"His restless body, which never spared itself in sport or danger, was destined to give him one last proud gallop at the end." That fugitive entry from F. Scott Fitzgerald's notebooks characterized his fellow Princetonian Hobey Baker, a man who seemed to have been written rather than born. He was blond, handsome, wealthy, the ultimate preppy more than two generations before the word was coined. In his college days (circa 1912) he led Princeton's football and hockey teams, dazzled classmates and debutantes, then when war came impulsively joined the celebrated flyers of the Lafayette Escadrille. When a headline later reported "HOBEY"...
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