Dear Betty,

I was saddened to learn from Betty Olsen that Homer had passed away.

I know that there is nothing that I can say to make you feel better, but hope to vent some of my angst by writing.

You and Homer are some of the finest people I have ever know. Homer was a giant of a man in stature and also in respect from his fellow man. He was born to leadership, living a long and productive life and during his whole life went about doing good. No higher calling comes to mind.

You must be very proud of his life as a scholar, doctor, civic leader, athlete, organizer and friend of mankind. He was unequaled in all of the above by any of my other friends.

I have very fond memories of our travels with you and Homer both here and abroad, especially Japan, China, Austria, Sweden, Tampa, Fort Worth, and all the others.

I remember with awe the excellent meeting of WMTS that you and Homer organized in San Diego. It is still, in my opinion, the best meeting of WMTS admitting some strong second place contenders.

In Bastaad, Sweden Bill Drake set it up that I would play Homer in a practice match. I thought that his sore knee would help me if I moved him about the court. Instead, Homer moved me around the court, toying with my weaknesses, and after one set had completely worn me out. I made Bill take over for me to finish the match.

I will make a donation to Youth Tennis San Diego Foundation in Homer's honor. The Barns Tennis Center is a huge permanent jewel in Homer's crown.

Joan joins me in extending every good wish.

Sincerely,
S.