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Ken Linville really enjoyed baseball. He was an outstanding pitcher and an enjoyable team mate. He also enjoyed driving his beloved Studebaker. One afternoon he combined the two, to the consternation of his teammates.

We had a late afternoon American Legion game in Kirkland, and it was Ken’s turn to drive the four of us. In those days the drive from Burien to Kirkland took some time, especially along the winding, busy Lake Washington Blvd. on the East side. When he arrived, characteristically late, he was still in his street clothes, while the rest of us were in uniform. We offered to drive while he suited up to save some time, but were advised that only he was qualified to drive his Studebaker. After we got through Renton and onto Lake Washington Blvd., Ken proceeded to pick up speed and at the same time, to shed his street clothes. We again offered to steer, but again no one was qualified. He successfully changed into his uniform and got us to Kirkland 10 minutes before game time. While accomplishing this, he used his chin, knees and elbows to keep us on course, while continuing to assure us we were safe.

When I learned years later he had earned his wings and was a pilot, I knew why he was qualified.