Friday, May 14, 2021
My heart if broken. He was one of the funnest people I had a chance to get to know at Lycoming College. An ubermensch for his tender age. The night we burned Bill Baily (a plaster sculpture of a man, willed to him by an artist he had met) on the Lyco quad has been branded within my memory. The statue was wrapped in a sheet, over which was poured a gallon of gas. It was glorious, but we hightailed back to the dorm. About 15 minutes later, we went back to see how things went, but then, the guy who could have busted us, Dean (the title) Keiper, was walking on an elevated sidewalk directly across from us and Baily. I looked Keiper in the eye, Baily smoldering head to toe, sneakers bubbling, hissing and oozing black smoke before me. Keiper immediately hiked up the collar of his jacket above his eyes and briskly walked away. The kick of it is, the athletic center on campus, completed maybe 8 or ten years ago, is named Keiper Recreation Center, after him. I have been blessed to have him as part of my life.