Bill was in command of the Navy Crash Boat School in Port Everglades, Fla. and was charged with the responsibility of turning young, green officers, most of them still not college graduates and almost all novice boat handlers, into accomplished skippers of 63-foot crash boats.
The success of Bill's efforts as a teacher, usually in a space of time measured in days or weeks, often meant the saving of the life of a downed pilot or crewman. Some boats had more than 25 saves. It is certain that Bill Cox played a large role in the proud record of the Navy Air Rescue Service.
Bill Cox didn't exactly waste time, effort or words in those days either, but he ran a happy school and earned the respect of his students.
W.A. (Chip) WARRICK JR.
Lieutenant Commander, USNR (ret.)
OSCAR THE RUNT
Compared to 6-foot-9, 240-pound James Beattie (The Pride of Kid Galahad, Inc., Aug. 31) 5-foot-11, 203-pound Oscar Bonavena looks runty and diminutive. However, should the two ever touch mitts on the field of combat, I dare say that Mr. Beattie will find himself gazing at the ring lights from a horizontal position on the ring floor.
Oscar, who is the hottest hunk of flesh to roar from the Pampas since Luis Firpo, has won six out of six pro fights. His latest victim was the tested old trouper from Boston, "Terrible Tom" McNeeley, whom he bombed out in five heats at the Garden.
Oscar from Argentina is a growing lad of 21, with arms as thick as an elephant's legs and hands the size of sacks of flour. As an amateur he won 46 out of 48 encounters. Oscar can punch holes through the side of a Brinks armored car and is licking his chops for big-name talent. Don't get in his way, "Kid Galahad" Beattie.
Congratulations to Artist Osborn for some real insight into golf (When a Golf Course Turns on You, Aug. 31).
With this 10-page so-called satire on golf you have surpassed yourselves. Here without doubt is your biggest piece of junk ever.
The only words for it are ludicrous, ridiculous and absurd.
J. K. HILLSTROM
If I didn't know that it just wasn't so, I would say that Robert Osborn must have been with me, using my eyes and reading my mind, as I hacked around our Lake Venice Golf Club during the month of August. Truly his drawings show remarkable insight.
GEORGE F. GERDTS