HE IS THE GREATEST
Your August 1 issue has changed me from a charter subscriber to a lifetime subscriber to SI. Reason: simple—your wonderful cover and CONVERSATION PIECE on Ted Williams by Joan Flynn Dreyspool, and a tremendous, wonderfully written article it was. The July 25 article on Pinky Higgins and Ted was terrific. I disagree only on one point: Williams is second to no one. He is the greatest. I guarantee your article on Williams will up your circulation by thousands. Ted is a versatile gentleman: a great pilot, a great fisherman and the greatest ballplayer of any time! I salute SI for its courage to print the truth, as Ted's following consists of little guys like myself.
POLICE OFFICER EDWARD LEO KELLY
LONG, LONG AGO
Your story about Pinky Higgins' success with the Red Sox says it is unclear just where his managerial strength lies. He is indeed quiet, patient and slow to express an opinion. May I suggest that he got that after playing under the late Uncle Billy Disch at the University of Texas, the most successful college coach in the profession?
Uncle Billy, who also was my baseball tutor during the Higgins era (although I didn't make the team), was so well adjusted that his stormiest expression was "My, my, my," and even this was said without raising his voice. His patience with youngsters paid off. Pinky must have learned from him that easy does it.
?William J. (Uncle Billy) Disch, described at the time of his death in 1953 as "a baseball perfectionist who insisted on sharp performance on the field, clean language and strict training," had a 30-season record at the University of Texas of 571 wins and 179 losses; his teams won 21 Southwest Conference championships in 26 seasons, and in a spring practice game in 1939 Texas defeated the Philadelphia Phillies 4-1.
Mike Higgins doesn't think he imitated Mr. Disch's qualities deliberately, but he remembers him with affectionate respect. "Gosh, that was a long time ago," Higgins says. "But Uncle Billy was a real influence—a fine man and a great student of baseball."—ED.
CHEERS AT 1:40
Having climbed the Riffelhorn in July of 1953 and the Matterhorn in August of 1954, I was extremely interested in both the pictures and story of Zermatt and its mighty mountain (SI, July 25). However, your writer erred in setting July 13, 1865 as the date of that first successful, though tragic, climbing of the Matterhorn. Mr. Edward Whymper, who led the first party, wrote in his book Scrambles Amongst the Alps that success was finally achieved at 1:40 p.m. on July 14, 1865.
DAVID K. WINDER
Salt Lake City
?Reader Winder is right. Whymper and his party left Zermatt early in the morning of July 13, 1865 and reached the summit the next day. He wrote, "At 1:40 p.m. the world was at our feet and the Matterhorn was conquered! Hurrah!"-ED.
REMEMBRANCE OF THINGS SWISS
Congratulations for the article about Zermatt in the July 25 issue of SI. I was there for three weeks last summer, and the pictures brought back many memories. I particularly enjoyed the picture of the Alpine meadow. We drank tea and had cake at the pension in that picture every afternoon as we walked down from Sunnegga.
Could I please be considered for membership in the Happy Knoll Country Club?
Seeing the Alpine picture of Zermatt and the distant Matterhorn on the cover of SI's July 25 issue prompted me to buy my first copy. The insatiable curiosity of the avid mountain climber for the details of a potential conquest immediately became evident as I plunked down my two bits with great anticipation.