Touching piece in today’s NY Times about Princeton’s class of ’33, with excerpts from its class diarist. As you might imagine there are fewer of his classmates left every day:
“After Princeton, they also enjoyed Bobbie’s 65th Radcliffe reunion and then spent some time reminiscing with George Perera’s daughter. When he thought the time had come, George simply stopped his dialysis.”
And then there is this:
“Ed Bartlett is in fine form — he walks every day, shoots his age in golf “from the ladies’ tees.” Time goes by as though telephone poles were a picket fence.”
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