He was a great man. I am proud that I got to meet him on several occasions including when, as freshmen, a friend and I climbed the fire escape to his office in the Administration Building late one night and interupted him. By then it had become something of a tradition--for students to climb up there and knock on his window. He gave us five minutes of his time, but asked us to let him get back to work. I remember him telling us that he liked to go to his office at night to avoid being disturbed and that guys like us were not helping him.
Last time I saw him was in spring of 2003 when I stopped in campus coincidentally just before the Trustees were getting read to meet and encountered him leaving the Grotto on his way to one of the meeting. He looking fit as could be.
As I was leaving campus, I bumped into Father Malloy, Father Jenkins, and the head of the Trustees, whose name I forget.