To the Editors:
In September 1964 I began my teaching career in the social studies department of Wilton High School. As I awaited the ninth graders in European history to arrive for the last period of the day, a young man walked through the door, ducking as he entered. As I was also to be junior varsity basketball coach, I asked him if he was a player. He shyly replied that he loved the game and would appreciate the opportunity to learn. That was my introduction to Tom Nessel.