Pat Houghton, loyal friend to many, the talkative red-haired guy with the irrepressible grin and photographic memory, died Sunday at home in Vancouver, Washington, from kidney cancer. He was 60. My best to his wife, Judy, who took care of him, kept us all informed and deserves a rest. Up in heaven, I’m sure …
Heh Pat: I doubt that you have forgotten any detail of this date 42 years ago. Absent your company, I have to go back to my journal. And here’s what I noted on July 12, 1972, starting with the ride into Chicken Spring Lake. I note that we packed in enough food and built that …
Here’s to my old friend and crew mate, Pat Houghton, who’s struggling with cancer up in Vancouver, Washington. Young and healthy, he’s manning a Cobra drill here in the High Sierra in 1972, with Hugh Provost to the left. Looks like the drill, one of our two, actually was working this day and there was …
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