Dear Geof and Jen.
I was visiting with Dick when I said I would be calling him and he told me he wasn’t expected to live very long. I was crying when I hung up. In the last few months a number of my colleagues have passed. I don’t remember crying at those times. There is something special about our friendship. Memories of Dick Swain will be with me always.
“Do you play handball?” Was one of the first words I heard from Dick. I accepted his challenge and we played that noon and many times after. We always enjoyed competing against each other!
Dick taught 8th grade and I was the P.E. Teacher at the UWM Campus School.
Our mission was to crest research to enhance teaching and learning.
DICK’S LEGACY: he helped students and teachers see freshly what we had done what was good.
These memories with Dick will be with me always. Times at Wheeler Lake with Dick and his family was always open.
Boating, water skiing, fishing and scuba diving…we did it all. Every night was a party. The beverage of choice was wine Dick and Helen had made. One night when the party got loud, young Geof yelled from his bedroom, “hey I want some.
Cycling was another of Dick’s passions. We told many stories about the bike trip to the U.P. which is where we now live.
Dick invited me to be his first passenger when he got his pilot’s license. He volunteered to fly our football scouts to game’s throughout the Midwest. Getting those reports earlier enabled us to have the first winning season in twenty years.
When our daughter Liz was born in Platteville, WI Dick and his family flew in to welcome our newborn.
Dick and Helen Swain were made for each other. Helen was the Hostess with the Mostest. Many evenings we sat at the bar in their home discussing new teaching strategies for our students and planning our adventures.
We were on Pasadena Blvd. celebrating New Year’s Eve for the Rose Bowl. We knew Swains were in town, however we had not seen them. All of a sudden Helen handed us a bottle of wine. What a surprise! But then again she was always to cheer others.
I often wonder if our lives would have been as rich, broad and happy if we had not had Dick and Helen as friends in our lives.
We thank God for them!