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Received a wonderful note from Jim Shepard, reminding me that there are other sports that attract classmates. The details are fascinating and worth quoting verbatim: “I took intramural golf at Wesleyan the spring of my senior year after acceptance for medical school. That summer I played a couple of rounds in Monterey, where I worked as a dishwasher on the Wharf. Then I didn’t play until 25 years later when I asked my older daughter if I could join her on the M.V. links on the side of Mt. Tamalpais. Several years later she invited me to meet her in Scotland to play golf on a little island. Fortunately, the B&B owner was an avid golfer, so he took us out each day. When we finished the first round he suggested another round. I had been on call 72 straight hours before leaving for Scotland, so my daughter quickly realized the only thing better than more golf. ‘How about a pint?’ she asked. On the way home I stopped in Chicago for a free round of golf, courtesy of a Chicago policeman whose life I saved on a tour trip to Egypt.” Adding to the golf story, Jim recalled that- “Golf saved my life 15 or 29 years ago, when I went to a nephrology meeting in Aspen. The meeting started at 7 a.m., then had a break from noon until 5 p.m. followed by evening meetings. The leader tried to convince me to go mountain biking during the break. I had just started playing golf, so I did that instead. At the evening meeting the leader said, ‘I know the doc who went over his handlebars, broke both arms, but how bad was his head injury?’ Thanks to golf, it wasn’t me.”

Seems as if I mixed up Jim Wright and John Wright ’54 in a note in the previous Class Notes. Thanks to word from JACK Wright, let me set the record correctly. Jack politely reminded me that we had another John Wright at Wes but he was a year ahead of us. Jack included a photo of Al Hobson in his note and related they were both classmates at Loomis as well as Wesleyan. They remain in touch with each other and, as Jack claimed, “We both now look even older.”

On the home front, Marianne and I have moved from Boynton Beach to Delray Beach, Fla., a few weeks ago. Still unpacking boxes (not many left) and wondering how and why we managed to accumulate so many unnecessary things over the past 15 years. The move should work out well for both of us and, as I’ve told my cycling buddies here, I’m even closer to the starting points of many of our weekly rides! In addition, we are closer to several of our friends. As for biking, as of today (May 17) I have logged 2,020 miles and with decent weather and continued good health, I look forward to reaching the annual goal of 5,000 miles. By the way, I did celebrate my 83rd birthday by riding an 83-mile jaunt with three good cycling friends. And yes, we did the ride all in one day!!!

As always, my very best wishes to you and your loved ones in the days ahead. And, should you find the time to drop a note this way, know it would be greatly appreciated.

DONALD J. BRAVERMAN | ybikedon@bellsouth.net

27A Stratford Ln. W., Boynton Beach, FL 33436; 561/654-3711

CLASS OF 1956 | 2016 | ISSUE 2

Can you believe it? Sixty years! We’ve had Ike, Jack, Lyndon, Dick, Gerald, Jimmy, Ron, George, Bill, W., and Barry since we left those ivied walls and storied halls. Yet 22 of us, most accompanied by spouses, managed to make it back to Middletown for our 60th Reunion in May. Not too shabby. Don Ritt and Fred Boynton both came from La Jolla, Calif., where they never see each other. Getting them together in Middletown was rather special. Also from the Golden State was Jim Hartnett. Out from the heartland came Bob Runyon (Nebraska) and Tom Plimpton (Indiana). Larry Labrie (North Carolina) was our southernmost reuner; Gary Miller (Maine) our northernmost one. Sandy Mendelson (Maryland) and Jim Wagner (Virginia) ventured north from the Capital District. Max Roesler and Walt Ebmeyer (Pennsylvania) and Al Grosman and George Chien (New Jersey) represented the Mid-Atlantics. The rest were from Massachusetts (Harry Barr, Dick Boyden, Bill Horrocks, and Jay Jenkins) and the home state, Connecticut (Phil Crombie, Al Haas, Andy Mason, Dave Thompson, and Phil Trager).

For this observer, it was a grand weekend with highlights galore. Examples:

• Parking in the Usdan lot without a placard. We were waved right in and told to ignore the 15-minute limit. If that doesn’t say “Welcome back,” I don’t know what does. (My placard reached our mailbox in New Jersey about the same time we hit Middletown.)

• Peeking at the full moon through Van Vleck’s giant ’scope and showing Bill Herbst, who led Wesleyan’s eclipse tour in 1999, pictures from our six subsequent totals. (And learning there from Bill Horrocks about his distinguished ancestor, Jeremiah Horrocks (1618–1641), a pioneer of English astronomy. Look him up!)

• Telling tales about the good old days to members of the music and art faculties—as if they don’t hear the same stories every spring!

• Being whisked around the campus in all sorts of conveyances.

• Sitting in on the gamelan workshop. Our daughter, Judith Chien ’84, played in it as an undergrad, and we had just seen one in Indonesia. We declined to participate when we were told that we would have to lose our shoes (not a problem) and sit cross-legged (big problem). Incidentally, we skipped the WESeniors luncheon for the gamelan. Heard that President Roth’s talk was spot on.

• Viewing Phil Trager’s latest photography project and hearing him tell about it.

• Don Ritt leading an impromptu “Gimme a W…” cheer in Usdan’s Marketplace.

• Transporting Jim Wagner and his wife, Betty, to and from the far reaches of the Wesleyan empire, a hotel in Wethersfield. Unfortunately, neither of us signed up in time to get dorm rooms.

• Walking through the Lodge, courtesy of a band of alien invaders. Actually they were Alpha Delt alums who were temporarily domiciled at the former Chi Psi residence because there was no room for them in the inn (i.e. the Alpha Delt house). Remarkably, none of these alien creatures had green skin or two heads. They looked astonishingly just like real people!

• Hanging with Don Ritt.

• Wondering just how long it would take to wipe off the 3000 or so wet folding chairs set up on Andrus Field for Sunday’s Commencement.

• A delicious dinner, followed by heartfelt camaraderie and some serious and not-so-serious talk. Sandy Mendelson spoke about the remarkable developments in cardiology that have taken place over the course of his career. Don Ritt told how he got into gastroenterology (it took guts) and his current work in and urgent concern with palliative care. Bill Horrocks took us back to 1896, and how the 60 years before we graduated stack up against the 60 since. What will transpire over the next 60?

Thoughts about Reunion from Jim Wagner: “It was truly a great pleasure to participate in the 65th Reunion of the Class of 1956 and see so many classmates again. My wife, Betty, and I decided it was too much of a hassle to fight the traffic all the way from northern Virginia to Middletown, so we went via a combination of Greyhound and Peter Pan busses, taxis, and Uber. There is definitely something to be said for leaving the driving to someone else!

“Highlights for us were seeing both yet another and completely different fascinating exhibit of Phil Trager’s photography and senior thesis art projects by graduating students, hearing three other graduating seniors give oral presentations of their senior theses projects in the College of the Environment that sounded as good as many a master’s thesis at MIT, and seeing the 100th anniversary exhibit at the Van Vleck Observatory, complete with a peek at the moon through the 20-inch refractor telescope.

“With four independent adult children and four young grandchildren nearby, we stay happily involved. During the past five years since our 55th Reunion, we have enjoyed renewing our interest in art by taking classes at a local senior center. We also enjoy occasional concerts in the area, as well as an annual pilgrimage to the Shenandoah Valley Bach Festival, where one can hear quality performances not only of Bach but of other great composers.

“I still take weather observations in the back yard and continue to be active in church, keeping alive my interests in science, music, art and a faith-oriented life. My Wesleyan liberal arts education encouraged and helped develop all these interests. God willing, we hope to see you all at the 65th Reunion in 2021.”

And from Dick Boyden: “I was struck by the differences of the Wesleyan of our time and the Wesleyan of today, as I saw countless students with their heads bowed to a myriad of electronic devices.

“The Wesleyan of 60 years ago numbered 740 men. Most of us were in fraternities or eating clubs, where personal interaction was the norm. Our interaction of necessity was face-to-face with our peers and it was also the expectation. We did learn to go beyond our initial visual or quick impressions of our classmates that were often wrong. We matured to a greater understanding, affection and acceptance of our differences.

“Our classes were small, our struggling opinions were valued, and we grew in understanding, knowledge, and creative thinking, thanks to the fine group of faculty that President Butterfield had assembled. I was a history major but several courses outside of that realm—such as geology, music appreciation, and humanities—have lasted far longer and have been recalled much more often in my life. Most of us could say we had a place or places in the ‘sun’ of Wesleyan, areas where we shone within a particular organization, academic area, sport, fraternity or club.

“Over the intervening six decades I have learned that to nourish the special associations of our years has required caring and contact. When those are given by us ‘the fires do still more brightly glow.’ How fortunate we are to have gathered again to sing the old songs and renew friendships, casual and close, even though we might have had to sneak a quick peak at a name tag to remember a face or friend. Hoorah for the Red and the Black.”

On to 2021! We ain’t seen nuthin’ yet.

Addendum: The saddest news: Frank Avantaggio, our forever president, died Feb. 8, 2016, in Damariscotta, Maine. Reunions weren’t his thing, but the Class of 1956 was always close to his heart. We’ll miss you, Ollie.

Bob Runyon | rrunyon@unomaha.edu

George Chien | gchien@optonline.net

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On the move are the Shepards, Bill and Lois, to a golf course home at Easton Club on Maryland’s eastern shore. Classmates are welcome to visit and share a glass of wine—or three glasses. Bill keeps his wine column for the French Wine Explorers website, and his writing—with e-books and now audible books. As for the latter, he has selected his work on his father’s WWI experience, titled Over There: A Doughboy in France, 1918. Granddaughter Christina Lipson received a graduate degree, an MS in computer technology from Carnegie Mellon.

Gordy Wilmot reports that he and wife, Marilyn, vacationed in the Bahamas at the Atlantis resort. They have made several trips to the Bahamas, and Atlantis is the most impressive place they’ve stayed at. Located on Paradise Island, it features waterparks (that’s plural), walkable sea parks and a world-class outdoor aquarium, just to name a few activity choices. The Wilmots have by now made their annual “pilgrimage” back to Rhode Island for the summer months.

Mark Feldman celebrated his 80th birthday last fall with family in Philadelphia. The occasion was highlighted by several dinners and visits to Constitution Hall and the Barnes Collection, known especially for its important assembly of French Impressionist paintings. Barnes welcomed its one millionth visitor at about the time Mark was there. Mark continues to teach foreign relations law at Georgetown. He also helped to organize a symposium on the 40th anniversary of the enactment of the Foreign Sovereign Immunities Act, which he was involved in drafting. The law governs all relevant litigation in U.S. courts.

Mike Stein includes a special reminder for DKE brothers that our 2017 Reunion year also marks the 150th anniversary of the fraternity at Wes.

Allen Jay is as busy as ever, although he admits to losing some bounce in his step, due at least in some respect to hip replacements. He mentors international graduate students at San Diego State and as a bridge (cards, not overpasses) aficionado competes in the southern Cal tournament circuit. Along the way, he and wife Ricky enjoyed a Disney cruise up the West Coast and the two spend a good deal of time with two granddaughters.

Another ’57 author is George Davies, who published Cookin’ with the Old Coach in 2014. Cookin’ is particularly suited for the neophyte home chef, and Amazon reviews are highly favorable: some refer to recipes for Thanksgiving “feasts” and dishes such as sausage and egg casserole and peach pie. Sure sounds good to me. Oh, and the cover portrays George resplendent in his chef’s apron.

On a sad note, we have lost two classmates. Recently,

On the move are the Shepards, Bill and Lois, to a golf course home at Easton Club on Maryland’s eastern shore. Classmates are welcome to visit and share a glass of wine—or three glasses. Bill keeps his wine column for the French Wine Explorers website, and his writing—with e-books and now audible books. As for the latter, he has selected his work on his father’s WWI experience, titled Over There: A Doughboy in France, 1918. Granddaughter Christina Lipson received a graduate degree, an MS in computer technology from Carnegie Mellon.

Gordy Wilmot reports that he and wife, Marilyn, vacationed in the Bahamas at the Atlantis resort. They have made several trips to the Bahamas, and Atlantis is the most impressive place they’ve stayed at. Located on Paradise Island, it features waterparks (that’s plural), walkable sea parks and a world-class outdoor aquarium, just to name a few activity choices. The Wilmots have by now made their annual “pilgrimage” back to Rhode Island for the summer months.

Mark Feldman celebrated his 80th birthday last fall with family in Philadelphia. The occasion was highlighted by several dinners and visits to Constitution Hall and the Barnes Collection, known especially for its important assembly of French Impressionist paintings. Barnes welcomed its one millionth visitor at about the time Mark was there. Mark continues to teach foreign relations law at Georgetown. He also helped to organize a symposium on the 40th anniversary of the enactment of the Foreign Sovereign Immunities Act, which he was involved in drafting. The law governs all relevant litigation in U.S. courts.

Mike Stein includes a special reminder for DKE brothers that our 2017 Reunion year also marks the 150th anniversary of the fraternity at Wes.

Allen Jay is as busy as ever, although he admits to losing some bounce in his step, due at least in some respect to hip replacements. He mentors international graduate students at San Diego State and as a bridge (cards, not overpasses) aficionado competes in the southern Cal tournament circuit. Along the way, he and wife Ricky enjoyed a Disney cruise up the West Coast and the two spend a good deal of time with two granddaughters.

Another ’57 author is George Davies, who published Cookin’ with the Old Coach in 2014. Cookin’ is particularly suited for the neophyte home chef, and Amazon reviews are highly favorable: some refer to recipes for Thanksgiving “feasts” and dishes such as sausage and egg casserole and peach pie. Sure sounds good to me. Oh, and the cover portrays George resplendent in his chef’s apron.

On a sad note, we have lost two classmates. Recently, John C. (Johnny) Allen died in April at his home in Woodruff, Wisc. Johnny had a successful career as an executive in the transportation industry. His true calling was music. We all remember him as a member of the Jibers at Wes, and through succeeding years he continued to perform and record albums. Survived by his wife, Judith, please accept condolences on behalf of ’57.

Art Largey passed away in May 2015. Art and family lived in Raynham, Mass., and he co-owned several businesses in nearby Brockton. Retiring in 1990, he turned his energies to a wide range of community charities and organizations. He founded Taunton Community Services in 1998. Art was 83.

Art Typermass | AGType@msn.com

144 East Avenue, #302B, Norwalk, CT 06851 | 203/504-8942

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An optimistic note from Dick Seabury. All is well and he feels more like 70 than 80. He has four employed children and is expecting a ninth grandchild. He is about to serve a tenth term on the Morris County Park Commission. And he urges the class to make the Reunion in 2018.

Pirkko and Burr Edwards are now based mainly at their home in Lectore, France, after nearly 40 years in Africa. Burr still does some consulting, and an assignment in Côte d’Ivoire is happening right now.

Dick Goldman is still active. Next fall, he will be teaching at Boston University Law School for his fifth year. He still enjoys tennis and golf. He and Patti spend some of the winter in Florida.

Mel Cote survived the winter along with the Provincetown gang. Dennis Allee was in Florida for part of the winter.

Art Geltzer recently opened his house on the Cape and dined with the Cotes. Art is still on the faculty of Brown Medical School.

David Epstein just celebrated his 61st anniversary of meeting his wife. David and cousin Charles Wrubel ’59 just donated a complete 100-plus popular sheet music collection of Allie Wrubel ’26 to the archives of the Film Department.

Dan Woodhead reports from San Francisco. He has a grandson—over 6’5” tall and still growing—who will enter Stanford as a freshman. Dan’s other comments concern the Cubs, positively, and the election, with some concern.

Bill Richards has the best of both worlds: winter in Miami and summer in Pennsylvania. He stops in to see a son in Chattanooga when driving back to Pennsylvania from Florida.

And Roger Turkington has become one of the most published American poets. His most recent publication, Poetry of Passion now exceeds in number the poems of all other American poets except Emily Dickinson and Robert Frost. Wow!

Kay and I are well. We still cheat by working out with a personal trainer. I had lunch early in April with Charley Denny, Bart Bolton and Ed Kershner. Hope to do it each year. Keep the memos flowing.

Cliff Hordlow | Khordlow@gmail.com
Apt. 103, 4645 Winged Foot Court
Naples, FL 34112; 239/732-6821

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The Great Class of ’59 are inveterate travelers, as the following will attest. Linda and Dick Cadigan write about their trip to Tanzania and seeing all the game animals that could be seen. A side excursion to a Masai village was equally interesting. Their guide talked about his father and his eight wives. Early Anglican missionaries came to accept this habit “as done,” but tried to discourage it for new marriages. Later in South Africa, compromise was reached, permitting polygamy only if the husband proved he could support the additional wives.

Bob Czepiel may get the award the for most travel. After a Wharton MBA and 30 years on Wall Street and retiring at 58, he began serious travel. He and Anne have circumnavigated the world twice! They have visited more than 70 countries. Can anyone top that? In his spare time Bob went back to Wes and took a couple of film courses to support that interest. Oldest granddaughter is starting at Wellesley in the fall.

Herb Steiner also travels: Winter in Delray Beach–tennis and biking; Croatia in October; Japan in the planning stage for next October; and Copenhagen in July. Herb will be visiting with Anne and Joe Vander Veer this month and Sybil and Tim Martin this summer.

This issue of Class Notes is a one-secretary effort, as co-scribe John Spurdle and Cyndy are in London officiating at the 175th anniversary of the London Library, ably assisted by support from Queen Elizabeth. John became involved with the library when living in London and took advantage of their presence there to celebrate Cyndy’s 80th birthday. Congratulations, Cyndy. From Eclectic to the London Library. Wow!

Jim Brands writes of the “usual” activities, trips to the Bahamas and Mexico. Perhaps a “trip too far,” as in Death Valley in November. Gail fell and broke both arms, requiring an extended stay in Las Vegas for repairs. Hardly “usual.” Happily, recovery is progressing nicely!

Walter Burnett reports good health, much traveling and nearing an 80th birthday. Aren’t we all! Travels include a month in Alaska this summer.

Ray Simone, while not traveling, encourages us all to travel to Rhode Island. As an enticement, he offers a new restaurant he and his sons opened in September of 2014 in Warren. Their focus is on locally grown food and locally caught seafood—simonesri.com.

Dave Eklund, now president of the Sanitary District of Tiburon, Calif., is coping with the inevitable conflict between demands for more service at less cost. Good luck! In between district meetings Dave will be involved in a nice tradition involving the defunct Delta Sigma fraternity. The ’59 members are holding a two-day “retreat” near Providence. Tony Allen, Dave Darling, Nancy DiMauro, Bill Minor, John Dennis, Larry Kedes and Dave will be there. Following the event, a mandatory report must be filed. Dave will also be in attendance for Tom Young’s admittance to the Wesleyan Athletics Hall of Fame. Congratulations, Tom.

Paul Stevens is in Portland, Maine, where he is still practicing his architecture skills after 50 years. The firm was started by his great-grandfather in 1884. Paul also still runs competitively and tells us that his 4-year-old grandson has run a mile in 10 minutes. Architecture or running in the future?

We heard from Stan Bowers, a colleague from Deke who laments the situation there. Stan has been in the wine distribution business for over 40 years and is joined by his son, Stan IV. Married 50 years, with a new responsibility, Carl, a rescue Rottie. Any idea who is in charge here?

Ed Murphy and Dick Cadigan review Bob Gillette’s new book very favorably. This book is a full re-write of his earlier book, The Virginia Plan: Wm. B Thalheimer and a Rescue from Germany. The new book is Escape from Germany: From Nazi Germany to Thalheimer Farm. This version is aimed at early teen readers who, Bob feels, should know about these events. This is also a fictional account of true events. Amazon has both books.

Wolfram Thiemann, a foreign scholar during our era, wrote: “Happy after my retirement some years ago from University of Bremen (2003); still active in doing research in astrochemistry, such as exploration of comet Chury by ESA-sponsored project ROSETTA/PHILAE, searching for life’s origin in universe. Teaching in Indian and Chinese universities promoting more environmental awareness. Doing some historic research into 20th century German past, with all its dark remnants. Helping out in reviewing PhD theses and manuscripts submitted to international journals is my personal ‘prevention against age-related dementia.’”

Lastly, we hear of “Shive” Shively from Dave Eklund, who visited Shive in the San Diego area. Shive’s sense of humor is sharp, as are recollections of Wesleyan hockey and baseball.

Skip Silloway | ssillow@gmail.com; 801-532-4311

John Spurdle | jspurdle@aol.com; 212-644-4858

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This column begins with the sad news that Wink Adams died on March 19, 2016. He spent the last eight months of his life in the skilled nursing unit of The Glen at Willow Valley in Lancaster, Pa., where he received kind, loving, and compassionate care. His last job before retirement was to train salespeople to sell investment products for MetLife. Wink loved the beach and water at Cape Cod. He also derived great pleasure from his collection of classic cars. He is survived by his wife, Carroll, son Richard ’85, and daughter Tracy. On behalf of the class of 1960, I express our condolences to his family and friends.

Another sadness for our class is the death of Herm Golnik on Oct. 12, 2015, after a short illness. While teaching and coaching at Monson Academy in Monson, Mass., and later Middletown High School, he received his master’s in education from the University of Hartford. He attended Vanderbilt Law School and received his JD in 1967. Throughout his career he worked for a series of financial institutions in New York City, Detroit, and Orlando that included American Express, National Bank of Detroit, and Sun Banks of Florida. He also worked for Chrysler at their Eight Mile Plant as a tool and die maker and taught in the Detroit Public School System. After retiring, he moved back to Middletown, where he occasionally was a substitute teacher. He enjoyed politics and baseball and loved the New York Yankees. Herm was predeceased by his son Alexander. He is survived by his sons Karl, David, Jonathan, Benjamin, daughter Katie, and their respective spouses. He leaves nine grandchildren. On behalf of the class of 1960, I express our condolences to his family and friends.

Roland Bassett wrote: “Adrienne and I are truly blessed. We travel a good bit, just back from a tour of India, and Adrienne is headed back to Europe with a grandchild in June. I am (almost completely, but not quite) retired from my law practice. We still live in Galveston, along with our three boys, our daughters-in-law, and all of our grandchildren (except for those who have headed off to college), but we also spend a good bit of time watching pine trees grow on our small tree farm in East Texas.”

Bill Murphy wrote the following: “I’m happy to add a few lines to the notes since recovering from a second hip replacement is restricting my other activities. I’d rather be in school, but the doctor has grounded me temporarily. I continue to teach at Hanover High School where I started in 1961, but now it is only two courses. I have the satisfaction of teaching some bright juniors in a course called Contemporary American History, which I sometimes call the course of my life, since it begins in 1941 and comes up to today. I also include Wesleyan in the course as I push the students to try to determine what causes change. The big question is why did the Civil Rights Movement come when it did, and the little question is why did EQV and other fraternities at Wesleyan challenge their discriminatory clauses—a question that I tried to pursue at our 55th Reunion. Many good discussions have resulted.”

The history of Wesleyan University (1910–1970) written by Dave Potts has gone into a second printing and has been assessed in the premier journal for reviews of books in American history as “a genuinely enjoyable read” with extended sections that are “page turners.” The reviewer goes on to observe: “The second half of the book is a gripping account of the struggle to realize” President Victor Butterfield’s “distinctive vision of what a liberal arts college should be.”

Gil Seeley wrote: “I have re-invented myself, so to speak, living in Port Townsend, Wash. Will conduct the Rainshadow Chorale in the spring concert and am teaching my world music/poetry class. It’s called ‘a Victorian seaport and arts community’ by the chamber of commerce, but for me it is a place where there are an extraordinary number of retired folks who have done fascinating things with their lives. I highly recommend a visit to Port Townsend, as you will not be disappointed! Cheers.”

Paul Tractenberg wrote the following: “I retired as of Jan. 1, 2016, after 45-and-a-half years of law professing at Rutgers Law School in Newark. My wife, Neimah, and I recently moved to a new condo townhouse. The impetus for the move was to have a place with a first floor master bedroom—just in case—even though walking stairs isn’t an issue for either of us yet. In fact, I still do bicycle rides of 30–50 miles and sometimes more. Retirement from law teaching doesn’t mean the end of projects about which I care deeply. To the contrary, the time I’m not spending on teaching and attending to faculty business is largely being consumed by project work. To accommodate my major project, I’ve created a new nonprofit organization known as the Center on Diversity and Equality in Education (CDEE) and, to my gratification, have received a number of generous grants to support my work. As the new organizational name suggests, my work continues to focus on improving the educational opportunities for children, and especially low-income children of color. The project is centered on the Morris School District, a consolidation of predominantly white, upper-income and suburban Morris Township and predominantly black and Hispanic, lower-income and urban Morristown. This merger, which took place in 1971 by order of the state commissioner of education, produced one of the most diverse school districts in New Jersey despite opponents’ claims that it would trigger massive white flight. In late June, we head out to our house in Hampton Bays and look forward to a summer of sun and sea. We hope that our grandchildren will join us before and after their summer camp (and their parents can come along, too). So, all in all, life is good. We wish our classmates and their partners the same.”

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The “noble nine” classmates galloped onto the Wesleyan Campus to renew, reunite, and restore acquaintances from memorable times past. In attendance at the events, including luncheon, seminar, reception, and dinner were Richard Corson, Jack Mitchell, Emil Frankel, Stephen Wainwright, Spike Paranya, Peter Funk, Neal Schachtel, Bob Patricelli, and Jon Magendanz. Special thanks to Peter for his exceptional photographic talent (The reader is referred to: flickr.com/photos/funkphotographs/sets/72157668442387901).

“I was the guest preacher for the Martin Luther King, Jr. service at the Cathedral Church of St. John the Divine,” writes Bob Carey. Although it is impossible to include all of Bob’s presentation, a few excerpts are inserted here: “What was new in the New World was that slavery was not a system of work alone. Slavery now defined an individual. In fashioning the racial ideology that rationalized the slave trade, the violence and control of enslaved life in America, whites argued that enslaved Africans were fulfilling their destiny; that white and black were utterly distinct. …The push for a more open, more inclusive society is a permanent piece of work. This day, above all of our national holidays, should bring us back to ask—Are we there yet? What is the work that still needs doing? It was the genius of Dr. King not only to see how the Constitution could become a people’s document; to argue that the Declaration of Independence included all who sought to grow and thrive and contribute to their communities; he also called us to remember that the structures of privilege have been well fashioned; that the rich and those who benefit from structures of exploitation and exclusion will be working to protect what they have. …I suggest …..that we use the metaphor of a feast—all are welcome, all can come to the table.” After Wesleyan, Bob finished his M.Div and S.T.M degrees at Union Theological Seminary and his doctorate in American history at Columbia. He is professor of historical studies, SUNY/Empire State College.

Ed McClellan writes from Bloomington, Ind.: “One the great pleasures of my retirement has been to become reacquainted with Glenn Hawkes. Glenn and I share a lifelong interest in K–12 education. I have especially come to appreciate Glenn’s work in Africa, where he has created a school for Rwandan children.

An update was received from Bob Reiser: “Life in Atlanta continues to be volunteering for several nonprofits and doing consulting work for Balentine, an Atlanta based investment advisory firm. Recently, after 40-plus years of writing investment commentary for clients, I took up two writing projects. Last year I finished writing a history of Georgia Shakespeare, a nonprofit theater in Atlanta, that went out of business after 28 years. I questioned why a theater with an excellent reputation for artistic excellence should suddenly fold. There were many contributing factors but by far the most important was the unwillingness of the staff and board to adopt budgets that were attainable. It makes an interesting case study for nonprofits in general and I hope to turn it into a college level case study. My other project was the completion of a first draft for a book, An Investment Guide to the U.S. Markets for the Foreign National. With the increasing wealth of investors outside of the United States it seemed to me that much of that money would flow into the U.S. as countries open up their capital markets. While it is true that there are literally thousands of investment books, I could not find any that specifically targeted the foreign national.

“My wife Margaret and I spend over a third of the year in Boothbay Harbor, Maine. Margaret chairs the board of the Coastal Maine Botanical Garden and I have joined the board of the YMCA. We find the contrast between small town living in New England and big city living in the south to offer a wide range of experiences.

The Wesleyan connection never seems far away. We visited with Neal and Tricia Schachtel at their home in St. Petersburg, and we were joined by Joan and Bob Chase ’59, who were passing through. We have gotten to know Bob and Joan through the Boothbay Harbor Yacht Club, which fortunately, does not require owning a yacht to be a member.”

The unexpected death of Thomas R. Patton III occurred on April 1, 2015, while traveling with his wife, Pam, in Australia. He was a long-time resident of Chatham, and formerly lived in Sudbury, Mass. Tom, born in Philadelphia, Pa., served as an officer in the U.S. Navy, worked for F.S. Moseley, joined a real estate development company and eventually formed his own real estate management company, The Alden Group, in Burlington, Mass. Tom was a resident and an engaged community member in Sudbury from 1969 to 1993. Tom and his family moved to Chatham in 1993 and opened the Carriage House Inn, which he and Pam sold in 1997. He was a realtor with Kinlin Grover Real Estate until his retirement in 2014.

Foster Morrison concludes this Class’61 column with some words on climate. “Being an environmentalist does not mean accepting a low standard of living. It means knowing that planet Earth can support only so many people: a few with a high standard of living or a lot more with a lower standard of living. It also means leaving a lot of land undeveloped and some underdeveloped to preserve the natural world and also assure environmental stability. For example, if global warming does not destabilize Earth’s life support systems, something else will. It’s just an obvious consequence of the Earth being finite. Strangely enough, or not so strangely if you understand them, economists think the global economy can expand exponentially forever. Anyone who has taken high school math (geometric series) should know better. Factoring in the fact that growth does vary takes a little calculus, which economists must do, but obviously they didn’t understand it.”

Respectfully submitted,

Jon K. Magendanz, DDS | jon@magendanz.com

902 39th Avenue West, Bradenton, FL 34205

CLASS OF 1962 | 2016 | ISSUE 2

Bob Gelardi reports that he is chairing the charity relations committee of the Destin Charity Wine Auction Foundation and is pleased that they just raised a record $2.65 million that will be donated to 14 local children’s charities. He says it has been the number four and number six wine auction in the country in the past two years. He writes, “It truly is greater to give than to receive, as we add smiles to the faces of thousands of kids in need.”

Eric Greenleaf and Lori have been living in Larkspur, Calif., in the redwoods for almost 30 years now. He says he is “still doing psychotherapy and training therapists, which lets me travel some.” Lori is producing shows for the local TV station. His son, Tatian, and daughter-in-law are both teachers and two grandsons (“9 and 6 and the delights of our lives”) go to his school. “I’d love to hear from classmates,” Eric writes.

Mike Riley and his wife, Sally, have moved from St. Augustine, Fla., where they’ve been since 2004, to the San Francisco area (Brentwood, in the East Bay area) to be nearer their son, Chris, and a brand new granddaughter, and to their daughter Roxane Williams ’95, who’s in Palo Alto with their other two grandchildren.

Milt Schroeder writes: “Retirement is still treating me well.” He says that he and Mary “are enjoying some traveling,” and he recounts a recent eight-day trip to Rome, with highlights being an excursion to Ostia Antica, an ancient port city not far from Rome, established around the 4th century BC, and attending a Mozart Requiem concert “performed in a historic church by a superb local group and orchestra.” Back in the USA, he says, “Now we are bracing for another hot Arizona summer but hope to escape some of the time to cooler climes.”

After dealing with medical challenges for nearly six months, Phil Putnam is recovering at home. He would enjoy hearing from his many friends and classmates: pgputnam@me.com, or feel free to send a note: 34 River Road Drive, Essex, CT 06426.

DAVID FISKE | davidfiske17@gmail.com

17 W. Buckingham Dr. Rehoboth Beach, DE 19971

CLASS OF 1963 | 2016 | ISSUE 2

David Youngblood of Lexington, Ky., retired last June after 48 years teaching English. David got his MAT at Harvard and then taught at Newton South High School for 20 years, enjoying the New England area. But all that changed in ’87, while grading AP tests in Princeton, N.J., when he noticed another grader, one Ellen Rosenman, then teaching at Dickinson College. After 5 p.m. they adjourned to the Bamboo Lounge. When she took a job at the University of Kentucky, he traveled there to “check the relationship out.” Marriage ensued. He moved to Lexington, got a job at the Thayer School and taught there for 28 years. They have two daughters, one in D.C., the other studying design in Richmond but studying in Copenhagen this summer. They hope to visit her this summer. In retirement David plays a lot of tennis, reads, and watches TV. Ellen loves horses, rides and takes lots of lessons. David said, “The core of my life was teaching high school and I’d still be teaching today but I hated grading papers!”

After graduation Robert Rideout joined the USAF, serving most of his tour as an air police officer at Ellsworth AFB, S.D. Thereafter he joined the CIA, focusing on economic analysis. He earned an MPA at Woodrow Wilson School, then spent 28 years in four different branches of the Bureau of the Budget and OMB as a budget examiner and later a branch chief. “To summarize my career: In 28 years there, we only balanced the budget 28 days!” He continued: “In ’97 I retired so I could spend more time working with the senior high youth group at our church, visiting youth group members who were hospitalized. Thus I discovered the lay chaplaincy visitor program and continued to serve in pediatrics until we moved to Columbus, Ohio, in ’04. There I took 1,600 hours of clinical pastoral education at Children’s Hospital, was ordained a vocational deacon in the Episcopal Church, and served a couple of nights a month as a chaplain.” He and his wife, Marti, are less that 10 minutes from their daughter and her three sons. They also have a son, married with three children, a lieutenant colonel in the USMC. He’s just finishing Naval War College and they often travel to visit his family when he’s not stationed in a war zone. Robert met his wife in ’69. She is now easing herself out of a 25-year career as a parish musician at the Church of the Good Shepherd in Columbus. Robert is proud of her: she’s quite well know for the extent and quality of her church music work throughout the Episcopal Church. For relaxation Robert likes to garden: “plant stuff and see if it grows”.

Larry Shultes, who lives in Doylesown, Pa., retired 20 years ago after 35 years as an actuary with Prudential. He volunteers with Meals On Wheels, but his primary focus is the group his wife, Anne, was working with, which was making recordings for people who are either blind or dyslexic. They record books for schools and he does post recording work. Larry and Anne went to the same high school. Her freshman year of college, she went to Stanford—but cross-country air fares vs. weekend car trips back and forth from Mt. Holyoke? So she transferred there and they saw a lot of each other, both graduating in ’63. They have three grown sons, 49, 51 and 53, and nine grandchildren. Besides volunteer work, Larry plays bridge and golf, which he started at age 10, playing with his parents. His former five-handicap is aging, too.

David Brill, of Chambersburg, Pa., retired four-and-a-half years ago from his practice in radiology and nuclear medicine: “I’m not a doctor anymore.” Throughout all his studies he was totally focused on learning medicine and the “new technical language of 40,000 words that came with it. And I’m finally getting my parents’ money’s worth out of the liberal arts education I missed!” He’s reading classics like The Iliad, The Odyssey and Ovid’s Metamorphoses. “Now I can take online courses in art or calculus. And to understand classical art, which has so many mythological figures, I felt I had to study Greek and Roman mythology.” David is also a Rotarian and goes to the gym a lot. For the first 28 years of his medical practice David worked at the Geisinger Medical Center in Danville, Pa. The next 12 years he worked with a private radiology group. As he was in nuclear medicine, he became very interested in the safe storage, recycling or re-use of nuclear material. It’s a second marriage for both he and Anne; their children are two dogs and a cat. They don’t travel much, as reliable dog sitters are sometimes not so reliable.

From Greenwich, Conn., Ron Wilson and his wife, Eddie, have two children, a daughter, 48, and a son, 45. Their daughter recently got remarried, bringing three new grandchildren into their lives. Now they have eight grandchildren, ages 27 through twins, age 10. They are do-it-yourself caretakers of their venerable, 113-year-old home. In fact, when we were scheduled to talk, I called but Ron was rushing to take Eddie to the hospital, because she’d just cut herself as they were doing some repair work. Happily, it turned out to be minor and within the coverage of her last tetanus shot. He says that they’ve done so much home maintenance that they could probably hire themselves out for odd-job work. Ron, a constant gardener there for 43 years, now has to start cutting out some overgrown things. They also enjoy visiting museums and old mansions. When young, he and Eddie were neighbors in Brooklyn and their mothers had been good friends. High school sweethearts, they took some time apart but reconnected in college (though she was at the University of Miami. [Ed. note: For a great story of their courtship and marriage, go to classnotes.blogs.wesleyan.edu/.] In ’03, Ron retired from his ophthalmology practice. Eddie also retired the same year, as she had been his office manager in their in-home office.

Sad news: Last May, Wesleyan received an e-mail from Philip J. Miller ’67 that Bruce Miller died Dec. 6, 2014. After graduation Bruce spent the summer in Kenya with Operation Crossroads assisting with health and medical projects. He got his MD in ’67 and specialized in ophthalmology. He then served four years in the USN at Charleston Naval Base, achieving the rank lieutenant commander. Thereafter he spent his entire medical career at the Corpus Christie Clinic in Champaign-Urbana, where he served as president of the medical board at the Christie Clinic and was professor emeritus at the University of Illinois Medical School. Afflicted with cancer for 10 years, he gradually retired to Banner Elk, N.C., where he and his wife, Marinette, became residents. They also spent half their time in Baillé, France, and Bruce became very proficient in French, Marinnete’s native language. They had many mini-reunions with Dave Allen and his wife, Kathy, at the Allen’s home in Pinehurst. Bruce was greatly respected and loved, and is deeply missed.

BYRON S. MILLER | tigr10@optonline.net

5 Clapboard Hill Rd., Westport, CT 06880

CLASS OF 1964 | 2016 | ISSUE 2

I’m back in my recliner, once again, taking on my assignment of sharing updates about our class. In this age of social media, I’m not sure where my conversation fits into the mosaic of our common memories. I am present to the phrase about Wesleyan that we all share, “shrine of long ago.” I just hesitated for a moment in recalling whether it was “long ago” or “long, long ago.” I can still see “the altar fires our fathers lit”—as long as I have my glasses on (cataracts aren’t an issue yet).

I love my iPad, which I have trained to store tidbits about our class members and, by the efficiency of copy-and-paste, my labor is minimal. A retired physician with whom I play golf every week commented to me that I was a minimalist as I guided our cart through thick and thin. No wonder—he had so many academic credentials justifying his comment about your class secretary. My dad, who is 95 years young, recently was seen by a dermatology physician assistant, who happened to have shadowed me one month during his training, and who asked if he was related to me. Upon learning he was my father, he shared how amazed he was assisting me on a C-section and seeing how quickly I handled the case, while carrying on conversations about news, weather, and sports.

Back to my task. Stephen Baker, M.D., writes: “I have just retired after 25 years as chair of radiology and associate dean at New Jersey Medical School. Way back when, I was able to study geography at Columbia, courtesy of the GI Bill, and then I taught there for many years for fun. Now after combining my two interests interior spaces and distant places, I have become liberated to learn more about the world as a discipline and a destination.”

Daniel Davis, M.D., texted: “I am finally retiring after 19-plus years in the Division of Bone, Reproductive and Urologic Products (DBRUP) at the FDA in Silver Spring, Md. After 21 years practicing OB-GYN in western Massachusetts (1975–96), the transition to the FDA was perfect, with no night call and a flexible work schedule. Highlights have been working with drugs for contraception, emergency contraception, medical abortion, GYN disorders, and female sexual dysfunction. I’m looking forward to more time with family, tennis and golf, church work (my spouse, Suzanne, is an ordained UCC pastor), and volunteer activities.”

Bob Rutherford is still “doing some volunteer orthopedics—teaching family medicine residents and working at two clinics for underserved patients. I’m taking photography classes, traveling, riding my bike, playing pickle ball and still snowboarding. Worse yet at my age, my wife of 45 years, Diane, and I are building a house. Diane decided she didn’t like the condo to which we downsized in Coeur d’Alene, and we couldn’t find one to buy that was ‘just right.’ So…happy wife, happy life. There aren’t many Wesleyan alumni out here in north Idaho, but we have enjoyed getting together with Lang Dayton and John Jones over the years.”

From Roger Montgomery: “After working many years in Southeast Asia (mostly Indonesia) my wife, Barbara, and I have retired in London, UK, where we have lived for the past 25 years. Anyone coming through London is invited to bend the elbow at 7 p.m. any evening: 25 Belsize Crescent, London NW3 5QY. Phone: +44 207 794 1254.

“P.S. My wife, Barbara Bisco Montgomery, has published three novels, all of which take place in Southeast Asia. All available from Amazon or the Book Depository (free postage from the latter).”

Reunion and Commencement Weekend is fast approaching. I hope a memorable time will be had by all. I’m exploring the easiest way to look in on the festivities and listen to the speakers all from my recliner. What a year with the political winds blowing every which way and the Summer Olympics in August. This is a Ryder Cup year, with the matches in the USA this time. But more important, will “the Cubbies” be in the “Fall Classic” and raise a World Series championship banner over Wrigley Field?

I’m not in my recliner as I add some sad news. I’m at the “Y” and just received notification of the passing of Jim Workman on April 25th. He was always someone who cared about others and I know family, friends, and colleagues will truly miss him. After Wesleyan, he received a law degree from Harvard and practiced law in Wisconsin. Since his retirement, he contributed his time to church and community and was a true leader.

I recently lost a close friend and pastor who I believe is in a new place, much like a spaceship speeding through time and space. Someday I will meet up with those who have passed on, and it will be but a short time for them and a longer time for those of us still in this dimension.

TED MANOS, M.D. | ted_manos@yahoo.com