CLASS OF 1938 | 2015 | ISSUE 3

The Class of ’38 got a little bit smaller last week.

I always appreciate when I am given more time to get the news from those incredible graduates from ’38. I don’t like sharing sad news but, alas, that what I must do. Last Thursday, Oct. 22, Leonard Weinstein passed away. I spoke with Suzanne, his wife of 64 years, who told me he died of renal failure. I was very surprised, because Len seemed to be in good health the last time we spoke in the summer. I have sent a copy of his obit to the editors. You may remember that I didn’t always connect with Leonard in time for an issue’s deadline. But more often than not, I’d come home to an answering machine with his news on it. And of course that would prompt another phone call, and eventually we’d have something for the next deadline. Len spent most of his life in Conn., not far from a fellow classmate, Ed See. I remember how much Len enjoyed his tennis games. I was also amazed at how long he worked as a personal financial adviser. He used to split his time between Conn. and Fla. but the last few years or so were spent solely on Longboat Key. When we spoke this past summer, he reflected on how lucky he felt to still be living in his own home at 98 years old. I am glad to know he was able to stay in such a peaceful-sounding spot. Our thoughts go out to Suzanne and his family. We wish you much strength during such a difficult time.

On a completely different note, family is coming to visit two of the fellows these next few weeks, all around the celebration of birthdays. Curt Smith turns 98 this Oct. 28th. Daughters Maggie and Suzanne will be visiting from the West Coast. His son, Phil, is already out in Providence, so he’ll be there as well. Curt is on a positive path to health. The minor stroke we mentioned in the last issue still presents its challenges but overall he is feeling much stronger. When we spoke, the Pope had just returned to Italy after his visit to the States. We reflected on the Pope’s visit to the White House and what may come of that. We also spoke about the massive migration in Eastern Europe coming from Syria and Iraq. Curt always keeps me thinking about the big picture. I appreciate his perspective on the world and how we can help to make it a better place. I try to remind him how he needs to get that singing group going, and how that will make the world a better place, too.

The other birthday belongs to Bob Porter, who on Nov. 7th will turn 100 years old. I wonder how many other Wesleyan grads have become centenarians? Family will be coming from various locales to Naples, Fla., to celebrate this wonderful event. Not to be forgotten, his wife, Doris, will be celebrating her 98th birthday Oct. 27th. So there should be quite the joy happening at the Porter home. Even though it’s been almost 80 years since Bob was at Wesleyan, he was asking about a German exchange student who had joined them for a year. He told me a little about him and wondered what happened to him. So if anyone reading this has any thoughts on this, please pass them along. We did manage to slip a little politics into our conversation: Bob mentioned that Bernie Sanders seemed like a remarkable character. “If he could get anything accomplished, it would be amazing.” But amazing in a good way is what I heard, not cynical at all. Well, Bob, you’ll just have to stick around to find out.

My last phone call was to Art Kingsbury, also in Florida. No birthdays here until April, but Art did say they’d had a reunion of sorts recently. Sons and daughters-in-law, grandchildren, and great -grandchildren all gathered in Venice, Fla. He said that hadn’t happened since his 90th birthday probably. It was a wonderful get-together. Art was happy to report a sprained leg was finally on the mend. It took him out of commission for about six weeks. There was some concern it might be a deep clot, but thankfully it was just a deep sprain. He’s been back on it for the past six weeks, back to his daily walks. We weren’t able to chat too long, due to company coming over. He said he was glad to be back on his feet and wishes everyone the very best. He also added that Diane is well and that she still enjoy growing the butterflies!

So some sad news and good news, but I guess it is to be expected as we head towards the 80th anniversary of the fellow’s sophomore year. My garden bloomed the largest pink dahlia I’ve ever grown and I am convinced it was Bill Heisler’s way of saying hello to the universe.

Let’s hope the winter keeps everyone healthy and strong and I hope we aren’t going too crazy from the political ads that I am sure are only going to ramp up in the months ahead.

GRACE BENNETT
daughter of the late Walter Bennett ’38
8104 39th Avenue, S.W., Seattle, WA 98136

CLASS OF 1955 | 2015 | ISSUE 3

Sad to let you know, we’ve lost another member of our class. On July 16, 2015, Hoyt Chapin passed away at his home in New London, N.H. Hoyt went on to the Columbia University School of Business in New York upon graduation from Wesleyan and began his career in home furnishings at both Bloomingdale’s and Dansk International Designs. The majority of his work life was in the retail sector as owner and president of the Pottery Barn, Inc., until his retirement. He was recognized and known for his forward thinking and creative entrepreneurial approach to good contemporary design at a great price. Hoyt retired to New London and Vero Beach, Fla., where, according to information received, he remained involved in several business adventures, including creation of two developments—Browns Hills and the Georges Mills Boat Club in Sunapee, N.H. An active member of the New London community, Hoyt served as a director of the Little Sunapee Protective Association, New London Hospital, and the Kearsage Council on Aging.

Note: Wesleyan was notified of Hoyt’s passing by his daughter, Deborah Chapin ’81 and I know I speak for all of us in offering our sincere condolences to her and her family.

Yours truly has logged 4,493 cycling miles as of Oct. 4, and with any luck, should reach the annual target of 5,000 miles by year end. I mention “luck,” as I had the misfortune of being guilty of committing a rookie error on Sept. 27, by my failure to consume sufficient liquid during an aggressive 31-mile ride. Completed the ride, loaded my bike back into the car, discussed where we were going to snack and then, while removing my cycling shoes as I sat on the bumper of my car, I passed out. When I came to, I was in an ambulance on my way to the nearest hospital (four miles away). Two of my riding companions joined me in the emergency room and watched as the ER nurse hooked up an IV and gave me a “lecture” on the need to drink while riding. Stayed overnight while the usual protocol was performed (CT scan, MRI, echo test, neurological evaluation, etc.) and was released. Hope to be back in the saddle in a day or two, once the soreness lessens and of course, plan on being a good “student” by consuming more fluids more often! Really felt pretty lucky I came away from the experience with four stitches and a few bruises. But, to be truthful, I was certainly embarrassed!!!

To all of you, I’d really appreciate a word or two to share with classmates if you have a moment. And, know my sincere best wishes for health and happiness are sent to you and your loved ones.

DONALD J. BRAVERMAN | ybikedon@bellsouth.net

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

JOHN S. “JACK” McINTOSH

JOHN S. “JACK” McINTOSH, Foss Professor of Physics, Emeritus, died Dec. 13, 2015, at age 92. He received his B.S., M.S., and Ph.D. from Yale University, and came to Wesleyan in 1963. An expert on sauropod dinosaurs, as well as a physics professor and department chair at Wesleyan, he inspired countless students, colleagues, friends, and family. He is known for determining the correct skull of Apatosaurus at the Carnegie Museum of Natural History in Pittsburgh, and in 2010 was honored by having a newly discovered species named Abydosaurus mcintoshii. He flew reconnaissance in World War II before becoming a theoretical nuclear physicist whose lifelong avocation was paleontology. Survivors include a sister-in-law, four nieces, four nephews, and numerous great-nieces and nephews.

WILLIAM FIRSHEIN

WILLIAM FIRSHEIN, Daniel Ayres Professor of Biology, Emeritus, died Dec. 7, 2015. He was 85. After receiving his B.S. from Brooklyn College and his M.S. and Ph.D. from Rutgers University, he came to Wesleyan in 1958 and taught for 47 years. He was elected to Sigma Xi. An active scholar who was awarded research grants totaling more than $2 million over his career, he investigated the molecular biology of DNA replication cell division in Bacillus subtilis and Escherichia coli and their plasmids. In his most recent book, The Infectious Microbe, published in January 2014, he discussed the relationship between humans and viruses and illustrated how pathogens are spread. This book was based on a very popular general education course that he taught for decades. He was a founding member of the Molecular Biology and Biochemistry Department, and served as chair of MB&B for seven years, and as chair of Biology for three years. He was instrumental in the establishment of the Ph.D. programs in Biology and MB&B. Molecular Biology and Biochemistry has awarded the William Firshein Prize in his honor each year to the graduating student who has contributed the most to the interests and character of the MB&B department. His friend, Anthony Infante, Professor of Molecular Biology and Biochemistry, Emeritus, said, “He was a true friend to his colleagues and always available for effective useful advice and guidance to the young faculty.” His wife, Anna, and five children survive.

JON K. BARLOW

JON K. BARLOW, Professor of Music, Emeritus, died Dec. 15, 2015. He was 73. After receiving his B.A. and M.A. from Cornell University, where he was elected to Phi Beta Kappa, he joined the faculty at Wesleyan and taught in the music department for 34 years. Grounded in Western music history, he expanded his horizons geographically and conceptually, constantly creating innovative courses that attracted serious students. Many of his students went on to become established composers, performers, musicologists, and ethnomusicologists. He was very proud of the interdisciplinary courses he taught, including a course on the metaphysics of baseball. He also co-taught courses with Joe Reed and Bob Rosenbaum, focusing on the films of John Ford, the novels of William Faulkner, and the music of Charles Ives. These courses reflected not only his love of teaching, but also his belief that his best teaching occurred while he was learning and that Wesleyan was a special place to have offered him the opportunity to learn alongside and from his own students. According to his friend and colleague, Mark Slobin, Winslow-Kaplan Professor of Music, “He was a brilliant and original pianist who collaborated with eminent composers and performers, mostly at Wesleyan, and did individualistic scholarship on figures ranging from the medieval Guido d’Arezzo to the New Englander Charles Ives.” He maintained an active program of research in retirement. Survivors include his wife, Muriel Barlow, two children, a foster daughter, and two grandchildren.

SONYA C. CRAMER ’88

SONYA C. CRAMER, a singer, graphic designer, and art director, died Oct. 9, 2015. She was 50. An acclaimed singer who uniquely carried on her family’s musical heritage, as well as a graphic designer, she brought the two together in her longtime collaboration with Smithsonian Folkways Records. Her dynamic artistic life encompassed music, singing, design, collage, bookmaking, poetry, and arts and crafts. She was the daughter of John Cohen, of the folk revival music group, The New Lost City Ramblers, and Penelope Seeger, a potter whose elder siblings were folk musicians Mike, Peggy, and Pete Seeger. She was the granddaughter of seminal musicologist Charles Seeger and the avant-garde composer Ruth Crawford Seeger. She received her Wesleyan degree with honors in Art and Architecture. At Wesleyan, she explored the connections between feminist theory and art through book arts, printmaking, and collage. She began to study and perform in a range of world music styles, along with her family tradition of folk Americana. She sang South Indian music, and in 1990 she traveled to Madras, India to continue her vocal studies of Carnatic music. She met her future husband, Reid Cramer, at Wesleyan, and together they moved to New York City where she worked in film and television with Children’s Television Workshop and the Ginger Group. She also designed exhibitions for the Municipal Art Society of New York, and first began to work professionally as a graphic designer. She continued her visual and book arts education with courses at Cooper Union, the New School, and the School for Visual Arts. While in New York, she became the vocalist for a “chamber folk” music group called Last Forever. In 1997, Last Forever released a self-titled album for Nonesuch Records, followed by Trainfare Home (2000). Later albums appeared on StorySound Records, including Acres of Diamonds (2015). She sang on two records of material from the songbooks of her grandmother, Ruth Crawford Seeger: American Folksongs for Christmas (1989), and Animal Folksongs for Children (1992), both on Rounder Records. She sang with her mother, Penny, brother Rufus, uncle Mike Seeger, aunt Peggy Seeger, and her cousins, Neill MacColl, Calum MacColl, Kitty MacColl, and Kim Seeger. She designed the CD, her first of many projects packaging music, and loved singing and sharing a musical project with her mother and her extended family. As a singer and musician, she performed and recorded a range of original, folk, and world music. While in New York, she studied and performed Eastern European and Bulgarian singing as well. On the Grammy-winning Pete Seeger at 89 (2008), she sang the translated Japanese poem that Pete Seeger set to music, “When I Was Most Beautiful.” The two performed this song together in March 2007 at the Library of Congress. Besides singing with Last Forever and her family, she sang with others. In 1993, she and her husband moved to Austin, Texas, where she was a full-time graphic designer until the birth of their daughter, Dio, in January 1998. During this period, she worked with the firm GoMedia until it was bought by Excite, the search engine. Later, she worked with a series of public interest and nonprofit organizations. She collaborated with Charles Santos and Eugene Sepulveda on the Austin Festival of Dance, art-directing what was then the largest dance-related AIDS-care benefit in the country. When her husband took a job at the White House in 1998, the family moved to Takoma Park, Maryland. Their son, Gabel, was born in July 2000. She added the name Cramer to her own for professional and personal reasons and, as Sonya Cohen Cramer, became an influential designer and art director. For Smithsonian Folkways Records—a label founded by her godfather, Moe Asch—she designed over sixty CD and record packages of folk and world music, a number of which were nominated for Grammy Awards. Through Folkways, she worked with the Aga Khan Foundation, designing the Music of Central Asia series of recordings and companion book. Her design work on a series of Folkways Records was especially gratifying. As art director for The Sounding Joy: Christmas Songs In and Out of the Ruth Crawford Seeger Songbook (2013), she helped more people connect to her grandmother’s legacy. Throughout her life, she delighted in making things. Along with various arts and crafts, she designed and constructed limited edition art books that often took the form of wedding invitations and family announcements. One of her last projects was a collection of handmade scarves made by felting recycled cashmere sweaters found in thrift stores and sewn together in a style inspired by the quilts of Gee’s Bend. Sold at the 2014 Takoma Craft Show, she called the project, “What I Felt.” She loved living in Takoma Park and was an active member of the community. When her children attended the Acorn Hill Waldorf Kindergarten and Nursery—not far from the house where her mother was born—she designed the school’s community cookbook, Welcome to Our Table, and included her favorite family recipes. She was a founding member of the Takoma Mother-Daughter Book Group, a successful decade-long endeavor, and a contributor to the costume crew for the Montgomery Blair High School Players. She is survived by her partner and husband of 27 years, Reid Cramer; their two children; her father, John Cohen; her brother; and a cousin, Katherine Seeger ’77.

NANCY C. BLEMLY ’75

NANCY C. BLEMLY, 62, a retired manager at the National Security Agency, died Nov. 3, 2015. She received her degree in astronomy and then a master’s from Case Western Reserve University in 1981. After graduation from Wesleyan she went to work at the N.S.A., initially in technical positions and retiring as a manger in 2014. She had a passion for genealogy and enjoyed quilting. Survivors include her husband, Mike Blemly, a son, and a large extended family.

DAVID G. SWANSON ’73

DAVID G. SWANSON, 63, a regional and urban planner, died Oct. 12, 2015. After receiving his degree he joined AmeriCorps VISTA in Redding, Calif., and then earned a master’s degree in Regional and Urban Planning from San Jose State University. He began working for the City of Salinas in the city’s community development block grant program and is credited with overseeing the city’s housing rehabilitation program, the city’s housing program, and federal grants for road, drainage and other public improvements. He provided his technical knowledge and assistance in the development of housing projects for the homeless and the elderly. After retirement he continued to volunteer, preparing hot lunches for the homeless and tutoring local students. His wife, Mary Orrison, survives, as do two sons, one granddaughter, and two sisters.

GEOFFREY D. SMITH ’72

GEOFFREY D. SMITH, who worked for the I.R.S. for 40 years, died June 27, 2015. He was 65. A management analyst, he was also a runner and an avid reader. For many years he volunteered to coach softball and basketball to men and women with special needs. He is survived by his wife, Durinda Garvey Smith, three children, three brothers, and 12 nieces and nephews.