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A beautifully written piece. As the story suggests, I hope Middlebury gives this one some airtime. The Robisons were neighbors with me in ‘75 - they in the president’s house, me in the Deanery, then a freshman dorm. I looked after the boys a few times when Olin & Sylvia were out for the evening (They were easy to manage if my memory serves.) I did not know his gifts, then, though this is certainly inspiring, now.

by John Berg 79 (not verified)