In 1946, the Glenn L. Martin Co. hired Milton and assigned him to the Flight Test Data Analysis Group. As his supervisor, I quickly discovered he was eminently overqualified for this job. This group decided they should go bowling (ten pins no less in the duck pin capital) and we all met June. WOW! That boy was even smarter than I originally thought. Our friendship and families grew from that point. So many fond memories - trips to Washington, D.C. to restock the liquor cabinets with the good stuff at prices we could afford; picnics; New Years Eve's; Cape May, N.J.; and just spending time together. So glad I made it to Monterey. Hate to say goodbye Milton, R.I.P.
Howard
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