The recent news of the murder of Sergio Quiano reminded me of an earlier time when I knew him. He worked as a waiter at the old Baker’s Square on Harlem. He was energetic, always smiling, humorous, and the best at what he did. After the demise of Baker’s Square, I lost track of him. Some years later, I would see him walking in Oak Park. It seemed time had taken a toll on his health — his gait was unsteady and he seemed to have lost his warm smile. I was happy to run into him at Panera a few months ago and we chatted about Baker’s Square days. For someone who must have spent his entire adult life in Oak Park, there must be more information about how he lived and those of us who would wish to know and share his journey.