Richard "Rick" Brainard Boebel
Rick lived an active life full of adventures and activities, often with friends from far and wide. Please add your "Rick Stories," including images to this website. It is a work in progress as we add more details about Rick.
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February 26, 2024
Rick and I reconnected a few years ago. We talked often and met up at Jazz Fest. I have fond memories of going to hear music in the greenbelt in Mid City and taking walks with Sadie. He would laugh and say when you are ready to move to Colorado I’ll send the moving van. He loved it there. I will miss him.
February 23, 2024
We were going to Jeanie and Jeff's Rehearsal Dinner. I was driving. Amy and Rick were in the car, and I don't remember who else. It was the day Dr. John passed away, so the radio station was playing his songs. Rick started belting out the lyrics: "Iko, iko, iko-iko un-day". So everyone joined in. We're going down the road singing:
"Talkin' 'bout hey now (hey now) hey now (hey now) iko-iko un-day. Jock-a-mo fee-no an-dan-day. Jock-a-mo fee-na-ne..."
Farewell Rick
"Talkin' 'bout hey now (hey now) hey now (hey now) iko-iko un-day. Jock-a-mo fee-no an-dan-day. Jock-a-mo fee-na-ne..."
Farewell Rick
February 20, 2024
Thoughts of Rick:
Tenacious fly fisherman
Voracious reader
Tireless bike rider
Generous spirit
Naturalist and good pet owner to his devoted canine, Sadie
Earnest conservationist
Proud father and brother
IMHO, Rick lived life fearlessly to the absolute fullest it had to offer, but my fondest memory is a very simple one. I believe he was more thoughtful and sweet than he wanted to admit. I was at his home in New Orleans and mentioned that I was having difficulty reaching the bottled water on the top shelf in his pantry. An hour or so later, when he did not know I was watching, I saw him in the pantry putting some of the bottled water on the lower shelf. It is the little things...
I am attaching a photo of a wonderful trip to Xflats in Mexico - my first fly fishing experience. It was a wonderful trip.
So sorry for this loss.
Tenacious fly fisherman
Voracious reader
Tireless bike rider
Generous spirit
Naturalist and good pet owner to his devoted canine, Sadie
Earnest conservationist
Proud father and brother
IMHO, Rick lived life fearlessly to the absolute fullest it had to offer, but my fondest memory is a very simple one. I believe he was more thoughtful and sweet than he wanted to admit. I was at his home in New Orleans and mentioned that I was having difficulty reaching the bottled water on the top shelf in his pantry. An hour or so later, when he did not know I was watching, I saw him in the pantry putting some of the bottled water on the lower shelf. It is the little things...
I am attaching a photo of a wonderful trip to Xflats in Mexico - my first fly fishing experience. It was a wonderful trip.
So sorry for this loss.
February 20, 2024
I confess to having little contact with Rick over the past years but that doesn't stop the flood of memories from long ago when studying at Tulane with Amy, the Boebels adopted me and graciously opened their wonderful homes in Gretna, the Rigolets and French Quarter, for many a lively conversation, great gatherings and delicious meals. As hard as it is to lose a parent, there is something out of order in this universe when you lose a sibling. Amy, I was so glad to see you reconnect with Rick years ago, as I am sad to see you lose him. May his memory be a blessing. Your friend, gg
February 20, 2024
I knew Rick from the early 70s, when I felt like part of the family. He was like his father in many ways - humour, books, glasses. When Karen and I moved to Houston, he took us out for a night on the town in his stretch limo. We bumped into each other in New Orleans, usually at Jazz Fest time. Rick generously loaned us his house on Lake Wanaka when we had a trip to NZ - beautiful. I last saw Rick at Jazz Fest last year at Bob's party in the Quarter. He was alway full of life and wry humor.
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