Larry was born in Brooklyn, New York, on April 17, 1947.

He began working at E.R. Squibb in 1974, weathered the merger with Bristol Myers, and ultimately retired in 2007. Prior to that, he was a long-haul trucker. During his career, Larry was an operations manager at various BMS sites.

According to one co-worker, “His knowledge of facilities, although not always conventional, was encyclopedic. If you were willing to get through a sometimes crusty exterior, he was more than willing to share the knowledge he had gained over the expanse of decades.” He knew what he wanted and expected others to figure out how to do it.

Another coworker noted that, “He was always there for me when I had a question or needed him for something. I found him to be a big teddy bear, but he never wanted anyone to know that.”

One salesperson was warned about meeting him and the description given was not what she found. He was funny and smart. “His knowledge about engineering, present and potential future needs for the physical plant, specific species and of the GLP environment were impressive. Personally, when I accepted a job at Princeton, Larry took me under his wing, introduced me to other facility managers in the area, and supported me during the design process for a new building.”

He enjoyed cooking, golf and fishing. During his golf outings, he dressed in traditional knickers, plaid socks and a tam. Larry retired to Chincoteague Island. He loved the beach, fishing, and the way of life there. It seemed to wear a few of his rough edges away, but not his biting wit.

A series of health issues caused him to end up in Georgia, where he eventually passed on September 3, 2021.  He was preceded in death by his wife Diane.

Larry was an enigma. He was a private person who was willing to share industry information with anyone he respected, and he would go to the mat for you if you needed him. Whether they loved or hated him, everyone had an opinion of him. For those of us who knew him, we think of him fondly and miss him.