Duncan and I were friends at Redwood and stayed in touch for decades afterward. In the early 70s I was working in San Francisco and he was working at his father’s tailor shop downtown. That was so long ago that it was still possible to have a business making custom men’s suits. We’d have lunch 2 or 3 times a week. During my motorcycle phase Duncan and I bought motorcycles from each other, built racing bikes and worked on many projects together. He had a skill at fabrication and always brought a fresh approach to any task.
I was once in Amsterdam looking for a motorcycle magazine in English. I picked up a copy of Cycle World and there was a picture of Duncan in a custom tailored suit, advertising that Yamaha motorcycles were up to his high standards. I laughed so loud it drew stares from the other customers.
One of his many skills was music. He was an excellent guitar player with a light, delicate touch. I last saw him a couple of years ago when I invited him over for lunch and we had a great chat about old and new times. I’ll miss him, he was definitely one of a kind.
Ned Martini
Duncan and I were friends at Redwood and stayed in touch for decades afterward. In the early 70s I was working in San Francisco and he was working at his father’s tailor shop downtown. That was so long ago that it was still possible to have a business making custom men’s suits. We’d have lunch 2 or 3 times a week. During my motorcycle phase Duncan and I bought motorcycles from each other, built racing bikes and worked on many projects together. He had a skill at fabrication and always brought a fresh approach to any task.
I was once in Amsterdam looking for a motorcycle magazine in English. I picked up a copy of Cycle World and there was a picture of Duncan in a custom tailored suit, advertising that Yamaha motorcycles were up to his high standards. I laughed so loud it drew stares from the other customers.
One of his many skills was music. He was an excellent guitar player with a light, delicate touch. I last saw him a couple of years ago when I invited him over for lunch and we had a great chat about old and new times. I’ll miss him, he was definitely one of a kind.