When I was growing up, Mr Gentino was like a second father to me. Whenever I would have a sleepover with Eric, Mr. Gentino would always spend time with us, whether it was watching the late show with letterman or introducing us to great classic rock or always letting me ransack through their snack drawer. As we got older, Mr Gentino always treated us like adults and respected boundaries and allowed us the space to figure things out for ourself. He was also very generous, with the only rule he had was you could have any beer in the fridge, just don't take his Samuel Adams. He left us far too soon, but the great ones usually do. Rest in peace Mr. Gentino.