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May 9, 2005
Odd Blog Brushes
Mr. Reese has died -- oh, he was Dr. Reese or Chancellor Reese to other folks, but he shared an office with my father from the time I was born until I was 5 (I guess), and they remained friends. Somewhere in some cedar-scented drawer is a sweater Mrs. Reese knitted for me when I was a very small tyke, and I use the stocking she knit for me every Christmas. Their children and I played together a lot -- so much so that they are 2 of the only 3 names of other children I remember from Knoxville (the other being known in our house as "John B."). I've called my parents already, so I can type about it now.
Prof. Reynolds has risen in my estimation because he counted Mr. Reese as his mentor. I counted him as a great big funny man with a good family.
Further: If you google "Jack Reese" the 4th hit (today) is a speech given to the Knoxville Writers' Guild in his honor. My father is the man of Falstaffian proportions mentioned in third paragraph.
Posted by CrankyProfessor at May 9, 2005 5:29 PM