Adirondack Daily Enterprise, March 23, 1991
One dark and rainy night a wet, cold, and disconsolate doughboy was lamenting his predicament when he found himself trapped under fire in a muddy shell hole at the front. Suddenly, from another shell hole nearby, he recognized a familiar voice cursing his fate in a similar situation. Calling out across the darkness he yelled, "Hey is that you Dougal?" A reply came right back "I'll be d—ned is that you Walt?" Thus did two old buddies meet when Clint McDougal and Walter Weir made contact on a foreign battlefield far from home under most extraordinary conditions. Clint was a guide at Knollwood Club and Walt was a Saranac Lake policeman but apparently the two wound up in different companies while in France.