As I write this spring has sprung! In the "small world" department: A new friend of mine, originally from the East, and I wanted to see an art show in Chicago but were timid about taking the El. I mentioned this to Mary Erigelman when Em and I recently had lunch with her. She was interested in seeing the show and offered to drive us in, as she had an employee who always drove her. I called my friend to tell her the plan and she told me that the name Engelman seemed very familiar to her. She asked if Mary was a skier (Mary stopped at age 85!) and if the Engelmans had had a house in Vail, Colorado. It turned out that she and her late husband had friends who were skiing pals of the Engelmans and often spoke of them. Finally, my friend will meet the "famous" Mary Engelman.
Bill Daniells' widow, Jane, called to relate an amusing story. She and a resident at her retirement home in Connecticut were chatting about their youth and the lady started to laugh as she told Jane that she and a friend (when both were 12) had a crush on their camp counselor. She admitted that she had never written such passionate letters since; however, neither girl dared send these to their counselor so they sent them to each other. She then added that the counselors father later became president of Cornell. Jane smiled and asked her if, by any chance, that counselor's name was Day. The lady blushed and said, "Why, yes. He was Emerson Day!"
Unfortunately, I have five deaths to report: Myron Bloom, Al Cotton, Henry Necarsulmer, Dana Redington and Bob Warner. Their obituaries appear in this issue.
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