Bob Baimirucker wrote that a while back he awoke at 3 a.m. with the mother of all belly aches, which by 6 p.m. the medicos decided was appendicitis. They were recommending the case to Guinness as a record for the oldest person ever to have been so afflicted. These days one doesn't seem to hear much about appendicitis, which used to be pretty common. Comments or challenges?
Mil Hallenbeck thoughtfully sent me a clipping from the March 27 Newark Star Ledger which carried an obituary of Bill Schuldenfrei. Mil wrote that he'll always remember how George Miller and he, both coming from Brooklyn, went to Grand Central to board the sleeper for White River Junction in September 192 7, and found in the next berth none other than Bill. All three became well acquainted before they ever got to Hanover. I regret to report that in reply to my note of condolence to Leonore, Bill's widow, their two sons and daughters-in-law informed me that she had died just nine days after Bill.
More bad news came from Bob Wallace reporting that John Goodwillie died in his sleep on March 28, with the sad postscript that John's eldest son, Robert "Kelly" Kellogg, died of a heart attack on April 6. Kelly was the father of Patrick, the Pennsylvania linebacker, and was making plans with John to attend the Penn Dartmouth game on September 18. Kelly drove John back to Chicago from Florida last Spring, and he attended John's funeral. A shock to me, but I'll still be at Franklin Field, and shall ask the medico (a Penn grad and booster) who installed my pacemaker to root for Patrick.
John H. Chamberlin reported the death of one of his former roommates, Fred Burkhardt, on March 7.
On a happier note, Charlie Hill, commuting from Quechee, probably can be found at Baker this summer working on genealogy. And Art Spiegel must be busy keeping track of his family, which currendy includes eight grandchildren of his own, plus his wife's nine grands and four greats.
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