I first met Walt about 60 years ago in the Fordham Graduate School for Chemistry. After receiving Ph.D.s, we each went our separate ways. Twenty years later, we reunited with Walt and MaryLou at St Patrick Church in Baton Rouge, where each of us had been transferred by our respective employers. I will always remember Walt and miss our bridge games over lunch in graduate school.
So many people imagine that death cruelly separates us from our loved ones. Even pious people are led...
December 23, 2016 | Baton Rouge, LA