Old School
“Over the years they invited me to reunions and glee-club concerts and championship hockey games and archaeological cruises in the Aegean; asked me to send in poignant memories of a retiring master, news of recent successes for the class notes.I never made it to these musters of the corps, nor advertised my progress, but I read every bulletin from cover to cover. Thus I learned of Jack Broome’s death while landing his A6 on an aircraft carrier, and of George Kellogg’s Rhodes Scholarship and his march through the philosophy departments of Penn and Yale and Stanford. Purcell sent nothing in, but Big Jeff did, regularly. He’d gone into computers early on and now had his own famous company. In one of his postings he included a picture of two men standing before a background of distant mountains. The caption read: Cousin Roundup! Big Boots and Little Boots Purcell, ’61, on Little Boots’s ranch in Idaho. Ride them dogies! Big Jeff had his arm around Purcell’s shoulder and was smiling with un...disguised love.MoreLess
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