Me

April 5, 1943.

ir. Bob Fisher,
16226 Cheyenne,
Detroit, Michigan.

Dear Bob:

You heve heard of Rip Van Winkle -- well, I em not the original,
but Iam his counterpart. When your letter written March 9th arrived
I was heading up the Red Crose drive here for the University. We went
double over the top, and then I had an infected footh and was laid up.
Just at this time our basketball season finished and our boys were in-
ducted into the service. I took them over to Leavenworth.

In the rush of things I entirely forgot your letter, so this
morning when I returned from the Central Association of Nealth, Physical
‘Biucation end Recreation meeting in Kenseas City I told Mrs. Hulteen, my
secretary, that I must write a letter to the Detroit alumi for their
meeting on the 19th. “11 the time I was living in a fool's paradise,
thinking that if I got it to you by the 19th of April it would be there
in plenty of time. But of course it just happened to be March, so I
said to Mrs. Multeen, “Just go ahead and write the letters, the two that
I dictated previously,” and then I would send you this one to show you
how sleepy one can get when they are supposed to be awake.

I would not have sent them only I wanted to show you that I wanted
to show you that I had honestly in my ow heart carried forth the thing
that I desired to do; wherens if I had told you that I had done this
you would not have had prima facie evidence of such an act. So just
make geod on my statement I am sending these letters to you knowin
that it will take up a lot of your valuable time but at least you will
know of my honest intentions. a | ee

4th all good wishes and appreciation, I a

Sincerely yours,

Director of Physical Education,
PCA:AH Varsity Basketball Coach. |