I had thought that he was a year or two later. I had connected him temporally with Fran Sichting (I don’t know what her maiden name was) who was a few years later, and was, as I understand it, also of olympic caliber but a notch below Prefontaine.
Given a choice between training for the Olympics after Marshfield or marrying a logger, she opted for the logger. She chose wisely. They lived on the lower loop in Greenacres—her husband died in a logging accident in the 80’s, but they had three or four kids. That tops a medal.
I think she had a small business over on Virginia Ave, by Broadway. Natural foods and other products. I can’t think of a reason I was in there with the guy I was in there with, unless he was selling her honey.