Friday, August 30, 2019
I first met Mr. Randall in the late 1970s. Way before the idea of cell phones. Lois and I were in court reporting school and would often go skiing together. He was a kind quiet man. One weekend on the ride home from skiing in the Catskills, our bus caught fire. We were able to salvage our suitcase and thank God no one was hurt. But it was very disconcerting & we smelled like smoke Mr. Randall came to our rescue and picked us up and was getting Kate so Mr & Mrs. Randall graciously let me stay overnight, Lovely family
