|Gay Weake, Your Blogger, and Ann Rheinstrom, all NT '61|
Last night we had a "meet & greet" here at the Renaissance Hotel, where the star turned out to be Mr. Joseph McCloskey, 89, a beloved English teacher whom Gay Weake and I invited to attend. Scores of his former students kept him surrounded for almost four hours, and he seemed to enjoy the experience greatly. "Uncle Joe," as he used to ask us to call him, was the sort of teacher who demanded that we read good books, and think about them, that we learn new words, and retain them, that we write good English, and that we express ourselves clearly, but he never told us what to think. He was among my mentors. I was thrilled to find him in good spirits, and so clear of mind. He is now legally blind, and suffering from a "touch" of Parkinson's disease, but last night, you would not have known it.
Today we toured NT, where our class had been the first in the "new" tower building, and the first freshman class to see and use the magnificent auditorium. We visited the balcony of the swimming pool, where a picture of me with "six-pack abs" still graces a wall of champions from the years that I was diving on the NT Swimming team.
Now, I must pull on my formal duds and get downstairs, for the ride to the dinner dance leaves soon.