1967

I promised a while back not to open and close each of these columns with a plaintive squawk about the lack of news from you guys. I'm going to honor that promise. Therefore, I here- by do not raise hell with the 20 or so of you who haven't returned the postcards I mailed you a couple of weeks ago. You know who you are. Consider yourselves appropriately unchastized.

Jeff Hills, bless his cryptic little heart, bailed me out this time, and I quote: "Marian and I are just back from Hanover, where we saw the B.U. hockey game. And what a game! A 4-3 squeaker that we would have lost except for unbelievable goal-tending. If you're thinking about the old days from Davis Rink I'll tell you that, yes, the fans still lean over the glass and razz the opposing goalie and, yes, the band still shows up and plays "Glory to Dartmouth" at every opportunity. Everybody sings. It was great to be back.

"Jeff Milne called me from New London, N.H., in a surprise call not two minutes before we left for the game.

"Mac Perkins and I have been doing a little partridge hunting in my 'private' bird covers in New York State. Ed Gray and I hunted one morning last fall. He never could hit the broad side of a barn door as an undergraduate. But I guess his years of publishing Gray's SportingJournal have improved his eye. He never misses!"

Thanks for the note, Jeff. Can't say much for your choice of stationery, though. Oops, I forgot. That's not funny.

Received a delightful (spontaneous, even) note from Sam Cockrel on January 22. Sam is executive vice president of Barnett Banks of Florida Inc. in Jacksonville. He and Edith moved there in 1972, just after Sam graduated from Tuck. They have two children—Jennifer, 12, and Warren, seven. "By the way," he wrote, "the temperature was 82 degrees yesterday." This is one way to twist the knife in the bowels of an ice-bound Pennsylvanian whose car has refused to start for the last ten mornings.

Finally, for those who have been following Fred Cowan's political fortunes in these pages, the following triumphant bulletin, dated December 7, 1981: " . . .I was fortunate enough to be elected in my race for the [Kentucky] State House of Representatives. With the help of many good friends, I defeated an incumbent of 20 years, getting about 56 per cent of the vote."

Fred's first session in the legislature began in January. His legislative district comprises eastern Louisville and an adjacent suburb. Fred is an attorney with the Louisville firm of Brown, Todd & Heyburn.

And now, having exhausted all the resources at hand, I'll bid you all adieu until next month. But I sure won't complain about the lack of news. Not much, I won't. . . .

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