From Alex Keefe, Barry's son:
Dad had pancreatic cancer, and died at peace with his body, himself, his family and God.
To my father I owe my own unslakable curiosity, my Gift of the Gab, my love of a good story (true, true-ish or otherwise) and my voice. Milestone memories of my life: countless times sitting dead silent, stone still in a hot studio, studying the back of Dad's head while he read news live on the air; an 8-year-old me, stuffed into an empty studio at WCLR, spending hours reading fake newscasts my Dad punched up for me on his typewriter; Dad wearing a Union blue kepi, spending a muggy night with me in a canvas A-frame tent during my Civil War re-enacting years; sitting in my car before high school on Tuesday, Sept. 11, 2001, only to hear Dad's voice break into the morning show on 101.9 to say that someone had flown a plane into one of the World Trade Center towers.
Yes, it wounds me that there won't be any more memories. But I'm grateful for the ones I do have.
A visitation will begin at 1 pm Saturday, Jan. 9 at the Williams-Kampp Funeral Home, 430 E. Roosevelt Rd. in Wheaton. There will be a short service at 3 pm.
In lieu of flowers, we're asking for donations to support my brother Aidan’s education at the Berklee College of Music. You can contact Taylor Schlichter at Charles Schwab & Co. Inc. at 847-441-1908, or visiting www.ugift529.com starting this Wednesday.
I interviewed Barry in 2008, on his very last day at WTMX. It was obviously a bittersweet day for him, and that is clearly evident in the interview. It was the only time I ever met him. I have since met many of his fellow colleagues, and to a man (and woman) they all spoke very highly of Barry.
Robert Feder's tribute to Barry was posted last night. Wonderfully written. You can read it here.