I met Ish in 1971 at the Tail of the Tiger along with his colorful band of Satchitananda students- Narayana, Krishna, Lila, and Helen. I was struck by his good looks and by his excellent tabla drumming at our evening parties. I partially loved Ish's combination of gritty Neworkerness, devotion, and playfulness. Over the years even as he struggled with illness and aging, Ish remained steadfast, rooted in the dharma. He did not hide outing he was not pretentious, but he showed up as he was -genuine, human, vulnerable. I will miss seeing him.