She was a passenger in a car on or about 12 Nov. 1965, which had a head-on collision with another car. Both she and her driver were killed. The accident occurred near Miami U. (Ohio) where they were students. Linda was 19.
When Linda was killed, Stan Kempner and I collected over 3 thousand Miami student signatures to have the speed limit on the two lane road that led to one of the Miami University gates reduced from 60 MPH to a lower speed. We went to the Miami University student newspaper with a story about Linda. They printed it on the front page. What a loss having her taken so early. They didn't lower the speed limit on that horrible dangerous road claiming that it was up to the State of Ohio Department of Transportation to make a decision. Linda had such promise and to this day is missed by those who knew her.
I was in my first year at Miami when Linda was killed in the car accident. It seemed especially tragic ... and unreal ... because Linda had always been an "idol" of mine during high school. She was lovely and talented and always so nice to me. And, of course, at that age, I tended to assume that we'd all live ... forever. Though Linda and I weren't close friends, her death has stuck with me all these years. And she'll forever be in my memory as the beautiful young woman she was in 1965.
Linda was a dear friend of mine. She introduced me to my husband Ralph when we were in high school, and I married him four years later. Linda called me the night before she was killed. Ralph was a pall bearer at her funeral. Such a sad loss.
When I moved into Shaker in the 8th grade, Linda was the first person to befriend me. We walked the same route to Woodbury...the junior high...every day. One day, this beautiful girl came up behind me and started talking to me....the new kid on the block! Imagine that! With her good looks, I expected her to be caught up in herself, but she wasn't. She was always nice. In 9th grade she encouraged me to call up Ann Harper and invite her to the dance. I didn't even know Ann Harper...and could barely dance! Linda could be very convincing! I called up Ann and she said she would love to go to the dance! To put a finer point on it, as I remember it, she said she'd love to go to the dance, not that she'd love to go to the dance with me! Ha Ha! We went to the dance. I didn't step on her toes or make a total fool of myself, and we had a good time. The next year Ann transferred to Laurel or Hathaway Brown I think. Anyway, Linda had been, and seemed to always be, a facilitator. In my case I could see that she was taking care of her friend, Ann, and the new kid, by being nice and supportive to both of us. It was a win-win for all. I was shocked and saddened to hear of her loss.
Linda Kramer and I were friends from elementary school onwards...about the age of 8, I think. We first knew each other at Sunday School at Heights Christian Church, although we weren't at Shaker...I think she and I and a host of others came to Shaker from Warrensville Heights soon after.. Her mother and mine were friends, and I think there was some kind of connection between our fathers as well.
I remember being aware that she laughed easily and often, both at herself and at ridiculous situations. She was generous of spirit, absolutely lovely to look at, compassionate towards the kids not possessing her poise and ease of spirit - making them feel good being around her.
Once, in Mrs. Gunn's Latin class! I recall looking over at her and thinking "she has it all"! And not being one bit jealous. She was just such a sweetheart.
"The good die young" is about as apropos as it could be in Linda's case. Unlike the rest of us, she has not grown old, nothing has "gone south", she remains this incandescent memory for quite a few of her classmates as is evidenced by the number of comments and little vignettes submitted by same. I feel privileged to have been one of her slightly "odd bod" friends...my being somewhat outside of "what was happening" making no difference to her whatsoever. I think about her at odd, surprising moments. She was a friend. I miss her!
Neil T Glazer
When Linda was killed, Stan Kempner and I collected over 3 thousand Miami student signatures to have the speed limit on the two lane road that led to one of the Miami University gates reduced from 60 MPH to a lower speed. We went to the Miami University student newspaper with a story about Linda. They printed it on the front page. What a loss having her taken so early. They didn't lower the speed limit on that horrible dangerous road claiming that it was up to the State of Ohio Department of Transportation to make a decision. Linda had such promise and to this day is missed by those who knew her.
Neil Glazer
Phyllis Hammer (Gubanc)
I was in my first year at Miami when Linda was killed in the car accident. It seemed especially tragic ... and unreal ... because Linda had always been an "idol" of mine during high school. She was lovely and talented and always so nice to me. And, of course, at that age, I tended to assume that we'd all live ... forever. Though Linda and I weren't close friends, her death has stuck with me all these years. And she'll forever be in my memory as the beautiful young woman she was in 1965.
John S Bennett
I was there too - signed the petition. Linda was so full of life; such a tragedy.
John Bennett
Bonnie Beran (Franks)
Linda was a dear friend of mine. She introduced me to my husband Ralph when we were in high school, and I married him four years later. Linda called me the night before she was killed. Ralph was a pall bearer at her funeral. Such a sad loss.
Paul Lavik
When I moved into Shaker in the 8th grade, Linda was the first person to befriend me. We walked the same route to Woodbury...the junior high...every day. One day, this beautiful girl came up behind me and started talking to me....the new kid on the block! Imagine that! With her good looks, I expected her to be caught up in herself, but she wasn't. She was always nice. In 9th grade she encouraged me to call up Ann Harper and invite her to the dance. I didn't even know Ann Harper...and could barely dance! Linda could be very convincing! I called up Ann and she said she would love to go to the dance! To put a finer point on it, as I remember it, she said she'd love to go to the dance, not that she'd love to go to the dance with me! Ha Ha! We went to the dance. I didn't step on her toes or make a total fool of myself, and we had a good time. The next year Ann transferred to Laurel or Hathaway Brown I think. Anyway, Linda had been, and seemed to always be, a facilitator. In my case I could see that she was taking care of her friend, Ann, and the new kid, by being nice and supportive to both of us. It was a win-win for all. I was shocked and saddened to hear of her loss.
Patricia Ann Richards (Armstrong)
Linda Kramer and I were friends from elementary school onwards...about the age of 8, I think. We first knew each other at Sunday School at Heights Christian Church, although we weren't at Shaker...I think she and I and a host of others came to Shaker from Warrensville Heights soon after.. Her mother and mine were friends, and I think there was some kind of connection between our fathers as well.
I remember being aware that she laughed easily and often, both at herself and at ridiculous situations. She was generous of spirit, absolutely lovely to look at, compassionate towards the kids not possessing her poise and ease of spirit - making them feel good being around her.
Once, in Mrs. Gunn's Latin class! I recall looking over at her and thinking "she has it all"! And not being one bit jealous. She was just such a sweetheart.
"The good die young" is about as apropos as it could be in Linda's case. Unlike the rest of us, she has not grown old, nothing has "gone south", she remains this incandescent memory for quite a few of her classmates as is evidenced by the number of comments and little vignettes submitted by same. I feel privileged to have been one of her slightly "odd bod" friends...my being somewhat outside of "what was happening" making no difference to her whatsoever. I think about her at odd, surprising moments. She was a friend. I miss her!