In Response to: The Time I Saw Einstein
My first memorable brush with Princeton was my father’s 25th reunion in 1953. There were two noteworthy events inscribed in my mind as impressions of an 11-year-old: being introduced to Albert Einstein by my father, when we happened to pass him, going in opposite directions in front of Fine Hall, and sliding between the legs of Brad Glass (one of many football legends of those days) during a reunion softball game for celebrants’ children.