Alex (Blaine) Hamilton
The 1958 class of Alamo Heights High School represented the apex of loving American culture and Skip was, without a doubt, a part of that unique, moral culture. Although I knew Skip only casually, he was just one of the keystones of our teenage family with whom we traveled together through the earliest years through the Bud Nash dance lesson time, Little League baseball, the transition to early puberty, and then through “the years of hell teenage hell.” Without a doubt Skip Sullivan was proud of those wonderful, scary years at AHHS and surely looked back on them as part of the solid cultural, moral and religious development he carried to the end. May he now rest in peace and may his family know he was a solid, moral man of our fifties generation.