Eleanor was killed in a car accident on December 19, 1970 at the age of 23.
Helen Gamble (Keenan) (1968)
Barbara Grossmann (Behan) (1973)
Betty McGee (Ferguson) (1968)
Ed Menold (1968)
Eleanor and husband of 2 weeks, Bob, were killed in a car accident in Evanston, Wyoming, on their way back to Tacoma Washington, from their honeymoon. Eleanor was a Captain in the Army, stationed at Madigan General Hospital in Tacoma. They were noth buried in Iowa, where Bob was from. Would enjoy hearing from some of her classmates. Brother Brian and I sadly miss her. Our parents never recovered from the loss.
Linda Rudolph (Fletcher) (1965)
Ed~ El & I were in the same class. As I recall, she was enrolled in CP Scientific & I was CP Academic. We shared a few classes. My memories of El were that of a sweet and caring person. I always admired her intelligence. News of her death shattered me. At that time of our lives, you just think you are invincible & nothing will happen to you or anyone you know. It is something that has always stayed with me. Very sad. I can not imagine how it impacted your family. Being a parent now, the thought of your child dying before you is something you just do not think about. I know it is years later, but please accept my most sincere sympathy and condolences.
Ed...I see in your note that Eleanor was a Captain in the Army. There should be a flag by her name in the alumni profiles. Is there a way to correct that?
SaraJane Bauer (Adair) (1965)
I have very fond memories of Eleanor, we used to walk to school together every day, especially in grammer school...Garden Lake School #1...we had alot of fun, they were like little adventures some times! It was so sad to lose her at such a very young age....we sort of went different ways in hghschool, I always considered her a good friend growing up!
Thomas R. Dumas (1964)
Ed, so sorry for your loss. I grew up on Carver Ave., behind your home and 2-3 homes to the West. Eleanor was always so smart.
one thing I remember from the neighborhood, is your father walking home from the train. What a healthy thing to do.
Ellie sat next to me at the welcome dinner for new officers arriving at Madigan Medical Center. Probably in January, 1970. Because our last names are pretty close, mine being Menaul. Ellie was smart, a bit anti-authoritarian, and pretty. Being single, I was immediately attracted. Only to find out shortly thereafter that she was serious about an enlisted man. A physical therapist, too, as I recall, but an enlisted man nevertheless. The army frowned on that.