From L.A. Schokel, S.J.'s preface: A professor dead at 58 seems to us a professor manque. His life has been cut off in full flower with senseless finality - a man's years are seventy. Even though we know that death is the beginning of true life, we miss the life which was his presence among us. But someone who has given himself to teaching can stay alive in his writings. He can live on in the pages which we read, though these pages, like their author's...