This will be a short appreciation for a man who was not large in stature, but was large in character. Dick Blons was an old-fashioned sort, with manners and the firm views of one who had a good start at home. He was full of the little homilies that are the props with which he expressed his thoughts about – well, everything. I can see him in his role as a school counselor, quiet yet commanding and at ease with the most troubled youth as he gave his carefully crafted assistance. Dick had a way about him that made everybody at ease and a quiet, happy view of the world. He was full of aphorisms with which he parried we who were more sour and fretful. That made him a friend to many in our community.
About 40 years ago Richard Blons and Michael Zannella became my neighbors across the street, having moving here from Manhattan. Dick took a position with the Los Angeles Unified School District, first as a history teacher then as a counselor, continuing his worthy life’s work. Within a short time we became acquaintances, soon blossoming into friendship. My four growing boys eventually made themselves known at Dick and Mike’s home and our connection became stronger. Dick graced our table at dinners, lit candles with our granddaughter at Hannukah and remembered the Seder questions, revealing how little he had forgot of his roots.
Richard Blons was a gentleman. He was also one of the most forgiving persons I have ever known, sometimes, however, with a mild castigation for one who might not be quite as open as he. He loved our children as an uncle might and was generous in his praise of their accomplishments. We will miss his influence. We will miss him. He passed away on Feb. 22, 2017