1965 and living in the same dormitory as Suellen Evans at the time of the crime. Although I didn't know her personally, I have never forgotten about this terrible incident. The article describes very accu- rately the situation as I remember it. I hope a memorial remembrance in the Arboretum can still be established for Suellen.
Jane Martin Allaman ' 66
"In Broad Daylight" (MarchiApril
2001) brought back the most unpleasant
memory of my six years at Carolina. I
attended that session of summer school in
1965. Our world had been in the throes of
change with civil disturbances, political
assassinations and the escalation of the Viet-
nam. War, but we didn't recognize it yet.
For me, life that summer session con-
sisted of coeds in colorful print dresses,
7: 30 a.m. German class, Dr. Jones for
Spanish literature, dates with Louise Lang,
an USC student from Concord in Chapel
Hill for the summer, and cruising in a red
Falcon convertible with James Brown's
"Papa's Got A Brand New Bag" slicing
the magnolia air.
I woke up that day and came to the
realization that life is not an arc rising in
perpetuity. I was driving down Raleigh
Street and saw people running frantically
in the direction of the Arboretum. I
parked the car, retrieved a friend from a
nearby dorm, and learned what had
occurred when he and I walked toward
the spot where Suellen Evans was killed.
That night, I saw the movie
and didn't laugh at all. In
fact, I don't remember any laughter in the
theater. Afterward, my door was locked
for the first time that summer.
Many years have passed, but I never
drive by the Arboretum without thinking
of that horrible and senseless murder.
Every time I enter that arboreal splendor,
I find myself pulled by magnetic force to
the spot where Suellen Evans was killed.
This incident, I would say, is more memo-
rable than the assassination ofJFK because
it was so close.
Even as I compose this letter, my pulse
Mal'/J 1/ 1/
quickens, and my anxiety level rises palpa-
bly. I don't think you could have been
there and not be affected in some meas-
ure for life. I pray that the killer is caught
some day, somehow.
Richard Lupton ' 66 (AB, ' 70 MA)
Profile of Michael Cumpsty
Thank you for the fine article, "State-
side Showman," by Bruce Egan in the
April 2001 issue. This is a superb
example of first-rate reporting, with long
and brilliant quotations from Michael
Cumpsty ' 82. I have long been interested
in the theater, but Cumpsty and Egan
provide new, intelligent - and in some
cases, surprising - insights into the stage
itself and to the role ofthe actor vis-i-vis
the theater, the stage, acting and even the
relationship of all this to the playwright.
Perhaps most of all, the article articu-
lates again some of the reasons why I still
regard my education at UNC with warm
gratitude. Though I received my doctorate
at Harvard, I have always felt that Chapel
Hill provided unequaled knowledge,
appreciation and pleasure in the arts and
sciences, and I still look upon my time
there as one ofthe best things that ever
happened to me.
David Landy ' 49 (AB, ' 50 MA)
Blind law students,
and a lesson in courage
As I read the information in the
Marchi April 2001
about blind students who attended law
school, my mind, and my heart, went
back to the years when three were there
at one time. These three were William
Marshall Smith and L. Frank Rogers of
the law class of 1952 and Gene Ramsey
of the law class of 1954. Their images
remain strong in my memory.
Marshall had been a pilot or navigator,
I have forgotten which, on a B- 29 flying
out of Tinian or Saipan for bombing raids
on the Japanese mainland in the spring of
1945. On one mission, his aircraft was
danuged by flak or enemy aircraft and he
was wounded in such manner as to lose his
eyesight. The aircraft made an emergency
landing at Iwo Jima, which had only
recently been captured. I do not know
Marshall's pre-law school academic train-
ing, but when he entered the Class of 1952
in the fall of 1949, he made such favorable
impression upon his classmates, most of
whom were veterans, tl1at we elected him
class president. With scars on his face and
around his eyes, Marshall usually wore dark
glasses. He was married and lived in hous-
ing so we dorm-room types didn't see
much ofhim socially. He enjoyed fishing.
Marshall went everywhere with his seeing-
eye dog, who lay at his feet in class while
Marshall spoke into a mask to record lec-
tures on tape. It is my recollection that,
upon graduation, he went into govern-
ment practice in Washington, D.c.
Frank Rogers was a slender young fel-
low who had probably been blind for
many years. He was the fearless kind. With
a white cane leading the way, he would
tap his way swiftly along the brick path-
ways of the college grounds to go wher-
ever he wanted. He was spectacular in
speed with his cane tapping the walkway
to his front alternating left and right.
Unless one was planning to act as his
guide, it was bad to speak to him as he
walked because that could interfere with
step count and disorient him in location.
Frank used student readers after class in
order to prepare for the next day of class.
To my mind, Frank exhibited the essence
of courage and bravery to face the out-
of-doors and the in-door law studies. I
believe the Frank entered the practice of
law in Eastern North Carolina.
Gene Ramsey was two years behind
me so I have no memories ofparticular
events with him. Gene used a seeing-eye
dog. His brother-in-law was also in law
school at that time and would guide
Gene both in and out of school. I believe
that Gene entered the practice oflaw in
Richard L. Griffin ' 50
(BSCOM, ' 52 LLBJD)
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