Riding in a rickshaw was Herman Wells
When I was a little girl, this has been quite a few years ago, we were at the World's Fair in Chicago — Century of Progress — we were with my uncle, Paul Feltus, who was a former IU trustee, and my aunt, his wife, and my cousin Martha and my mother, Dorothy K. Moore, a former newspaper writer. We were walking along in Chicago at the World's Fair. Back then, you didn't expect to see people from home when you went that far away. And riding in a rickshaw was Herman Wells, waving and having the time of his life, loving every minute of it. ... We waved to him and he waved back to us. And that's a memory I don't think I'll ever forget.
From Remembering Herman B Wells, 1901-2000: www.heraldtimesonline.com, March 22, 2000
Thanks to the Bloomington Herald-Times for allowing Digital Wells to publish these excerpts from their archive.