Word: vicars
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Discipline & Purpose. Growing up in Manhattan, where his father was vicar of St. Chrysostom's Chapel, "Pater," as generations of school boys affectionately called him, had no idea of becoming a prep-school headmaster. At Columbia College, he enjoyed himself while he edited the Spectator, was a campus social lion, coxed the crew, and took five years to get his degree. Not until he had spent a year as a newspaper reporter did he start thinking about the ministry. Then, in the Anglo-Catholic faith of the monastic Order of the Holy Cross, he found the discipline and purpose...
...judgment and accomplishment; he was on almost all lists of the ten worst Senators. Among the bills he introduced was one to issue a special series of stamps to encourage mailing of good-will letters. This year, when Winston Churchill was coming to the U.S., Langer asked the vicar of Old North Church in Boston to place a lantern in the belfry to give the U.S. a Paul Revere warning. But worst of all, by Midwest Republican standards, Langer usually voted with the Democrats...
...Thomas E. Jessett, vicar of a Seattle Episcopal chapel, took the phone call himself: his son Arthur, 20, a University of Washington junior, was trapped in a glacial crevasse on 9,671-ft. Mount St. Helens. The vicar's response: "You have to take risks when you climb mountains. I guess this is one of them." Then he added: "He'll want us there...
Finally, the boys told the vicar, they found another party with a rope. One of them worked his way 60 feet down into the crevasse; that was as far as his rope would reach. He heard a groan from below and shouted; there was no answer. "There was light enough," he said, "but I couldn't see him. I think he was covered with snow." The boys had no choice but to go on down the mountain for the night. "If we could have gotten him out," one of them sobbed, "we would...
...dawn next morning a rescue party of experienced climbers set off up the mountain. It was mid-afternoon when they came back, pulling a lifeless, blanket-covered form on a toboggan. The vicar came out to meet them. Head bare, his overcoat collar turned up around his neck, he read from a prayer book: "Into thy hands, O merciful Saviour, we commend the soul of thy servant, now departed from the body . . ." Then he bent over the toboggan and wept...