I was a hockey player for four years and could not understand why anyone would want to sit in the VIP (freezing) box just to spread the word of our ( the Hockey team)
achievements on the ice. That old rink was even cold for the players. Smith Rink (that old rink) was built just after George Washington abandoned his post on the west bank on the Hudson, or some time there abouts. Art was a great broadcaster of our games, and the Corps was a better informed group because of his "art" Here's to a great guy may he rest in peace.
Art and I were in neighboring Companies at West Point, he in K-2 and I in L-2, which means we shared a lot of class time, study time, and gripe time together. Probably no one else knows that we shared a bit of broadcast time together. I thought because I could skate and had watched a few hockey games, that I should have no trouble broadcasting. It rapidly became obvious to me that I had neither the knowledge or the eyeball speed to handle it nearly as well as my partner in the booth (actually the top bench of the stands!) and I quickly departed. Am not sure who Art may have acquired as another partner but am sure it was a quantum improvement. Art and I headed for Moore Air Base after graduation and both found ourselves in SAC for a while and then on divergent tracks. After retirement, we always managed to find each other at reunions for a drink and a brief and enjoyable chat about "those days." I'll miss that. He was a super guy!
Art and I were in the same West Point class of 1958 and in the same company, K-2 (nicknamed Kappa-Dos). We both went Air Force after graduation and started Primary Pilot Training at Moore Air Base, Mission, TX, Art had been an Aviation Cadet flying the T-6 before going to West Point, so he had a slight advantage over the rest of us flying the T-34 and T-28. We left Moore AB (and the rattle snakes and tarantulas) for different Basic Pilot Training Bases and Air Force careers. Art was a super friend and he will be greatly missed.