| 11 February 2010I was a researcher on the Magazine back in 1960 and was assigned to check on a story in Anchorage, Alaska, that had been written by Larry Elliot about a big air rescue on Mt. McKinley. (The Research Department checked everything in those days, even articles written by their own journalists.) I was barely out of college and a new employee, so I was very excited to be assigned to Alaska for a week. At the time I had a wonderful new boyfriend who was very concerned that I was going off alone to this wild territory. He called me every night at my hotel to check on me, getting more and more frantic as I described my exciting days interviewing mountain climbers, doctors and pilots. ...(click Read More above) Then on my last night there, apparently really worried, he proposed to me over the phone. I was so startled, there was a long pause, followed by an hysterical giggle over the long distance phone from an operator listening in on the party line, who interrupted to say "That's so romantic!" The upshot--I arrived home the next day, to be greeted at LaGuardia by my future spouse--we are celebrating our 49th anniversary this March!
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