Here are notes by Michael Cuscuna:
One Summer afternoon in 1980, I was driving through the town of Englewood Cliffs, New Jersey. Rudy Van Gelder was my passenger. I popped in a cassette of Ike. After a tune, Rudy said, "That's lovely, who is that?" I replied, "Well you recorded it, it's Ike Quebec."
Rudy looked out his window in silence, then finally said in a soft tone, Ike always played beautifully, even at the end when he was dying...I mean literally dying.