Molina, Ernesto Lopez Jr

Ernesto and I were born just 7 days apart in April, 1954, but our paths didn't cross until our years at Yale, where we both sang in the Yale Glee Club. After graduation in 1976, our paths didn't cross again until a GALA choral festival in Seattle, 1989. It was sometime after I moved to the Bay Area in 1999 that I learned of his passing. It wasn't until I read his obituary on this site today that I learned that I had moved to the very city he lived in at the time of his death, El Cerrito. He was a wonderful man and the first I ever kissed. I miss him.