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February 11, 2018
From Daddy's first year roommate at Stanford (493 Encino Hall), Dick Weatherington:

Dear Mary, My deepest sympathy on your loss. Your call brought many memories of one of my favorite peoplewe really were close! I want to thank you for your callit meant more to me than you can know...Again my deepest sympathy. Dick

Some of Dick's memories:

One of the most remarkable things about Ingall was his memory! He could memorize a book, word for word, page numbers and all! Then quote it or write it down during a test completely from memory... Damndest Mind I Ever Saw! Incredible ability to concentrate! Photographic memory!

Then one day when we were driving to San Francisco, I asked him a simple question about Agincourt, or some other well known event in history, and he said he didn't have the faintest idea; I was non-plussed... He just got an A in the test! He said, he erased everything immediately after the test was over to make room for the next one!

He was so generous. I was a simple farm boy from Lodhi on a work/study program, and he helped me through an awkward transitionthat first year at Stanford. He never made a point about money. Buying dinner was typical of Ingall...He had a brand new Mercury convertiblewould lend it whenever a friend askedjust toss him the keys... One of the nicest guys; modest; not flamboyant; not social; very shy...always twisting his hair while memorizing a textbook... That's the image that comes most to mind when I think of Ingall...

Easter of 1947 Fraser Watts and I spent the vacation with Ingall. We stayed two days with his great uncle, Jim Jeffries, the heavyweight champion of the world. IT WAS THE THRILL OF MY LIFE! Jim Jeffries wore a big white stetson...He was a powerful, powerful man: shoulders like an ox; 20-inch neck! Left-hander who fought like a right-hander; he had a knock-out punch! ear was four inches longer than the other from being pummeled so much! ...By that time he was a little punch-drunk; had taken a terrible beating from Jack Johnson...We walked with him into his barn with the crowd shouting Jeff! Jeff! His barn was later moved from his ranch in the San Fernando Valley to Knotts Berry Farm...

At one point, Ingall told Jim that I was a member of the Stanford Boxing Team. Jim asked me if I could knock a man out with my fist at six inches from his face... I said, I couldn't even bloody his nose... He said, then you have no business in the ring! And he was right!

We spent a week with Ingall's father Judge Bull in Hollywood...He talked about the stock market crash... He had convinced people to invest in laundromats.. when the Depression hit, the laundromat venture got wiped out. Judge Bull spent over a million reimbursing all the investors out of his own pocket!

We were very close... a lot of football games! The 1942 Rose Bowl... Truly a remarkable human being! Thousands of times I have remembered Ingall!
January 23, 2018
Today I learned of Mr. Bull's passing. I do believe, with all my heart, that there is a new angel in heaven. Mr. Bull was probably the sweetest, kindest, most generous and interesting man I have ever known. After I left the law office in Pasadena where we both worked, and he had semi-retired, he continued to telephone me and send greeting cards. We had such interesting and fun conversations, and a lot of laughs. We talked about a lot of things--family, his youth, my childhood, and our common interest, genealogy. He shared his genealogical findings with me, and I with him. He was so proud of his family and family history.

I loved to hear and watch Mr. Bull recite "Invictus" by William Henry Henley. Such passion, particularly as he recited the last two lines, "I am the master of my fate; I am the captain of my soul," with a dramatic flair. It was mesmerizing, a sight to behold.

I am so glad, so glad, to have known Mr. Bull. He was indeed one of a kind. My condolences to his beloved children. Rest in peace, Mr. Bull, you sweet and gentle man.
January 21, 2018
This is Maria Dear. That is what Ingall called me during the ten years that I was his secretary at Shield & Smith, from 1975 to 1985. I was fortunate to have worked with Ingall. We worked on some big cases, including Wayte v. Rollins International, Inc. Ingall was more than a boss. He was like a father to me. He cared about everyone. He was compassionate, kind, generous, hard-working, brilliant, and an amazing photographer. At every firm event, Ingall took pictures. Then, he made extra copies of the pictures, and we distributed them.

Those were the good old days. I typed on a typewriter and used carbon paper to make copies. I took shorthand every single day. Ingall would say, Maria Dear, can you please take a letter? Then, Maria Dear, can you please read it back? I brought him his coffee every morning. When his back was out, I tied his shoes. This is the way it was then. I loved Ingall and still do. After I left the firm, he continued to remember me on my birthday and Christmas all these years.

I am forever grateful for knowing Ingall and his family. Ingall, we love you!
January 19, 2018
Simply stated, Ingall was the nicest person I ever met. I met him in Lake Arrowhead and watched the moon landing with his family at his cabin. He was a sentimental person and had the amazing gift of empathy. He loved life and the people in it. At my daughter Suanna's wedding he told me I was the epitome of class, and coming from him, that was the highest compliment I ever received. In my opinion, he was the epitome of the best of humanity. He was a wonderful, loving and caring man and so many people's lives were enhanced by knowing him. I will always remember him singing to the music of Jim Reeves with tears in his eyes and in the words of a Jim Reeves song, I would like to say,

"I love you most of all because you're you."