?Happy Knoll welcomes the Kilkenny family, as well as Messrs. Christensen, Bethesda, Md.; Cracknell, Calcutta, India; Seibel, Homestead, Pa.; Laird, Wilmington, Del. and Mrs. Ford of Los Altos, Cal., to mention only a few of Happy Knoll's new paying guests whose contributions have gone into the Olympic Fund this week.—ED.
THE POWER OF FISH
While reading Kings In A Cauldron by William Worden (SI, Sept. 26) I was taken more completely back to my childhood and young manhood than probably ever before.
By transposing the setting to St. Lucie Inlet off Stuart, Florida and using the blue-fish as the subject, the story could read quite the same in the effect that the fish has over the power of reasoning or common sense, or lack of it, in the fisherman.
St. Lucie Inlet is much the same as the one described by Mr. Worden near West-port, Washington in that it has a particularly dangerous reef guarding it from the ocean and a maze of sandbars and eddies inside the reef, with a rock jetty guarding the northern or port side as you head for the ocean. This adds up to one of the most beautiful places in nice weather.
But I have ridden with my dad across this no man's land on full ebb tide with the wind from the ocean on hundreds of occasions when, I am sure, God provided my father with the instinct to react in such a way as to counteract the fury of the elements. He, an expert who had a gift for making the most difficult situations look rather easy, nonetheless provided me with quite a few anxious moments in crossing.
There were numerous times when the weekend sports in boats much smaller and not nearly so well equipped as ours ignored the sound advice of the experts of the area and ventured into the worst of it. Needless to say, there were those whose bodies have never been recovered. The amazing fact is that most of them return.
Thanks again to Mr. Worden for a few wonderful moments of reading and to SI in general for many, many hours of most pleasant enjoyment.
THE LEGAL ELIMINATION OF DEATH
Those of us who drive small sports cars have come to realize, through frightening personal experience or an intuitive Moment of Truth, the value of your cogent advice in the account of James Dean's tragic death (E & D, Oct. 17).
Countless more motorists, driving cars of every description, will draw an additional warning: the use of the left turn on a speedway, without which this tragedy would not have occurred, is as outmoded as the planetary transmission, but eminently more deadly.
Perhaps the needlessness of the death of a promising young actor will make even a posthumous contribution to the driving he loved, by speeding the day when the left turn across a high-speed traffic artery will be given the legal elimination it has so long deserved.
J. DONALD BRANDT