I met Rick in Costa Rica in August of 2006, on my second trip there. I met a few nice guys on my first trip in May of that year, but many more in August.
I had been reading this board for a few months and wanted very much to be accepted to the CRT brotherhood.
As luck would have it, my birthday fell the day after his. I attended the 2006 Don Gordo Birthday Bash at the Costa del Sol Italian restaurant in Downtown San Jose. The pre-party met at the Del Rey, and legend after legend (in my mind at least) appeared: DG himself, Vegas Bob, Irish Drifter, Muffdiver, Paco Loco and on and on. I found one and all to be very humble and giving and were kind enough to let this newbie hang with them. At Costa Del Sol, the owners put us in the upstairs room at a large table. To a man, everyone was filled with good energy, a party spirit and an acknowledgment that 'our thing' transcended the girls: we were a brotherhood, and this was a fellowship. That is what Don Gordo inspired. During the dinner, plate after plate arrived; drink after drink was enjoyed; toast after toast was made. It was an experience I will always remember. After a wonderful dinner, we all made our way to Idem and celebrated further. I recall that "Mack the Knife" came on the jukebox, and Rick and Muffy sang along. Rick had a wonderful booming operatic voice and I will never forget that song and that party. After drinks, Rick insisted that I join him at the Del Rey to celebrate his birthday further, with cake, and to toast my birthday at midnight. He shared his birthday cake with me and then at midnight, took off his t-shirt that read "HOY ES MI CUMPLEANOS," and gave it to me. That became a tradition for the next four years, until I stopped traveling to Costa Rica. We kept in touch through facebook and he would tell me that he missed our birthday toasts.
He initiated me into the brotherhood that was CRT.He was a kind, sweet and wonderful man and I will miss him.
I have to tell a couple of stories about him. One time we were drinking at Sportsmens and he was displaying his pocket legendary pocket rocket to a chica. Not to be out done, the girl pulled a 8" vibrator out of her purse. Without missing a beat, Rick evoked Crocodile Dundee, pointed to his pocket rocket and said, "you call that a knife?"
On another occasion, again at SL, we were drinking and telling lies. Don Gordo was making time with a cutie, and she said that she'd like a trio with him and her girlfriend. Rick said "Why a trio? I've only got one dick?" She gave the perfect response which caused us both to crack up (and me to blow my drink out of my nose) , "Because you have two
nipples and an
asshole!"
RIP Don Gordo! Que dencanses en paz y que Dios te bendiga por siempre!