The photo of skaters on Lake Carnegie (From the Archives, March 4) brought back a lovely memory. In early 1969, the lake ice was excellent, and while skating near the boathouse I met my German instructor, Franz Mohn. At his suggestion, we skated up Stony Brook, winding for a long distance through the Institute Woods. Eventually we came to a riffle and had to turn back, but skating through the woods was almost magical. It was wonderfully peaceful and beautiful, and remains one of my nicest memories of ice skating, and of Princeton.
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