Michael O'Neill died in 2003. He was an angry, aggressive, arrogant,
rude and obnoxious fellow while he was alive, but I must have really
liked him because I miss him a lot. Here are some poems his friends
written about him. One of them is by his close friend, the world famous
street poet, Julia Vinograd, aka the Bubble Lady. One of them is mine.
O'Neill, Who Died
O'Neill Takes on the Universe
I am not alone among people who had a lot of trouble putting up with
him who now are sad he is gone. Berkeley's Mediterraneum Caffe will not
be the same without him.