BADLARRY Memorial
Lawrence Danenberg
Dec 29, 1948 – April 20, 2010
“Tribute to a veracious friend—who always reminded me of Carlin—who showed me much; and made me think. To an Atheist Jew who bequeathed something special to every person who knew and loved him, regardless of their belief, lack of belief—class or background: his precious friendship. How he made us laugh. At superstitions, religions; ourselves.
I am a better Me for having known you. I shall remember you always with love and happiness. You made life fun! -Wednesday
Goodnight, demon slayer, goodnight.
Now it’s time to close your tired eyes.” —Voltaire
- Larry and Sweetheart -
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- “We went to the Copa in New York City after the Prom. It was a wonderful night. Larry made it really special for me. We met when I was 14 and he was 15. He was my first love, we got engaged at graduation but we never got married. However, we were soul mates, we never forgot each other, we actually grew up together. I guess you never forget your first love! Our reconnection in 2006 was a true blessing for me…” -Terry (Larry’s Sweetheart)
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Some Things from Wednesday (AKA Polly)
Below are photographs I took while visiting with Larry & friends in Washington; and others I’ve taken of things Larry’s given me over the years. I’ve appended an audio playlist to the gallery.
1. View the photo gallery in slideshow mode.
2. Press play on the audio player (directly below the slideshow).
3. Make sure your cursor is at rest someplace on the caption bar at the bottom of the photos (to keep the caption text from disappearing. It’s part of the whole experience, damn ya.)—I’ll figure out the blinking captions hopefully soon.
4. Sit back and “sensate”. Wow.
The random sync-ups really induce a lot of memories and feelings for me. Suggestions welcome but—I am not cutting that Beatles song.
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I dedicate the following audio poem to Larry. The poem is called “The Genius of the Crowd”, by Charles Bukowski.
Why I chose it: for those who’re not familiar with what the poem means, Larry was not the “Genius of the Crowd”. He was, in fact, the very antithesis of “average”.
So who was he.
Well. How about who he was not. He was not the “average man, the average woman”—those geniuses Buk speaks of, whose pristine enmities shine like diamonds. That was not his art.
No. Larry was a vivid, fiercely autonomous being.
He meant a lot of special things to so many people.
To me—and above all—he was my beloved friend and confidant. Someone who was personally invested in my happiness and well-being. And he asked for nothing in return except that I be well.
He knew how to make people laugh, despite his penchant for simultaneously telling it like it is. Most people can’t rock that, since many others would rather not be told like it is. And would they were told—they would not be laughing at the same time! But Larry was that kind of guy: he could rock it.
That—was his art.
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So—if society honors its live conformists and its dead “troublemakers”—then I have unapologetically honored a troublemaker in both instances.
I miss you Larry. Or—as I always said to you:
I love Jew! —Weds
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Polly on 
Lucas on 
Steven on 
A Wandering Jew; comforting gift in memory of Larry from Ren. It’s beautiful. I love you, Woman.
Ren’s sweet note. TY and Jade, too.
George Carlin – “Back in Town”:
Larry and I met on PalTalk in 2003, and just a few months later he moved in with me. We lived together for about a year and parted as good friends. He was a great friend and a sweet man. I will miss his humor and insights, and the fantasic omelettes he always made me. My kids will always remember him for his New York style Egg Cream sodas.
We had a lot of fun together. He was SO stubborn. Once we got in an argument in town and he threw his portable oxygen machine into the street in front of a bus! The machine shattered and Larry stood there glaring at me defiantly, gasping for air. He knew I’d take care of him. Butthead…
I do miss him though.