My brother was meant to go to Harvard, but he choose Dartmouth instead.
Skiing fast his passion. But then the War came.
Afterwards there was bitterness. Regret for lost runs on fresh snow. For
uncelebrated Winter Carnivals. For a dream of the Olympics which the War
put an end to.
Gil became a contractor. Building shopping centers. I could never understand why.
He was named for Gilbert Murray, the British classical scholar.