Meeting Bill Giles – Fall 1950*
I met Bill Giles for the very first time on a fall weekend at a dance and mixer at Hodge’s Hall – the men’s dormitory at Marshall College. The mixer was for their freshman residents […]
Christmas Letter, 1975
December, 1975 It hardly seems possible Christmas is here already – but it is. It’s been quite a year. Lots of activity, which (perhaps along with age) finally caught up with me. I’ve done little […]
Christmas Letter, 1976
Christmas, 1976 As the Christmas season once again arrives, it comes time to share a yearly “visit” with far flung friends. As I look back on my year, my events and activities seem somewhat less […]
Christmas Letter, 1981
1981 Christmas has crept up on me and I’m going to be as late with my cards this year as I was early last year. And what a year it has been! My usual one […]
Christmas Letter, 1982
Wednesday, December 15 Christmas, 1982 Cards are beginning to arrive from far and near and I have hardly even thought about Christmas. This has been a year of many changes and I am, at the […]
Morning’s at Seven
Arry – Supporting Role Fall, 1983-84 I didn’t even try out for this part. At 53, I felt I couldn’t do the play and teach and go to speech competitions all at once. Shirley MacIntyre […]
Christmas Letter, 1983
Christmas, 1983 Even though we are experiencing relatively mild 40-60° weather, Thanksgiving holidays and 3 blizzards out west tell me it is time to compose my yearly epistle. This has been a relatively quiet, uneventful […]
Christmas Letter, 1984
The Christmas season is here once again and I look forward to hearing from you about your year — and sharing with you some of the highlights & lowlights – of my year. Of course the real highlight of my year was my trip to Greece in August. Some of the details of that marvelous adventure will come at the end of this letter for those of you interested in the “long version.”
Christmas Letter, 1985
Somehow it has been more difficult for me to get into the swing of writing this year’s Christmas letter, perhaps because it is not as up beat as my last letter about