I moved to Ladue at the start of our freshman year. Imagine my shock when I saw this Scandinavian behemoth loose in the corridors and learned that he was just a freshman like me. I thought I had entered a different world. He was so big that he blocked light – like a blond Bigfoot. One day in freshman coed gym class we were in the swimming pool and he suddenly saw fit to hoist me overhead and spin me like a helicopter rotor. This was in front of everybody. I was powerless to free myself. Finally he tired of the antic and jettisoned me like a fish not worth keeping. Most of my recollections resulted from being on the swim team with him. Erik was generally good natured, thank goodness. About the only time he would lose his cool was when Berkley needled him in a certain way, something he could do at will. I saw Erik at our 15th reunion. He had let his hair grow long and had become rather flamboyant, and he seemed comfortable with himself. I would have enjoyed seeing him again much later in life.

A most gentle giant in physical stature and in mental acuity.  Self taught in many and diverse fields and arenas.I loved history classes with Erik, often enjoying his superior command of the field relative to even the teachers.  He was a great swimmer and held several state gold medals in the relays.  Co captain of the water polo team. A super defensive stalwart who won many a game for LHS.  Loved by many and admired by many more.  A dauntless humorist and skilled raconteur.  He loved to drive Reichardt crazy, and often succeeded.  I have so many happy memories of you, Erik.  Rest in peace and keep the angels on their heavenly toes.Much love, your very good friend,  Charlie Berkley