Sweet Nicky Shultz. I'mshocked. Had a nice chat with him in 2007 down at the Coronado tennis courts. Meant to hit with him, but never got around to hit. RIP Nicky and fellow tennis player!!! Lynne Campbell
As was said by Lynne, Nick was a sweet and gentle soul. I played tennis with him numerous times at the Tennis Center in the late 1970s. Nick was a good person to me and to others. He is missed by many.
August 15, 2013
Aug. 15, 2013
Nick Shultz, 65, his wife Kate by his side, peacefully transitioned into his eternal home on Thursday, August 15 at his residence in Coronado.
Nick, whose life was one of joy, laughter, kindness, faith and devotion, worked for over thirty years at the Coronado Tennis Center. At the Tennis Center, Nick served as shop attendant, racket stringer, practice partner and sometimes teacher, but mostly as the host who made everyone feel cared for and welcome. To Nick, everyone was important. Nick greeted everyone with warmth, kindness and love. On any given day, a visitor to the shop would be offered an opportunity to use the latest racket, watch a video of a historic clay court match, listen to music, or try some “guacamole by Nick”, a rare and special delicacy. Most visitors would leave feeling uplifted and with smiles on their faces.
As passionate about surfing as he was about tennis, Nick loved surfing the beaches around San Diego. He loved to talk surfing and was always ready to show you his latest and greatest new board. Nick also loved meditation. He spent more than a year in the seventies in the presence of his guru, Maharishi Mahesh Yogi, the founder of the Transcendental Meditation (TM) movement. Nick remained a faithful disciple of Maharishi for the duration of his life.
Born on January 9, 1948 in Coronado, Nick was the second son of Evelyn Griffith Shultz and Captain Theodore Shultz USN. He leaves behind his wife of nineteen years, Kate Purdy, his brother Mike Shultz of Mercer Island, Washington, three nephews, a niece and hundreds of dear friends whose hearts he touched over the years.
Nick was a goodfriend of mine from the fifth grade on into high school. I lived at 766 A Avenue and we used to meet either at the Hansen House or Pomona Park to ride flexys down the hill. His parents were members of the CYC, so Nick and I hung around down there all the time. Sometimes we were frogmen swimming under the docks and the old Boat House. Other times we speared string rays along the 16th hole where we often got bonked by a wayward slice off the tee. Then we would move further out on the point and build alamos out of driftwood into which we'd place flotsom aerosol cans. When we torched the alamo, the can would explode and blow the fort to bits. Nick's Mom was an artist and would drive us to La Jolla so she could paint and we would skin dive or jump off the cliffs. They took me up to their cabin in Big Bear many times and the best memory of those trips was when Nick and I got into rolling boulders down the hill and one got away from us and crashed into a vacant neighbors cabin, creening all the way through a closet and ending up in the hallway. We caught it for that, you can believe. In order for us to gain free time, his Mom made us put in an hour of weeding in her flower garden AND an hour with his Granny who tutored us in Latin. I always considered him a very bright person who just didn't feel like exerting himself. He could have done anything in his life, but he changed tremendously after his trip to India. When I moved away from Coronado, I would still come visit my parents and look Nick up to see how things were. I will miss not seeing him this reunion year. Rest in peace, dear Nick.
Nick was one of the regulars in town. Really there were so few of us who did not rotate in and out throughout school. I remember him as a friendly guy who loved to surf and be with people. His smile and kind heart will always be remembered .
Lynne Campbell
Sweet Nicky Shultz. I'mshocked. Had a nice chat with him in 2007 down at the Coronado tennis courts. Meant to hit with him, but never got around to hit. RIP Nicky and fellow tennis player!!! Lynne Campbell
Ken Lasbury
As was said by Lynne, Nick was a sweet and gentle soul. I played tennis with him numerous times at the Tennis Center in the late 1970s. Nick was a good person to me and to others. He is missed by many.
August 15, 2013
Aug. 15, 2013
Nick Shultz, 65, his wife Kate by his side, peacefully transitioned into his eternal home on Thursday, August 15 at his residence in Coronado.
Nick, whose life was one of joy, laughter, kindness, faith and devotion, worked for over thirty years at the Coronado Tennis Center. At the Tennis Center, Nick served as shop attendant, racket stringer, practice partner and sometimes teacher, but mostly as the host who made everyone feel cared for and welcome. To Nick, everyone was important. Nick greeted everyone with warmth, kindness and love. On any given day, a visitor to the shop would be offered an opportunity to use the latest racket, watch a video of a historic clay court match, listen to music, or try some “guacamole by Nick”, a rare and special delicacy. Most visitors would leave feeling uplifted and with smiles on their faces.
As passionate about surfing as he was about tennis, Nick loved surfing the beaches around San Diego. He loved to talk surfing and was always ready to show you his latest and greatest new board. Nick also loved meditation. He spent more than a year in the seventies in the presence of his guru, Maharishi Mahesh Yogi, the founder of the Transcendental Meditation (TM) movement. Nick remained a faithful disciple of Maharishi for the duration of his life.
Born on January 9, 1948 in Coronado, Nick was the second son of Evelyn Griffith Shultz and Captain Theodore Shultz USN. He leaves behind his wife of nineteen years, Kate Purdy, his brother Mike Shultz of Mercer Island, Washington, three nephews, a niece and hundreds of dear friends whose hearts he touched over the years.
Ann Merrill (Bowman)
Very sad. I have some memories of him in High School. It seems I had a crush on him. Does anyone know what he died of?
Jeff Grant
Nick was a goodfriend of mine from the fifth grade on into high school. I lived at 766 A Avenue and we used to meet either at the Hansen House or Pomona Park to ride flexys down the hill. His parents were members of the CYC, so Nick and I hung around down there all the time. Sometimes we were frogmen swimming under the docks and the old Boat House. Other times we speared string rays along the 16th hole where we often got bonked by a wayward slice off the tee. Then we would move further out on the point and build alamos out of driftwood into which we'd place flotsom aerosol cans. When we torched the alamo, the can would explode and blow the fort to bits. Nick's Mom was an artist and would drive us to La Jolla so she could paint and we would skin dive or jump off the cliffs. They took me up to their cabin in Big Bear many times and the best memory of those trips was when Nick and I got into rolling boulders down the hill and one got away from us and crashed into a vacant neighbors cabin, creening all the way through a closet and ending up in the hallway. We caught it for that, you can believe. In order for us to gain free time, his Mom made us put in an hour of weeding in her flower garden AND an hour with his Granny who tutored us in Latin. I always considered him a very bright person who just didn't feel like exerting himself. He could have done anything in his life, but he changed tremendously after his trip to India. When I moved away from Coronado, I would still come visit my parents and look Nick up to see how things were. I will miss not seeing him this reunion year. Rest in peace, dear Nick.
Kathy Bradt (Cykler)
Nick was one of the regulars in town. Really there were so few of us who did not rotate in and out throughout school. I remember him as a friendly guy who loved to surf and be with people. His smile and kind heart will always be remembered .