I remember... whilst Lanny was recuperating from the awful accident of losing his leg he decided to sit some exams. I was fifteen and had just sat my CWB's(today's GCSE equivalent). I was proud that he asked me to help him revise his Geometry theorums when my dear husband Bill, who was Lanny's classmate during their schooldays, was dying of cancer. They were both 88 years old. Lanny persisted in visiting weekly, sitting at his side and talking of their old days. His presence and company giving us comfort.