Brian P. Fox
October 2, 1951 – May 31, 2021
Brian Patrick Fox, 69, died unexpectedly on May 31, 2021 at his home in Treadwell, NY.
He was born October 2, 1951 in Orange, NJ. He was the son of Jack and Eileen Fox (Gipe) of South Orange, NJ. Brian grew up in South Orange, NJ and graduated from Columbia Highschool, class of 1969. Following graduation, Brian attended New York University in NYC.
In the early 1970’s he moved to the Franklin/Oneonta NY area and remained there for the rest of his life.
He had many friends in the artistic and musical community. He played in various ensembles ranging from African Drum and Dance, Javanese Gamelan and the improv percussion band Anagama. Most recently he performed regularly in the much-lauded avant-garde group the “Treadwell Trio”, where his keyboard playing never failed to surprise and confound audiences at Joe Kurhajec’s Museum of Fine Arts in Treadwell.
Brian, essentially a renaissance man, was also an actor and photographer. He used his unique personality to portray character roles locally and in independent films, including the regionally produced “Log Jam” and the spinoff “Log vs. the Space Intruders”. He played the Bard himself in the underground film “Tromeo and Juliet”. Brian also made an appearance on the Dave Chappelle show.
He was an avid and talented photographer. His photographic eye allowed him to take a simple scene and transform it into a work of art. He has won awards and his photos are in many collections.
Brian lived life on his own terms. He was a devout nonconformist. He had an endearing twinkle in his blue eyes and a quick wit and sense of humor. He enjoyed engaging in spirited conversations and debates. As a friend recently observed: “Brian could jumpstart any slow moving awkward social situation with a fearless unrelenting assault on whatever sacred cow was nearby.”
In addition to his parents, he was predeceased by his best friend, Donna Mulreed Ryan.
He leaves his sister, Kristy Fox-Berman and husband, Art, of Neshanic Station, NJ, his brother, Terry Fox and wife Deb of Oneonta, NY, sister, Laurie Mead and husband, Denny, of Waitsfield, VT, and nieces Tara, Hayley, and Kellie. He also leaves Donna Mulreed Ryan’s children: Colin, Liam and Morgan. He affectionately referred to them as “my kids”.
A remembrance will be held at the Kenneth L. Bennett funeral Home, 425 Main Street, Franklin, NY on Friday, June 11th, where the family will be in attendance from 3 -5 pm.
Friday, June 11, 2021
Brian P. Fox
June 14, 2021
I remember Brian from high school and conversed with him at a reunion and most recently at your daughters wedding. In all the years he remained the same. He was extremely bright, witty, and always a free spirit. His honesty and unique view of the world made him so interesting. He spoke of his love for Donna and what she meant to him. He seemed at peace within himself. He was truly one of a kind. The thought of him will forever bring a smile to my face. My thoughts and prayers are with you and your family.
Love Marianne and Don
June 11, 2021
Though I never met Brian, I've heard so many positive things about him and his loss is a true loss for all his friends, family and the village of Treadwell.
June 10, 2021
I previously wrote a long several paragraphs about my love for Brian, but since I don’t see them here, I will say that he was a clever, interesting and tremendous talent in life. I always looked forward to seeing him during his family visits to Indiana over the years! He always had a fresh take on everything in life! He will be sadly missed! I love you Brian! 💜🌸 Mellanie💕🌺
June 9, 2021
I will miss you in Treadwell, your music, talking about our both love for photography.
Hope you will rest in Peace
June 9, 2021
Brian, if you can hear me: I am still waiting for your coleslaw recipe.
I won't forget how tasty it was, or our lively conversations over horses, triple crown cocktails, and politics.
You are already sorely missed -- so glad I got to hug you just a day before you left us.
Rest easy, Prophet....
June 8, 2021
here's a photo of Jon Gams, myself, Tim Madigan, and Brian Fox on bass guitar. Dig the psychedelic drum logo.
Pascack Valley Publishing House
June 8, 2021
I first met Brian in South Orange Junior High School, when he was performing in a school play. I think it was Girl Crazy. I was on the lighting crew and we became friends in senior year(9th grade). Brian always had an inquisitive mind and looked at the world very differently than most people. He invited me to play drums in his High School band, the Pascack Valley Publishing house. We played at and ran the Bitter End Cafe in NYC during the summer days. I visited him in Oneonta during his African Rhythm drumming days and re-connected with him while he was living in Treadwell. A great friend, fellow musician and hitch-hiker(we did this many times), and a really special guy.
edmond rinnooy- kan
June 8, 2021
I was always happy to see Brian. He was a free spirit. He was funny and witty, but always had a sense of depth, a second thought or feeling. Life was to be enjoyed carefully. With respect and above all, with love. He was a multilayered man, a good man.
I shall miss him.
He belonged here.
June 7, 2021
I'm so sorry to learn of the sudden death of dear Brian on the same day as Carole Marner. Two Gigantic Souls.
I didn't know him well but always enjoyed being with and babbling with him.
My first memory of him etched a permanent indentation in my soul. It was in a movie made on Walley Road at our house in a film workshop. He played a very, dangerous, scary man with undisclosed evil intentions. Each time I saw him thereafter I had to jank him out of fears. It was an Oscar winning performance and was his life.
I'm sure you will all miss his unique and kind ways and very certain presence.
June 6, 2021
Brian was a friend for years. I called him “my little brother”. He did all my shopping, especially during the covid isolation. He weeded my garden, moved furniture, raked the snow off my roof, and did all sorts of chores I couldn’t manage. He was smart and kind....and so jolIy. I miss him so much
Debbie Mollach Heneghan
June 6, 2021
It was incredibly lucky (or maybe cosmic) catching Brian’s eye 54 years ago. Brian was kind, respectful, courteous, mature and handsome. I would have welcomed a boy like him to date my daughters. High school is hard, but going through it with Brian and his friends was so much fun. Coffee at the Famous, Pascack Valley Publishing House on weekends, the Bitter End, breakfast on Tuesdays, meeting for a kiss before he jumped on the bus to home after school or a quick cigarette before heading into school in the morning, riding in that great little blue and white (boo) station wagon, heading to South Mountain or the shore to catch a sunrise at a moment’s notice. Once college came and Brian and Debbie were no more we both agreed that 16 and 17 year old Brian and Debbie still existed on a different continuum and would be very much in love forever.
While we stopped being “Brian and Debbie,” we never stopped being in each other’s lives. I’ve always been so grateful for our friendship and that he was a constant in my life. In our twenties he would crash at my apartment in Morristown and we would have all night chats. In our thirties and forties going to his high school reunion with him. Joining my family at the shore to take senior photos for my daughter.
We spent hours on the phone these last few years talking about politics, music, photography, family. It was always comforting to hear his voice that still sounded like my 15 year old Brian.
What better legacy could someone have than one that spawns friendships. Brian was a great friend to many people. He was a kind soul who encouraged truth and accepted all of his friends. He never let me down.
I wish everyone could have a friendship with someone like Brian. It will be a while before I can accept that he isn’t a phone call away. I hold more than half a century’s worth of wonderful memories; mine alone now that he’s gone. I will use my sign off one final time. Good bye Brian. Till we meet again. Love, your Debbie.