Gordon Fine Obituary

I'm really sorry to learn of Gordon's passing. Gordon hosted me overnight when I visited Penn as an admitted student. I remember his kindness.

Remembering you. Your memory IS a blessing.

Very sorry to hear this news about my dear friend Gordon. We shared an office for just 6 weeks in 1982 but our friendship continued for 40 years. He was a wacky 30-year old who ate cold pizza at his desk for breakfast and told tales of archaeology and Ireland adventures to entertain us as we did mundane paralegal work. Loved trying new restaurants with him in DC and SF and always admired his enthusiastic dance moves. Will miss his warm friendship, thoughtful conversation, kind smile, and razor-sharp wit. He was a rare bird.

May your memory be for a blessing. I will remember you.

After meeting Gordon at Penn, he was wont to show up at my door singing Good Morning Starshine and saying "C'mon let's go out and play,Patsy." He called me by my Dad's nickname as he loved a cute anecdote about my Italian grandmother berating my dad. In the summer of 1975, at the Limelight Disco in Montreal we danced until we dropped. Except Gordon's definition of dancing was jumping up and down like a madman. It was a sight to behold!!! And since once was not enough on a second trip to Montreal that same summer we gleefully watched him jump to his heart's delight. Ironically, at the same time in our lives, we each chose second careers (law/medicine) and settled in great cities (SF/ NYC). I am not sure when we lost touch, but did receive a dreaded daemon response to a 2015 e-mail. Regrettably, I was unaware he was ill and did not track him down then. And NO excuses but I always felt my irreplaceable old friend would be there when needed. Now in retirement,as I plan a 2025 trip to SF, I will SORELY miss the opportunity to knock on his door singing (and my singing is equivalent to his dancing) Good Morning Starshine and saying "C'mon let's go out and play,Gordon.". My deepest condolences to his family and friends. Gone way too soon!

I think I met Gordon in my senior year at Penn. My memories of him are very funny!: The time a few of us stayed at my parents' place in upstate NY and when my Mom asked what he wanted to drink, he replied "wa-wa"... Him staying at my apt in NYC and (a) bleaching my entire bathroom; (b) freaking out at the noises we heard at night... Times with Pat, Elliott, & others... When he moved to San Fran, and I'd meet him for lunch.
Then I moved to Australia, and I regret to say I lost track of him - although I did invite him to my wedding, in Arizona in 1998, and he came! It was sometime later that I lost track of him, although I contacted him in 2016 to ask him a legal question, after my dad died, and he did reply.
Anyway, it just seems so unfair that he's died.

I was a legal secretary at the law firm where Gordon worked. He was very kind and let me borrow his Frogmobile. I was surprised when I opened the door and saw the dashboard filled with green critters. It didn't fit with his lawyer image. He was a multifaceted human being whose stories always intrigued me. Rest in peace dear Gordon .

I was Gordon's secretary at a law firm he worked for years ago. He was a great guy. I enjoyed working with him. Unfortunately, we lost touch. I am sad to learn of his passing. My condolences to his family and friends.

Not so long ago, Gordon and I would endure Christmas Day together by meeting for breakfast at Mel´s, over which we would discuss the new films opening, ultimately reaching agreement on those we would see that afternoon. The very last holiday release we sat for together was "Les Misérables" or as Gordon later referred to it, "158 minutes of auditory water-boarding".

I miss my friend.

Most of us don´t think of Gordon as a cook but he was very proud of his "improved pumpkin pie." (He put a layer of chocolate between the crust and the pumpkin)

Gordon worked with my law firm for a time in the late 90s. He was an extraordinary gentlemen and true Renaissance man. I enjoyed our conversations immensely. Gordon had a passion for amphibians. His old Falcon was filled with toy frogs of all sizes, materials, and colors. There was not any pretense about Gordon Fine. The first time I got in his car on the way to court the passenger door fell off. He chuckled and said " he forgot to tell be to be careful." I told him to avoid driving clients. A wonderful character who will be missed by all who crossed his path.

I am truly sorry for your loss. Gordon was a generous spirit.