cat died (sad). Then his father (tragic) and he helped greatly to raise his younger brother, Mark. We rregistered for the draft together. He felt no fear to speak to groups or perform. We were both a bit strange.

A couple of years passed after high school and an even stranger thing happened--he grew several inches! His hair was now long (1968) and he was passionately anti-Viet Nam war. We shared a love of classical music and attended several concerts and listened to records together. Glenn loved romantic and late romantic periods. He started writing rather profound poetry. He dealt on the cosmos .But his health, never too good, declined. He would later die of a diabetic attack.

We were involved in each other's lives. I was married, then divorced. He had a relationship with a girl named Maria which failed also. He lead me toward TM. He helped me with my band camp "meditation man," we wrote a song for children, we held an Easter egg hunt for adults. He changed his name twice.

His loss is still sad, after all these years. He never said a cruel word to me.

 

 

 


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