Linda Williams (Peterson) (1973)
My long-time friend Pam (Adams) Formaneck and I were so sad to know that Vincent had passed away. We didn't know what had happened, but we thought if we Googled his name we might find an obituary or some other mention. Pam found this article online and sent it to me. Vincent was a nice guy with a great sense of humor, and he was taken much too soon. He is clearly missed by many.
George Bruhl (1973)
Vince lived a street over from me and we had ajoining paper routes (The Washington Post). We would see each other slogging around at 5am quite often. Vince sold me a nice Vox bass which replaced the offshoot Kalamazoo bass I was using at the time. And we shot the breeze about songs and traded licks. We used to trade off (borrow) guitars for various stuff and he really dug this Dan Armstrong clear guitar I had and I got to jam a bit on his Les Paul.
I would run into him from time to time back in the late 70s and early 80s and the last time I saw Vince was the night he had packed up his Pinto and was heading to California to attend a Guitar Institute of Technology. I had him up to my moms place and mom packed him up some sandwiches for the trip and he goofed around a bit on my Fender triple necked slide (console). He was a nice guy with a dream. And he got to live it for the most part. It was sad to hear of his passing and years later a few of us from the Sleepy Hollow neighborhood got together and raised a glass in tribute to this gentle soul.