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Friends dedicated John Gregg’s beloved garden with a sprinkle of water and a champagne toast By Linda Madara and Mary Graff Buds on the young crape myrtle were still tightly closed, concealing the furled rosy-pink petals within, as friends and family of the late John Gregg gathered outside the Fitness Center on a hot and windy afternoon in mid-June. The tree, a favorite of John’s, was flourishing nonetheless when it received a ceremonial sprinkle from John’s friends David Adam and Marian Lockett-Egan, using John’s old green plastic watering can, salvaged and kept by Linda Photo by Linda Madara Madara for this purpose. The occasion JOHN’S WATERING CAN was preserved for just this use: David Adam was dedication of the sprinkles the new crape myrtle as Marian garden created and Lockett-Egan presides over the ceremony. cared for by John. CEO Joe Peduzzi spoke of John’s determination to continue the garden despite construction around it; David told of John’s love of tending his flowers, and Marian told some of the garden’s history. The newly refurbished garden, surrounding the patio outside the Fitness Center, originally contained
Summer 2018 annuals. But as Marian explained in her short speech: “After consultation with Sally Randolph, Grounds chair, and Mark Hritz, Grounds director, it was determined that we could not continue the level Photo by Lynn Ayres of maintenance that annuals would require. CRAPE MYRTLE BUDS begin to open. If we were to keep John’s garden, it had to be converted to perennials. We have used a portion of the fund created by donors to make this conversion and to add an ornamental tree. A crape myrtle was chosen since David tells us it was a favorite of John’s and its late summer bloom will add color when early bloomers have ceased. “Mark has agreed to provide watering and weeding help this summer. The fund will provide for annual pruning, spring clean-up and refurbishing of the bed. We have budgeted to be able to continue this for approximately 10 years. However, we will be happy to accept any additional donations anyone cares to make!” Marian thanked the donors and offered “a huge thank-you to Page Gowen and Linda, who kept the garden watered, weeded and dead-headed last summer, a level of work that could not be expected to continue.” The ceremony ended with a champagne toast. “We tried to take the sad out, make it a warm thing,” Marian explained, “about a man we loved.” The crape myrtle buds started opening the next day.
The Beaumont News is taking a summer break but will return in October. Stories are welcome throughout the summer, but the final deadline for the October 2018 issue will be September 10. Articles, pictures or other related matter should be emailed to Mary Graff, executive editor (Graffs18@gmail.com), and Lynn Ayres, managing editor (firstname.lastname@example.org). If emailing is not possible, articles should be typed or handwritten (as legibly as possible) and given to the Front Office to be converted to email and sent to both editors.
Want to contribute to the compost heap? By Irene Borgogno for the Green Committee COMPOST. Black gold, to a gardener. Soil can be clay: hard as a rock when dry, heavy and poor-draining when wet. Or soil can be sand: falling apart when dry, washing away or instantly draining when wet. Add compost to either variety of soil and it becomes, like Baby Bear’s porridge, just right…not to mention chock full of nutrients. Beaumont has a compost heap near the Nalle Gardens. It is the recipient of landscaping waste and waste from the Mansion kitchens. Residents can contribute to the composting program. Apartment dwellers can put discarded plant material in the recycling container in the trash room; kitchen waste must be picked up by Housekeeping (just call). Villa owners can just put their waste at the curb (in a container with a lid) on any day but trash collection day. Your kitchen waste should be accumulated in a smell-absorbing container, and can include: Anything fruit or vegetable, raw or cooked, including nut shells and pits. (No, you do not have to remove the little label that the supermarket puts on each item.) Coffee grounds. Tea leaves or bags. Bakery goods. Eggshells. (This is the only item of animal origin that is acceptable. No meat. No bones.)
Photo by Karen Brooks
PATERNIT Y LEAVE for our graphic designer, TJ Walsh, did not keep him from contributing to our summer issue. Pictured here are TJ and his wife, Samantha; baby Timothy III and their dog, Spencer. Timothy was named for his dad and granddad; other Tims in the family include a cousin, uncle and granduncle. Born June 11, the tiniest Tim is the second grandson for Marketing Director Audrey Walsh, who prints the BN as well as running the Marketing department and unashamedly doting on grandchildren as they come along.
SHREDDING. Did you know that shredded paper is also acceptable for a compost heap? Paper is made of organic material. It decomposes very effectively. Have you been putting shredded paper in the regular trash? That is not wrong, but you can get a little more use from the paper. Shredded paper can be treated exactly like kitchen waste: in an apartment, call Housekeeping; in a villa, put it out for the Grounds crew to collect. Make sure the container lid fits securely, or you will have shredded paper blowing all over. Perhaps you do not shred. On May 5, Beaumont sponsored its second shredding event to help safely dispose of accumulated documents. The event was open to residents, future residents, and staff. Participants were greeted with a smile, a soft pretzel, and a bottle of water. The vendor, Shred 1 Security Corporation, indicated that approximately 2.72 tons of clean, sorted waste was collected…and it will all be recycled into toilet paper!
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Betsy Stanton July 12, 2018
Arthur E. Ganss August 22, 2018
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Wars we have fought: Beaumont centenarians remember and remind us A moving As Independence Day highlight of the speaker at July 4 ceremonies, AlMemorial Day van Markle III paid tribute to the picnic was Alan patriots who “despite their strong Tripp’s recitation opinions and many differences, of “In Flanders came together for the greater good Fields.” The poem of all.” Alvan quoted familiar yet was written by perennially moving excerpts from Lieutenant Colonel the words of those patriots, and John McCrae, a then added a strong opinion of his Canadian doctor, own: teacher and poet. “In these current divisive Alan Tripp photo Alvan Markle photo In April times,” he said, “we would do well to by Linda Madara by Richard Stephens 1915, McCrae was follow their example.” stationed in the trenches near Ypres, Belgium, His address was warmly received by an audience that took in an area known as Flanders, during the bloody deep breaths all together, recited the Pledge of Allegiance and sang Second Battle of Ypres. One of McCrae’s friends both God Bless America and This Land is Your Land. was killed by artillery fire and buried in a make Here Alvan is pictured at the Acorn Club celebration of his shift grave. The following day, after seeing the 100th birthday June 12. Guests with wartime medals and honors field of crude graves blooming with wild poppies, were invited to wear them, and Alvan wore his. McCrae wrote his famous plea from one of the They include the European Campaign Medal with battle fallen: stars for the campaigns in Normandy, Northern France, Rhine “In Flanders fields the poppies blow land, Ardennes (the Bulge) and Central Europe. In 1945 he was “Between the crosses, row on row, awarded the Croix de Guerre with vermeil star “for exceptional war “That mark our place; and in the sky services rendered in the course of operations during the Liberation “The larks still bravely singing, fly of France” from General Charles de Gaulle. “Scarce heard amid the guns below.” In February 2015, he was named a Chevalier (Knight) of the Legion of Honor by the President of the French Republic. The poet asks those still living not to For further details of Alvan’s riveting wartime experiences, break faith with the dead, but to keep fighting so see the October 2013 and April 2015 issues of the Beaumont News, that the dead may rest in peace. on file with other back issues in care of the Front Office and posted on the Beaumont website. History from www.poets.org
One woman’s memories of service in World War II
vaccinations, 26-year-old Frances packed for an unknown destination. In April she sailed from Brooklyn to London, where she By Irene Borgogno encountered paper shortages, Frances Etherington celebrated buzz bombs and blackouts. She her 100th birthday in April and died practiced driving a 12-ton truck two months later, but she left her family through London during the noon the makings of a tale about her year and rush hour to get an international a half in the Red Cross during World truck driver’s license. She went to War II. Her daughter Laurie shared Scotland to welcome troops back Frances Etherington in some of those memories with the from Africa; a bittersweet moment 1945 and 2018 Beaumont News. came as troops threw oranges to That story began in March 1944. everyone, the first fresh fruit anyone had had in months. After a 6-week training course and numerous Back to London for an outing with a young man and a ETHERINGTON continued on page 4
After a long wait, Beaumont resident honored for daring actions in WWII
By Lynn Ayres
Rep. Dwight Evans (D., PA.) arranged for this ceremony at Beaumont. At age 18, Earle was sent to the SoloOSS, 1942-1945: On one side, the medal mon Islands to join the shows three OSS operatives: a woman (30 battle against the percent of operatives were female), a parJapanese, first in field achutist (gender neutral) and a man. The combat and then in vital other side shows a spearhead, the unofficial insignia of the OSS, overlaid with code intelligence gathering, words of intelligence agents and operations. interrogating Japanese prisoners. After the war, Earle worked for the CIA until sometime in the ‘70s on missions in Africa and Latin America. Most of the specifics and details (including his military rank) remain classified to this day. CIA historian Clayton Laurie spoke about the OSS and presented Earle with a lapel pin, after which Congressman Evans spoke and presented Earle with the Congressional Gold Medal. The award for OSS operatives was 73 years in the making, finally passing both houses of Congress on December 14, 2016.
On August 3, a Lower Merion police honor guard marched into the Music Room to begin the award ceremony for World War II soldier and espionage specialist Lawrence Earle. Now 95, he was a member of the OSS (Office of Strategic Services), the predecessor of today’s CIA and Special Forces. The Congressional Gold Medal is the highest civilian honor the United States can bestow. In accordance with Public Law 114–269, a single Photo by Linda Madara gold medal (now in the SmithsoARM RAISED HIGH, Lawrence Earle displays his long-awaited service medal, while nian) has been proud daughter Melanie Lynagh snaps a photo. struck to collectively honor the members of the OSS. Other surviving OSS veterans received their gold medal replicas in Washington on March 21. When Earle was unable to get there because of bad weather, ETHERINGTON continued from page 3 subsequent warning from the young man’s commanding officer that it wasn’t good for the men to get “involved” because it took their minds off their jobs and they might not come home safely. She was assigned to a Red Cross Club Mobile unit. The unit followed soldiers, providing coffee, doughnuts and special meals. June 6, 1944: D-Day. Information about the attack came on the evening of the 6th. Fifteen days later, Frances sailed from Portsmouth to Utah Beach. She spent her first night on land just beyond the beach in a field that had been swept for German mines. She slept under a truck because the hedgerows were mined. Her Red Cross unit was assigned to the 82nd Airborne. They didn’t stay long in any place: they followed the troops that were liberating towns. Frances was fortunate in a way. Her job in the Red Cross had nothing to do with medicine. Her assignments kept her away from signs of death and the immediate war zone. Sometimes her unit moved with Special Services, an army group that provided entertainment. But she lived under the same conditions as the men. She stood in long chow lines for each meal, ate out of a tin mess kit and
slept in a bedding roll. She slept in stables, schools and vacant houses. There was the occasional light-hearted moment: One time, after being served doughnuts and coffee, soldiers asked the Red Cross girls if they wanted to take showers. The response was an eager YES! Soldiers set up canvas showers open to the sky. As the girls showered, they looked up and saw the soldiers watching them from the second floor of a house. The girls laughed and waved. Of course such moments were balanced by ever-present, sadly grim moments, large and small: the devastation of villages from the bombing; towns leveled in utter destruction; hordes of refugees, walking along the roads; refugees retrieving coffee grounds discarded by the Red Cross workers to make coffee for themselves. And then the routinely grim was ousted by the incomprehensibly vile. General Eisenhower ordered all Red Cross personnel to tour the recently liberated Ohrdruf concentration camp. In a letter to her brother, Frances wrote: “The sights were nauseating. . . . ” Victory in Europe was declared in May 1945. In August Frances sailed to New York on a hospital ship. As the ship entered New York Harbor, there was a huge message painted in white on the banks of the river: “Welcome Home. Well done.”
Want to try ice skating on the Pond next winter? Better call Harriet first! By Wistie Miller
One of our newer Baldwin residents is Harriet Beloff Goodwin. We’ve all heard the expression “someone who wears many hats” or “Jack of all trades.” Well, Beaumont always seems to have a few of these wonderful multi-taskers, and with the arrival of Harriet we added another. As a graduate of Michigan State with a master’s in guidance counseling, she was offered a job at the Welsh Valley School in Lower Harriet Beloff Goodwin Merion Township teaching English. Later she did crisis intervention at Lower Merion High School with students on drugs. She married, and together with her husband, who designed computers for the military, they produced a daughter, Beth, who in turn produced two grandchildren. Harriet also worked at Montgomery County Com-
Wide-ranging memories, many plants came to Baldwin with Van Deacon By Jean Homeier
After growing up in Stelton, New Jersey, near New Brunswick, Van (Evangeline) Deacon moved on to Ohio Wesleyan University, where, during the Korean War, she married a football player/Air Force/ROTC student, Daker Smith. On his way to Korea he was detained in Japan to play football, a favorite pastime of the military brass, and because of his skills, he remained there as a supply officer, never making it to the battlefront. Van was able to join him and they found a small house far up a mountainside. When I asked her if she had had an opportunity to learn Japanese, Van said that her life revolved around the effort to learn the language from a neighbor, who in turn wanted to learn English. Van took many hikes down the mountain to a small village below while waiting for her husband to come home. He became seriously ill in Japan and they were sent to Washington, where the care at Walter Reed Hospital enabled him to recover and graduate from law school.
munity College assisting with college counseling. While doing all this, she continued to manage some family-owned properties in Manhattan, and still does to this day. But Harriet’s main claim to fame, prior to any of her aforementioned activities, was as a national figure skater in the 1950s competing against Tenley Albright and Carol Heiss. Under her maiden name, Harriet Beloff, she skated at the rink in South Ardmore (still there) known as the Philadelphia Skating Club & Humane Society, where she continues to be a judge. (Its members used to patrol outdoor skating areas to rescue skaters who had fallen through the ice.) Her other interests include being a docent at the Pennsylvania Academy of the Fine Arts and IN THE 1950s: A young as a volunteer for the Philadelphia Harriet Beloff displays one Orchestra as a member of the of her figure skating trophies. Maestro’s Circle Committee. He joined a Washington firm; he and Van had three children, and subsequently they moved to Philadelphia, where he worked with Morgan, Lewis and Bockius. The effects of radiation from the previous illness caught up with him and this time, sadly, it was fatal. Next it was Van who joined Morgan, Lewis and Bockius, not as a lawyer but as coordinator of the firm’s program for young law students who worked as summer interns. After 18 years, with her children grown and off to college, Van retired and moved on to a very different lifestyle with her second husband, Ben Deacon, whose interests were boats, singing and travel. The Deacons had many interesting trips (with “People to People” travel programs, for example), and because Ben’s hobby was moving boats for friends, Van served as crew up and down the East Coast from the Caribbean to Newfoundland. Van’s apartment in Baldwin is filled with plants, some of which she has been nurturing for 40 years. In the horticultural field she is truly distinguished by the fact that she loves to weed! Van was involved in the governance of the Haverford Hunt Club for many years, has played tennis and still enjoys golf.
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Driver on turnpike thinks about rest stops and wonders: Would you want one named after you? By Edward (Ned) Madeira While cruising the New Jersey Turnpike, I was struck by the oddity that the 12 rest stops are named. A rest stop is a combination of rest rooms, refueling facilities and fast-food franchises—a strange sort of memorial. My curiosity was piqued. What contribution or connection warranted this recognition for deceased distinguished New Jerseyans? I looked to Google for help. My first investigational foray centered on Molly Pitcher, who has the distinction of never having existed. According to legend, during the 1778 Battle of Monmouth, on a blisteringly hot June 28, Molly Pitcher carried water to the soldiers. When her artilleryman husband was wounded, she abandoned her water jugs and took to reloading his gun. Different entries in Google provide variations in the story, but this is the generally accepted version. There is little consistency regarding the ties to New Jersey of the other eleven individuals. Only four were born
in the Garden State. Of the two presidents, Grover Cleveland and Woodrow Wilson, Cleveland was born in New Jersey, but moved to Buffalo, New York, at age 13, never to return. Wilson’s connection was to serve as president of Princeton University and as governor of New Jersey. Three of the honorees have literary fame. James Fenimore Cooper was a Burlington, New Jersey lad. His novels included The Last of the Mohicans. (Alfred) Joyce Kilmer, the pride of New Brunswick, was the poet author of “I think that I shall never see a poem as lovely as a tree.” Walt Whitman, poet extraordinaire, was born in New York, but moved to Camden after a stroke, where he continued to write poetry until his death. The remaining six honorees are an eclectic group. John Fenwick was the Quaker leader of the Fenwick Colony of New Jersey (1675). Richard Stockton was a wealthy Princeton landowner and a signer of the Declaration of Independence. Alexander Hamilton attended Elizabethtown Academy in New Jersey. He observed and wrote a description of the Battle of Monmouth. He died subsequent to a duel with Aaron Burr in Weehawken, New Jersey. Thomas A. Edison, the Wizard of Menlo Park, was not Jersey “born and bred,” but many of his inventions were developed in New Jersey. Clara Barton TURNPIKE continued on page 7
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Sharps, back from South, finally captured for interview By Peggy Wolcott
Rusty and Nancy Sharp moved into Beaumont in December and almost immediately left for Florida for the winter, remaining out of reach of The Beaumont News until their return to their beautifully restored apartment in Baldwin. Rusty attended the Haverford School through 9th grade. He graduated from Hotchkiss in 1958 and from the University of North Carolina in 1962. Before going on to Temple Law School, where he graduated in 1968, he served in the Navy as an officer. He joined Rusty and Nancy Sharp
the law firm of Clark, Ladner, Fortenbaugh and Young in Philadelphia and retired from Heckscher, Teillon, Terrill and Sager in Conshohocken. He served as a director of VF Corporation and Dunwoody Village. His interests include golf, the stock market, fishing, reading and travel. Nancy grew up in Villanova. She graduated from Agnes Irwin in 1961 and from Colby Sawyer College in 1963. She then worked for Dr. John Reichel, an ophthalmologist in Bryn Mawr, until 1969. Her many volunteer interests include the Bryn Mawr Hospital Women’s Board and the Church of the Redeemer’s Altar Guild. She worked with the United States Golf Association as chairman of the Girl’s Junior Championship for Merion Golf Club in 1998 and was a member of Merion’s US Open Championship Committee in 2013. Her many interests include needlework, reading, bridge, golf, gardening and travel. Rusty and Nancy were married in 1965, and have continued to live in this area ever since. They have two daughters, Ginny Williams and Emily Fearey, and five grandchildren.
Our reporter visits Numberland, finds natives a quarrelsome lot (one might say even at 6s and 7s), but tots up a history despite the odds By Frank Kampas Originally there were only two numbers, 1 and 2. They tried to reproduce by multiplying to make more numbers, but they ran into a problem, since the next number, 3, could not be created by multiplication, unlike 4 (2 times 2), which could be. Therefore, 3 had to be created by addition (1 plus 2). Once 3 existed, 6 was created by multiplying 2 and 3. However, like 3, 5 had to be created by addition. Hmm. Numbers that could only be created by addition, or by multiplication of themselves times 1, proudly named themselves “prime” numbers, from the Latin word for “first.” Numbers that could be created by multiplying a number by 2 called themselves “even,” from the Old English word for “true.” They disliked numbers that weren’t even and regarded them as rather “odd.” Further social division resulted when some numbers realized they could reproduce by division (the inverse of multiplication) and subtraction (the inverse of addition). Reproduction by division led to a new class of numbers, called “rational,” since they are the ratios of two integers (whole numbers). Examples are 1/2 (1 divided by 2), 2/3 (2 divided by 3), etc. The original numbers, created by repeated addition and multiplication of 1 and 2, started referring to themselves as “integers” (from the Latin word for “intact”) to distinguish themselves from the rational numbers, which were regarded by the integers as just bits and pieces of numbers. Subtraction also led to a new number, called zero (from the Arabic word for nothing), when a number is subtracted from itself. A lot of the integers felt that zero could not be a number. Subtraction also led to numbers less than zero, when a larger number is subtracted from a smaller number. They were called “negative” numbers by the original integers, from the Latin verb “to deny,” since TURNPIKE continued from page 6 was born in Massachusetts, but she taught school in New Jersey. Vince Lombardi began his coaching career as an assistant and later as a head coach at St. Cecilia High School in Englewood, New Jersey. There is no common thread among these honorees, either in terms of accomplishments or connection to New Jersey.
the integers greater than zero were “positive” that negative numbers made no sense. Meanwhile, some of the integers realized they were equal to a smaller number multiplied by itself and started calling themselves “square,” since the area of a square is equal to the length of its side multiplied by itself. Examples are 2 squared equals 4, 3 squared is 9, etc. It was probably inevitable that the invention of the squaring led to its inverse process, the “square root.” Two is the square root of 4, 3 is the square root of 9, etc. However, what is the square root of a number that is not a square? One is the square root of itself, 2 is the square root of 4, so what is the square root of 2 or 3? It was originally assumed that the square roots of numbers that are not squares had to be rational numbers. What else was there? However, the rational numbers didn’t like this and proved that the square root of 2 is not rational and therefore had to be “irrational.” Meanwhile, the positive numbers pointed out that the negative numbers didn’t have square roots, since a negative number multiplied by itself gives a positive number. The negative numbers said that they did have square roots, but the positive numbers said that they were imagining things. That’s why the square roots of negative numbers came to be called “imaginary” numbers. The square root of –1 was called i (for imaginary). Despite the name calling, some of the positive and negative numbers added themselves to imaginary numbers to produce “complex” numbers, named due to their psychological complexes caused by having one real and one imaginary parent. In the end, numbers like pi (π), which are not integer, rational, irrational or complex, decided they were above the fray and called themselves “transcendental.” Leaving the turnpike and heading north, we come to a very different kind of named structure. The father of our country, a Virginian by birth and preference, George Washington, is honored with the prestige of a bridge. My curiosity remains. Why name rest stops after distinguished Americans, many with only tenuous ties to New Jersey? If they were alive, would they be pleased by this strange legacy?
Summer came alive with adventures indoors and out
Photo by Richard Stephens
SUMMER is synonymous with firefly-filled twilight evenings. Lampyridae abound at Beaumont, but streetlights interfere with photography. Richard Stephens figured best results occur deep in Wheeler Woods after 9 p.m., when it is dark enough to allow a 15-second exposure. So deep into Wheeler Woods he went, after dark, to capture this picture. DOVE OF PEACE, shyly hiding to the right of a magnolia blossom, is part of a makeover on Ann Reed’s canvas gardenPhoto by Linda Madara ing hat. Linda Madara offered classes in both flower arranging and hat trimming.
BREAKFAST AND BOCCE began at 8:30 a.m. on June 8. Ken Campbell (left) displays a smooth delivery style; Bill Ross is more adventurous. Photos by Linda Madara and Louise Hughes
‘PROUD FATHER’ does not suffice to describe Security’s Big Ed Johnson as he showed off this picture of his daughter JoEllen, 11, a catcher for the12-and-under Lady Bombers softball team of Bridgeport on April 29. “JoEllen hit her first career grand slam today,” Ed announced. “A home run, three runners ahead of her, bases loaded. She ran off the field, passed her mother, and jumped into my arms—I almost cried!” A fifth grade honors student at Upper Merion Middle School, ‘Jojo’ has also distinguished herself swimming for two Upper Merion clubs, the Marlins and the Stingrays.
PRACTICING FOR THE REAL THING, Beaumont driver Jack Cooper’s grandson Jay Cooper Skolnick, 5, displays potential pitching form during a tee-ball meet. The entry-level sport for 4-to-6 year -olds, introducing them to grown-up baseball or softball, is called tee-ball because batters hit off a batting tee at home plate. “There are no winners or losers,” Jack said. “It’s fun just to watch them. If someone hits the ball they all follow and all pile on it!” Jay plays short left field with the Pirates in Virginia Beach. Photo by the future pitcher’s father, David Skolnick
Photo by Ed Johnson