So long, Joe. In our high school yearbook, I stand next to you with the skeleton in Mr. Palmer's physiology class. Wasn't that yesterday? And wasn't it yesterday that you and Bill Philson and I camped by the creek and skipped stones? I have known you since our playground days. I admired you then, and I admire you now, and though we were long out of touch, I know that we will be sitting back together again some day for a good long chat. God bless you and your family, old friend. Bob Sheasley, Collegeville, Pa.