I must say Booton Herndon's How Colleges Gather in a New Crop (SI, June 18) was one of the finest articles yet. I enjoyed it, and so did the other coaches here. It would be wonderful if all writers were as well informed about their subject as Herndon.
Asst. Football Coach
Notre Dame University
South Bend, Ind.
Your article on Pennsylvania prep school football was one of the best down-to-earth viewpoints on good high school football. I have seen prep school ball in Texas and other states, but Penn is in a class by itself. Almost every good football club has a Penn boy on the roster.
W. JAY O'BRIEN
Fort Lauderdale, Fla.
THIS IS THE TRUE IDEA?
I, too, experienced some of the rush that Jimmy Cox of Collingdale High is going through now in choosing a college. I strongly feel Jimmy has lost the true idea of college, that of an education, not, as he put it, "at dumps like Penn State you got to eat what they give you."
JAMES R. CASTLE
Captain, 1954 U. of Pennsylvania football team
?Jim Cox, who made his first trip to the Penn State campus after SI's article appeared, reports it as "a wonderful place."—ED.
GRADE A CAMPUSES
You mentioned that one Ernie Westwood (a natural for UCLA, no?) was most influenced by the prospect of unlimited milk at the training table. If milk is what he wants he should not overlook the University of Chicago in choosing his college.
Here at ol' Academe-on-the-Midway, all residents of the men's dormitory can have all the milk they want at meals. Chancellor Kimpton says that we're going to have a football team again some day, and I'm sure that Mr. Westwood would be most welcome here. If he's interested, he can rest assured that we will match glass for glass the milk offered by any other college dining hall! As we say at the University of Chicago: Crescat scientia lac excolatur.
?Or as they say at Harvard, which also serves unlimited milk to its students: Lac et Veritas.—ED.
Martin Kane's Costly Victory (SI, June 18) was wonderful. As Mr. Kane said, "The Hurricane is a heroic kind of fellow." To me he is a symbol of courage, and he has my respect.
At last I feel happy when my husband and his friends are discussing sports. When some particular track record, tennis score or golf pro slips his mind, my husband turns to me and says: "What was the fellow's name, Jean?" And I usually come up with the right answer and silently thank SI.
San Andreas, Calif.
A VERY BASIC SPORT
I was most pleased to read the answers given to Jemail's HOTBOX "Is cockfighting cruel and sadistic?" (SI, June 25). Considering the prejudice in this country against this very old sport, I had not expected such fair-minded responses.