Dick Dan
Class of 1966
This tribute was written by Dick's former classmate and friend,
Paul Ashton
Dick Dann
I got to know Dick well during the summer before our senior
year. While most of the paint ended up on the dorm room
walls, some inexplicably showed up on us, as well. It wasn't
latex, either.
I also recall that from time to time, Dick would take some
of us through a back path to his step-dad Eli Baldwin's house.
We then slipped over to the Dairy-Dine for some forbidden treat.
He was a tall, strong, gentle, quiet and well-liked fellow. He
was tragically killed when the 356 Porsche Spyder, which he and
John Macomb's were driving, slid off a curve, dove into a deep
ditch, slammed into a culvert and brutally crushed his chest.
Dick lasted a few days in a comatose state. I recall thinking
as we classmates were sitting through his funeral that there
was a time horizon for us all, and we had just crossed the line, thus beginning of the trip.
Paul Ashton |
