That little red Fiat Spider
Monika Pyle's story about passing Dr. Smith on the Autobahn in little his red Spider reminds me of another story involving his beloved car. I still see him in front of us, telling the story of how this car got stolen.
He walked out of the front door to his garage to go to work, and bam: there was no car in the garage! Faced with the cognitive dissonance of expecting his car in its usual spot and not seeing it, he went back into the house and retraced his steps to the garage, hoping for a different outcome. When this did not happen, he had to accept that his car was missing and called the police.
Dr. Smith was a wonderful teacher and family friend and he will be missed.
Bettina Herr
Class of '76