Tag: 1963

Douglas H. Sprenkle ’63 passed away on Aug. 16, 2018. A full obituary can be found here.

Walt Pilcher’s hometown, Greensboro, N.C., escaped most of Florence’s wrath. Walt is busy writing novels. He just sent his fourth, Everybody Shrugs, off to his publisher, Fantastic Books in the U.K. “I’ve been retired from the panty hose business since 2000. You know, L’Eggs was what I worked on for years.” He and his wife of 63 years, Carol, have three children: a son, 52; twin daughters, 50; and six grandchildren, five boys and one girl, ages 10 to 21. As I have often heard with classmates who are now grandfathers, he struggled recalling all their ages and turned to his wife for help. Of course, she nailed it. Carol is also retired from both childrearing and being a RN. She likes to paint and is an eager golfer. Walt golfs too, but now plays with a group of men all pretty much his age. It’s a “low key group—no betting, an agreed upon number of mulligans each nine, and no great concern for handicap lowering scores.” They both go to Global Awakening conferences and belong to Grace Church in High Point, N.C.

Steve Weil has moved from far east Oregon (Pendleton) to far west Oregon (Portland). He has two sons from a former marriage, 44 and 43, and one grandson, 4, whom he Skypes with daily. He and his wife of 27 years, Wendell, have a daughter, Keaton, who is in a gap year after college and is applying to med school where she is considering focusing on cancer research. Wendell is about to become a grandparent too as a daughter-in-law has just become pregnant.

Steve’s older brother, Marty Weil ’59, is the longest-serving employee of the Washington Post. He has worked on the night shift there for many, many years.

Bill Wood lives in Virginia Beach and has nice view of the Chesapeake Bay. He retired in 2004 from the Virginia Beach Department of Human Services, where his focus was on behavioral health. He and wife Nancy now travel extensively on month-long trips abroad. Married in 1964, they have two daughters, 52 and 49, and two granddaughters, 16 and 14. Nancy, now retired too, is an ordained Episcopal deacon and worked as a hospital chaplain. For the past five years, they have lived in a retirement center which has an excellent fitness facility. They use it a lot and it helps to keep them active. A popular summer sport there is lawn croquet “of the bumpy lawn variety,” but now Ping-Pong season is almost upon them.

Barre Seibert is “mostly retired” though he still does some financial consulting work. He and wife Julia live in Clyde Hill, Wash., where he is an active member of the town council. Julia was a high school teacher and now, like Barre, is “mostly retired.” She is quite active helping their local library, especially with fundraising. They have two daughters, 48 and 46, and seven grandchildren, ages 7 to 16. They enjoy traveling. Recent trips were to Hawaii and Mexico. Barre’s favorite hobby is gardening. Although he plants flowers, vegetables sounded like a greater interest. In fact, when I phoned, Julia called him in from the backyard where he was in full fall vegetable harvest mode, some of his crop headed straight to their table, others for storage, and some to go to neighbors and friends.

Linwood Small lives five months a year in Raymond, Maine, where he grew up and the other seven in Blythewood, S.C. Linwood has his PhD in psychology and taught psych for many years at Columbia College in South Carolina. After retiring from there in 1999, he taught psych part-time for 12 years at Cappella University. Linwood’s wife, Judith, a psychologist, too, is also retired after serving as a staff psychologist for the University of South Carolina. They were married in 1974. He is a stepfather to her three grown children, ages 62, 60, and 58, and step-grandfather to her four grandchildren.

Like Linwood, Barry Craig spends time in two different states. Though he says he “pretty much retired” he spends a third of his time up in Pascoag, R.I., working as trustee for an estate. He and wife Gina, whom he married in 1969, live in Mount Juliet, Tenn. He used to drive up to Rhode Island and did not mind the two-day trip. But now he finds it’s cheaper and more relaxing to fly. Gina is also retired, having at one time worked for Burger King. She was in charge of all its nonprofit activities, such as corporate donations. They are now much involved with their new puppy, teaching it what not to chew inside and what definitely to do outside.

Some sad news: John Corn died passed away over the summer. You can find his obituary at magazine.wesleyan.edu.

Byron S. Miller | tigr10@optonline.net
5 Clapboard Hill Rd., Westport, CT 06880

Our 55th is now history. And it has been a few months since 21 of us gathered to consider our lives then, now, and in the future. Here they are in alphabetical order—Tucker Andersen, Colby Andrus, Harvey Bagg, Gerald Baliles, Howard Black, Dave Buddington, Jim Dresser, Jack Emmott, Doug Evelyn, Bob Gallamore, Fritz Henn, Ronald Herriott, John Kikoski, Dave Landgraf, Stan Lewis, Byron Miller, Bill Roberts, Don Sexton, Fred Taylor, Peter Treffers, and Ron Wilson. We were aided and abetted by John Driscoll ’62, whom we dubbed an honorary classmate.

Prior to Reunion, several classmates (Marty Hatch, Jim Dooney, Russ Richey, Bill Roberts, Dave Landgraf, Harvey Bagg, Jim Dresser, John Kikoski, Peter Treffers, Doug Evelyn, Don Sexton, and I) worked hard at planning our schedule. Kate Quigley Lynch ’82 was our primary planning support staff member at WesU throughout it all.

The weekend began Friday afternoon with a moving seminar led by Bill Roberts on the circle of life and rites of passage, with the focus being on rites for those approaching “elderly” status, which now applies to us. That conversation continued at our class reception that evening.

Saturday’s highlight was a related discussion among ourselves, including many spouses, on the challenges that come at our age. The discussion was both reflective and broad, touching on ongoing education, current personal life experiences, and ideas to add new meaning to our lives. With four classmates who were former Wesleyan trustees among the returnees, we also probed the condition of the University today and its continued vitality in producing critical thinking and engaged citizens.

At lunch for all classes post-50th, we heard from Athletic Director Mike Whalen ’83, who talked about the gratifying increase in WesU’s athletic success. We are no longer the doormat of the Little Three. As you may have heard, on Graduation Day our varsity men’s lacrosse team won a first-ever team National Championship for WesU!

On Saturday evening, our honored professors emeriti guests were Richard Buel, Dick Miller, and Mark Slobin. Like at our 50th, we watched a slide show of artworks of 10 classmates (Colby Andrus, Stan Lewis, Tom McKnight, Byron Miller, Don Sexton, Dan Snyder, George Tapley, Bob Travis, Lew Whitney, and Scott Wilson), but unlike our past Reunion dinners, we tried our hand at karaoke and all joined in to sing the Highway Men’s “Michael Row Your Boat Ashore.”

On a sad note, I received word of the passing of Jim Reynolds. Originally from Longmeadow, Mass., he loved athletics and could be drawn easily into the smallest argument about sports, especially with Steve Humphrey. Jim was especially proud of his son’s elevation to major league umpiring. Many in the Lodge and beyond will miss him.

In the next edition of our magazine, I will return to reports of individual classmates, and while at Reunion, I was given names of some who are thought to have never appeared or have not been heard from in these notes for too long a time. I know it’s early but let this be your first invitation to come back to our 60th Reunion. Mark your 2023 calendar for May 25 to May 28 when we hope to gather again. Till then, be careful crossing streets, look both ways, and practice breathing in and out diligently every day.

Byron S. Miller | tigr10@optonline.net
5 Clapboard Hill Rd., Westport, CT 06880

Class of 1963 Endowed Wesleyan Scholarship Fund

John Lewis Jr. ’21, Newark, NJ

Ron Tallmanis living in St. Augustine. Way back in the ’80s, he was director of the American Association for Canadian Studies at the University of Maine, the largest center for such studies in the U.S. But more recently, when he retired in 2002 it was as dean of Roosevelt University, Chicago. Noel, his wife, retired from advertising in 2007. They really enjoy taking cruises and have taken so many that he was not even sure how many. Possibly 20, he guessed. They find it much easier to travel that way. No hauling luggage around or changing from hotel to hotel. He and Noel recently bought a wonderful single-family dwelling in a retirement community and moved there after some renovations. He thinks they might be the youngest residents there and they are very pleased with the community. Lots of interesting and friendly fellow residents and a wide range of activities to choose from. He listed a few—monthly van group trips to high-end restaurants (always a sober driver to bring them home), free Uber drivers, golfing (Noel is very good! and he played golf at WESU). They once went to the Open at St. Andrews. “Great fun!” Ron has two daughters from a previous marriage. The eldest, 53, is the United Nation’s deputy high commissioner for refugees in Geneva and has two children. The youngest just turned 50 and is a teacher about to start teaching in Houston, Texas, and has 3 children. Ron’s grandchildren range in age from 12 to 22, but sadly, due to geographical distance, he sometimes only sees them once a year.

While John Coatsworth is in only in his seventh year as provost at Columbia University, he and Patricia are in their 53rd year of marriage.Prior to coming to Columbia, John was the Monroe Gutman Professor of Latin American Affairs at Harvard where he also founded the David Rockefeller Center for Latin American Studies. He was also president of the American Historical Association. Due to his job he travels a lot to both Europe and South America. He and Patricia find so much to do in NYC that they “travel” more around town, especially to the ballet, than abroad. However, they did recently enjoy a brief relaxing and warm “escape” to Punta Canna in the Dominican Republic. John was originally a member of the class of ’62 but during his junior year abroad in Paris with a group of COL students, his mother, “our family bread winner” got sick and he took the year off and returned home to work and support his family. “Wesleyan was wonderfully helpful in allowing me to keep my scholarship and return and graduate a year later.” John has fond memories of being a member of the John Wesley Club. It was a great place to be, filled with wonderful odd balls and radicals. When I asked him about the rumors that inhabitants there might have partaken of substances not yet legalized in Connecticut, he replied, “Not so much so, but we did have some residents who were very accomplished chemists.”

John Bednarik lives with his wife Leslie Woods in Montville, Maine, which he said is located “halfway between Liberty and Freedom, with Hope just down the road.” (Confirmed by Google Maps!) John retired at 55 from the Bath Iron Works in Brunswick, Maine, which now builds Arleigh-Burke class frigates, all stealth and as large as WWII cruisers. He was in their computer department and had worked there for 14 years. From high school in New Mexico, John was recruited by the wide-ranging diversity policy of Victor Butterfield who wanted not only more out-of-state, but also way, way out-of state students. “I was a high school state champion. A very hot wrestling prospect in New Mexico but was lured east. Initially I lived in a small apartment in Butterfield’s house. There, as part of my scholarship pay-back, I waited at many official banquets and met lots of interesting visiting scholars and lecturers, including Paul Horgan. As a freshman, I was New England champ (135 pounds), but found the training and dieting too tiring. Also, I was getting very interested in my studies. So, I retired from sports, eventually joining the COL and got very interested in French literature. I spent the second half of my sophomore year in Paris and translated a History of the Wife of Pontheuwhile there. I majored in French, minored in Russian, with lots of psych courses too. After graduation, I got a letter from the New Mexico draft board inviting me to come and see if I was qualified to defend our country. I flunked the physical, but passed the Army Language school requirement, and was sent first to their language school. Studied Russian, Czech—with the name Bednarik, a piece of cake, that was my family history! And then on to the Army Security Agency.” He met Leslie while out in Monterey at language school. She has a very different family background from his—her family came over on the Fortune, the second English ship after the Mayflower. But that did not prove to be an obstacle. They dated for six weeks and got married. Initially they lived in NYC where John heard of a training program offered by IBM.  He applied, was hired, trained, and took to computers with ease. “Database was just like learning another language and was easy for me.” For a while they lived in New Fairfield, Conn., where he worked for Control Data, but after vacationing in Maine and Canada, they decided they wanted out and bought 135 acres in Waterville, Maine in 1967 and eventually moved up there in 1980. They grow most of their own food, including sheep and vegetables. In retirement John does his own iron work—welding iron animals and fanciful creatures as well as making ceramic candelabras. He has taken numerous adult education classes and now is improving his Spanish. He also speaks German, French, and Czech. That John is enjoying himself in his retirement came across very clearly. He, too, has fond memories of the JWC, having lived there after returning from France.

Daniel Dennett wrote, “I spent just freshman year at Wesleyan in the class of ’63 before transferring to Harvard to work with W.V.O. Quine, who became a life-long hero of mine. The year at Wesleyan was a deep and formative experience for me. Three teachers, Robert Benson, the historian, Louis Mink, the philosopher, and Henry Kyberg, a visiting logician from Princeton, inspired me for years. Two fellow freshmen, Stan Lewis and Spike D’arthenay ’64 showed me that art, music and poetry were even more wonderful than I already thought, while at the same time showing me by their very great talent and insight that there might be other worlds for me to excel in. I shudder to think of some of the obnoxious and narrow-minded things I did back then. I apologize and hope that any whom I might have embarrassed back in ’59-60 will chalk it up to my immaturity and over-eagerness to impress. It was a great year for me and it laid the foundation for what has been a gratifying life of adventure and accomplishment. I am still married to the woman I met later in 1960. We have two children, both married, and five grandchildren. After 40 years, we sold our farm in Blue Hills, Maine, and now spend summers in a house on Little Deer Isle, Maine.”  Dan has a very impressive array of accomplishments—world-wide lectures/workshops, numerous articles and books, and is a recipient of the Netherlands highest honor presented by Queen Beatrix. There is a very interesting article about Dan in the March 27, 2017 issue of the New Yorker, written by Joshua Rothman entitled, “Daniel Dennett’s Science of the Soul.”

James Ferguson, long been retired from his consulting work, is very active as administrator of the Washington Soccer Club in D.C. It has a youthful membership of under 200 and is very serious about high-level training for young soccer players. It has only travel teams and does not play in any recreational league. They are understandably proud that three of their graduates have made it onto the U.S. national teams. We remember Jim in sports for football or wrestling, but many years ago, as his sons got into soccer, Jim did too. Eventually, he wound up as rules chairman for the National Youth Soccer Association and sat on the Rules Committee of the National Soccer Federation. Jim took up writing when his granddaughter, Nora, was 9 (she’s now 18). He wrote a story for her (“and all children under 70″) called Nora, The Checkerboard Duckling, which he says his friends all like. While book publishers like it too, none has yet been able to decide what age would be its target.  He’s written two screenplays “which no one has bought” and has made board games “which no one wants.” He seems undiscouraged and continues to write. Jim has two sons, 41 and 37, and three grandchildren, with another due prior to your reading this. I was shocked to hear that Jim’s youngest son, Brian spent 11 years in prison for a crime he did not commit. After much effort by a fine, new lawyer who unearthed information either initially ignored, misinterpreted, or deliberately overlooked, a judge released Brian from prison. Brian is rebounding well. He is engaged, attending Georgetown, and will get his degree this spring. After leading a successful “Ban the Box” campaign in D.C., Brian is employed as head of the D.C. mayor’s Office of Returning Citizen’s Affairs, which helps reintegrate D.C. residents who have spent time in jail or prison. Having become a jail house lawyer himself, Brian is seriously considering going to law school after his graduation. During Brian’s incarceration, if asked what he wanted in life, Jim would say, “I want to live to see my son breathe free again.” A last tidbit—when quite young, Jim was told that if he learned cribbage, it would help his math. So, he started playing the game and now plays it nearly everyday. Football, wrestling, cribbage. A natural progression, I guess.

And sad news, John Sommer died Nov. 11 of cancer. Alex Aikman, a classmate of John’s from seventh grade through WESU, has written a wonderfully detailed and lovingly prepared obituary which is available online.

Be advised it’s true—Our 55th Reunion is almost upon us! And I hope a great many of you will plan to come to campus May 25-27. Harvey Bagg, Jim Dooney, Jim Dresser, John Driscoll ’62, Doug Evelyn, Marty Hatch, Dave Landgraf,John Kikoski, RussRichey, Peter Treffers, Don Sexton, and I have been busy planning what we hope will be a wonderful weekend. Join this opportunity for our class to assemble once again. Remember, the older we are, the better we were.

Byron S. Miller | tigr10@optonline.net
5 Clapboard Hill Rd., Westport, CT 06880

Dear Classmates, hope you’re all well and I encourage you to send a note any time on your activities for this column.

I was on campus recently for only the second night football game at Wesleyan (both versus Tufts), and it was an incredible win for the Cardinals, as they scored with six seconds to go in the game and won it in overtime!

Now to the news: Rob Abel remains as productive as ever. His work on eye health is included in a new book featuring articles by experts in both traditional and integrative medicine (David Rakel’s Integrative Medicine, 4th Edition). Rob helped create a statewide free eye exam/eye glass program in Delaware that he will take to Qalqilya, on the West Bank of Palestine, this summer.

Charlie Bassos writes that he has been “retired for 17 years and now majoring in golf where my age curve is dominating my improvement curve resulting in ever higher handicaps. Every swing hurts either my body or my ego. Living in South Carolina, equidistant from Savannah and Hilton Head. We return to Michigan every summer. Son and two daughters married; two grandchildren, ages 6 and 7 months, and another due soon. Life is good, although I find myself spending more and more time each day stretching and working out at the gym to keep this old body from seizing up and coming to a full stop. Zoe and I now working on our 38th year of marriage. We figure we both qualify for sainthood.”

Bill Trapp writes from Dublin that he and Marilyn are “celebrating our 50th wedding anniversary by spending a month touring Ireland and Scotland. Having a great time.”

John Dunton writes from France that he and Carol are enjoying their stay in a chateau owned by a relative of a family—who is staying at the Duntons’ home near Boston. In fact, Carol is singing in a chorus assembled to perform in a wedding there (La Rochelle). All a result of the Duntons’ participation in the “stay-at-our-home-and-we’ll-stay-in-yours” program with families in Europe. He highly recommends it!

Congratulations to Amertat Cohn who had a very successful exhibition (Capturing Life, Insight in Simplicity) of his photographs at the Montserrat Gallery in New York City in September.

Please write—and all the best!

Philip L. Rockwell | prockwell@wesleyan.edu

Russ Richey and Merle are back in Durham, N.C., after 12 years in Atlanta. Their son lives in Durham within walking distance and their daughter lives out in Denver. Merle’s father held numerous public offices in North Carolina, including governor. On a regular basis, they go to a house in Sunshine, N.C., that Merle’s family owns. “It’s a tree farming area and that’s our business there.,” says Russ. When not tree farming, Russ is still researching and writing about American Methodism. Being involved in religion is practically an automatic occupation for Russ’ family.

Laman Gray works in an administrative capacity at the Louisville Cardiovascular Innovation Institute, overseeing financial matters and advising on ongoing research in stem cells aimed at improving heart functioning. He and wife Julie have three daughters and four grandchildren. Laman and Julie like to take one major trip each year and have been to the Arctic, the Antarctic, China, and Cambodia to name some of their trips. Laman has a rather unique and very time-consuming hobby. Working only from plans, not kits, he builds very large Royal Navy 17th- and 18th-century ship models.

George Kozlowski recalls his years at WesU as a “great experience, the second most important experience in my life (the first being my marriage!).” He was a math major, loved the College of Quantitative Studies, and worshipped Professor Bob Rosenbaum, then the head of the math department. George, a professor of math at Auburn, retired in 2007. He is helping two colleagues who are developing a computer program for mathematicians and still writes articles for math journals. George’s wife Yvonne, whom he met at Auburn where she worked as a librarian, retired in 2003. They married in 1962. The aforementioned number-one event in George’s life was life was his marriage. They have two daughters, one living in the suburbs of New Orleans and the other in the suburbs of Atlanta.

Living in Berkeley, Calif., Tom Hoeber spent most of his career publishing the California Journal. He retired in 2005, but still works for the alumni association of Cal State, East Bay, doing administrative work.  He and his wife of 52 years, Maru, take at least one big trip each year, frequently with the Sierra Club. A recent trip was to the Czech Republic, hiking from Vienna to Prague, 200 miles in 10 days, “with lots of bus rides and nice hotels each night.” They have three children and two grandchildren, and another on the way. They have a cabin up in the Sierra Mountains near the Donner Pass. Up there, Tom is president of the homeowners’ association. Tom and his former roommate, Bob Gelbach of Connecticut, see each other when either one visits to the other’s coast.

Sad news and memories: Robert Sloat passed away. After WesU, Robert got an M.Ed. from UConn, eventually becoming a teacher, administrator and chair of the arts faculty of Pomfret School in Connecticut. He’d been sick for two years, but when the doctors said there was nothing further they could do, Robert decided it was time to enter hospice. He died August 17.

Caroline, his wife, offered lots of recollections of her husband.  Robert’s father, Frederick T. Sloat, class of 1927, had been very interested in theater, and their family had gone to the opera when Robert was young. As Robert showed such an interest himself in theater, Jerry Newton, class of 1927 (later to be Robert’s father-in-law), noticing that interest suggested he seek work at Camp Pinnacle in New Hampshire which had a very strong summer theater program. There Robert was put in charge of creating a new production every week. He did a lot of directing and got very involved creating and conducting electronic music.

Upon his retirement from Pomfret in 1976, he continued to be very active in community theater, generously sharing his knowledge of technical matters with other groups in Northeast Connecticut. He directed and conducted productions at the Bradley Playhouse and served as a board member and technical director for P/Arts. After graduating from WesU, he returned a few times to work with Dick Winslow ’40, whom he admired. They worked together to create electronic music for productions at the ’92 Theater. Caroline recalls going to WesU to see the performance of one of their collaborative works.

Our 55th Reunion is coming up on May 24-27, 2018. It’s not at all too early to mark it on your calendar and consider attending, or perhaps even make your attendance plans now! I plan to attend “God willing and the creeks don’t rise” (an expression I learned years ago from the above-mentioned Russ Richey, when we were roommates).

Byron S. Miller | tigr10@optonline.net
5 Clapboard Hill Rd., Westport, CT 06880

Bill Roberts made a point to go and scout out the class of ’62’s Reunion to “get back into the Reunion planning mode” in preparation for our 55th next year, which will be as usual, over Memorial Day Weekend. He said it was both interesting with good class presentations, speakers, and fun. He talked with the class members of ’62 who’d organized their Reunion, as well as with their alumni office co-planners. We are now looking for eager volunteers to assist in planning our Reunion and welcome ideas of activities for the weekend. The game’s afoot! And it is not too early to go directly to your calendars and mark the date.

Fritz Henn wrote: “I am still reordering my life following my wife Suella’s death nearly two years ago. We were married 51 years. I have started a final clinical study on a new target we discovered which appears to play a major role in depression. We are using deep brain stimulation in intractable cases of depression with some, but not uniform, positive results. Nonetheless I decided to turn the study over to a group at Baylor and have retired from Mt. Sinai. My last psychiatric talk will be next week in Berlin” (where he actually was when I initially tried to call him; he could only talk briefly and in a whisper) “where I am on a jury and we will give a single investigator 4 million euros (Frensenius Foundation Award) in the hope of finding a major game changing approach to treating depression. Amazing process of selection international jury, remarkable proposals and a hopeful way to conclude my psychiatric research life.”

When I next talked to Fritz, he was back home and was well-satisfied with the recipient of the prize.  While he still lives in D.C., he’s bought a summer house on the eastern shore of Maryland and is hopeful to turn it into a ”summer camp” for his five grandchildren, ages 8-16.  All of them will gather there in June. Buying that house and fixing it up he says was part of the “reordering” mentioned above. As was his taking the two eldest kids to Africa—Numibia and Botswana—where they went to several game preserves and saw the big five as well as many, many other African animals. The three youngest have already picked the Galapagos when they get older and their turn comes.

One of Fritz’s sons, Steve ’91, and his wife, Emily ’91, both went to WESU. He bragged on Steve’s success with a new app he’s created, “60DB,” with which one can find and play any podcast, anytime, anywhere. Steve lives out in Menlo Park, Calif., and daughter Sarah lives next door in DC. He says her closeness was a great emotional help to him after Suella’s death. He is seriously considering and being urged by friends to write about Suella’s life. I got on that band wagon, too, and I am planning to put him in touch with a successful professional writer who teaches writing in college and helps first time writers (like three friends of mine) write their first book Fritz said he had lectured at WESU two years ago and found the students very mature and interesting to teach. While we were talking, Fritz was pounced on by a large, apricot-colored French poodle that he was babysitting while its usually disinterested owner was off in some kind or treatment. I got the distinct impression that if the owner returned and did not want his dog back, Fritz would be happy to adopt it.

John Coatsworth wrote, “I have been teaching history and serving as Columbia’s provost since 2011. Living in NYC with my wife of 53 years, Pat. Our daughter, Anne, lives with her husband, Jon, and two adorable grandkids (Emma, 10, and Alex, 8) just a few blocks away. My last book was a co-authored world history textbook published by Cambridge.”  Initially John was a member of the class of ’62, and as such, was also a member of the first class of the then-new College of Letters where his interest in history started.  But as his mother got sick, he had to drop out to work and joined our class upon his return. Before spending the last six years at Columbia, he spent 22 years at the University of Chicago, rising from assistant professor to full professor. He then spent 13 years at Harvard teaching Latin American affairs, and also as director of the David Rockefeller Center for Latin American Affairs.

Now his duties as provost require that he travel a lot to South America, and more recently, to Europe as Columbia has a worldwide network of related or cooperative programs. Pat is now retired, but worked as a librarian at the University of Chicago, and was an administrator at Harvard while there. He fondly recalls his time at the John Wesley Club, “a great home for all campus radicals and misfits! We had some unusual speakers—Jack Kerouac, who was boring (not high/too high?) and a communist, Herbert Aptheker. I don’t know how we got him, but he was very interesting. I think the administration was upset by his presence.”

His senior year, John was the dorm monitor for JWC, which in practicality, meant that he felt responsible for letting all members know when an administrator arrived on a weekend and might check that anyone with a date had his door open and one foot on the floor. A rule not always followed anywhere on campus. John says that “NYC is a Disneyland for grown ups—theater, museums, and all those restaurants which we ruthlessly take advantage of!” His final comments: “Boy, has Wesleyan changed over the past half century! Greetings to all!”

John’s junior and senior year JWC roommate was Martin Nicolaus, who also responded to the alumni office’s request for news for this column and is appearing for the very first time in these notes. He wrote from his home in Berkeley, Calif. “My mind must be turning to mush as I’m abandoning my categorical rejection of all alumni connections by answering your appeal for ‘news.’ OK. After a fun career doing this and that, much of which the interested person can look up on nicolaus.com/2011/07about-edden/et, I recently retired from the practice of law in Berkeley.  I also retired from the leadership of a nonprofit I had founded that created a network of recovery meetings for people wanting to get free of alcohol and other drugs via a positive, secular pathway: LifeRing. Much of my energy now goes to celebrating the beauties and combating the uglies of a local park, Cesar Chavez Park, in the Berkeley Marina, the subject of a blog I write fairly regularly. I also write a more occasional blog on a variety of topics ranging from international politics to local events to electric cars at nicolaus.com. I suppose it’s incumbent here to also mention the books I’ve had a hand in writing: Translation of Karl Marx’s “Grundrisse,” Restoration of Capitalism in the USSR; authorship of three books on recovery; translation and editing of Suddenly Jews; editing of ‘Creating the Eastshore St. Park’; authorship of text and photos in ‘From Trash to Treasure: The Splendors of Berkeley’s Cesar Chavez Park’.”  Later when I we talked on the phone he said he’d had a practice in civil law (landlord/tenants—mostly on the tenants’ side) for 29 years in Oakland and Berkeley. He’s been married to his wife Sheila for 10 years. Retired now, she was formerly the superintendent of schools for Alameda County. Martin has two children from a previous marriage who are now in their 30s. He and Sheila enjoy traveling and once spent a month in Ecuador. He enjoys biking, gardening, and DIY stuff around the house. He recalled joining EQV our freshman year and then leaving, eventually joining and living in JWC.

After 53 years, Steve Miller is tired of the West Coast and is determined to move to Chicago, which is his wife Carolyn’s hometown. They have been married 21 years.  When I called, he was actually busy with packing and moving plans, which included finding an apartment just big enough for them and their two big dogs. Let me take a slight digression here: Their two dogs are a large standard poodle and an equally large English setter. He is a great enthusiast of the later breed which he says mostly goes unrecognized on both coasts but is much admired in the Midwest. He’s fairly confident it will not go unrecognized in Chicago.

Back to their move—Most of their furniture will soon be shipped ahead of them and they follow on December 1. Steve has been fully retired for six years. “Not having won the lottery…” said Steve, when talks of retirement began at Cal State (East Bay), where he was a full professor in the department of management. He initially took part-time retirement, meaning he could stay on for five years part-time. During his teaching career, he had also been an adjunct professor at Stanford and Cal Berkeley “for variety.” He is very happy with the education he got at WESU, praising the great teachers and the breadth of courses.  He picked one example—since we were required to take electives, he picked a course on theater, a subject he knew nothing about. But as a result, he developed a lifelong interest in theater and later became a docent for the Berkeley Repertory Theater. And he told how his art appreciation course got him his first job. He was being interviewed for a consulting job at Ernst & Ernst when he noticed and commented on the “nice Monet” on the wall. Well as it turned out, a fellow Monet admirer was exactly what they were looking for! But as he’d gotten his PhD in organizational psychology in ’69 and was teaching part-time in the evenings, he eventually decided that a job with only two weeks off a year was not for him and full-time academia, with its great long summer vacations beckoned. So he took his admiration of Monet and moved on. Showing good sense, he had spent a long time in graduate school from 1963 to 1969 so as to maintain his deferment and stay healthy by avoiding the war.

Steve has two daughters age 34 and 41, from a previous marriage, one in Utah and the other in Minnesota, and two granddaughters, 6 months and 5. He had a last memory of WESU. “Very early in the fall of our freshman, we were lined up in alphabetical order, which meant you and I were standing beside each other. The dean (probably Barlow) said ‘Look at the person standing to you right. He will become very important in your life.’ You didn’t.” Not one to take offense, I have not included here the very subtle hints I got whilst talking to Steve, that he’s moving to Chicago either to escape prosecution of, or is really in the Witness Protection Program.

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