In Memory Of

Mr. Vicktor S.
Volpe
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Guest book

  • November 14, 2022
    It has been over three months that I last wrote in this space, I have however, read all the entries more often than I can tell you.
    I miss you my friend, I think of you every time I touch one of our race cars, or see pictures of us together. I check in with your wife by way of FB to see if she needs any help, and it helps me to keep you in my mind. You became part of the good people and good times in my life, and I hope in yours.
    I hope you find peace and reward in the after life, as you surely earned it.
    #12 is missed, everywhere you ever stepped.
    Patrick Fanning
  • October 03, 2022
    Your father was a beautiful soul and was very happy to know him in the racing community and as a fellow long islander. I was always happy to see fellow racers on the island and I’ll never forget when I was working in Lynbrook, I saw your father in his black Audi station wagon. I’ll never forget I was very happy to see him and we spoke briefly. He was and is a great person and you are lucky to have spent time with him. May continue to be in yours and our hearts. God bless him and your family. Be well -Michael Tinis.
    Michael Tinis
  • September 25, 2022
    Viktor and I knew each other over the years of racing SM. He was an excellent competitor on the track, and a better man off the track. Always happy and supportive of everyone around him. He was a rare mix and will be missed. So sorry for your loss. May the memories left behind fill your hearts.
    Jason Daoust
  • August 19, 2022
    Ten years ago, a small package arrived on my desk. Happily confused, I read the return label "Vicktor Volpe" - a talented Spec Miata race car driver who raced wheel-to-wheel with me at Lime Rock Park the month earlier. Drafting into turn 1, I made a move at the turn-in point of turn 1, and we paralleled each other mirror-nearly touching-mirror through turns 2, then 3, 4, and finally 5 where I was able to inch ahead for the lead.

    The racing was epic! Mitch Reading who is both a Spec Miata race car driver and our mutual friend was directly behind us. When he saw the wheel-to-wheel racing unfold, he cringing his buttocks for us, later congratulating both of us after the race for "sticking our elbows out!”

    So when I opened the package from Vicktor Volpe, I smiled when I saw it was a framed the photo of us going wheel-to-wheel that day. Inscribed was a note: “Thanks for leaving space and for being a true gentleman driver. That was fun.”

    I knew from that day on we would be close friend. Vicktor and I shared in common not only our passion for machines and racing, but a love for family and for learning. We both graduated from Ivy League universities, which cemented a camaraderie of grit at library sufferings. We both left our academic fields to help with family businesses. And we both understood that smiles and friendship meant more than a wreck or a trophy.

    For the years that followed until we both retired from Spec Miata racing, finding Vicktor Volpe in the garages at VIR, Watkins, NJMP, and Lime Rock was my reason for racing - to be with friends. Vicktor was a true gentleman, a noble and humble man whom I deeply respected.”
    Nai Ko
  • August 16, 2022
    When I was a teenager, my father roped Victor into giving me a series of pep talks that I think my father hoped would motivate me to achieve Victor's level of academic and professional excellence. While I never achieved anything so distinguished as him, I always appreciated how gracious he was to a very awkward and probably fairly prickly young person.
    Anne Pessala
  • November 14, 2022
    It has been over three months that I last wrote in this space, I have however, read all the entries more often than I can tell you.
    I miss you my friend, I think of you every time I touch one of our race cars, or see pictures of us together. I check in with your wife by way of FB to see if she needs any help, and it helps me to keep you in my mind. You became part of the good people and good times in my life, and I hope in yours.
    I hope you find peace and reward in the after life, as you surely earned it.
    #12 is missed, everywhere you ever stepped.
    Patrick Fanning
  • October 03, 2022
    Your father was a beautiful soul and was very happy to know him in the racing community and as a fellow long islander. I was always happy to see fellow racers on the island and I’ll never forget when I was working in Lynbrook, I saw your father in his black Audi station wagon. I’ll never forget I was very happy to see him and we spoke briefly. He was and is a great person and you are lucky to have spent time with him. May continue to be in yours and our hearts. God bless him and your family. Be well -Michael Tinis.
    Michael Tinis
  • September 25, 2022
    Viktor and I knew each other over the years of racing SM. He was an excellent competitor on the track, and a better man off the track. Always happy and supportive of everyone around him. He was a rare mix and will be missed. So sorry for your loss. May the memories left behind fill your hearts.
    Jason Daoust
  • August 19, 2022
    Ten years ago, a small package arrived on my desk. Happily confused, I read the return label "Vicktor Volpe" - a talented Spec Miata race car driver who raced wheel-to-wheel with me at Lime Rock Park the month earlier. Drafting into turn 1, I made a move at the turn-in point of turn 1, and we paralleled each other mirror-nearly touching-mirror through turns 2, then 3, 4, and finally 5 where I was able to inch ahead for the lead.

    The racing was epic! Mitch Reading who is both a Spec Miata race car driver and our mutual friend was directly behind us. When he saw the wheel-to-wheel racing unfold, he cringing his buttocks for us, later congratulating both of us after the race for "sticking our elbows out!”

    So when I opened the package from Vicktor Volpe, I smiled when I saw it was a framed the photo of us going wheel-to-wheel that day. Inscribed was a note: “Thanks for leaving space and for being a true gentleman driver. That was fun.”

    I knew from that day on we would be close friend. Vicktor and I shared in common not only our passion for machines and racing, but a love for family and for learning. We both graduated from Ivy League universities, which cemented a camaraderie of grit at library sufferings. We both left our academic fields to help with family businesses. And we both understood that smiles and friendship meant more than a wreck or a trophy.

    For the years that followed until we both retired from Spec Miata racing, finding Vicktor Volpe in the garages at VIR, Watkins, NJMP, and Lime Rock was my reason for racing - to be with friends. Vicktor was a true gentleman, a noble and humble man whom I deeply respected.”
    Nai Ko
  • August 16, 2022
    When I was a teenager, my father roped Victor into giving me a series of pep talks that I think my father hoped would motivate me to achieve Victor's level of academic and professional excellence. While I never achieved anything so distinguished as him, I always appreciated how gracious he was to a very awkward and probably fairly prickly young person.
    Anne Pessala
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  • November 14, 2022
    It has been over three months that I last wrote in this space, I have however, read all the entries more often than I can tell you.
    I miss you my friend, I think of you every time I touch one of our race cars, or see pictures of us together. I check in with your wife by way of FB to see if she needs any help, and it helps me to keep you in my mind. You became part of the good people and good times in my life, and I hope in yours.
    I hope you find peace and reward in the after life, as you surely earned it.
    #12 is missed, everywhere you ever stepped.
    Patrick Fanning
  • October 03, 2022
    Your father was a beautiful soul and was very happy to know him in the racing community and as a fellow long islander. I was always happy to see fellow racers on the island and I’ll never forget when I was working in Lynbrook, I saw your father in his black Audi station wagon. I’ll never forget I was very happy to see him and we spoke briefly. He was and is a great person and you are lucky to have spent time with him. May continue to be in yours and our hearts. God bless him and your family. Be well -Michael Tinis.
    Michael Tinis
  • September 25, 2022
    Viktor and I knew each other over the years of racing SM. He was an excellent competitor on the track, and a better man off the track. Always happy and supportive of everyone around him. He was a rare mix and will be missed. So sorry for your loss. May the memories left behind fill your hearts.
    Jason Daoust
  • August 19, 2022
    Ten years ago, a small package arrived on my desk. Happily confused, I read the return label "Vicktor Volpe" - a talented Spec Miata race car driver who raced wheel-to-wheel with me at Lime Rock Park the month earlier. Drafting into turn 1, I made a move at the turn-in point of turn 1, and we paralleled each other mirror-nearly touching-mirror through turns 2, then 3, 4, and finally 5 where I was able to inch ahead for the lead.

    The racing was epic! Mitch Reading who is both a Spec Miata race car driver and our mutual friend was directly behind us. When he saw the wheel-to-wheel racing unfold, he cringing his buttocks for us, later congratulating both of us after the race for "sticking our elbows out!”

    So when I opened the package from Vicktor Volpe, I smiled when I saw it was a framed the photo of us going wheel-to-wheel that day. Inscribed was a note: “Thanks for leaving space and for being a true gentleman driver. That was fun.”

    I knew from that day on we would be close friend. Vicktor and I shared in common not only our passion for machines and racing, but a love for family and for learning. We both graduated from Ivy League universities, which cemented a camaraderie of grit at library sufferings. We both left our academic fields to help with family businesses. And we both understood that smiles and friendship meant more than a wreck or a trophy.

    For the years that followed until we both retired from Spec Miata racing, finding Vicktor Volpe in the garages at VIR, Watkins, NJMP, and Lime Rock was my reason for racing - to be with friends. Vicktor was a true gentleman, a noble and humble man whom I deeply respected.”
    Nai Ko
  • August 16, 2022
    When I was a teenager, my father roped Victor into giving me a series of pep talks that I think my father hoped would motivate me to achieve Victor's level of academic and professional excellence. While I never achieved anything so distinguished as him, I always appreciated how gracious he was to a very awkward and probably fairly prickly young person.
    Anne Pessala
  • August 14, 2022
    My deepest condolences on the loss of such a great father, husband, and person. Vick was aways the rock, always the person who you could unquestioningly relay on. Somehow with Vick you always knew whatever the situation, things were going to work out, because that’s the kind of person he was. Vick was also a person who was able to maintain that zest for life, whether it was surfing or racing cars.

    I first got to know Vick well during our early years in NY, as Vick and Don were kind enough to let me be a frequent couch surfer. We had many fun nights out exploring bars and the NYC nightlife, going to festivals, and other outings. One night coming back form one of these, we decided to hit golf balls off the floor in Vick and Don’s very small two bedroom apartment, leaving several small divots in the floor.

    Vick was also someone who brought our friend group together, such as organizing Don’s bachelor party or the one (maybe two) group trips to visit Vick in London. At Don’s, Vick made sure we all survived, which was a challenge with this group. Similarly in London, Vick had to make sure a wild pack of American animals had a good time, but not too good (we did lose Yale though for about 18 hours).

    The last time I was able to truly get to see the Vick I knew was when he came out to California to visit us last year. We had a great hike in the Marin headlands, visited an abandoned 1970s former missile defense base that was up in the hills, and finished up at an ocean side restaurant in Sausalito. We also got to see a former WWII bunker that still had the 16” coastal battery gun outside, which I knew Vick appreciated.

    Years ago, when we first heard that Vick had cancer, all of us said if anyone can beat this, it’s Vick. We all had faith, and watched as he struggled mightily against his foe. His will to live probably gave him many more years than most, but the final result is still heartbreaking. Alexis, you should know that all of us will always be here for you, Allie, and Nathaniel. All you have to do is ask. I wish you and your family as much peace as possible, and stay strong. Again, my deepest condolences.
    Greg Berman
  • August 14, 2022
    Dear Alexis and Family,

    My deepest condolences on the loss of such a great father, husband, and person. Vick was always the rock, always the person who you could unquestioningly relay on. Somehow with Vick you always knew whatever the situation, things were going to work out, because that’s the kind of person he was. Vick was also a person who was able to maintain that zest for life, whether it was surfing or racing cars.

    I first got to know Vick well during our early years in NY, as Vick and Don were kind enough to let me be a frequent couch surfer. We had many fun nights out exploring bars and the NYC nightlife, going to festivals, and other outings. One night coming back form one of these, we decided to hit golf balls off the floor in Vick and Don’s very small two bedroom apartment, leaving several small divots in the floor.

    Vick was also someone who brought our friend group together, such as organizing Don’s bachelor party or the one (maybe two) group trips to visit Vick in London. At Don’s, Vick made sure we all survived, which was a challenge with this group. Similarly in London, Vick had to make sure a wild pack of American animals had a good time, but not too good (we did lose Yale though for about 18 hours).

    The last time I was able to truly get to see the Vick I knew was when he came out to California to visit us last year. We had a great hike in the Marin headlands, visited an abandoned 1970s former missile defense base that was up in the hills, and finished up at an ocean side restaurant in Sausalito. We also got to see a former WWII bunker that still had the 16” coastal battery gun outside, which I knew Vick appreciated.

    Years ago, when we first heard that Vick had cancer, all of us said if anyone can beat this, it’s Vick. We all had faith, and watched as he struggled mightily against his foe. His will to live probably gave him many more years than most, but the final result is still heartbreaking. Alexis, you should know that all of us will always be here for you, Allie, and Nathaniel. All you have to do is ask. I wish you and your family as much peace as possible, and stay strong. Again, my deepest condolences.

    Big Hug,

    Greg
    Greg Berman
  • August 11, 2022
    Vicktor is my first cousin and we happen to be the two oldest. I have such fond memories to hold and hopefully share. He was and always will be the pillar of strength, the example of a wonderful soul, a truly good hearted and well rounded human being. In our conversations we had , I can honestly say that he adored his children and loved his wife with all his being. I miss him immensely but will remember our long conversations about everything from parenting, our childhood, and what the goal ahead is for both of us. The sun is shining and so is his spirit!
    Kate Layne
  • August 07, 2022
    Oh my Beloved Son...
    Oh the things we taught each other...
    Through the Joys and the deepest of despair ...
    You taught me true pure love
    Always and All ways, Chief...
    Eileen Kean
  • August 02, 2022
    Much as many, I met Vicktor at the race track, where he encouraged me to follow my passion and supported everyone around him, no matter which facet of the sport they were involved in. His support for everyone was inspiring and we will all feel him watching over us as we continue to spread his message of inspiration.
    Mike Woeller
  • August 02, 2022
    I knew Vicktor from racing, and shared a garage with him at Watkins Glenn some years ago. A favorite memory is from a race at Lime Rock, where I was doing my best to get past a fellow racer on Lime Rock's long front straight. Driving a horsepower deprived Miata, my car just didn't have the power to make the pass. Until Vicktor came up behind me, pulled in close, and eventually pushed me past the other car, knowing that 2 cars together would be faster than 1 alone. There are not a lot of drivers that I would not trust to make that move, but not so with Vicktor. He was fun to race with, and even more fun to hang out with in the garage. I am so saddened to hear of his passing, and I hope his family can find peace in the knowledge of the impact he had in his short time on Earth. Rest In Peace friend.
    Marc Ulan
  • August 01, 2022
    When we met Vicktor we knew early on that he was a genuinely good person. What we didn’t know, but would later come to learn, was that even when he was in the midst of the toughest battle of his life, the battle for his life, he would do it with such courage, grace, and with a continued, unwavering kindness towards others. Not very long before he went from the hospital to hospice, once again, he showed his tendency to care for others. One morning, after a sleepless night with our newborn baby, Vick dropped off bagels at our house. Even while suffering Vick sought, absent of any expectation of reciprocity, opportunities to help others; that was Vicktor Volpe.
    Rest in peace Vick, and our deepest condolences to the Volpe family.
    Gregory Alerte
  • August 01, 2022
    I have been working for the volpe family since Allie was 3 months old. Victor was such a respectful young man and a great dad to both of his children. He was a helpful person to all his neighbors, all the nannies love him. We all spoke highly of him. I personally can say he was a fighter to his sickness. Gone too soon May his soul Rest.
    Maggie Ramdass
  • August 01, 2022
    We met Vick and Alexis in November of 2015 at the RVC Rec Center. I had a "great" idea to sell our twin girls clothes and gear at a local market at the Center. Alexis was impressed that I had merchandised the clothing by size and had a clothing rack to display the items. She and I quickly connected and that day she gave me her business card to set up a time for us to have a playdate. We were new in town and had no friends and it was perfect timing to meet them. Being the internet sleuth that I am, I found Vick on Facebook and noticed that he had pictures of himself racing cars and immediately thought "I think I found Adam's new best friend."

    Fast forward, my initial intuition was right. Vick and Adam became fast friends. They bonded over cars, surfing, music and boating. To find another kindred spirit and form such a strong friendship in adult life is hard and it was wonderful to watch theirs unfold. Adam and Vick found their best buds in RVC.

    As I got to know Vick, I couldn't help but think what an incredible person he is. Simply put, Vick is a hero to so many people.

    Uncle Vick was the "strawberry" hero to Anabel & Ceci. Leaving surprise strawberries on our front stoop when he goes on Costco runs.

    Vick was the "medical" hero when my father was first diagnosed with cancer. Vick would spend hours with my Dad guiding him, writing notes and giving him contacts to reach out to outside of the Sloan Kettering network.

    Vick was the "friend" hero to Adam. He was a confidant, best bud, car enthusiast and surf buddy for Adam. They would spend hours geeking out over cars, setting up "Cars and Coffee" meet ups and even had matching white cars with matching license plates.

    And, finally, Vick was the "ultimate" hero to Alexis, Allie and Nathaniel. Super Dad, best bedtime story teller, adventure seeker and loving husband to Alexis. The family bond and love was unbreakable.
    To say we will miss Vick would be an understatement. The physical world will be missing a hero but his spirit and courage will live forever in our hearts. We love you Vick.

    Cindy Gross
  • July 31, 2022
    I met Vicktor at the track. I coached Vicktor in his car to prepare him for racing. Vicktor was a man you were proud to know. The way he carried himself and his genuine concern for others was more than impressive. Its been years since Ive seen him but hes a man you'll never forget once you've had the pleasure of meeting and spending time with him. R.I.P. Godspeed Prayers to his family
    Scott Leder
  • July 31, 2022
    I met Vicktor racing with NASA NE. Always a friendly guy with a smile you could see from across the paddock. Beyond racing we kept in touch on Facebook and talked about vinyl cutting machines, and shared a strong mutual love for bands like the get up kids, and Jimmy eat world. Hard to find people with such a unique taste in music so we were always letting each other know if they were playing in the area. I always liked seeing his posts about the company business, his posts about working with copper were my favorite. He did some amazing work. I never met his wife or kids but felt like I knew them through his frequent posts about them.
    Matt Espinoza
  • July 31, 2022
    I met Vicktor while racing in the SCCA. He was always a gentleman the times that we talked and raced. A great loss to all those who knew him. My condolences to your family. Rest In Peace.

    Glenn Portsmore
  • July 31, 2022
    Our condolence to Vicktor's family, who mourn his loss. To the rest of us, we are "like family". What does that mean? We have no blood ties. but what we do have is the privilege of knowing such a kind, caring, loving person. I met Vicktor through my husband, Patrick Fanning. From the first, Vicktor made you feel like you are his favorite person in the world. He gave hugs that made you feel special.
    We had the privilege of attending his marriage to Alexis. Both were focused on each other and one knew they would be a great marriage. When his first child was about to be born, he announced to the racing team that he would no longer be racing as he wanted to devote all his time and attention to his children. Thank goodness for his decision. It was almost prescient. He was the most devoted dad I had ever seen. From the day Allie was born he made the most of each day. What a love for a child to receive and for Allie and Nathaniel to cherish.
    In our lifetime, each of us will encounter many people from many walks of life. But I can truly say that while somewhere he must have had a human flaw, neither I nor my husband ever saw one. If we could have a world full of Vicktor’s, there would be no wars.

    I will buy a bag of Sour Patch candy in his honor.
    Dora Zeno
  • July 31, 2022
    I met Vicktor by an accident, literally. I ran into him (again, literally) on-track at Watkins Glen during a race, and it appeared to be my fault. He was fair and measured and despite surely being disappointed and angry, he didn't let that cloud up the conversation. That spoke volumes about his character.
    Later on, we would find out how that incident happened (neither of our faults), and he was just as fair and measured.
    We communicated a bunch more after that - I was always impressed by his natural curiosity and willingness to think things through.
    Then I found out we were separated at birth. Not really, but we both raced the same car, and had a striking similar string of street cars (Volvo XC, Audi Wagon, Cayman S), liked to shoot, and a few other things. I looked forward to random evening chats, each one taught me something, made me think. We weren't close enough for me to be "in the know", and I now find that striking - this didn't define him, he did his thing and extracted so much from his time here, and I'm grateful to have had a bit part in it.
    My deepest condolences to all around him.
    Peter _
  • July 31, 2022
    I’m not sure when or how I met Vicktor, but surely it was SCCA race related as a co-driver for one of HeMan Racing endurance races or as a SM competitor. We raced at a time when many teams were transitioning away from in-car video cameras to the much smaller Hero cameras. We must have had a conversation because before I knew it, Debbi and I met him at a bar at the Alex hotel in NYC where he offered up advice and I suspect he sold us on the merits of the technology.

    I knew him to be a kind and giving soul and I remember thinking at the time that although I was 20 years his senior, I could learn from this man. Through the years as the HeMan racing team became more involved with endurance racing, Vic was always my first choice when we needed another driver. He always brought a level of maturity, calmness and natural inquisitiveness that made it fun. His ability to wrangle the best out of a racecar seemed to happen overnight – a quick study to say the least.

    When one of our HeMan teammates became ill and had to step away from racing for a bit, Vic made sure that he knew we were all going to stand by his side for whatever the future had in store – so much so Vic had special T-shirts made for all of us showing support for our teammate. That was just Vicktor’s way – always looking forward, driving towards the best possible outcome.

    Years ago, I was in New Hyde Park and dropped in his family’s business unannounced where he welcomed me with open arms and gave me the grand tour. Through the years, we would infrequently exchange quick comments via social media and shared the occasional driver’s seat. I’ve missed him in the pits over the years, as I suspect many have. We shared a passion and racing journey that will forever live in my memory. But like most people who come in and out of our lives, there are just a handful that enrich your life in a way that make you a better person for havening been a part of theirs. For me, Vicktor was one of those people. So, to his family, thank you for sharing Vicktor with us on the racetrack and as the occasional HeMan teammate for his memory will live on with us always. RIP #12.
    Willie Bifulco
  • July 31, 2022

    “Do you want to talk about it?”

    I met Vicktor in the waiting room at Memorial Sloan Kettering in NYC.

    After flying all over the country to get green lighted for a cutting edge surgery, I’d just learned that my latest scan disqualified me as a surgical candidate. I was frustrated and flummoxed and hadn’t realized that I was actually crying until he said “Do you want to talk about it?”

    I looked at this man,his aquiline nose, and eyes that were both kind and no nonsense. There was a matter of factness to him that I trusted. What a good decision it was to trust Vicktor, how easy he made it.

    Dr. Kemeny’s waiting room on the 4th floor- as a place- is an instant qualifier to being seriously ill and we traded a brief history of our families and disease paths. There was a way that he guarded my solitude so that I felt like I could leave my disappointment in that room, move on to the treatment room and just get on with it. I think he had an incredible talent for recognizing the importance of the moment.

    He was a man that did not waste an opportunity and that quality in him made life feel especially active and alive and available when you were around him, he had a way of making things feel effervescent.

    It was December of 2019 that we met and I got to be friends with Vicktor for two and a half years. He made a point of stopping by on his cannonball run to my home in San Francisco and also met my husband and I in Napa as well. We shared resources and tracked one another’s cases.

    I admire how important it was to Vicktor to do the right thing, to be a good citizen, a good and decent man. It mattered to him deeply to do right and it had a way of giving me faith in the world. There was never an exchange where he did not mention Alexis or the kids or his Dad. He was an exceptional man made all the more amazing by appearing to be completely normal.
    Jamie Comer
  • July 31, 2022
    I’m not sure when or how I met Vicktor, but surely it was SCCA race related as a co-driver for one of HeMan Racing endurance races or as a SM competitor. We raced at a time when many teams were transitioning away from in-car video cameras to the much smaller Hero cameras. We must have had a conversation because before I knew it, Debbi and I met him at the Alex hotel's bar in NYC where he offered up advice and I suspect he sold us on the merits of the technology.

    I knew him to be a kind and giving soul and I remember thinking at the time that although I was 20 years his senior, I could learn from this man. Through the years as the HeMan racing team became more involved with endurance racing, Vic was always my first choice when we needed another driver. He always brought a level of maturity, calmness and natural inquisitiveness that made it fun. His ability to wrangle the best out of a racecar seemed to happen overnight – a quick study to say the least.

    When one of our HeMan teammates became ill and had to step away from racing for a bit, Vic made sure that he knew we were all going to stand by his side for whatever the future had in store – so much so Vic had special T-shirts made for all of us showing support for our teammate. That was just Vicktor’s way – always looking forward, driving towards the best possible outcome.

    Years ago, I was in New Hyde Park and dropped in his family’s business unannounced where he welcomed me with open arms and gave me the grand tour. Through the years, we would infrequently exchange quick comments via social media and shared the occasional driver’s seat. I’ve missed him in the pits over the years, as I suspect many have. We shared a passion and racing journey that will forever live in my memory. But like most people who come in and out of our lives, there are just a handful that enrich your life in a way that make you a better person for havening been a part of theirs. For me, Vicktor was one of those people. So, to his family, thank you for sharing Vicktor with us on the racetrack and as the occasional HeMan teammate for his memory will live on with us always. RIP #12.
    Willie Bifulco
  • July 31, 2022
    My heart is broken right now as I have tired twice to put into works how much Vicktor meant to me, and I believe these feelings can not really ever be put into words and not lose some of its full meanings , but I will try.

    Vicktor had the values of a man that all others should attempt to fulfill in their lives, kindness, honor the ability to listen, not judge others and the big one, Enjoy life at your very best at all times.

    I actually do not remember the first time Vicktor and I meet, but I know it was at Watkins Glen and I was impressed right away, and I do not really know why. That was a Vicktor trait for sure, you could be completely compatible with him in a very short time.

    I have talked with Vicktor over the last four years of his illness many, many times, lots of texting, (he could type a text full paragraph faster than anyone) sometimes I would quickly just call on the phone on some of his late night ones, much easier to talk. He would call me after he would get test results or on his way home from Chemo. I knew how hard a fight he was fighting, and it sometimes hurt inside to listen to what he was going through, mind you he was not complaining, not at all, just venting and giving me the information, worried about his wife, the kids, and as always with Vic, the people around him.

    I am honored to have been this young man's friend and to have been able to share part of his life.
    I will miss him very much, for very long. Godspeed my friend, save me a seat.
    Patrick Fanning
  • July 30, 2022
    I met Vicktor when we were around 8 years old, more than three decades ago. My mother had learned that, due to some redistricting, I would be switching to a new school for 4th grade, and not wanting me to be a stranger in a strange land, she signed me up for the cub scout pack for the school I would be joining, in the hopes that I would make friends and not be so alone. No one in the history of humanity has ever so thoroughly accomplished their stated goal. At the first den meeting for this new cub scout group, sometime during 3rd grade, I met Vicktor, and my life was changed forever.

    I have so much more to say, but I’m all verklempt at the moment, so I’ll save those stories for Allie and Nathaniel. Vicktor was my best friend. Everything good in my life was only possible because he was my friend; he was there supporting me at every step, in ways large and small, and in fact I am only alive today (several times over; some of you know “that story”) because I had Vicktor at my back throughout my life. I have lost my brother, and my heart is utterly broken. May his memory be a blessing.
    Noah Machtay
  • July 30, 2022
    I met Vicktor when we were around 8 years old, more than three decades ago. My mother had learned that, due to some redistricting, I would be switching to a new school for 4th grade, and not wanting me to be a stranger in a strange land, she signed me up for the cub scout pack for the school I would be joining, in the hopes that I would make friends and not be so alone. No one in the history of humanity has ever so thoroughly accomplished their stated goal. At the first den meeting for this new cub scout group, sometime during 3rd grade, I met Vicktor, and my life was changed forever.

    I have so much more to say, but I’m all verklempt at the moment, so I’ll save those stories for Allie and Nathaniel. Vicktor was my best friend. Everything good in my life was only possible because he was my friend; he was there supporting me at every step, in ways large and small, and in fact I am only alive today (several times over; some of you know “that story”) because I had Vicktor at my back throughout my life. I have lost my brother, and my heart is utterly broken. May his memory be a blessing.
    Noah Machtay
  • July 30, 2022
    I met Vicktor after my friend and professor Dr. Machtay introduced us and I talked him into getting an Audi when I first opened up my shop after college and the rest was history. He purchased a very nice Avant (wagon) manual transmission A4 and he brought it in and since day one we upgraded, maintained, and kept it going to this day. We were discussing further maintenance in the past few months and performing another timing belt service in the up coming days but we were never able to schedule it in accordingly. I remember talking to Vicktor monthly about anything business and car related he would always give me advice when he would stop by and our conversations would always end up being about cars or business. I was a bad influence when it came to cars and pretty much talked him into getting his Porsche Cayman S. We checked it out prior to his purchase and I told him you have to get this or I will! After some time I found out about his illness and it broke me apart but he was
    the strongest person I knew battling it day to day and was always positive. When I heard about the very sad news I was really affected, I could not sleep that night. I still have parts at my shop that were to be installed onto his Audi. Vicktor left us but he is still in our hearts and minds which shows what kind of person he really was. Till we see each other again at the track or a car show, thank you for being my client and friend. - Kai Kiryaman
    Kai Kiryaman
  • July 30, 2022
    I met Vicktor after my friend and professor Dr. Machtay introduced us and I talked him into getting an Audi when I first opened up my shop after college and the rest was history. He purchased a very nice Avant (wagon) manual transmission A4 and he brought it in and since day one we upgraded, maintained, and kept it going to this day. We were discussing further maintenance in the past few months and performing another timing belt service in the up coming days but we were never able to schedule it in accordingly. I remember talking to Vicktor monthly about anything business and car related he would always give me advice when he would stop by and our conversations would always end up being about cars or business. I was a bad influence when it came to cars and pretty much talked him into getting his Porsche Cayman S. We checked it out prior to his purchase and I told him you have to get this or I will! After some time I found out about his illness and it broke me apart but he was
    the strongest person I knew battling it day to day and was always positive. When I heard about the very sad news I was really affected, I could not sleep that night. I still have parts at my shop that were to be installed onto his Audi. Vicktor left us but he is still in our hearts and minds which shows what kind of person he really was. Till we see each other again at the track or a car show, thank you for being my client and friend. - Kai Kiryaman
    Kai Kiryaman
  • July 30, 2022
    I always remember Vicktor with a smile on his face, seeing him at the racetrack or in New York City, my fondest memory is practicing bump drafting at NJMP-T for Vicktor’s first time, I could see how nervous he was from inside my car, we practiced both me pushing him and him pushing me, after we got out of our cars we joked and laughed about how fun it was, I’ll never forget that day, I have told that story so many times and it always puts a smile on my face.
    Nick Leverone
  • July 30, 2022
    This is Vick and Noah at our track wedding in 2011. We loved his sense of humor and kindness. He will be truly missed.
    Cheryl Zebrowski
  • July 30, 2022
    Vicktor was the onset of my obsession with cars and ultimately racing. He signed off on my competition racing license. We had countless things in common, both starting our careers as Wall Street bankers and enduring the misery of that and quickly leaving. He was selfless and always had others in mind. The picture below is conversation we had this year. He was always thinking about others enjoyment, especially with cars. I will miss our fulfilling conversations and I will be going to caffeine and carburetors in New Canaan man!
    Lance Bergstein
  • July 29, 2022
    Victor was a wonderful young man. As a good friend to my son Christopher, and godfather to my granddaughter, whenever we met he was always kind , thoughtful, and concerned with the comfort of others. His presence will be missed by all those who got to meet him. God Bless.
    Janet Siska