Class of 1974 50th Yearbook

Letter from Dr. John Austin

Dear Members of the Class of 1974, Congratulations on your upcoming 50th Reunion! This is a milestone worthy of celebration and a moment to reflect on your time at Deerfield as well as your enduring bonds with one another.

That I’m drafting this note in the chill of January tells you something about the planning and preparation that is required to ensure a successful Reunion in June. Hats off to your Reunion Committee members for their hard work these past months. I understand that more than eighty classmates submitted bios for this yearbook. While we don’t keep stats on such things, this is among our highest turnouts ever!

In his “Reflections,” Jeff Dufresne writes that Deerfield “honors the traditions of the past, such as hard work and service to the community, while still upholding a certain set of values as we move toward the future.” Well said and exactly right.

Since your Commencement, the Deerfield landscape has evolved, which you’ll discover upon your return. However, I think you’ll also find the school as you left it—a place committed to core principles that have defined the Deerfield Experience for generations. That is my hope. I am eager to hear your thoughts and to learn about your time here. For a head of school, it is both enjoyable and invaluable to hear firsthand from alumni about their student days.

The Deerfield that current students enjoy is, in many ways, a reflection of the support that alumni like you have shown over the years. Thank you for everything that you’ve done to help get us here. Because of you, Deerfield remains Deerfield in the most essential ways.

I am especially grateful that the Class of 1974 is working to support our Dining Hall project and that you will name a space in this beloved building. As you know from your time here, the Dining Hall is the heart and soul of our campus. And it’s the Academy’s most important classroom, touching the lives of every student multiple times each day.

Your generosity will make this project a reality and create a lasting legacy for the Great Class of 1974!

June will be here before you know it. Until then, I send my best wishes and warmest regards.

Sincerely,

Dr. John Austin Head of School

Welcome Letter from the Yearbook Committee

Jeff Dufresne, Graham Anthony, & Tom Chelimsky

It is difficult to explain why the three of us felt such delight in the creation of our 50th anniversary yearbook. We probably each had slightly different reasons. But for every conference call, the dominant feelings of amazement, elation, humility, and perspective only grew stronger. Each classmate we contacted helped us look back at 50 years of roads traveled in separate directions, yet all started at the same intersection in Deerfield Mass. We marveled at the varied and rich experiences, the thrill of memory lanes, and the humanness of our class. Whereas in 1974 some of us might have thought there were just types of people,

those who thought they knew everything and those who did, it became clear that both were always figments of our imagination. We were imbued with a deep sense of humility. The gladness of putting then and now pictures together or recalling humorous advertisements of the period, and the appreciation we developed for one another were all part of this unexpected adventure.

We are thankful for the opportunity and hope it holds as much value for each of you, our dear classmates, as it did for us, while putting it together.

Jeff, Graham, & Tom

Yearbook Committee Note: The Lucky Ones

Graham Anthony

Working and playing on this book with Jeff and Tom has led me to an unexpected place and perspective… I can’t wait to see y’all in June. Your stories and life paths inspire me. Jeff and Tom have been fantastic to work with and we have enjoyed this experience. A lot.

We are the lucky ones. We have lived long enough to see this crazy world through a lens of experience; to laugh and be hopeful. From what I can tell each of you has in your own way held a trust that we can make a small difference. That perhaps we can leave the world a better place. Generational mistakes? Plenty. But the trends are good. We are on the cusp of a golden age. Yeah, I know, sappy… but I believe it. Now, to live life long enough to see the fruit of good intentions and imperfect plans.

None of us travel this path alone. Lifetime friends provide balance, strength and roots. Deerfield friends, forged in the crucible of youth and the 70s, turned out to be a strong foundation. You know who you are. Thank you.

Some years ago, I befriended a new neighbor. We shared a lot of time and I got to know the family with young boys quite well. He was a teacher and dean of faculty at a local private school. One day we were doing yard work and it came up I had gone to Deerfield. He stopped work, leaned on his shovel, pondered for a moment, looked at me and said, “That explains a lot.” He went on to say he had read The Headmaster, and admired Frank Boyden’s philosophy for raising well rounded citizens of the world. Solid, well-rounded, and prepared for life. I have been extremely grateful for the Deerfield experience ever since. I think we got that.

The cast of characters who pass through Pocumtuck Valley impress me still. I know several young people who have graduated over the years and I find the bonds created in there transcend time. Sons and daughters of Deerfield alike, we are the lucky ones. And… we are fairly well-rounded. Finish up strong.

Reflections on Creating a 50th Reunion Yearbook

Jeff Dufresne

I first learned about Deerfield Academy from a National Geographic cover story published in 1969 entitled “Deerfield Keeps a Truce with Time” (pictured). That was the start of my lifelong interest in historic preservation and conservation.

During my Deerfield senior year in the Spring of 1974, I rendered an oil painting of the Ashley House on Main Street (pictured). This building was built in the time when the early 18th century Connecticut “River Gods” (political, military, mercantile, ministerial) helped create this vibrant western Massachusetts village of successful farmers.

This spring 2024, I returned to Deerfield in search of archival material for this Reunion yearbook. When I revisited the Ashley House, it was like going back in time. Little had changed.

I recalled our school’s motto: “Be worthy of your heritage”. I am grateful to have attended a school that honors the traditions of the past, such as hard work and service to the community, while still upholding a certain set of values as we move toward the future.

Deerfield’s physical campus has impressively adapted to the needs of today’s students. Since our graduation, Deerfield Academy has demolished 6 buildings (Chapin, Dean Hall, Plunkett, Savage, Wells and the barn) and added 9 magnificent new buildings in keeping with the architectural style of the environs. Additionally, the Academy has renovated/ expanded/renamed 3 other buildings (formerly known as Memorial Hall, Gymnasium, and the Infirmary).

Creating this 50th Reunion Yearbook has been an amazing experience. I thoroughly enjoyed working with fellow

classmates Tom Chelimsky and Graham Anthony (who co-produced the 25th Reunion yearbook with me in 1999). Our goal was to create a 50th Reunion yearbook that would capture the character and uniqueness of the Class of 1974.

Our class was truly unique. In terms of numbers, our class grew from 70 freshmen in 1971 to the 162 seniors who graduated Deerfield Academy on Sunday, May 27, 1974. Our class witnessed the passing of Frank and Helen Boyden; the construction of the Boyden Science Center; the veto of coeducation by the Deerfield Board of Trustees and the 300th anniversary of the town of Deerfield.

Today, our classmates have spread across 29 states and 4 countries. In fact, 14 members of our class have sent their kids to the Academy. Sadly, 17 of our classmates have passed since our graduation and they will be missed. They were good friends and they all left us and their families too soon.

Graham, Tom and I started this yearbook project last fall and Eric Williams was the first of over 80 bios submitted. It was great catching up with classmates on the telephone and seeing familiar faces with wrinkles on Zoom. Overall, the level of candor, honesty, and self-reflection from many of you was incredible. Thank you for contributing to this project and look forward to seeing you in June.

Jeff Dufresne

The Class of 1974: So Many Deep Transitions

Tom Chelimsky

“Tom: ENGAGE BRAIN before OPENING MOUTH”. Mr Cushman had covered the entire blackboard in gigantic letters so no one could miss it. And there was only one Tom in that geology class in my sophomore year, 1972. Jeff Dufresne and Tom Chelimsky studied together in that classroom and kept in close touch through the years, still reciting Moh’s hardness scale to each other every decade. The mnemonic went like this: “Tall girls can flirt and other queer things can do, tall girls can flirt and other queer things can do…”. And the later discovery of Graham’s joyful talent years after graduation… Hold on: High School Never Ends. So we come to know each other in the 53rd year of high school. Many of us so strongly identify ourselves as Deerfield alums, Deerfield rooted, Deerfield farmed and tilled.

Today, a more accurate rendering for the 3 of us might be: “Graham, Jeff, Tom: OPEN HEART before ENGAGING PEN.” And none of us are exerting any effort, it comes naturally. This best expresses the joy the 3 of us experience in assembling this yearbook, the 50th of the class of 1974, as we come to know one another through the work. Why should you also participate? What can we say to motivate you, our dear classmate, to spend time recounting your 50year journey, what you are most proud of, your challenges, and how it relates to the person you were in 1974? To come to our 50th reunion in June 2024? We studied how other schools did it. Like Columbia University: “Send me your bio before someone else sends me your obit.” Or “Guys, this is probably our last chance to come together and relive years so critical to our development.” But as we entered the joy of talking to classmates, the thrill of unearthing old and hilarious memories, and the vital role each one of us played in each other’s lives and development, we saw the light. We need no motivating language. This moving and transcendent experience provides all the motivation anyone needs.

Our class was a class of critical transitions. Each of us was passing through puberty, perhaps the second most rugged tunnel of life, from dependent child to man. Yet we were not aware of our own vulnerabilities – or would not want

to admit to them if we knew them, that was not what you do as a man, and could therefore not see others’ well either. The school had just lost its founding headmaster of many decades who had shaped Deerfield from the ground up. Those must have been hard shoes to fill by David Pynchon. The school was about to admit girls, overhauling its flavor entirely. Private schools would go through their own revolution over the next decades. We invite you to relive these experiences together, to use your own shifting lens to cover this shifting ground, to laugh at ourselves, and mourn our lost members, and find the 1974 Deerfield class’s reality as it stands in 2024.

50th Reunion Class Gift

Johnson, Roger McEniry, and David DeNunzio

There are many ways to celebrate the occasion of our 50th Reunion. One way is in this incredible yearbook–congratulations to Jeff, Graham, and Tom for its success! Another is in the fantastic events on campus we’ll soon enjoy. Thanks to Jeff Binswanger and the rest of the Program Committee for their great work to make it a weekend to remember.

The 50th Reunion is also traditionally a time for class members to recognize the importance of Deerfield in their lives by making a meaningful gift to the Academy. Please know that “meaningful” is relative; it will be different for each of us. What is important to remember is that those who came before us made our experience possible, and now we have our own opportunity to support current and future Deerfield students.

As it happened, our milestone coincided with a major renovation to the Dining Hall. This historic building remains a vital part of campus life–where students and teachers come together and make lasting memories, just as we did. We’re pleased to mark our legacy on such a distinctive space, and we look forward to seeing the finished product at our next reunion (and the next, the next, and so on!).

We’re grateful to everyone who has participated in this effort, whether you’ve supported the Dining Hall directly,

the Annual Fund, or another area at Deerfield. Together, we’re helping keep Deerfield strong for many years to come.

Thank you for your g enerosity. See you in June!

Marc Johnson, Roger McEniry, and David DeNunzio Fundraising Committee Co-Chairs

Marc

THEN

THE RIVER

THE RIVER

CAMPUS MAP

CAMPUS MAP

THE ROCK

RINKS, & COURTS

DORM PHOTOS 1972

DORM PHOTOS 1973

DORM PHOTOS 1974

Excerpt from the 1973–1974 Rules and Expectations for Deerfield Students

Excerpt from the 2023–2024 Rules and Expectations for Deerfield Students

6. Dormitory & Common Room Visitation

6.1. Dorm Room Visitation

Spending time together is an important part of any healthy relationship. At Deerfield, we encourage students to visit each other, to foster friendships, and to practice the skills that lead to meaningful connections.

The Visitation Policy does not—and should not—assume that students requesting Visitation are engaged in an intimate, physical, or sexual relationships. Our Health programs cover these topics, but our rules cannot sufficiently address the complexities of intimacy and consent. Rather, they strive to create the most appropriate environment for students who range in age from 13 to 20 and who hail from a broad spectrum of cultures, values, and beliefs.

Deerfield’s dorm room Visitation Policy acknowledges some students— regardless of their sex, gender identity, gender expression, or sexual orientation—are engaged in relationships that are more than simple friendships. The closeness of our community and our housing system require a degree of trust.

The following rules are guided first and foremost by a commitment to students’ comfort and safety:

• Visitation privileges are granted at the sole discretion of the on-duty faculty member and may be subject to assessments of students’ citizenship, room cleanliness, and other factors.

• Visitation is allowed after October 1.

• Ninth graders may not have single-pair Visitation until January 1.

• Single-pair Visitation between seniors and ninth-graders is never permitted; they may visit in groups.

• Visitation is allowed on Friday and Saturday nights, from 8 pm until 15 minutes before the earliest curfew of any student in the Visitation.

• Study Visitation, available only to juniors and seniors during Study Hours, must adhere to Study Hall guidelines. During Study Visitation, doors are to be kept wide open, and overhead lights are to remain on.

• In visits between an older and younger student, the Visitation rules for the younger student apply, regardless of where the visit takes place.

• For ninth and tenth graders, the door must be open at least as wide as a trash can, and the room’s main overhead light must be turned on.

• For juniors and seniors, the door must be open at least as wide as a shoe (sole down), and a light source (not a computer display) must be on.

• Visiting students and their hosts must check in and check out, in person, with the on-duty faculty member in the dorm.

6.2. Common Room Visitation

In the first-floor common rooms below, Visitation does not require faculty permission but is subject to the following guidelines:

• Barton

• Crow Commons

• DeNunzio

• Harold Smith

• John Louis

• John Williams

• Louis Marx

• Rosenwald/Shumway

• Simmons

Monday through Friday, Common Room Visitation is allowed from 2:00 pm until 15 minutes before curfew.

On Saturday and Sunday, Common Room Visitation is allowed from 11:00 am until 15 minutes before curfew.

On Transitions and Coeducation

The transition from an all-boys school to coeducation at Deerfield Academy in 1989 marked a pivotal shift in the institution’s history, shaping the fabric of student life and academic culture. Prior to this transformative moment, Deerfield Academy stood as a bastion of single-gender education, steeped in tradition and a sense of masculine camaraderie. The arrival of female students heralded a new era of diversity and inclusivity, infusing the campus with a fresh perspective and dynamic energy.

—JD Salinger, Chat GPT

If I gotta really think about it, I reckon Deerfield Academy today, with all its phony rules and expectations, wouldn’t sit right with me. It’s like one big stage full of adult phonies, just pretending to care about molding kids into something they’re not.

I’d see those kids, trying to fit into the mold, playing the game, but deep down, feeling all the same things I did. The pressure, the expectations, the phoniness of it all. It’d make me feel for ‘em, you know? ‘Cause I know what it’s like to feel suffocated by all that.

But I’d also wanna find the ones who see through it, the ones like me who just can’t stand the artificiality of it all. I’d wanna tell ‘em that it’s okay not to fit in, not to play by their rules. I’d wanna protect ‘em from losing that innocence and authenticity that’s so darn precious.

And coeducation at Deerfield? I mean, it’s like this big move, y’know, to shake things up and make it all inclusive. And sure, it’s good and all, breaking down those old barriers, giving everyone a fair shot. But, like, let’s not kid ourselves. Is it all just some show? A way to look good and modern, without really getting to the heart of things? I dunno, it’s like there’s always something phony lurking underneath, no matter how you dress it up. It’s a good idea, I guess, but it’s all still so damn full of it.

So, yeah, Deerfield Academy today, it’s like a big ol’ stage full of phonies, but there’s still real kids in there, trying to make sense of it all. And I’d wanna be there for ‘em, just like someone should’ve been there for me.

—Holden Caulfield, Chat GPT

In 1974, Deerfield Academy epitomized a world of tradition and exclusivity, rooted in the heritage of New England prep schools. The student body, comprised solely of boys, moved through its hallowed corridors in a realm of chivalrous camaraderie, steeped in the echoes of centuries past. Athletics were integral to the fabric of daily life, with an emphasis on time-honored sports such as football, baseball, and lacrosse. The playing fields were a nexus of youthful vigor and competitive spirit, where the pursuit of athletic prowess mirrored the values of discipline and teamwork instilled in classrooms.

Fast forward to 2024, and Deerfield Academy has undergone a seismic transformation. The once single-gender bastion has embraced coeducation, marking a paradigm shift in the dynamics of student life. The all-boys stronghold has evolved into a tapestry of diversity, where the harmonious interplay of genders has reshaped the social landscape. Athletics, once dominated by traditional sports, has expanded to encompass a broader spectrum, reflecting the evolving interests and pursuits of a new generation. The playing fields now echo with the bounce of field hockey balls and the volley of girls’ lacrosse sticks, testament to a more inclusive and equitable athletic environment.

Would Frank Boyden, the venerable architect of Deerfield Academy’s legacy, approve of these transformations? The answer lies in the reverberating legacy of his values and ideals. His unwavering commitment to academic excellence and character formation, rooted in a spirit of integrity and mutual respect, remains the cornerstone of the institution. Embracing coeducation, diversifying athletic pursuits, and modernizing pedagogical approaches may be viewed as the organic evolution of these enduring principles, reflecting the institution’s ability to adapt while preserving the timeless ideals at its core. In this light, it is conceivable that Frank Boyden would find solace in the evolution of Deerfield Academy, reassured that its ancient traditions have not faded, but rather blossomed into a symphony of resilience and relevance. —John McPhee, Chat GPT

On Transitions and Coeducation

In 1974, Deerfield Academy stood as a bastion of New England tradition, steeped in the hallowed customs of an all-male institution. Under the stewardship of Frank Boyden, its aura exuded a sense of aristocratic exclusivity, its ivy-covered walls a testament to the privilege and tradition that imbued every stone. The student life, structured and rigid, perpetuated a sense of male camaraderie, forged in the crucible of single-gender fraternity. Athletics, shrouded in the haze of time-honored pursuits like football and baseball, perpetuated a tradition entrenched in the masculinity of the age. Classroom interactions, too, bore the imprint of all-male discourse, a landscape where the voices of young men echoed through the hallowed halls, unadorned by the influence of the feminine perspective.

Fast forward to 2024, and Deerfield Academy emerges from its chrysalis of tradition, embracing coeducation with an eye toward inclusivity and diversity. The student life, once the domain of young gentlemen, now bears the mark of a more heterogeneous and multifaceted experience, where the echoes of male camaraderie are joined by the harmonious blend of diverse voices and perspectives. Athletics, once the terrain of time-honored pursuits, now spans a broader spectrum, embracing a diverse array of sports and activities that cater to an evolving and inclusive student body. Classroom discourse, too, has undergone a metamorphosis, enriched by the infusion of the feminine voice, adding depth and breadth to the intellectual tapestry that defines the educational landscape. —John Gunther, Chat GPT

Note on ChatGPT Letters

The letters in this book from long dead or fictional characters are my way of putting a 2024 stake in the ground. AI - Chat GPT - may be the thing in this moment that we reflect on 50 years from now. It may lead to a better world, it may be the end of us. Judging by these results, it would get a C+ on the first essay exam, and flunk the class for shallowness as the term progresses. The wokeness in these letters is indicative of the influences to AI today.

The Way We Were

(Top single, 1974)

Major News Events 50 Years Ago

• Richard Nixon becomes the first US president forced to resign after the Watergate Scandal

• Ted Bundy begins killing

• Patty Hearst is kidnapped by the Symbionese Liberation Army.

• Rumble in the Jungle - Ali’s “rope-a-dope” strategy takes down George Foreman, an 8th round knockout

• The Kootenai Native American Tribe in Idaho declares war on the United States . . . Charges toll to pass through sovereign territory.

• Stephen King, a 26-year-old author, published his debut novel “Carrie”

• President Gerald Ford gives unconditional pardon to Richard Nixon

• Evel Knievel fails spectacularly to jump the Snake River.

• 55 MPH speed limit imposed to preserve gas usage US wide

• Sears (now Willis) Tower in Chicago becomes the worlds tallest building

How Much things cost

• Average Cost of new house: $34,900

• Average Income per year: $13,900

• Average Monthly Rent: $185

• Cost of a gallon of Gas: 42 cents

• Buick Station Wagon: $4,371

• A Dozen Eggs: 45 cents

• Ford Galaxie 500: $3,883

• Tomatoes: 19 cents per pound

• Boneless Hams: $2.29 per pound

• Portable TV: $265

• Dozen Medium Eggs: 28 cents

• Cassette Recorder: $49.95

• Combo Toaster and Mini-Oven: $24.99

• Men’s shirt: $12.99

Yearly Inflation Rate USA: 11.3%

Year End Close Dow Jones Industrial Average: 616

The Way We Were

Popular Movies

• The Sting

• The Exorcist

• Papillon

• Herbie Rides Again

• Blazing Saddles

• The Great Gatsby

• Serpico

• Death Wish

• The Godfather, Part II

• Murder on the Orient Express

Popular Musicians

• ABBA

• Beach Boys

• David Bowie

• Carpenters

• Eric Clapton

• Alice Cooper

• Deep Purple

• Donovan

• Ella Fitzgerald

• Genesis

• Grateful Dead

• Joni Mitchell

• Van Morrison

• Queen

• Minnie Riperton

• Roxy Music

• Supertramp

• Jethro Tull

• Barry White

Popular TV Programs

• Kung Fu

• The Price Is Right

• The Waltons

• Happy Days

• Kojak

• The Six Million Dollar Man

Born This Year in 1974

• Leonardo DiCaprio November 11th

• Alanis Morissette June 1st

• Jimmy Fallon September 19th

• Victoria Beckham April 17th

Elvis Presley’s TV special “Aloha From Hawaii” is seen around the world by more than 1 billion viewers

Technology

• After 84 days in space, the last crew of the temporary Ameri can space station Skylab return to Earth

• Pocket calculators start to appear in shops

• Offices start using a very primitive word processor that resembles a typewriter

• Lucy an almost complete hominid skeleton over 3 million years old is discovered in Africa

• The SR-50 was introduced in 1974 and sold for $170

The Way We Were — World News

25th Reunion Yearbook, 1999

The Class of ’74

JACK ABBOTT

Hello, old friends! Jack Abbott here, a bit more thrilled about life than I was as a somber anxious youngster back in our high school days. Since then, I’ve ventured through the realms of technology and entrepreneurship, but what really fills my heart is the joy and laughter shared with my beautiful family and the happiness I find in my work.

I’ve been blessed with a fantastic partner in crime, Donna, my wife, the love of my life. She’s not only a writer and a land use attorney but also my fellow adventurer in life’s incredible journey. Together, we have four amazing kids who are our pride and joy: a dedicated doctor, a compassionate teacher, a nurturing plant caregiver, and an inspiring Art Therapist in the making.

Our lives are filled with the buzz of family achievements, the warmth of shared experiences, and the thrill of exploring the world. Donna and I are travel enthusiasts, sharing a cozy condo in Park City with our friend and classmate Graham Anthony and an apartment in Paris with twelve other incredible couples. From marveling at the Eiffel Tower’s sparkle to skiing down the slopes of Park City, we’ve savored experiences across the globe and are excited for many more adventures.

At Made for Joy (MFJ), we’re spreading happiness through innovative virtual reality experiences. Think of it as a sprinkle of joy in a sometimes too serious world. Meanwhile, I’ve been mentoring entrepreneurs in Latin America, helping dreams take flight in the entrepreneurial world.

I’ve had the joy of reconnecting with the good doctor Bob Bilder, touched base with Reggie Nalley and some time ago shared emails with “Tex“ Jameson.

As we gather for our 50th reunion (time flies, doesn’t it?), I can’t wait to reconnect and share stories, laughter, and maybe even a dance or two. Here’s to celebrating our past, embracing our present, and toasting to our future!

DOUGLAS (DOUG) ALLEN DANIEL ABESH

I am currently a retired Family Physician. I enjoyed the satisfaction gained from helping patients and establishing long term relationships with many people.

My third child is about to get married. I am fortunate to have my family close by. I am grateful to soon welcome my third grandchild.

My eldest, a daughter, also became a physician.

My retirement has been affected by medical issues, which I hope to resolve.

I continue my goal of travel, enjoying the Jersey shore, and chasing my grandchildren.

The highlight of my Deerfield career was starring in our senior play, A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Forum.

I also survived a punch from my sophomore corridor master at the beginning of Choate weekend. My, how things have changed since then!

I miss my friend, Alan Roberts, who’s life ended much too soon.

LEWIS ALEXANDER

It is hard to wrap my head around the fact that it has been almost fifty years since we graduated from Deerfield.

I grew up to be an economist, focusing on international macro/finance. I’ve split my career between the public and private sectors. At the time of our 25th reunion,

I was working at the Fed in Washington. During that year, I moved to New York to work for one of the big banks. During the financial crisis, I was asked to come back to Washington to work at the Treasury on domestic finance. My first six months there are still the hardest I’ve ever worked. After two years at the Treasury, I went back to New York (my family had been in New York the whole time) and eventually went to work for a different sell-side firm. In the spring of 2021, in the middle of the pandemic, I was offered a position at a macro hedge fund in London. We moved to the UK in August of 2021. It took longer for COVID to wind down than we expected, but it’s been fun to spend some time on this side of the Atlantic. We still have our apartment in New York, and we expect to end up back there. That said, I’m in no rush to stop working.

I’ve been happily married to my wife Susan since 1986. During the pandemic, we both worked in our apartment in New York. It was the first time that we had worked in the same space. It was a pleasant surprise how much fun that was. To find out something new about a very long standing relationship was a real silver lining in that strange and terrible time. Our daughter (lawyer) is in Billings, Montana. She’s our connection to the West, which Susan and I still miss. Our son (graphic designer) is in Brooklyn. When we were living in New York, we saw him almost every week, and now we see him whenever

we’re back in New York.

Looking back at my time at Deerfield, I’m struck by how much things have changed and by what has stayed the same. (Surely anyone looking back over fifty years has the same reaction.) I remember the basic Texas Instruments calculator that Herby Falk (I think) had. It was a marvel. I’ve been spending a bunch of time over the last six months working with the new large language models – ChatGPT and Claude. The phones we all walk around with now are roughly comparable to the most advanced “super computers” available at the time of our 25th reunion.

On the other hand, a nice email from Tom Chelimsky found me on my way to Dubai for some business meetings. When I was at Deerfield, my family was living in Saudi Arabia. The recent tragic events in that region remind me of how little some things have changed.

In recollecting my Deerfield days, two odd changes in perspective stand out. First, whenever I’ve been back, I’m struck by how beautiful the Pocumtuck Valley is. I really didn’t appreciate that when I was there. Second, I don’t think of my final two years of high school as being a particularly happy time. Having been the parent of two teenagers, I have a different perspective on that now. But when I think back on my time at Deerfield, what I remember are many good times with friends. Thanks for that, and best wishes to all my classmates.

SAMUEL WILDER ALLEN

It was the start of high school junior year when my Deerfield life began. Some of my McAllister co-residents in those days included Bill Ju, Tom Mood, Scott Opler, Fred Rich, George Sibley, Steve Spalding, and Martin Timmons. Together, we played bridge and shared stories about the meaning of life, in the Pocumtuck Valley. We laughed and we cried.

One rainy autumn day, while walking through the wet grass of the cemetery adjoining McAllister, I reflected on the

Mr. O’Brien English test which I had just bombed. “Shoulda, Woulda, Coulda… Why couldn’t I have had more to say about sonnets and olde English?” My mood was as dark as the sky and as gray as the tombstones. But wait! What’s that? There in front of me stood a headstone with my name etched into the slate. Another “Samuel Allen had lived (and died) in Deerfield… deceased 1746, defending his family from Indians! I was not completely alone! Another Sam Allen had made it at Deerfield, at least until he didn’t. Initially, the discovery did not assure me of good things to come, but gradually it helped me to shift away from my despair and into a more curious space. Last summer, Mary and I revisited the McAllister cemetery and rediscovered the headstone.

50 years since walking with each of you to shake Mr. Pynchon’s hand is a perfect time to reconnect. Deerfield was a serious challenge, but it transformed my understanding of what was possible. I learned that there was no limit to what my imagination and desire could allow if I was willing to apply myself.

My friend and classical music enthusiast, Scott, my bridge club partner George, Mr. Blanchard (who gave me and George a detention for playing frisbee during a required school meeting), Mr. Terry with his “Encounter” group, Mr. Howell in the physics classroom but also with his bridge playing wife, all showed me then, and some of them, more recently, what is possible in life.

Along the way I have been blessed by a family who taught me that life rarely goes according to plan, but if you are not overly attached to specific outcomes, you may learn and grow from the experience.

Incidents and Accidents

1. Colorado College, Geology and Phi

Beta Kappa 1974/79

• Sky diving from a perfectly good airplane although breaking my left ankle at landing, 1976

• Driving a new BMW from Munich to Tehran and living for three weeks with a family in Tehran, 1977

• Visiting a castle built by Alexander the Great in Herat Afghanistan,

SAMUEL WILDER ALLEN

and having my friends’ blue jeans stolen by a misinformed shop keeper, 1977

• Working on a Kibbutz and picking bananas, 1977

2. Denver-Boulder 1979/87

• Starting a professional geology career and sleeping on a couch, 1979

• Meeting Mary and falling in love, 1981

• Founding a telemark ski team with friends and losing pitchers of beer

yet winning an uphill downhill challenge, 1981/84

• River rafters watch guide die after eating hemlock - UPI Archives 1983/84

• Colorado School of Mines, Masters in Science, Geophysics 1984/87

• Wedding Day, the best decision of my life, Aug 23, 1986

3. Dallas TX, Sun Exploration, 1987/92

• Working as a geophysicist, experiencing life in Dallas and starting a family.

• Three marathons in TX. Hitting the wall and escaping the wall.

• Becoming a father and learning how to be a Dad, 1987/90/93

• Kayaking/camping in AR, TX, OK, in rainstorms, cool winter & hot summer days

4. Boulder, CO 1992/ 97

• Starting a company and feeling the ups and downs of business development

• Practicing pie baking, sometimes with too much flour

• Tinkering in the garden; veggies, flowers, trees, shrubs

• Running in the Pikes Peak Ascent & Ouray/Telluride Imogene Pass run, 1992-96

5. Cairo Egypt, Apache Corporation, 1997/ 2000

• Skiing in France, Austria, New Zealand with the family, 1997/99

• Climbing the Great Pyramid, Cheops, in Giza before, during and after the “Sound and Light” show, Ramadan 1999

• Canoeing on the Nile in downtown Cairo before experiencing a dinner of wrinkle-neck Perch & Climbing Mount Sinai in the predawn with pilgrims. 1997/98/99

6. Boulder CO 2000-2023

• Working intermittently as geologist and geophysicist, 2001/23

• Volunteering at Boulder Valley Public Schools, 2004/07

• Saying “Good Bye” to Dad, 2009

• Organizing a cooking team of 15 for the 1st Friday Dinner shift of the Boulder Homeless Shelter, 2010/20

FREDERICK (SCOTT) AMLING

Still working but have spent more time in Florida (golf and beach) and in Winnetka IL, where my daughter and girlfriend live.

Spending some time in Maine every year, too.

So job wise, for the past seven years or so I have worked as a corporate governance client advisor and relationship manager

for S&P Global (legacy firms Ipreo and IHS Markit). In this role I was supporting corporate clients, including with their shareholder engagement effort, voting analytics and proposal research. Before this I worked with Institutional Shareholder Services participating in proxy analysis and policy applications, generating

recommendations for corporate governance and proxy voting advice for institutional investment managers. Prior to this I worked for a long time in the investment management industry, as a client portfolio manager with institutional accounts.

Hope to attend the reunion.

Best Regards, Scott

BLAKE ANDERSON

I remember that last drive down Albany Road; the strongest sense of freedom and relief mingled with the aroma of hot motor oil and exhaust. My only worry in the world was oil pressure, but, being followed by a carload of my childhood friends, I had that risk semi-covered. That was a deeply happy day.

Nina and I left the North Shore behind and retired to our summer house last year, although Covid-19 had accelerated our transition to country life full-time. Covid taught us that Bloomberg terminals can work effectively on a mountainside, but that fixed-income strategy is less all-

engaging when there are loons and white sails gliding past the office window.

So, we’re left with a rambling old cottage that is often filled with our kids, their spouses and friends as well as a very spoiled English Bulldog. There are hopelessly unreliable old British cars tucked in the barn, so fifty years later I’m still worrying about oil pressure.

Nina and I, the kids and their spouses all studied at McGill, so Montreal continues to be our frequent destination city of choice.

I wish you health and happiness.

Blake

GRAHAM ANTHONY II

The first half of my life I was a Yankee. Second Half a Southerner. Moved to Utah 12 years ago and settled where I belong for the third half of life; A Westerner. A lover of mountains and moose and elk, wide blue skies and starry nights. Utah is a giant playground full of magic and wonder. Lucky enough to fall in love and marry again last summer. Lora and I enjoy this life fully. Every day. Every precious day. She brought 4 young men into my world and I became part of a family. The best. So much to look forward to. So much gratitude.

My career path meandered for decades and makes no sense even in retrospect. It has been a fun ride and I have had opportunities to exercise all the stuff I loved to do 50 years ago. I have lost many battles and feel like I won the war.

Thanks to the Cashmeres - the first of a lifetime of bands. Music is the thread I cherish most. I have enjoyed the privilege of playing with and making great friends through music.

Thanks to Jim Knox, David Pynchon, Hodo, Kishi, Richard Piper, John O’Brien, Judd Blain. Without their compassion and creative inspiration… Well, I don’t want to think about it. We were given space to break stuff, and the opportunity to put it back together. The stakes were high, but the consequences a bit more forgiving than today. Lucky us. Imagine being a teenager today. Yikes! The world needs Frank Boyden’s wisdom and guidance more than ever.

Try to spread a little around.

Graham Anthony ’74

JOEL ARNASON

I have little to add to my 25th Reunion submission. My four children all have college and postgraduate degrees and good jobs. They have graced me with 10 healthy grandchildren. I have now retired from the practice of law in both North Dakota and Minnesota after 42 years. I primarily

represented indigent individuals in felony criminal matters. I still run, golf, hunt, fish and follow all Minnesota professional sports teams. I have lived in the same house for over 40 years with my lovely wife, Laurie. I also own a lake cabin in Bemidji, Minnesota which I spend a lot of time at. I have

submitted two photos. The first is a pic of me after arguing my last case in front of the North Dakota Supreme Court some time ago, and the second is a picture of me this last summer at the cabin in Bemidji, MN.

JOHN (JIB) BABBITT JR.

Recently retired after buying the family company years ago. My son is now at the helm and I take the title of chairman.

One wife, two grown children, and two grandchildren. Still sailing a bunch, usually 120+ nights aboard Goombay. I still find time to ski, and since our 25th, I have taken up golf as well. I still am terrible at keeping up with classmates, although I enjoy emails from classmates who do correspond. As the case was at our 25th reunion, I will be sailing this June. All the best to the Class of ‘74!

It is hard to believe that next year will be our 50th reunion!

I so many fond memories of Deerfield, my classmates, teachers, and sport coaches.

I am saddened by the sudden passing of Rod Trevino due to Covid. We both were best of friends at Stanford and took many vacations together in Mexico and Colorado. In fact, Rod and his brother Adrian and I did a 1,500-mile bike trip from Denver, Colorado, over and down the other side of the Rockies and then further west to Vernal, Utah and north up to Cody, Wyoming.

After graduation from Deerfield in June 1974, Rod, Hugh Cullman (my Deerfield

JOHN C. BAITY JR.

roommate and close friend) and I kayaked down the Deerfield River to the Connecticut River to Mystic, Connecticut.

I deeply miss my classmate Scott Opler and will remember him for his unique writing capabilities which he carried onto Princeton.

I credit Deerfield for giving me an excellent educational foundation. After Deerfield, I went to Stanford University, undergraduate (Class of 78) and Master of Science degree in engineering (1979) and then graduated from Wharton Business School (1985).

Deerfield sports were terrific. I took my Deerfield squash experience to go

onto start the Stanford Squash Team in 1976. I also took my golf skills onto Stanford University, where I qualified for the #5 spot on the varsity golf team in my sophomore year.

After Stanford, I went to General Electric Company and graduated from their Financial Management Program in 1985. Since then, I held the CFO and Treasurer roles for 5 banks over a span of 21 years; then worked at the Federal Home Loan Bank of Boston for 7 years; and now have been at PNC Bank as a Managing Director in their Financial Institutions Group for 16 years. My wife and I moved to Bedford, New Hampshire when I accepted a position as Treasurer for Bank of Ireland’s US banking subsidiary. Despite all the consolidation in the banking industry, I managed to find new CFO roles at various New England banks.

I am blessed to have a wonderful daughter, Brianne and two beautiful grandchildren, Genevieve and Charlie, who live in Medford, Massachusetts and a vacation house in Falmouth, Massachusetts.

It will be terrific to see my Deerfield classmates at the reunion next June and talk about our experiences at Deerfield and after Deerfield. I also look forward to seeing the new buildings on the Deerfield campus since my last reunion visit.

KEITH BAITY

It is hard to believe that 50 years have already passed since our class graduated in 1974.

All I can say is that I am glad everyone is wearing name tags!

Everything I remember about Deerfield is positive.  The education was not only in the classroom, but also on the athletic field and most significantly, we learned from each other.

I liked everyone in our class but regret that my circle of friends could not have been wider.  Of course, the classmates who also attended Princeton University deserve special mention:  Rob Broome, my roommate and squash teammate; Scott Opler, my friend and literary genius; and David deNunzio, exceptional in so many different ways, quintessentially “Deerfield material.”

But there are other classmates whom I respected and admired, among them Don Halstead, Rod Trevino, Gordon Hafner, to mention just a few.

Equally important, I owe gratitude to the faculty: Mr du Bois, my freshman dorm master; Mr Byrnes, my history professor; and Mr Cushman, my sophomore year dorm master.  These professors made learning enjoyable and I will never forget their positive contributions to my personal development.

I have a son from Rome, Italy who has a PhD in theoretical physics and is now engaged in artificial intelligence at the University of Zurich.  Marco, like me, is fluent in four languages, valedictorian at the University of Rome and the youngest member of Google’s technology team’s visit to China.

There are some classmates who will not be at our 50th reunion:  Rod Trevino and Scott Opler, among others.  I hope a moment of prayer is possible at our Reunion.

DOUGLAS (DOUG) BARGAR

Hello Classmates! First I’d like to say a few things about Deerfield. I first learned about prep schools when I was attending Camp Dudley in Westport, NY. Some of my friends were “preppies” and as things seemed to be deteriorating at our local high school, I became more interested in prep schools. I convinced my dad to let me pursue this. We made a road trip together to many of them, Deerfield, Andover, and Exeter included. After some campus visits and going through the application process

it was not that difficult to choose Deerfield as the place I wanted to be.

When I think of my first impressions of the school, like many of my classmates, I remember seeing Mr. Boyden around campus, at the dining hall and I believe even riding around in his horse and buggy. I soon found out that he was a legend at the school and we were quite lucky to be in his presence. Even to this day I think of Mr. Boyden and the fact that although he was quite slight in stature, he was a giant in the secondary school education community.

I have some very vivid memories from my time there. I was able to make friends fairly quickly with many of my dorm mates at Dean Hall. Besides the academic challenges, I soon realized that sports was going to be a big part of my Deerfield experience. In the winter, even though I had aspirations of making the varsity alpine team, I soon realized that I was outclassed by many of the other skiers from New England. For some reason, I gravitated to cross country skiing. I want to acknowledge the roles that Mr. Burdick and Mr. Larkin played in sparking my interest in the sport. I distinctly remember being down at the lower level with a group of other aspiring skiers, following Mr. Burdick around as he demonstrated the traditional technique and how his enthusiasm was quite infectious. I caught onto it and within a year or so was one of the top skiers in cross country for Deerfield. I stuck with the sport after Deerfield.

Among other things, I ended up competing in four American Birkebeiner marathons in Wisconsin. In 1989, I purchased a camper van and skied in six 50 km marathons across the country from New Hampshire to California. The highlight of this trip was in West Yellowstone, MT where for the first time I completed a 50 km marathon in under 3 hours.

After graduating from Deerfield, I attended Stanford University and after that went to law school at Case Western Reserve University in Cleveland. I did not pass the bar exam on my first try but after taking some time off, I eventually did. The training from my law school experience was excellent but I only practiced law for about two years. As I was living in Vermont at the time, in the year 2000 I made the decision to return to my hometown, Jamestown, N.Y. There, I was recruited to run our family real estate business, Fluvanna Realty, and served as president of the company until about 2010. Since then, I have continued as a landlord but am winding that down now as I no longer feel up to the challenges involved. I met my wife Karen in 2016 and we were married in Erie, PA, her hometown in 2018. I have really enjoyed getting to know my stepson Noah who is 13 now. He’s doing great in school and is really involved in his cross country and soccer teams. In cross country, he usually finishes first or second in his races so we are very proud of all of his accomplishments.

Finally, I’m very much looking forward to seeing many of my classmates again in June. In addition to those friendships, I also was able to develop friendships with some of Deerfield’s faculty. Jeff Dufresne told me recently that Mr. Fabiani may be at our 50th. I hope so. It would be great to see him after so many years.

JASON BASTIS

Deerfield led me to Bucknell University, where I entered the engineering college. That lasted one semester, and I subsequently transferred into the liberal arts college in pursuit of a BA degree in Economics. Two significant differences between DA and BU - women on campus, and the drinking age ROSE to 21 (PA).

I joined a frat, played varsity lacrosse freshman year, and I met my (to be) wife, Laurie, in the first week of college - it only took 13 years for us to have our first date (more on this later).

After graduating with a BA in Econ, I settled in NYC. I was influenced by my

two older brothers who were both in the shipping industry (oil tankers), and I joined a ship-owning company in Manhattan, taking a position in their operations department. After about a year, I left for a position as an oil tanker broker at Poten & Partners, negotiating contracts between major oil companies and ship owning companies for the movement of crude oil and oil products globally. Six years later I left with five colleagues to go in partnership with a smaller ship brokering company, McQuilling Brokerage Partners (subsequently McQuilling Partners). Over my 35 years there as a

senior partner, we grew a company of 15 people into a major international brokerage company, with 10 foreign offices in various cities in South America, Europe, the Middle East, and Singapore.

A fateful trip in December 1987 to a bowling alley on Long Island with my longtime college friend Laurie Bruckner morphed into a quick romance - we were married in Oct 1988. After many years trying to conceive, we were blessed to have a son in 1998 - Matthew - who is now living in Manhattan, working for Wells Fargo Wealth Management.

Laurie and I currently live on Long Island, in Lloyd Harbor. I retired in 2021, and set to work to lose 43 years worth of sandwiches consumed at my desk, and through a combination of near-starvation and exercise I lost 55 lbs of flab, and continued to pursue two passions - golf and reading (non-fiction).

I am hopeful to be at our DA 50th reunion, having enjoyed seeing many classmates at our 40th. I will readily admit that I did a poor job of keeping in touch with you all - but I hope to re-engage June ‘24, and look forward to seeing all.

FREDERICK BENDHEIM

I am happy to be in touch with several Deerfield friends: David Frankel, Jim Wilson, John and Karen O’Brien, Nancy Hodermarky and Maria Hodermarska. David is my neighbor in Brooklyn, NY, and Jim lives just around the corner in Montana! Sarah and I spent some enjoyable time this summer with Jim in Montana. We see Nancy Hodermarsky most every August in Deer Isle, ME., and sometimes when we’re lucky, Karen and John too. Maria also lives in Brooklyn, and she has a wonderful family who we have gotten to know. I just moved my art studio home after many years.

ROBERT BEWKES

Well, for some of you, who were close friends at the time, you might remember I was not planning on returning after Christmas Break. I had a difficult fall semester spending half of it going in and out of the infirmary. I couldn’t make it more than a few days before getting sick and they did test me three times for Mono that came up negative. Boyle got so pissed at my sleeping all the time that he had my corridor mates lift my bureau and put my alarm clock under it so I couldn’t turn it off in the morning... It didn’t work. So I went home for Christmas HOPING I could convince my Father I didn’t want to return. Of course I didn’t want to miss out on Christmas Break fun so I decided I’d wait until the end of Break to announce my intentions of not returning to school. As it turned out that argument never took place because four days into a ski trip to Stratton I couldn’t get out of bed and my eyes and skin had turned a nice shade of yellow. I ended up in the hospital with a bad case of Jaundice with liver damage for a couple of weeks followed by bed rest until May. I was then sent to Darien High School for a month just to give me something to do and get me out of my mother’s hair. Over the summer my Father dragged me up to DA to meet with Pynchon to convince me to come back and join the class of 75. I didn’t want to return

and join the lower class and not really be with my friends from class of 74. So I had found a different school that I wanted to go to that was coed! Not only coed but your basic communal hippie school. With a coed dorm! Of course I choose to live in the boys dorm because a man’s got to sleep at some point. The headmaster, Phil, had longer hair than me and the best part was during the winter we could choose to ski and race during the day and take classes at night! The school was called Woodstock Country School, in South Woodstock VT. Of course my parents were thrilled. Archie Bunker would have described the school as something “some Ivy League Commie Pinkos started.” Of course there will be no 50th reunion there as the school, founded in 1948, had gone bankrupt in the 90’s. From there I went on to Syracuse University then on to my first job in Philly for one of the largest independent Pepsi Bottlers in the country. I was transferred to NYC, where I met and married my wife, Stacey. I had at that point left the soda side of the beverage industry for the more lucrative distilled spirits side. Worked at Whitbread PLC and we had two boys while still in the city. They sold out and I ended up at Heublein Grand Met as VP. New Products in Hartford CT. We were then going to move to Westport CT. so I could commute to Hartford and

my wife to NYC. That did not work out very well as commutes go so I then took a job as head of Sales and Marketing for Kirin Beer USA. We then moved to CT. and had two daughters. Kirin relocated to Louisville and I did not follow as Stacey had a good job at Simon & Schuster. I changed careers and went to work in finance like everyone else in Fairfield County. I joined PaineWebber in 1990 and was there for 15 years. In 2002 Deerfield came back into my life as my oldest son attended the school. He was followed by all three of his siblings so I was at Deerfield for sporting events and Parents Weekends from 2002 until 2018!!! As I said to Marc Johnson and Bob DeWitt, who also had children attending school, I think I’ve been to more classes as a parent than as a student here. I like to think I was following tradition by leaving DA during my Junior year as my father, who attended, also did not return for his Senior year. However there is a SLIGHT difference he skipped his Senior year to go directly to college at his father’s behest to better prepare himself for war. I did have a conversation with Dean “Dumpy” Kolster about his suggestion that I should leave DA and go into the military during my Junior Fall semester. I don’t think he was really looking out for my best interests because he made the same recommendation to my best friend at school Peter Grossman too. I don’t think I would’ve liked the jungle. Anyway I’m now retired and split my time between our homes in Nantucket and the Berkshire mountains in Williamstown, MA. All four of our kids classes of 06’,09’,12’ & 18’ live west of the Mississippi, but come home for the holidays and summertime in Nantucket, and life is good. Look forward to seeing everyone in June! The only photos I have of DA are my own children’s Parents Weekends and graduations.... I won’t bore you with them.

ROBERT (CHIP) BILDER JR.

After DA I headed to NYC’s Columbia College majoring in Biology and Psychology, then PhD at City University of New York in Neuropsychology, internship at Columbia-Presbyterian, and worked in clinical neuropsychology and neuroscience research (at Columbia, Long Island Jewish (now “Northwell”), Nathan Kline Institute, then in 2002 moved to UCLA as

professor and head of psychology in the health system, and got an endowed chair in creativity research, of all things! Married in 2000 to Deborah Willson (psychologist and psychoanalyst) and we had twins in 2002 (Leopold and Alexandra) who are now in college (Northwestern and Barnard, respectively). So lucky!

FRANK (JEFF) BINSWANGER III

50 years …!!!

Well, 50 years ago, I taught Peter Griffin how to pick up girls, Billy Wharff how to make a tackle in football, Richie Zink and David Douvadjian how to score touchdowns, Rick Sandoval how to pick up girls at the Deerfield Inn, Reggie Nalley how to dance, and Bob Paladino how to get into Wesleyan. Well, anyway, that’s what I like to think happened…

Three memories stand out from my

years at DA: 1) the joy of beating Andover in football; 2) having the opportunity to captain the baseball team with my great friend Tom Prior (under the watchful eye of Mr. Boyden); and 3) learning from a number of incredible mentors, with special shout-outs to the Hodos, Smitty, Jim Fabiani and Mr Demers- who I still think about every day, being I can’t hardly walk on my right leg after tearing it my junior year in practice. I’m forever grateful to Mimi and Jay Morsman, who I was lucky enough to spend my junior year and senior years proctoring with the “Big Goon.” For all the laughs we had together and life lessons, they will forever be my special second family.

1972-74: Remembering long, cold winter nights, happy just to get a big order of McDonald’s delivered to the dorm with all the guys, and getting caught downstairs watching the Philadelphia Flyers beat the Bruins in the 1974 Stanley Cupinstead of doing my homework. Some things never change!

After four great years at Wesleyan, I leapt at the chance to join the third generation of Binswangers in our international real estate company. I was tasked to not only expand our domestic operations, but also to set up offices around the world, opening in more than 150 locations to better support our clients’ global real estate requirements. Our company is now in its 94th year, and I’m pleased to have my son Zach (DA ’09) leading the 4th generation in our family business. While many of us are contemplating retirement, I can’t say it’s on my radar: my father worked until

he died last year at 94, and I’ll probably do the same. I love what I do, and seeing my son Zach leading the team around the world is just pure joy.

What a ball life has been with my wife of 35 years, Shauna, who supported me through treatment for testicular cancer, and knock on wood, I’ve been fortunate to have a clean bill of health ever since.

Our lives are rich with family, friends, dogs (my wife is involved with the Pennsylvania SPCA), rooting for the Eagles, Phillies, Sixers and Flyers, and lots of adventure and travel.

Because of Shauna, I have two amazing kids! Son Zach is newly married and living in Chicago, and our daughter Katie is in New York working in fintech. Since both graduated from Deerfield, we’ve been fortunate to have an excuse to spend lots more time enjoying the good life on campus.

Our family bleeds green. Over the years, there have been nine Binswangers at Deerfield! The school has meant so much to all of us, and I could not be more grateful than to be a part of that legacy. I look forward to our 50th to reconnect with so many of the “boys” who added so much to my life.

What a life I’ve had...

What a family I’ve been so lucky to be part of…

Deerfield means so much to me and the entire Binswanger clan.

As I wrote in our yearbook in 1974, and continue to believe: “A man’s reach should exceed his grasp or what is heaven for” (Robert Browning)

Cheers to the class of 1974!

At our 10th reunion I watched the 50 year guys and thought that was way beyond my horizon. Now I can see how it happens.

PETER BRADSHAW

I am retired from general surgery and busy with fun stuff. We travel, I get to devote time to computer coding, and best of all our first grandchild is only about an hour away and her nanny’s 40 hours run out on Thursday so we spend a lot of Fridays taking care of her. Of course I hope she will be a fourth generation Deerfield student to coincide with another Bewkes.

To summarize my 25th reunion yearbook entry, I went from DA to UNC for college and medical school, where I married Ellie, a lawyer. We then moved to Lexington, KY for my residency and her legal career. We went from there to Hickory, NC where we both practiced for 35 years, and had a girl and two boys. It has been a great community and I try to repay them, but Ellie has brought many more opportunities to the area than I have.

I am grateful for and proud of my Deerfield experience. Nothing since has produced as much loyalty. I hope one of you will have an explanation for why my three years there made me feel so strongly, but I am looking forward to seeing y’all even if you can’t!

DAVID (DAVE) BROOKS

I thought I was DONE with writing assignments for High School…

I’m a carpenter, a photographer, and until recently a farmer. I continue to feel like an incredibly lucky guy. I’ve made a couple of great decisions in life, and a number of good ones. Let’s shelve the others for now and wait for a bourbon, or two. Attending Deerfield was one of the great ones. Not a week has passed without a fond memory causing distraction. I regret that it has been a personal thing. Wish I had stayed in better touch. So here goes…

I went to Tulane University and while I enjoyed a college education that Deerfield prepared me for, alas; other aspects of life in New Orleans proved equally attractive. After 2 years, I spoke with my parents and an advisor, (“It’s a slippery slope Dave. I want to see you in that chair one year from now.”) and opted for “leave of absence”; good decision. I worked as a waiter at Commander’s Palace, made mad money, and traveled for 3 months through Central America. That was the last time I traveled with a suitcase. I found the world (or the “field”) to be a better classroom. I

wondered if one could travel and receive college credit for lessons learned? Having participated in Outward Bound, I discovered National Outdoor Leadership School offered semester programs abroad. This was a hard sell to my folks and don’t get me started on that so-called advisor. It was a great decision. Shortly after, I headed to Kenya for 3 months. We climbed the highest mountains in Africa, hiked past lion and rhino and black mambas, and sailed Arabic dhows on the Indian Ocean. Upon completion I was invited to stay on and instruct. Three months became 2 years. It will do that.

Between travels I hustled on to a Harvard Project in the Masai Mara studying the social behavior of baboons. Specifically, the male dominance hierarchy. This paid unexpected dividends when I returned to the states, enrolled at UVA and walked into a bar or fraternity.

One reason I chose UVA was its proximity to my grandfather’s farm, which some of you have visited. Six years in Charlottesville; three at UVA with a summer job driving an ice cream truck and traveling with my camera the other five months; Heaven. However, my father was getting a little antsy. He thought I might be lacking direction (I may have muttered, “east, west, north or south? Pick one.) He suggested that I might at the very least consider a trade. “Learn something that you can fall back on ‘’ were his exact words. Son of a gun was right again.

I became a carpenter, then general contractor, specializing in residential and at times historical renovation. I’ve called Richmond Virginia home for 35 years now. I live in Church Hill, our oldest neighborhood. It’s named after St. John’s Church where Patrick Henry said something about liberty or death.

I also enjoyed the wonders of my grandfather’s, then my parents, then my own farm (shared with siblings). But you know what they say about farming? “If you want to make a little money farming, you need to start with a lot.” Five years and we sold it. I inherited 50 acres of woodlands, built a barn and filled it with wide board oak, walnut, cherry, and pine and will start building a cabin in 2024/25. But the real magic lies in the fact that I’ve preserved 9 vernal pools which explode every spring with 5 or 6 endangered amphibian species. Thousands of frogs, salamanders, and even freshwater shrimp (think “sea monkeys”). Then the pools dry up, waiting for the next winter’s snows or rains to start the cycle again. I remain a proud steward of the land.

Oh, and I returned to Kenya, to “give back” as they say. In 2002 I participated in the first “proper walk”. A bi-annual hike covering 150-200 miles in 10 days in the Great Rift Valley in an effort to raise money for an AIDS orphanage. Imagine a camel caravan traveling through an arid inhospitable region. Yeah, we got our asses kicked by Africa! And we did it 6 more times. Now it’s the “Proper Safari” and for some reason we only hike 50 miles or so in 4 days through private game preserves. We spend 3 days with the 650 children doing work projects at the orphanage, travel, and visit various game parks.

This “adventure for a cause” occurs every year. And we’ve raised $1.1 million. So, while I’m contemplating retirement this year, if anyone wants to help build a cabin or even participate on a proper safari in Kenya, please feel free to inquire. Could I be more lucky? I guess we will find out.

About those bourbons…

KEITH (TONY) BROWN

My Deerfield Friends,

The year 1974 was the year that we all parted ways to begin the lives our time at Deerfield had prepared us for. My path took me to Ohio Wesleyan University, where I spent two years, then eventually leaving for a good job. Years later I would enroll into the University of Akron and studied Business Education. After 5 years, I graduated, bought a home, and got married. As an undergrad, I became employed by the university and worked there for 31 years. Unfortunately, my marriage lasted only 10 years. It was, however, fruitful; as I have 4 children.

I am happy now, and engaged to be married to a beautiful woman. We haven’t set a date yet but I presume it to occur within the year.

I joined many of you for the 25th reunion and had a ball! You guys still look the same!

I thank GOD that we have another opportunity to come together again and chop it up about old and new times. I will do my best to join you all at this one.

Keith A (Tony) Brown

JOHN BRUCH III

Four great years at DA! Many great memories and friendships. Undergraduate degree from Washington & Lee. MBA, Loyola (Maryland).

Career banker. Started with Chemical Bank, NYC. Completed Corporate Bank Training Program and served as a line lending officer and correspondent banker. Ultimately landed in Maryland where I met my wife. Subsequent positions in Baltimore with M&T Bank, Alex Brown and Wells Fargo. Currently, a Senior Adviser with Bengur Bryan & Co., a middle market investment bank.

Active in several non-profits over the years. Now spending considerable time in North Central Pennsylvania on various trout streams and mountain tops while being based out of Eagles Mere, PA.

Married. Wife – Laurie (John Hopkins Hospital) One son, two daughters: John (Captain, US Army) Lee (American Battlefield Trust, Washington, DC) & Catherine (Johns Hopkins University, Baltimore).

It’s been a great ride since leaving The Pocumtuck Valley. Looking forward to seeing everyone at our 50th!

JAMES (CHRIS) CALLAHAN III

Deerfield friends are still with me.

Fifty years later I am again skating with Ric Briand. Now in Burlington, Vermont.

Kevin O’Donoghue is always a gracious host when I’m looking for a mooring in Scituate.

Kevin Maguire is in constant touch from Australia with news of his amazing twin daughters.

Billy Wharff is bringing needed housing to my beloved Lewiston, Maine.

My Bates buddy Nick Helides and I no longer have our annual beer. We text. I miss the beer.

I wait for my occasional call from the always entertaining Ward Rafferty.

I miss hearing from Vince Osterman. It’s been too long.

I look forward to seeing Joe Noonan again.

We miss Mike Ratchford, Pete Bannish and Billy McNiel. I think of them often.

Paul Creedon, we all need you in our lives. Where is Peter Quinn?

Did Mike Parenteau take over the school store from his parents? Still hitting homers?

Whatever happened to Bob Briggs, Rusty Jones and Jack Fahey, the nicest guys in the world?

Has anyone heard from Rich Zinc or Jim Gilligan lately? I know Ward Mann is up here in Vermont somewhere.

Dave Douvadjian, Jon Lowe-that’s my fault. I know where they are. Is Budrewicz still in the Greenfield area?

What is Suwat up to? And Achim “Max”? Where is Rich Ahn’s huge smile these days?

Of course we are constantly entertained by Dave Rosenfield’s photography.

I hear that Peter Griffin, Bill Dodge and Brian Egan still celebrate holidays with Wyllys Terry III.

The Cross Country guys: Gordon, Kasserman, DeNunzio, Mayyasi. Bring your running shoes. It would be so nice to take an early morning jog around campus. Mo Hunt meant the world to me.

The boys from Barton I - All so good to me back then. I hope all is well with Yuji and Toshi Kishimoto. They set the tone for what Deerfield became for me.

Along with great friends Deerfield allowed me the freedom and confidence to explore life. Quite a gift.

I am a happy Grampy, my wife still puts up with me and my kids still make fun of me. I hope to finish up strong.

I look forward to seeing everyone in June.

Chris

JAMES CARTER

I entered Deerfield as a 5’-0”, 99 lb. kid and graduated Deerfield as a 5’11” 160 lb. bigger kid. I remember fondly my experience at Deerfield where I not only grew physically, obviously academically, but most importantly emotionally and maturity wise. Although I have not stayed in active contact with many classmates, my memories of our mutual experiences are deep and full of appreciation for those enduring friendships.

After Deerfield, I graduated with an engineering (Civil) degree from UVM, worked for 2 years in construction, completed my MBA in finance at University of Denver and then came back to New England in 1981 to start my real estate career at The Phoenix in Hartford. I had a 20-year career at The Phoenix where I started a real estate development company and ultimately ended up running the real estate investment management organization. That business was sold in 1999 and after completing my one-year engagement to run the business during the transition, I resigned in order to stay home more with my family (we have 4

kids, the oldest of which was entering high school) which was timely because it was just before 9/11. For the last 23 years I have had my own real estate business focused on real estate investment, development, and repositioning under-performing assets. My profession was blessed with many great relationships and more than my share of good luck.

Although I greatly enjoyed my real estate career, and the industry treated me well, I also chose to invest a lot of my time in the nonprofit sector. Throughout my professional career I served on many Boards. I started in affordable housing and was very active in numerous organizations which provided financial support to those developing affordable housing. However, after 15 years, and millions of dollars (not mine) of financial support to these communities I realized that funds were not the issue but rather, the issue was much more systemic. I then became very involved in starting a private, tuition-free middle school for inner city boys. This was extremely rewarding but I recognized that despite the nobleness of the cause,

I hated to ask for money. This led me to the concept of social enterprises, basically a business model where the business mission serves a social purpose but is supported by a revenue stream, rather than purely by donor funds. I was involved in starting a nonprofit in Hartford called the Social Enterprise Trust that advocated, promoted, and supported individuals and businesses in this space. Since then, I have and remain active in starting two new social enterprises; Fresh Start Pallet Products Inc and the Munatare Empowerment Center.

My ultimate passion is my family. I have been blessed to be married for 42 years (to the same woman, Barbara), and have four great children (three girls, one boy), three sons-in-laws, two grandchildren and a third grandchild due in December. We are fortunate to have three of the four kids still live within 5 miles of us and our fourth is out in San Francisco. Our kids all went through the local public school system, and went on to liberal art colleges, with two of them gaining advanced degrees. We are very proud of them and feel fortunate that we have been able to stay in their lives.

In closing, I, and my family have truly been blessed. We have been very fortunate, my wife and I remain very active skiing, playing tennis and other recreational activities. We still have our Northside House at Mt. Snow where a number of us (Deerfield Grads) along with some Stoneleigh girls had a great weekend after graduation. My Deerfield experience challenged me in so many ways. Through my many struggles at that time, being on your own at that age, led me to seek support from my classmates and mentoring from my teachers, a lesson that I have used throughout the rest of my life.

Thank you, Deerfield.

CHESTER (CHET) CASWELL III

THOMAS (TOM) CHELIMSKY

When I think of that time gone by, my time at an all-boys school called Deerfield, so many formative memories come rushing back. They both anchor me solidly to that now strange era and continue sowing more seeds today. Prior to Deerfield I had been educated primarily in French schools and thought of myself as a French boy. The sudden tear away from so many French friends in the middle of a formative school year was hard. I remember crying my eyes out on the jet plane that brought us across

the ocean, knowing that I might never see those friends again. But even harder was trying to understand the spirit of American boys. French kids showed affection by making jokes and insulting one another. It took me quite some time to understand that this was not accepted in the US, at least not at Deerfield. And since I did not really grasp the cultural difference, I could not talk about it openly.

After one of the movie nights, trying to act cool and fit in, I talked about the wonderful movie Jimmy Shelter, and how much I enjoyed it. Everyone laughed without explaining why. Finally, someone took me aside and said: “It’s a hard G, like ‘give’”. But, I thought, my English classes in France taught me that “g” before “I” is a soft g. That’s why you put a “u” in words like “guilty”. I guess English fills the classroom with exceptions. So I thought, If I can eliminate my French accent I will fit in! I went to the sound lab in the language building and practiced many nights until my accent was a thing of the past. Today people often say: “Why did you do that? You would be so much sexierrrr with a French accent!”

Well I don’t need to be sexierrr. I have the most amazing wife, Gisela, from Argentina, and she loves me just as I am with all my faults. We have two kids. Miriam lives with us in Richmond VA, married Wit Robertson in a lovely wedding in May of 2022 in St. Maurice d’Ibie, the small village in Southern France where our family spends our summers to which Jeff and Jody Dufresne came. By the time you read this she will have a 3-month old boy. Hannah lives in Seattle WA, is married to Matt Tatoczenko and Joseph her son will be nearly 1 year old in June of 2024. All of this is nothing short of a miracle, and God just keeps pouring out the blessings, with a marriage that just gets richer. I’m such an idiot that

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I would not have gotten married if God had not intervened in a big way. Tom Westervelt is 100% right in his bio, but I need to add something: the more I get my crazy self out of the way and trust God to work, the more the blessings flow. It’s not a 0-sum game. It’s a minus-sum game!

Removing my accent did not keep me from continuing to irritate my classmates. My lack of understanding American ways earned me the nickname Chump. The next thing I remember was that my own class decided to start a brand-new tradition to creek one of their own. It was the spring of 1972, snow was melting, the chill in the air was waning, and on a sunny weekend day, a large number of the class came to find me in Dean Hall to walk me to the creek, not angrily, just like “yup, we all know you deserve this, let’s get it done.” As we were about to pass Barton, a miracle occurred. The seniors all came out, it seemed there were dozens of them, and rescued me from my own class. I never found out why they did that, perhaps they were rooting for the underdog. But I was extraordinarily grateful to them.

I was passionate about extracurriculars, especially the computer club and the

debate team. I recall writing an entire program in Basic that would help Mr. Cobb figure out the rotations of the students, such that each table would have 6 waiters and 3 students with other duties, and that would maximize how many new people a student would meet. However, the Dartmouth system was replaced by a PDP-11 and my program was never tried. There were many of us on the debate team, but I recall one particular debate when I blew it totally. I was supposed to explain something about how you can provide someone an opportunity but it is their free choice whether they take it. I opened: “You can’t lead a horse to water, but you can make him drink.” Tom Snell and Lew Alexander were my teammates and never let me live that one down. Nor did Jeff Dufresne who sat in the audience.

Today, I am a professor of neurology at Virginia Commonwealth University where my wife Gisela is a professor of pediatric gastroenterology and we lead a team that studies the parts of the brain that allow stress to produce disease. We study things like long COVID, traumatic brain injury, chronic fatigue, and postural tachycardia

syndrome. We both also see patients (lots of them) but we love what we do. I’m really not interested in retirement at this point, though I would like to slow down a hair to truly enjoy my growing family. A month ago, I revisited all of my childhood haunts in Paris with my wife, saw the tiny apartment we lived in when I was 7 years old and my primary school. That was a trip.

I am currently living in Cleveland Ohio after moving from Oxnard California after which I loved.  My wife and I have 5 girls and 3 boys (all grown thank GOD). We have 15 grandsons, 5 granddaughters,

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3 great granddaughters. I can say no one in my family has ever had a headache (light joke)... I was called in to the ministry some 20 years ago and I am currently serving as an Elder of a church here in

Cleveland Ohio (who would have thought it). Unfortunately over the years, I have lost 2 inches in height so I married a beautiful woman over 6 feet to make  up the  difference. All said, LIFE IS GOOD.

PETER CRAMER

Peter Cramer is known for crossdisciplinary multimedia works that encompass experimental film, documentary, and diaristic approach. Through photography, film/video, installation and performance, practice often addresses socio-political engagement and issues of ethnic, sexual/gender identity, AIDS activism and archival histories.

Peter and his life partner Jack Waters co-established Allied Productions Inc, a nonprofit arts umbrella in 1981, served as directors of ABC No Rio alternative art collective from 1983-1990, and co-founded Le Petit Versailles (1996) a community garden based in New York City.

They have been collaborating for decades on themes where art meets aids creates activism. From personal histories to seminal works such as their projects Short Memory/ No History- A Case Of Cultural Amnesia (2000) to “Lo Vamos a Hablar (Let’s Talk About It)”, the first observation of World AIDS Day 2005 for the Centro de Cultura Contemporánea De Barcelona (CCCB).  With the art activist organization Visual AIDS, they participated in exhibitions including “Ephem-

era As Evidence” (2014), NOT OVER: 25 Years of Visual AIDS” (2013), and created the performance of “Sunscreen Test Boulevard In The Sand” (2015) in partnership with the Fire Island Artist Residency (FIAR) and the New York Performance Artists Collective (NYPAC).

In 2015 they created NYOBS, an alternative experimental free association queer skinned “kitchen” band born at the Punk Island Festival. Performance highlights include Après Avant-Garde Festival, Day de Dada, Memories That Smell Like Gasoline-Tribute to David Wojnarowicz at the Whitney Museum, https://visualaids.org/blog/videos-frommemories-that-smell-like-gasoline , BWAC, Incarnata Social Club and Mercury Lounge.

Peter and Jack‘s ongoing project is “Pestilence”, a multimedia musical opus in three parts that observes virus, contagion, and epidemic as parallel processes to the arcs of human culture and structures of social institutions. Part 1: “Generator” previewed at La MaMa in Spring 2020. https://pestilenza.com/

This June of 2023, the NYC AIDS Memorial has commissioned Jack and Peter to create their installation performance titled “Weavers of the Daisy Chain Gang Chorus- Ties That Bind.” https://www. nycaidsmemorial.org/projects-library/ performance-weavers-of-the-daisychain-chorus-ties-that-bond

Peter’s work has been presented at the Museum of Modern Art, MoMA/PS1, Whitney Museum of American Art, New Museum of Contemporary Art, Anthology Film Archives, MIX NYC, Center for Contemporary Culture (Barcelona, Spain), Frise Künstlerhaus (Hamburg, Germany) and discussed in publication including Alternative Histories: New

York Art Spaces, 1960 – 2010 edited by Lauren Rosati and Mary Anne Staniszewski and Gentrification of the Mind: Witness to a Lost Generation by Sarah Schulman. Cramer and Waters are also subjects of Art Spaces Archives Project –oral histories conducted by at the Smithsonian Institution/Archives of American Art. Peter is the unknown #1 interview for the ACT UP Oral History Project, (later included as #50).

Residencies include the Emily Harvey Foundation in Venice, Italy, Harvestworks, and Yaddo, New York. They

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are recipients of a 2014 Kathy Acker Award. Their films have been preserved with the support of the Estate Project for Artists with AIDS and the National Film Preservation Fund, and are available through the Film-makers’ Cooperative https://film-makerscoop.com/

search?q=Peter+Cramer , Fales Downtown Collection, Visual AIDS https:// visualaids.org/artists/peter-cramer and Allied Productions’ archives. https:// www.alliedproductions.org/

Collaborations with artists include Kembra Pfahler, Barbara Hammer, Geoff

Hendricks, Sur Rodney (Sur), Lorraine O’Grady, Stephen Winter, Inbred Hybrid Collective, Carl George and Ethan Shoshan.

Visit our book table in Friendly Fire section at Printed Matter’s 2024 Art Book Fair April 25-28 in New York City.

PAUL CREEDON

Life’s been good to me so far.

The past 50 years have been almost utopian. They began at Boston University where I received a BS in physical therapy. I took a job at a small private practice and my career flourished from there. In time I went on to get a masters and doctorate in PT from MGH. After a 40+ year run, the electronic medical record became too much to endure and one day the ax just fell; in May 2022, I had to retire. All this time my beautiful wife of 43 years was kind enough to stay with me. Together we have 3 perfect children and 5 perfect grandchildren. We have traveled to Florida, New York, Colorado,

Utah, Mexico, Montreal, Quebec, Cape Breton, England, Ireland, France, Italy and the Caribbean. Because we live just a little over an hour away, we have taken multiple day trips to Eagle Rock and historic Deerfield Village. This past summer we downsized from our 3,200 sq ft mc-massion to a 1,200 sq ft home on a beautiful piece of property overlooking a tranquil field and a winding, trout filled river which feeds a reservoir that provides drinking water to Boston, approximately 40 miles away. (see below) I’ll finish by pointing out that retirement is very nice; I highly recommend it.

Hello Sons of Deerfield, Reflecting back, I have more memories of our time on Albany Road than of our 25th. Reminiscences of the lower campus at night, stolen food from the dining hall and Plunkett basement come first to mind and yes, as a Canadian holdover during Thanksgiving break. Although my DA experience ended abruptly, I have treasured my connections to the place; before I was born my grandfather lived in Old Deerfield, my uncle was a Bement graduate and my son became DA ’06. Who’s to say about Leni, our

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first grandchild? Looking at my reunion yearbook entry of 25 years ago, only my address, phone number and spouse remain the same. After careers in pulp and paper, environment and research, I have retired and become a full-time undergraduate student in computer engineering so as to better understand AI (… also the Calculus helps to stave off dementia!). My former musings about the famous motto that adorns our seal are arguably more appropriate today than ever and perhaps ought to be promoted more than in just the DA community.

Quoting recent work of one of the great poets of our time:

Lotta water under the bridge, lotta other stuff too

Don’t get up gentlemen, I’m only passing through

People are crazy and times are strange I’m locked in tight, I’m out of range I used to care, but things have changed!

True, but I still try to be worthy and I hope you do to!

Our June plans are still unsure, will keep in touch.

DAVID DENUNZIO

It’s hard to believe it’s been 50 years. I’m glad we all still feel young!

Best thing I’ve ever done was to marry Jocelyne 35 years ago. We have 2 sons (one a DA graduate), one daughter-in-law and most recently, a grand-dog. We’ve been living in Greenwich, CT -- not far from where I grew up -- for over 30 years. And I’ve had a nearly 44-year career as an M&A practitioner on Wall Street.

I was honored to serve as a Deerfield trustee for 10 years, and we should all be proud of the school and the position it has today.

Looking forward to seeing everyone in June!

ROBERT (BOB) DEWITT

Robert E. DeWitt Retired President, CEO & Vice Chairman GID Investment Advisors

Bob was responsible for implementing the strategic goals and objectives of GID and served on the Executive Committee and various Investment Committees of the firm. His responsibilities included

oversight responsibility and authority for corporate strategy development, new client/equity partner sourcing and procurement, property acquisitions and dispositions, client relations and overall management of the company. He served as President and CEO from December 7, 1998 to July 1, 2020 and January 1, 2021, respectively. Prior to serving as President and CEO, he was Senior Vice President of Acquisitions and Chief Investment Officer. Bob joined GID as Vice President of Acquisitions in 1987. From 1982 through 1987, he was Vice President of Acquisitions at Winthrop Financial Associates, then a major Boston-based national real estate investment banking and syndication firm.

Under Bob’s leadership, GID was transformed from a small, regional real estate owner/operator to the 26th largest owner of apartment properties in the United States with nearly $30 billion of gross assets under management. Bob was personally responsible for developing the ongoing, long-term equity co-investment joint venture relationships with the California Public Employees Retirement System (23 years), the Oregon Public Employees Retirement Fund (16 years) and the Abu Dhabi Investment Authority (9 years), three of the largest and most sophisticated institutional investors in the world.

Bob represented GID in national trade organizations that furthered the business activities of GID. He was on the Board of Directors of the National Multifamily Housing Council and was its Chairman (2016-2017), Vice Chairman and Chairman of NMHC’s Political Action Committee (2014-2015), Treasurer (2012-2013), Secretary (20102011) and had served as the Chairman of NMHC’s Government Sponsored

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Enterprises (FNMA and Freddie Mac) Futures Task Force (2009-2010). He was also a member of the Pension Real Estate Association and the Multifamily Green Council of the Urban Land Institute and past Chairman of the Multifamily Gold Council. He also served on the Governmental Affairs Committee of the Greater Boston Real Estate Board. Bob had appeared in numerous national and regional publications, CNBC’s Squawk Box and was a contributor to “Multifamily Housing: The Essential Industry Text,” published in 2015.

Capping off his 40-year career, Bob was the sixth inductee into the Multifamily Executive Hall of Fame in 2021.

Bob served on the vestry and on the rector search committee of St. Peter’s Episcopal Church in his home town of Weston, MA. He also served on the Board of The Weston Golf Club and as the Golf Committee Chairman.

Bob received an MBA from The Amos Tuck School of Business Administration at Dartmouth College in 1982, a BA cum laude from Middlebury College in Middlebury, Vermont in 1978 and graduated high school from Deerfield Academy in 1974.

A note on my Proudest Accomplishment

Raising three accomplished, wellrounded, highly-educated, grounded, curious and genuinely nice children, all

of whom enjoy each other’s company and being with my wife, Alison, and me. Our children Zach, Andy and Brooke, all of whom, in keeping with my family’s emphasis on the value of education, graduated from Deerfield (’05, ’07 and ’12) and Yale University. My eldest child, Zach, also graduated as a Baker Scholar from Harvard Business School. Having all three each spend four years at Deerfield allowed me to relive my own days in Potomac Valley, which was both extraordinarily positive and gratifying. Deerfield was and is an exceptionally positive and life-changing experience, and I’m extremely grateful for the role it has played and continues to play in my family’s life!

My family and I have developed a deep and abiding love for travel. As a family, we have traveled extensively throughout North America, Europe, Asia, Africa, Central America and South America. We’ve been on numerous African safaris, traveled down the Amazon River, spent two weeks each exploring China, Japan, and Thailand. This all started after my wife and I spent 7.5 weeks backpacking through Africa from Egypt to South Africa the summer I graduated from Tuck in 1982. Having seen much of the whole world, all the members of my family have developed a first-hand view and appreciation of the myriad of cultures, life-styles, religions and political systems that populate our world. It’s been an adventure and an invaluable lesson.

JEFFREY (JEFF) DUFRESNE

I remember the day my parents dropped me off at Deerfield Academy for my orientation in the fall of 1971. I was both excited and terrified. I settled into my room at Dean Hall and plastered posters on the walls to remind me of home. Over time, friendships grew and some classmates have remained lifelong friends. My best memories were from senior year when I was a proctor on Mac3 with Peter Judson. I enjoyed our lively discussions with precocious underclassmen during our occasional “feeds”. My worst memory was watching Pete fall off the 3rd floor fire escape in front of me. Fortunately, Pete just brushed it off and carried on.

After Deerfield, I went to Trinity College and business school at Columbia University where I met and married my soulmate, Josephine. I wanted to get into real estate development, so we headed for “Hotlanta” which was (and still is) booming. For the next 25 years, I acquired and developed real estate on behalf of

institutional investors. Due to good fortune rather than foresight, we exited the market before the crash of 2008.

At the time, I was in my early 50’s and wondering what to do with the rest of my life. An interesting job opportunity in the non-profit world came knocking on my door and I became an executive director of the Urban Land Institute. ULI is a real estate “think tank” comprised of architects, developers, planners, lawyers, and all sorts of folks dedicated to the responsible use of the land.

I really enjoyed my 10-year tenure at ULI and having some impact on our city’s built environment. One highlight was helping to plan and implement the Atlanta BeltLine - a 22-mile former railroad corridor which now brings transit, trails, open space, historic resources, and public art to the City of Atlanta.

Now, entering my third trimester of life, we’ve moved to rural Georgia with our fiercely loyal Kerry Blue terriers. I serve

on a few boards and preside over our area historical society which helps preserve and repurpose structures of historical value.

We also own and operate an edible mushroom farm. Specifically, we harvest and sell Shiitake, Oyster, and Lions Mane mushrooms to local farm-to-table restaurants and directly to consumers. I enjoy working close to nature, and we have a good climate for growing fungi. As we say, when it rains, it “spores”. I’m sure this is not what my parents had in mind when they sent me to Deerfield… but who knew?

BRIAN EGAN

I attended Tufts University 1974-1978, majoring in Economics and English. I also played Football and Lacrosse. I accepted a sales position selling for American Hospital Supply May 1978 upon graduation. I enjoyed a highly successful sales career 1978-1996, where I maintained #1

Salesman in the country. 15 of my 18 yrs in the Metro NYC-NJ Area. In 1996 my partner and I started a medical supply business that we took to $30M in sales in 30 months. Successfully sold business to a medical conglomerate in 2001. In 2002 I founded a Corporate Barter Co. ----CTI

that become the largest barter firm in No. America. In Jan 2023 I successfully sold business to a major media agency culminating my highly successful business career. I have been a very competitive golfer since 1986, 7-time Club Champion. Most important, married 43 years, raised my son Andrew- 36 to be an astute businessman in private equity, and my daughter Amanda -34 to be a topnotch pharmaceutical saleswoman. I adore my 2 grandkids Shea and Patrick, with another grandson on the way in 2024. In closing, my 1 year post graduate experience at Deerfield 1973-1974 was extremely beneficial to my college and 45 yr successful career in business. I wish my 1974 classmates health and happiness in future yrs. GO BIG GREEN!

HERBERT FALK III

Deerfield was a great experience. Being away from North Carolina, at Deerfield, allowed me to start my path to become the individual I am today which my children say I am a consummate geek. This should be no surprise to my 1974 class. Some of the things that Deerfield taught me were that: hard work is usually rewarded, but not always; aiming high won’t always allow us to reach our lofty goals, but the journey to achieve those objectives is well worth the effort; that pizzas delivered late at night aren’t gourmet; and above all be careful going into the river after the floods because of several factors including feces.

One of my most memorable events was the student-faculty discussion about spring electives. This was a discussion about whether spring electives should be graded or pass/fail. To my horror, a student, as part of the argument for grades, asked without grades how could he compare himself against others. I was never one who wanted to compare myself to others via grades but was concerned about college admission (as most of us were). Later in life, a similar question was raised during my Master’s defense. It was a question that I could not answer, and I went to my advisor after the defense and asked for the answer. The answer he gave was that the question was not about getting the correct answer but rather that there are people who always know more and that there is no shame in answering questions. The corollary is that there is no shame in asking questions.

After Deerfield, received a BS-EE and MS-EE from Northwestern University. I loved NU, but it wasn’t my first choice.  However, the pressure of early admission (not acceptance) forced me to take the “bird in the hand” instead of waiting as the deadline approached. At Deerfield, I never found an athletic activity that I was good at. At Northwestern I found it in Rugby and played for 12 years.

I met my wife, Lydia, while working at Westinghouse in the Detroit area. We were married in 1983 and we are still happily married. We had two sons, and they are off of my payroll. One is a lawyer in North Carolina and the other works for an electric utility doing cyber security. They are both married to wonderful women (one a lawyer and the other a nurse). I have two grandkids and it is true about grandkids in that you can spoil them and then give them back to their parents. We still live in the Detroit area.

I am happy to report both a recognition of my talents (as well as the lack of them) and a high contentment with life. Not a coincidence, I think. Family has always been the center of my life; this also includes my

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Deerfield family, my Cornell family and my church family. My three boys turned out great - smart, motivated, funny, and great parents! My wife Debbie and I spend as much time as we can with our 7 wild and wonderful grandkids.

I usually answer the retirement question with a slower and more relaxed pace, to which friends often say oh, so just more of the same. I don’t really feel like I have started my second life yet, as the last four years were either pandemic restricted or taking care of my aging mother. It definitely gave me time to think though and explore my own spiritual formation. Some travel and exploration of the physical world are definitely coming soon.

I am not done yet with giving to others and working to make the world a better place for my grandkids so we will see what the next chapter in life brings. I am leaning

towards starting a nonprofit to help mitigate climate impacts to my local community. I hope you are also pursuing and finding both meaning and joy in your lives!!

Holton

(PS - Note the attached photo of the current state of the hovercraft that Kim Mayyasi and I built for our senior project.)

I still live in Des Moines Iowa, where I’ve lived for the past 42 years.  My wife, Jann Freed, and I recently celebrated our 41st anniversary.  We have three grown boys:

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• MacLean 37, who lives in Brooklyn, New York, is married and has one daughter Charlotte, who we adore and visit as often as possible.

• Austin 34, who lives in Kansas City.

• Marshall 34, who lives in San Francisco.

I am still working as a Financial Advisor for RBC Wealth Management, where I’ve worked for 35 years.  Retirement is creeping into the back of my mind, but I’m in no hurry.  I still enjoy it, I love my colleagues and clients and I have enough freedom to travel and pursue hobbies and other interests.

I think back on my four years at Deerfield very fondly.  I loved being in a different part of the country in such a beautiful place, making good friends and acquain-

tances and the sports and activities that were available to us.  I especially loved the caring, smart faculty and administrators who I always felt were watching out for us and would be there if needed.

I’m looking forward to seeing classmates and old friends.  50 years may have passed, but the feelings and friendships are still fresh in my mind.

THOMAS (TOM) FLEISCH

Hello 1974 Classmates,

A half century on and here we are. Arrival itself is an accomplishment.

What to say about my fifty years?

Wait, ChatGPT to the rescue.

But no, the gravelly voice of John Suitor barges in asking, “Is this what it means to be worthy?”

So, the old school approach prevails.

Here goes. After DA I headed to Tufts with two objectives: Boston and girls - not in that order.

Then jumped to Swarthmore for a semester and to Madrid for half a year to teach English.

After graduating from Tufts, I spent a year in Argentina learning about the leather and hide business, my family’s enterprise. Then to Philly for two years and a Wharton MBA. Back to New York to work with my father who was 62 because I wanted to have him as a mentor for five years, maybe ten.

Now for the important stuff. I met the love of my life, Meira, at an acting class. Neither of us ever acted before or since, but all you need is one good gig.

We proceeded to have three children and live in the NY burbs. The second-best experience ever.

So, what’s the best experience? Children’s children. Four so far.

I’m frequently reminded of the old line, “Why do grandparents and grandchildren get along so well? Because they have a common enemy.” Our battle plan; bring lots of chocolate, sugar em up and leave.

Passions?

Well, during the pandemic I followed a dream. Learn to play blues piano. Making

progress, but not prime time material. A friend comes over with his guitar and we pretend. One day they’ll find me with a hat and shades in the corner of some dingy basement bar…. happy.

Still working. About my father’s mentorship for five or ten years, in November he turned 104. And he comes to the office twice a month. A forty-two year run together. Only one problem, I can’t retire before he does.

Looking forward to reconnecting in June!

Tom

DONALD (DON/FLICK) FLICKINGER

I bid you guys adieu in June ‘74, worked in a community hospital as a nursing assistant that summer, and then entered Stanford that fall. Apart from not being able to identify my academic and/or career path during the subsequent four years of college, I did row, play in the band, worked for the Stanford Alumni Association, bought a solar T-bill (remember those?) with friends, and then decided to chuck it all and went off to Indonesia in June 1978 as a Volunteers in Asia appropriate technology village volunteer in Central Java, and then later on the Island of Timor. This experience really became the formative education that I was too immature to take advantage of as an undergraduate. Then, when the opportunity came along, I signed on with British Oxfam as program director for Timor and the Lesser Sunda Islands, and stayed put there

for nearly six years. Sometime around late 1984, I figured I could finally make proper use of a graduate education and came back to the States to do an M.S. in Wildland Resource Science at UC Berkeley (where I met my wife, Jennifer), and then a PhD in Geography at the Univ of Florida. I did my doctoral fieldwork in the forests of the Western Ghats of southwestern India, making many life-long friends along the way (I’m going back there to visit everyone again this coming Nov-Dec 2023). In 1996, Jennifer and I, and our two sons, moved from northern Florida back to California, this time to the far north along the Klamath River, next to the California-Oregon border. She worked as a Partners for Fish and Wildlife biologist with the U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service, while I worked as a fisheries biologist for NOAA Fisheries. Since our retirements as feds, and with our boys grown and two grandkids back in Ohio (I thought I had amicably divorced myself from the Buckeye State), we keep busy traveling about (these are the go-go retirement years, right?), being on notfor-profit boards doing community work, and just appreciating this wild region of the Klamath-Siskiyous. Next summer, the remaining three PacifiCorp dams currently blocking fish passage up into the Upper Klamath River Basin will be coming down, and salmonids will again be able to swim over 400 miles upriver to habitat they haven’t visited in over 100 years. Come on out in late summer 2024 to see the salmon come home! Regards to all of you, Flick

CHARLES (CHAD) FLOE

The photo collage of our ’74 prom, including of me and my then-girlfriend, has really taken me back after all these years. Among my memories of that weekend I can recall fending her off from those legendary lotharios: my cousin Dave Brooks and Raul Minondo…!

I’ve since thought a lot over these past weeks, and what comes back to me today, from those two years very long ago: the beautiful campus, the sense of community spirit among the teachers and the student body, and the sense of tradition

and great good fortune to be there. I had many fine teachers, but it was my coaches (Messrs. Reade and Morsman for tennis, Mr. Smith for JV basketball), who impacted me most, and began to build a little grit, and self-belief, together with a strong sense of team. To be clear I had very modest success – on the fringes of varsity basketball and #12 on that very strong tennis squad led by Fred Bendheim, Jim Wilson and Rob Broome, yet moments in some matches and games remain very clear in my mind.

I then went west to Pomona College, which turned out to be a great choice for me athletically, academically and socially. In tennis I finally stopped growing at 6’7”, filled out a little, and began to thrive on the fast California courts, and the year round matches and tournaments. Fred Bentheim transferred in and we traded off at #1, helping Pomona twice to the NCAA Div 3 nationals. More good luck and good advice directed me to Pomona’s International Relations program, which has enriched and broadened me greatly in my life and career.

On graduating, I briefly and quixotically chased a professional tennis career, traveling to satellite tournaments in Europe, the US and Africa. After two hard years of travel and competing, broke and battling through injuries, and with an ATP ranking only just inside the top 700, it was clear that I didn’t have the talent. On the other hand, I never regret giving it a go: traveling around the world with a bag of racquets and a camera, often staying with locals, was very different from regular tourism and gave me some unique experiences and insights.

After moving to Germany to learn that language along with French, I somehow managed to get a job at the Morgan Bank

in NY, placed into their training program and begin a long and frankly unexpected career in finance. In their wisdom the Morgan took a seemingly predestined US or European banker and placed me first on the Saudi desk …and so began my long multipart experience with the Middle East.

After an MBA at Wharton I returned to Wall St in New York and then in London, specializing in healthcare advisory and finance, first as a banker, and for the past 12 years in private equity. I’ve found this a fascinating, broad sector for almost 35 years: 25 in London/7 in Dubai/ 2 in Austria. Now mostly board seats, but I am still quite active both in Europe and the GCC and hope to remain so for another 5-10 years.

At Morgan I met and married Abbie Collier, and together we had 5 children: Hilary, Christina, Alexandra, Nick and Cameron. The twins Cameron and Nick will be 25 by next June, and Cameron,

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who is on the autistic spectrum, has been a wonderful and challenging young man. I can well remember telling Reverend McKelvey and our Ethics class that 2 children were the responsible limit, but they are part of the heart of my life and with each other they’re a very supportive and tight knit clan, which is fortunate as Abbie and I separated and painfully divorced in 2014 after more that 30 years of marriage. So far, one wonderful grandson Felix leads the next generation.

Austria?? I unexpectedly met and remarried a lovely Austrian woman, now Sonja Floe-Campbell, in 2017 with all 5 children happily in attendance. It is

sometimes challenging to come together late, in a new country, culture and language (Austria is only vaguely German speaking!) but she has been a wonderful addition to my life.

I still love sports and follow my hometown Boston and New England teams, which have had a pretty good run! Other than family and friends I have strong interests in photography (nowhere near Rosenfield), cooking with family and friends, and (when I can) good cigars and bourbon.

My own sports have been limited to swimming and cycling of late, but with (so far) two surgically repaired feet, one new knee, and shortly two new hips,

I hope to clank into our reunion and perhaps play a little golf and gentlemen’s doubles with some of you?

From Deerfield I honestly did not foresee much of the next 50 years: since 1989 living and working outside the US, in London, Austria and even in Dubai, 5 children, a career in healthcare finance, now married to an Austrian…it has been quite a journey and with a lot of good luck and diverse experiences along the way. I really look forward to seeing many of you in June 2024.

Best wishes to all!

Chad

KEVIN FOLEY

Following graduation from Deerfield Academy in 1974, I attended college for one year, then headed to medical school. I graduated from UCLA School of Medicine in 1979. I finished a neurosurgical residency at UCLA in 1985. I then served as a neurosurgeon in the U.S. Army for seven years (the Army had funded my medical education). Ultimately, I was promoted to Lieutenant Colonel and served as the chief of neurosurgery and the chairman of the neurosurgical residency program at Walter Reed Army Medical Center. I joined the neurosurgery faculty at the University of Tennessee Health Science Center and became a member of a large neuroscience practice, Semmes-Murphey Clinic, in 1992. I am currently a professor of neurosurgery, orthopedic surgery, and biomedical engineering at UTHSC; I also serve as the chairman at SemmesMurphey Clinic.

I have been married to my wife, Lynn, since 1977. Lynn is a practicing dermatologist who also attended UCLA School of Medicine. We have two sons, Sean and Ryan, and a daughter, Stephanie. Stephanie is an attorney in Florida and has given us three grandchildren, Charlotte, Liam, and Emery. I have attached a recent family photo (from left to right-Lynn, Kevin, Stephanie, Liam, Will (Stephanie’s husband), Charlotte, Clair (Sean’s fiancé), Sean).

TIM GARDNER

Tim Gardner, passed away on February 13, 2023 after a two-year fight against lymphoma.  Tim went to the University of Colorado and got an MBA at Kellogg.  He is survived by his wife, Deb Froeb, two sons, and two adorable twin granddaughters.  Tim had lived in Denver for many years and retired in 2019 as the CFO of the University of Colorado-Gates Institute of Regenerative Medicine Technologies.  Ironically, since getting cancer he had a nine-month recovery after being treated with Car-T therapy, which as part of his job, he helped commercialize.  But eventually his aggressive cancer overwhelmed him.

Tim was an avid sportsman.  He loved to hunt and fish in Colorado.  But his first love was sailing and he was an exceptionally good sailor.  He sailed to Europe and several times in the Caribbean and Great Lakes.   Besides his family, Tim’s greatest joy was time spent at the family lake houses in Northport Point, Michigan, where he spent every summer of his life.  He also was an avid skier – at Deerfield he loved recreational skiing each weekday at Mt. Mohawk - and he skied often with John Fisher and, several years ago, with Graham Anthony, Jack Abbott and Jeff Dufresne in Park City.

He had said he would be at our 50th, but maybe we’ll share a toast and some memories of him when we gather in June.

I am writing this from California, trying to beat the deadline as the year passes into 2024, in 2 ½ hours.  It is already 2024 in New York, but here it is only 9:23 PM.  So a quick bio and a few photos will have to suffice.

Having graduated Deerfield in 1974, I attended Washington University in St. Louis for two years in pre-med before transferring to CU Boulder where I

JOHN GIRTON

graduated in 1978 with a BA in psychology, studying neuroscience and perceptual psychology.  Returning to Chicago for about six months I soon moved to Santa Cruz CA where I spent half a year typing for a living.  I then moved to San Francisco in 1979 and got a job as a receive-in clerk for a stock brokerage. I passed the Series 7 broker’s exam and became a research and options assistant at a different firm, then became a junior stock analyst and passed the CFA exams over four years.  I next moved to Van Kasper and Co. where I became their only stock analyst, but by the end of 9 years I was Director of Research with 10 analysts reporting to me.  During this time, I met and married my wife Tani, and we have two boys, Ben and Nathan.  We still live in the SF Bay Area and spend two or three weeks a year on the beaches of Lake Michigan, and we also like to ski in Colorado where my son Ben works in logistics.  I also play mandolin and fiddle for a band called the Intellectual Monarchs.

I have enjoyed keeping up with various Deerfielders through Facebook and the Deerfield chain email system, so please keep the good stories rolling!

Best,

John Girton, ’74

GEOFFREY (GEOFF) GORDON

The past five decades, a Deerfield perspective: Geoff Gordon

At this stage of life, a retrospective breaks down for me into decades.  My Deerfield experience influenced me throughout, consistently centered around three themes: curiosity, exploration, and community.

Post commencement life was inspired by my first year in Plunkett East II, where I tried to see how I fit into this community, new to most of us: no girls, academic rigor, no parental protections from Lord of the Flies social order, and freedom to poke around new unknowns.  This experience made the jump to college easy and natural, which was helpful at the time.  A more enduring consequence was a life of exploration with confidence and unquenchable curiosity.

My twenties were probably similar to many of ours: unbridled, sowing wild oats on the one hand, finding a career path, and a woman, on the other.  As one chapter ends, another begins.

Our thirties decade was punctuated early by a black swan event five months after buying my dad’s business: a car

accident left my pregnant wife Kay in traction for the duration of her pregnancy (the baby was OK, attended Deerfield a decade and a half later), and two years before she could bear weight again. We relied on family and our faith community for help at home.  I set up a terminal in our house to work remotely: imagine, 1988, internet infancy, the screeching modem and all that.  Many of us have had our own Black Swans. My take-away was that if we get through those dark challenging times bent not broke, we emerge stronger, more resilient for it.  We are always tested; it’s our responses that define us.

Through our late thirties and into our forties, family - the most consequential ‘community’ - was everything.  Our kids learned about level and plumb, square and true, while building and adding to our offgrid log cabin in the White Mountains.  In doing so, they also learned that contributing to something larger than themselves

- community for example - is a good approach to life in adulthood too.

Owning a local business let me coach our kids for ten years (“I have a standing appointment with fifteen 10-12-year olds every Tuesday and Friday at 4:30.”).  My faith reached new high-water marks while leading our church’s Confirmation classes (8th graders) for seven years.  To teach any subject well, first we must explore curiously.  And 8th graders need community.

We also embarked on two road trips with the kids across some 30+ states, instilling a wonder and love of this magnificent, chaotic, diverse country we are so privileged to live in.  Curiosity, Exploration and Community, cultivated at Deerfield, now cultivated us.

Hikes up to the rocks above Eaglebrook inspired a love of hiking and great views.  Both our boys walked the Appalachian Trail; in my ‘50’s to ‘60’s stage I was blessed with being healthy enough to join them for four

GEOFFREY (GEOFF) GORDON

separate hundred-mile stretches.  The photo here is from our first big hike together, in Maine’s Hundred Mile Wilderness, just a day out from K’tahdin.

In our fifties, Kay and I returned to travel as the children grew up and away.  (Roots and wings; all three are married to wonderful people and doing fine).  We travel both together and independently and hike a lot together. Backcountry ski mountaineering has brought me to spectacular back-country skiing in the German-speaking Alps; we also maintain four north-facing ski runs - Scarborough Bowl - on our land in New Hampshire.

With kids launched I began focusing on the business side of the business – grow to sell - that had gifted us over the years with flexibility, opportunities for creativity and an adequate measure of financial security on the one hand, but also, daily interaction with broad spectra of individuals and businesses on the other.  Curiosity (about people), exploration (into business and risk), and community (a great culture internally and we’re local), were all well fed in my professional life, for which I’m grateful.  I loved my business.  But by our ‘60’s I wanted to love doing other things too.

In our sixties several themes came together.  I began teaching through a professional credentialing organization that had previously offered me useful tools on both the technical and business side of our business.  I still teach Strategic Planning and Talent Development - the business side - around the country (Kay and I often stick around for a few days after I teach), amazed and grateful that I get to tell stories, help mentees, stay on top of the latest trends …and they pay me for this!  It’s my only paid gig these days but it lets me hang out with young emergent talent while traveling for free.  Not a bad alternative to local full-time work.

Since Covid we have been driving around the country in our camper van, set up for unplugged comfort for a week, but small enough to fit in a restaurant parking space.  We hit North Dakota - our 50th state - last spring.  Here to the left, in Glacier, one of the many breathtaking scenes we never take for granted.  We’ve gotten pretty good at it - it works for us - and there is a lot of country we still want to see.

The retail insurance business provided exposure to so many different kinds of people, from different social classes,

personal economic circumstances, all of that.  Traveling feeds this curiosity too, and not just in the US.  This past year we’ve been to five continents; this winter powder chasing will take me to Hokkaidō (a sixth).  Whew!  We love learning about different people’s unique life experiences, beliefs, personalities, joys, and demons. It’s been a joy and a privilege to get to know so many different people, across the country and around the world.  The human community is an amazing, eternal, infinite subject that I’m sure I’ll never fully understand, but deeply enjoy studying. Curiosity, exploration, new communities.  All these emerged at Deerfield, quire a legacy.

Today, we parse “Rewirement” [sic] into three stages: our Go-Go years; Go-Slow years; and the No-Go years.  We are fortunately fit enough to hit the Go-Go years hard; we move because we can.   We will be ready for the Go-Slow years as age catches up with us, and we’ll figure out the No-Go years when that time comes.  There are still plenty of great books to explore when we can no longer get out and do these things ourselves.

Geoff Gordon

PETER GRIFFIN

Life has been an incredible journey and I am blessed to share it with my wife of 40 years and my four daughters and four grandchildren. I had a great run for 20 years in the Publishing business with Golf Digest and Tennis Magazine as Advertising Director and then spent the last 18 years of my corporate career with Viacom as head of sales for MTV and other sales

leadership positions both domestically and internationally.

I still am active playing soccer, tennis, golf and recently pickleball and keep fit with Orange Theory 3 times weekly. My wife and I are having a wonderful time with our four grandchildren and enjoy our regular international trips.

I have fond memories of my time at Deerfield and am looking forward to catching up with all of my classmates and sharing some stories and great moments. A big shout out to all of you who have participated in getting us all together for the big party in June.

All the best, Peter

Wife: Eileen

Four daughters:

Lori, Taylor, Courtney, and Karen Four grandchildren

GORDON (GORDIE) HAFNER

Distilling 50 years into 750 words? Tough assignment; I’ve never written my autobiography (have you?). I’ll give it a shot.

When sitting down to write my biography since leaving Deerfield, it made sense to leaf through our 1974 yearbook. One thing that struck me was how few of my classmates I really knew; I remembered most of you, but some barely. I have not done a good job keeping touch with my classmates, other than Peter Bradshaw. My hope for our 50th is to improve on that.

Looking back we were, of course, living through turbulent times, weren’t we? I’ll admit I loved my time there, but that others certainly did not.

On to the biography part I suppose. After leaving Deerfield I went to the University of North Carolina. Beau Rugg was my roommate for a year, and I saw plenty of Peter since we were in various science classes together. There were occasional sightings of Alan Clough and Peter Griffin. I was struggling between medicine and marine biology (I was fascinated with whales). I spent two summers doing cetacean vocalization research at the University of Rhode Island with one of the major

players in that world. I learned about the importance of research grants; when he was rejected by the Navy I asked what he was going to do the following year. He replied “lobster vocalizations”. My interest in becoming a marine biologist faded.

So I applied to medical school. And didn’t get in. I often say it was one of the best things that could have happened to me. I spent the year as a hospital orderly, which certainly was an education. Not only that, but I’d been taking night courses at a German language school (took lots of German at Deerfield; thanks Ms Miles!), and was offered a scholarship to study at a German school in the Black Forest for two months. What a deal! And while I was there, I learned I’d been accepted to the George Washington University School of Medicine.

I found Washington to be fascinating. Medical school can be quite the trip with imposter syndrome. I remember in the fall of my first year chatting with an aunt (who was rather intimidating) and she started telling me details of her menstrual cycle. I recall becoming a bit light headed…

Surgery residency is hard, there’s no way around it. It’s also long; 6 years at my program. Then two more years in a surgical oncology fellowship. Delayed gratification. So there I was, age 33, finally gainfully employed.

I met Nancy Asarkof in the library of medical school (so romantic); she was a year behind me and we were married during our residency (she was an ob/gyn resident at GW). Our two daughters, Daria and Carly, are on their own now. Daria is a librarian at Wellesley College, so we see her more frequently than her younger sister. Carly went to grad school in Paris, met and married a terrific Frenchman whom we adore, and they’re now settled just outside Paris. An easy excuse to visit Paris when we have the opportunity.

We were fortunate enough to inherit a house on the coast of Maine which is really our happy place. We certainly don’t get there enough, but plan to retire there (just maybe not for the winter; though with the way climate change is moving, who knows?)

I am nearing the end of the road for my surgery career. Looking back, I can honestly say I cannot imagine doing anything else. The rewards have been indescribable, and I still love going to work in the morning, working with our residents and medical students, and of course trying to help my patients. It has certainly not been easy. I suffered terribly for a time with depression, so I can certainly empathize with those of you who have experienced mental health issues. I anticipate hanging up the cleats in another two or three years, and have been thinking quite a bit about what to do afterwards. I’ve become completely obsessed with woodworking, largely with hand tools. A few years ago I began work on a lifelong goal of building a 15 ½ foot wooden peapod, a classic double ender from the Maine coast. It will probably take another few years to finish, and in theory it may even float. Oh, and I definitely use some power tools for this.

I think that’s a wrap. I look forward to catching up with those of you I knew, and to getting to know those I didn’t know better.

THOMAS (TOM) HOLMES

Well, well, well, good to be here to write this. I can’t help but feel old lately – I’m fighting back as best I can, though.

Still living in the woods and farms of Oregon, SE of Portland. We’ve been cutting new trails so Deborah can drive her pony carriage around in the woods. We’ve cut back a bit on the animals, two

dogs (both minis, two barn cats, 3 ponies and one hen left. We had a scare a few years ago with the nearby forest fires. The entire sky turns orange, the smell is really strong, and breathing gets harder. We escaped real danger and damage, but it wasn’t that far away.

I also got the scare of my life when my wife Deborah was hit with a stroke. Luckily, I was in the room with her, we got help fast, and she was in the hospital quickly. She’s recovered wonderfully, but it was a long struggle at the beginning, and a second surgery was needed for a shunt. Everything still is good and her hair’s grown back mostly (she had a buzz cut right after surgery).

I am still working as a paralegal in real estate, but some days I don’t know why. Retirement is on the horizon not far away.

I get most of my kicks from being a kids’ ski instructor every weekend in the winter. It’s made me a much better skier, sure. But I just learn so much from hanging around with little kids having fun. We’ve had a couple of great snow years lately, and last year I made it to Level II certification. Of course, I made the mistake once of asking a 6-year old how old he thought I was. “You look like a hundred!”

I’d like to hit the road in the future for a few trips to see family and friends. We acquired a Minnie Winnie, or semi-small RV last year and have tried it out on a trip to an Oregon Hot Springs resort. I still love it here in Oregon and the Pacific Northwest, it has so much that I like to see and do.

If I don’t see you in the future, I’ll see you in the pasture.

See my 25th reunion bio for details up to then. Here’s what’s happened since.

Our three kids now have spouses and two adorable grand persons have arrived. Photos joyfully swapped on request. We’ve been in our house in Old Greenwich CT for over 30 years. We lifted it 5 feet (and damn, was it heavy!) to stay above the rising sea levels. I should eat better and get more exercise and get out more. I love being outdoors in all weathers, especially with a fly rod in hand. I’d be happy to join any of you on a lake, pond or river someplace. I start each day doing puzzles. Usually words, sometimes numbers. I’ve competed a few times.

I retired in 2010 after 24 years as a management consultant specializing in compensation. I’ve volunteered in several roles since then, including board chair of our local food pantry and of my 133-yearold college musical comedy organization. I enjoy making sparks and sawdust for a few months each year as technical director of a community theater group. I’ve helped out with conservation organizations, church,

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and our town’s election process. My latest gig is developing an e-course on compensation analysis for Cornell’s Industrial & Labor Relations School.

When I think about our time at Deerfield, if it’s not the friendships, fun, and what we learned in or out of class, it’s to marvel at our pivotal point in history. We were right at the start of so many things everyone now takes for granted. Snurfing led Jake Burton to invent the snowboard. Bill Gates learned computer programming at a teletype machine in prep school, just like we did in Mr. Moore’s math class. (Unlike us, or at least me, he monetized it. But I digress.) Kayaking. Recycling. And most of all music. How much of your music collection was around by ’74? Most of mine was.

As for Big Picture topics, climate and the environment are my top concerns. I’ve seen rising sea levels and they’re not pretty. I wonder if something on campus should be named for climate scientist Kerry Emanuel ’73 (remember that guy, always talking about pressure systems and isobars at our

school meetings?) rather than a climate villain. How will the health of the class of 2074 be harmed by something we didn’t prevent? I worry too about democracy and income inequality and people like us thinking we’re better than everyone else.

Those bigger concerns aside, I regret losing touch with almost all of you. Over the pandemic I digitized a lot of 35mm slides including some of our days at Deerfield. I know I’m not alone in hoping we can be in better contact going forward.

Overall, I’ve been lucky in a lot of ways. I hope you’ve been lucky too. And if not, I hope you’re lucky from now on.

Regarding the DA74 Graduation “Hitchcock” photo: In those days Hitchcock House was a dorm with eight students. In 1973-74 it was led by Deerfield’s first-ever woman dorm master (she chose that term). Miss Linda Miles was a German teacher, from Nebraska.

Back row L-R: Hugh Cullman, John Baity, Miss Miles, John Girton, Chet Caswell

Front row L-R:Geoff Gordon, Allen Jackson, Dave Kasserman, Manfred Topke

PETER (PETE/TEX) JAMESON

Still alive ! Managing a family investment office as a recovering lawyer. I practiced 30+ years at a large Houston firm in the corporate restructuring section. Glad that’s over. Gretchen and I will celebrate our 40th anniversary on June 16, 2024. She likes to say I married my trophy wife the first go round. Our daughter, Kelly, is of course great (as we all feel about our children) and is moving back to Texas after a stint in LA. I can’t

begin to compress all the experiences over the last 50 years into this bio box, but suffice it to say it has been mostly great.... and rewarding. I am thankful for all the friends and family I’ve enjoyed over the years and hope my DA classmates have as well. I wish everyone all the best going forward and hope I can make it to the reunion. If not, the door is always open in Houston or Aspen for you guys. All the best, Tex.

MARC JOHNSON

Post DA: Tufts BA Economics 1978: Co-Captain of Varsity Golf, President Zeta Psi Fraternity…. Tuck Business School at Dartmouth MBA 1982…. Pepsi-Cola USA 1982-1988: Marketing Manager for several Pepsi brands and new products…. Mad River Traders 19892001: Founder and President, developer of all-natural sodas, teas and juices… Stone Harbor Land Company 2002Present: Founder and Managing Member,

real estate investment and development.

Family: Married 1988. Four children, all graduated from Deerfield between 2008-2017. All through college and some graduate school and launched into their careers. Divorced in 2015. Oldest daughter and son each married in Fall 2023.

Other: Member, Board of Estimate and Taxation, Town of Greenwich CT 20122015…. Trustee, Deerfield Academy 2022 - Present: Involved with development of

25-Year Campus Master Plan...Coach of various youth sports teams.

So Grateful: For the camaraderie of great friends...For faculty like Hodermarsky, Kishimoto, and others who inspired us to follow our passions.…. For the mistakes we made which can be more important than successes…. For the DA community that provided knowledge, character, and enthusiasm to make a difference in the world.

PETER JUDSON

I grew up in Pittsfield, MA in Berkshire County, about an hour away from Deerfield. I was excited to board at Deerfield starting as a sophomore, although I remember being homesick for a few weeks in September, 1971.

As a sophomore, I had to get used to being a waiter for the somewhat formal assigned tables and Sunday dinners as was the custom in the dining hall. Singing Bass in the Glee Club offered a chance to travel and have concerts with girls schools.

I played Varsity soccer, golf and skiing. Mr Burdick (Nordic) and Mr Larkin (Alpine) were great ski coaches. Mr Burdick’s wife used to bring us snacks after practice on a weekly basis and one week when she didn’t come we asked where she was. Don Burdick replied and repeated “she’s in Athol “(MA). He never understood why we were laughing.

Another memory was X-country skiing at the Putney relays when this guy lapped me (I thought I was fast) in the field and we found out later he was superstar, Bill Koch (later a silver-medalist at the Olympics)!

I have fond memories of headmaster David Pynchon, Phil Hanlon, Joseph Morsman (he loved history of the CIVIL War and I later met up and played tennis with him in Florida), Philip Charron, Bob McGlynn (who actually let me house my date for a few weekends in his house on campus!) and a couple of other faculty members. My only sour memory: During my senior year where I was a proctor on McAlister III with Jeff Dufresne, one morning I fell off the fire escape but miraculously only suffered minor injuries but lots of embarrassment.

One day Senior Spring, I went to the mailbox and found acceptances to Dartmouth, Middlebury and Williams and I was ecstatic. I graduated Dartmouth in 1978 then Cornell Medical School in 1982 and finished Medical Internship, Ophthalmology Residency and Fellowship, and have specialized in Retina in the Hartford, CT area. I just retired in February after nearly 36 years in the profession I loved. Saving eyesight with so many new improved surgical techniques and drugs has been very fulfilling.

I met my wonderful wife, Grace in medical school and we settled in Suffield, CT where she pursued HematologyOncology at Baystate Medical Center in Springfield, MA, pioneered The Rays of Hope Breast Cancer Walk and Research Network, and has been the Division

Chief of Cancer Services. We raised 4 wonderful sons: Chris is an Orthopedist specializing in Hand surgery, Tim is a Hospital Medicine and Population Health doctor, and twins Nick (Head of Strategy and Transformation at Helen of Troy) and Alex (Director of Alliances and Partnerships at Alaska Airlines). We are blessed to have 5 grandchildren!

We have a house on Bonita Beach in Florida and now that we’ve repaired it after hurricane Ian, we plan on shuttling between it and Connecticut in our retirement. Looking forward to playing more tennis, golf, and cross-country skiing and traveling.

I had to miss our 40th since our twins were graduating that weekend from Dartmouth so I am thrilled to see everyone at our 50th this year!!!

CHRISTOPHER (CHRIS) KIRSTEN

Following graduation from Penn, I moved back to NYC and did a two year stint in the advertising agency trade. Then off to Columbia Business School and a

two year career in the wine business at Seagram. I then sold my soul and took various jobs on Wall Street in sales, trading and private placements.

Married to Mary Ann Riley for 32 years and have ( had) a daughter, Charlotte, who graduated Deerfield and is now an architect; and a son, Will, who passed away in 2022. Clearly the hardest thing our family has been through.

Long time resident of Manhattan and Southampton. Moved to Palm Beach during the pandemic and ran a business advising private equity firms from offices in West Palm. Have family in Australia, Thailand, Singapore and Germany. So I travel quite a bit including a recent trip to Israel and Jordan. Like to ski, play golf, listen to jazz and read.

Looking forward to seeing old friends and acquaintances at the 50th!

CALEB KOEPPEL

It has taken me a long time to sit down to update my life but never have been good about preparing until the due date arrived as you read now. The last ten years have been great as all of the kids are married we now have nine grandchildren, six girls and three boys, ranging in age from 9 to 4, no twins. Grandchildren are so much better than children, sorry kids.

In early June 2023 I was diagnosed with Diverticulitis which no one including the surgeon thought was a big deal. We were introduced to him by our oldest daughter, a gyn/onc surgeon who does joint cases with him. I can’t imagine being so sick that you need them both. With the surgeon’s blessing Lynne and I went to Sweden and Norway to follow Bruce Springsteen in late June. It seemed normal to us. Upon return we spent an uneventful ten days in Southampton, NY except that I needed to nap daily. Upon return to the City the surgeon put me in the hospital on July 13 to prep me for surgery. The prep took five days. On July 18 he did a colon resection and did a temporary colostomy. I spent

eight more days in the hospital and started rebuilding my strength and putting on some of the 30 plus pounds that I lost. That effort was successful and on November 7 I had the reversal procedure. I ended up spending 12 more days in the hospital

as an infection(s) developed. I have been home now for ten days and am starting the second, and hopefully final rebuilding project. I have not lost sight of how much worse this could have been like cancer, ALS, etc.

At Thanksgiving dinner last week was a 92-year-old woman who survived this 25 years ago. She is my new inspiration and hero.

I share all of this because as much as I appreciated life and health before, I have discovered a new joy, appreciation and thankfulness for them! Anything that wasn’t in focus before is now and as much as I didn’t sweat the little things before, I don’t notice them now.

Our future is to enjoy each other, our children and grandchildren and to continue to grow my business. Other than the bump in the road described above and the state of the world today, life is good. Stay healthy.

November 28, 2023

After Deerfield, I attended the College of Wooster in Wooster, Ohio, majoring in Business Economics. While I was a three sports athlete at Deerfield, playing football, basketball and track & field, at Wooster I focused on track & field, both indoor and outdoor. At the end of my track career, I held or shared 20 College records. At the 1976 NCAA Division III championships we defeated the Morehouse 4x400 relay team that was anchored by Olympic gold medalist Edwin Moses. That Wooster record still stands today after 48 years.

After college graduation, I joined PepsiCo’s Frito-Lay Division. I worked in several facilities in the Mid-West with roles in Manufacturing, Distribution and Technical support. Before retirement I served as Transportation Director for the Mid-America Region working out of Southgate, Michigan. I retired from Frito Lay in 2018 after a career spanning

KING LEWIS

40 years. I concluded my career having received numerous accolades, recognitions and awards including the C.E. Doolin National Award For Operational Excellence (2005, 2006 and 2012).

I continued my active involvement in sports by coaching and supporting the teams of my 4 children and 15 grandchildren. My proudest accomplishments lie in my family legacy. I lost my beloved wife (Karen) of 30 years to breast cancer in 2009. I remarried in 2011 to a wonderful woman (Jolene). We stay very busy devoted to spoiling and doting on the 15 grandchildren.

Jolene and I returned to Akron in 2017 to help care for two nonagenarian parents. Jolene served as Vice President for Diversity and Inclusion at the University of Akron for four years before starting her own consulting practice. I have been actively involved in the community, graduating

from Leadership Akron’s NEXT Program. This organization leverages the leadership expertise of individuals to enhance the community of Akron thru volunteer involvement. We were recently part of the campaign that elected the youngest Mayor in Akron’s history. Post retirement, I have recently received my real estate license, and I am working in real estate sales. In addition to my favorite pastimes of home improvement projects, golfing, and torturing my wife with Western movies and Law and Order reruns, we do a lot of traveling. We just completed a three-week vacation in Hawaii this past September, celebrating the birthday of our eldest son.

ARMISTEAD (ARMY) LONG

It’s hard to believe that over 50 years have passed since the fall of 1970 when I entered Deerfield as a freshman from a small town in the coalfields of southern West Virginia. A lot has happened since graduation day in 1974 and it’s impossible to cover it all here but I’ll attempt to give a quick sketch.

As wonderful as they were, my years at Deerfield left me with two solid resolutions for college - (i) it needed to be co-ed and (ii) it needed to be in the south. Emory University fit the bill nicely and I thoroughly enjoyed my years in Atlanta. I supplemented a geology degree I received there with an MBA from Tennessee in the two years that followed.

After business school, I embarked on a number of small business ventures which included commercial egg operations in Arkansas and Georgia in the late ‘70’s and early ‘80’s; coal mining in Kentucky and Tennessee in the ‘80’s; and industrial equipment manufacturing in Tennessee from the late ‘80’s to 2001. In the late ‘90’s, I set up a new sales office for my manufacturing company in Austin and relocated there. The company did well but it was pretty demanding and I was ready for a change. In 2001, I received a nice offer for the business and decided to accept. I stayed with the new owners for a little while to help them get some air under their wings but departed in 2002 to start an entirely new chapter by entering law school at the age of 46.

About 8 months prior to entering law school in the fall of 2002, I met my wife Kelly through a mutual Austin friend. We married in June of 2003. She was and remains a wonderful, caring and patient partner - even when I am none of those things.

Following law school graduation, I clerked for a federal bankruptcy judge for

Blake Anderson and I each bought mail order kayak kits in the winter of 1973. We made them in Mr. Kishimoto’s art class. They were both completed in time for a spring trip down the Deerfield River. (Picture by Mr. Kishimoto)

Me

a year in San Antonio and then spent 4.5 years practicing law in Asheville, North Carolina. The mountains of western North Carolina are beautiful - four seasons, great hiking and hungry trout - a bit like West Virginia without the coal trucks. However, Kelly is a Lake Charles native and was most definitely not suited to snowy Western North Carolina winters.

With that in mind, we moved to SW Louisiana in early 2011 where I now practice oil & gas / business and bankruptcy law in Louisiana and Texas. Hurricane season notwithstanding, it’s a great place to be. Terrific food, abundant hunting and fishing and populated by folks who work hard, play hard, and don’t take themselves

Graduation Day 1974. I promise, I didn’t choose it. Mama made me wear that ridiculous tie!

and my two oldest in 1997.

ARMISTEAD (ARMY) LONG

too seriously. Best of all, they make me laugh hard at least two to three times daily.

I have three daughters - my oldest, Sarah, now 40 - a Los Angeles resident; my middle daughter Laura now 37, married and currently living in Germany with her husband and their two children; and my youngest, (16 - yes, 16), an extraordinarily talented musician on violin and piano. Along with Kelly, they are all blessings.

The law profession doesn’t allow as much free time as I’d like but in this part of the world, hobbies focus on hunting, fishing and tinkering with an older Bronco.

Overall, it has been a great ride and one I look forward to continuing for many years into the future. My wish for all of you is a fulfilling life with good health and happiness.

Best regards, Army

Christmas 2023.

Me with my two granddaughters in 2023.

Snapper Fishing. 80 miles out off SW Louisiana. I live for days like this!

Laura’s Graduation. Imagine attending the college graduation of one daughter, carrying the diaper bag of another, in the presence of two wives. Talk about one of life’s more surreal moments... Holy Smoke!

DAVID (DAVE) SISSON S. JONATHAN (JON) LOWE

Living in Old Deerfield with my wife, Natasha, and our two dogs. This has been our home for the past thirty years where we have raised four children, who are now off in the world following their own paths. It is all about the simple pleasures, walks around the meadows, swimming and fishing the river, hiking the ridge, tea in front of the wood stove while seeing the kids as often as possible. Could not be happier. Wishing all classmates good health. J

ACHIM LUHN

Thank you Deerfield (and the ASSIST exchange program) for a great learning experience, allowing me to encounter different social and cultural perspectives which would have never been possible without a year abroad and in such a setting. Deerfield set me up to lead my life: After graduation, I went on to finish German high school, got a PhD in Physics, transitioned to the corporate world, became an independent consultant, and am now slowly moving into retirement. In parallel getting married (and still are, worth noting in these days: to the same woman), raising three wonderful kids, becoming a grandfather, etc. etc. And it’s surprising to me how often I still remember situations from that year ‘73/’74 – it has left a lasting impact on my life.

KIM MAYYASI

Title: We’re living proof the gods have a sense of humor

Subtitle: It is a stupefying comedy

Sub-Subtitle: Fairy-tale Ending

Plot Elements

Career: CEO-for-hire; Won some, lost more; Profiled in 2 Harvard B-school case studies as: “Don’t do this”.

Love Life: Marry college girlfriend; Procreate; Divorce college girlfriend

Family: Send offspring to Deerfield, Send offspring to Stanford; 2 grandkids

Religion: Failed 10 Commandments; Flunked Seven Pillars; Ordained Taoist priest in 2007

Diet: McDonalds to terroir to merroir

Health: Get cancer; Survive cancer; Replace body parts

Author: Write book; Publish book; No one reads the book (Empires of Character)

Love Life Redux: Find amazing woman; Date amazing woman; Live rest of life with amazing woman

Closing scene: You visit Plymouth Rock. It’s the most disappointing national historic site in the US. You turn around and take the granite steps up Cole’s Hill where the Pilgrims survived their first winter. On top of the small hill you see a couple on a roof deck overlooking the harbor. It’s a gray-haired guy with a pretty blonde. They’re sipping wine, tossing back freshly shucked oysters, and joking with the tourists. They are happy. And then you hear the slightly inebriated bearded guy break into, “When in Pocumtuck Valley”.

DAVID (DAVE) SISSON ROGER MCENIRY

Dear classmates —

I feel pretty certain that I’m the only member of our class who has an eightmonth-old daughter. I look forward to introducing you to Margaret Jane (“Maggie”) in June.

If Maggie (‘41?) joins my older two (Grace ‘07 and Eloise ‘10) as a DA alum, I may have a chance to set the record for longest time period between kids’ class years. She’s a gift and I’m very grateful for her.

I’m still living in Chicago, remarried in 2015, and continue to work in the investment management business with few thoughts of retirement.

DAVID (DAVE) SISSON REGINALD NALLEY

Wow how time flies! 50yrs. 1 marriage and divorce, 2 sons and 2 grandchildren later and I’m still here. I find myself on the verge of retirement after owning a small business 10yrs., being a master plumber with the union for 20+yrs. and a teacher for 10yrs. All-in-all, I’m grateful for the life I’m living; through all the ups and downs, heartaches and celebrations, successes and failures, I’m okay with the man in the mirror. I must say I had a lot more fun than not with experiences and opportunities that very few people in our country can imagine. It all started in Cali. with J.A. (‘74) after college...

I look forward to our 50th (can this be true?) and to reconnecting with the great class of 1974. See you in June!

MARK NIEMIEC

Enjoying life on Lake Chargoggagoggmanchauggagoggchaubunagungamaugg in Webster, MA. Found out I can never retire completely and not have anything to do.

I’m still active, (spending as little time as necessary), as a rep with Securities America. My wife of 40yrs., Sheryl, is retired from teaching and my two girls are off on their own careers. Focused on caring for my 14 yr old Shepard/Husky mix. I’m still fortunate to have good health, although moving just a little slower with age.

DAVID (DAVE) SISSON STEPHEN (STEVE) O’DONNELL JR.

Except for that one night .... it’s been work and family in Cedar Rapids, Iowa. Timing was good when we came up with a gas fireplace line we sell throughout North America - Mendota Hearth.

5 Kids:

Barney - Cedar Rapids, IA - Mendota

Sam - Missoula, MT - GuideTime

Will - St. Pete, FL - Construction

Molly - Chicago, IL - Interior Design

Grace - Fayetteville, AR - Tennis, Arkansas Razorbacks (woo pig sooie!).

Along the way, we got a place in South Florida (appropriately Deerfield Beach). Deerfield Academy is a very cool place and I am excited for our return.

DAVID (DAVE) SISSON THOMAS (TOM) O’KEEFFE

I was born and have lived in Loudonville, NY (a small hamlet just north of Albany) my whole life. My wife, Pat, can say the same. We were married when I was 23 and she was 22. The saltpeter in the mashed potatoes wore off and we are

fortunate to have eight healthy children. B, G, B, G, B, G, and then identical twin girls. Eight is enough! Curiously, we only have one grandchild to date.

After Deerfield, I was off to Hobart College and roomed with Jib Babbitt for

two years. Upon graduation, I went to work for the local Pepsi franchise driving a truck. After all, what do you do with a B.A. in Psychology? I had a wonderful 20-year career, but it was time to move on when the franchise was sold to the parent company. Armed with an MBA (courtesy of Pepsi) and the Certified Financial Planner program, I spent the next ten years in the financial business. When it was time to retire, I earned numerous IT certifications and am now thoroughly enjoying providing IT support for several local school districts. Paid Snow Days!

Pat and I enjoy traveling. Ireland, Bermuda, and Hatteras are our favorites. I’m blessed to be healthy which enables me to ski, fish and walk five miles a day.

Well, that’s my obituary in a few short paragraphs. I’m looking forward to our 50th!

ROBERT (BOB) PALADINO

December, 2023

I like to say that I peaked in high school. That’s not really true, but it feels that way sometimes as I look back. We lived in a bubble, unencumbered by the pressures and demands of the outside world. Life was carefree and relatively easy. It was a healthy time for me; it allowed me to gain a level of confidence that had eluded me till then.

Things were not as easy in college, I felt that I had to deal with some issues that had been easily ignored at Deerfield. There was a lot of self-medication as I grappled with my sexuality; a struggle that stubbornly persisted through my twenties and early thirties. I finally accepted that I was gay and that everything would be alright.

In addition, it wasn’t until my senior year in college that I considered what I might want to do professionally. As an English major, law seemed like a logical choice. Why not. To that end, I joined a law firm in New York as a paralegal and studied for the LSATs. Needless to say, my heart wasn’t in it, and an older friend/mentor who had some insight into my strengths suggested that I think about architecture as an alternative. There was a lot of soul searching and recalculating, but I ended up completing a fifth undergraduate year to amass all the prerequisites I need to apply to grad school, followed by a 3 ½ year master’s program and finally a degree. After a stint in a large corporate office, a colleague and I started our own firm specializing in

residential architecture. We celebrated our 30th anniversary in 2023. I’m still working but am actively looking toward retirement; it hasn’t been easy to extract myself, but I am trying.

I met my husband, JT, in 1985 when I was 35, and we were together until his death in 2017. We lived in Cambridge for many years, then Boston with a weekend house in Pomfret, a very rural town in NE CT. It’s impossible to communicate the significance of our relationship in a couple of sentences as it defined the substance and structure of my adult life for three decades, but I think I will leave it at that. Pomfret is now my sole residence.

Back to Deerfield. I think it is the friendships I developed more than anything else that are lodged in my memory. And when I see classmates, even now fifty years later, it is like no time has passed at all. It’s hard to measure the level of affection I feel for my close friends from Deerfield, even though many years can pass between visits. And in anticipation of the reunion, I have looked through our yearbook, and there are so many other classmates I wish I had known better and am looking forward to seeing.

I’m excited about coming back. It promises to be a happy weekend, perhaps a bit bittersweet. There have been a lot of choices, forks in the road, paths taken and decisions made over the past fifty years. In the end, it will be hanging out with dear old friends that will make the journey back all worthwhile.

J. GEDDES PARSONS

I graduated Bucknell in 1978 and went to work in NYC with Merrill Lynch. Left in the early 80’s to work with my older brother Bobby in Providence RI @Drexel Burnham. Married my best friend Kathy in 1982 and had 3 children, 87, 89 and 90. My brother and I started our own investment company in 1994. Still working full time and have no intention of retiring. I split my time between Jupiter Island Florida in the winter and Fishers Island NY in the summer. My children are all married and have provided 4 grandchildren so far and Kathy and I are blessed to be able to spend lots of time with them. Besides family golf is my passion and I play often. I look forward to seeing and reconnecting with everyone in June.

I am a ridiculously lucky man. Deerfield and I were not well-suited to each other. I had some good times and liked a few people well, but it was not a happy place or time for me. I graduated from Reed College (thanks, Larry Bohrer). Reed and I were a good fit.

After college I taught for a while, first juvenile delinquents, then NYC private school kids.

The woman I later married came to visit me in Manhattan. She stayed, and we

MICHAEL PETERS

realized Manhattan life and my teaching job weren’t working for us, so we moved to Albuquerque. We’ve been here since 1985.

Since I moved to Albuquerque I have worked mostly in the auto repair industry, something for which my philosophy degree prepared me astonishingly well.

Suzie and I have been fortunate to travel a fair amount. We’ve been to many places around the United States, including Hawaii, and to Canada, Europe and Mexico.

I retired when I was misdiagnosed with ALS. The months between my initial diagnosis and the correct one (CIDP) were an opportunity to reassess my priorities in life. I am incredibly fortunate that I was able to have the advance of the disease arrested by treatments, that I tolerated those treatments, that the ACA was passed in time to prevent us being financially ruined by my treatments, that I had a neurologist who went to bat for me with the insurance company to get my treatments approved, that my brother

was able to get me into Stanford Neurology for my second opinion, and most of all, that my wife has the strength and love to stick around through some extraordinarily stressful times.

You may have seen me on Antiques Roadshow from Santa Fe. When I was living in Pittsburgh, Keith Haring and I were friends for a while and he gave me a lithograph he made before he moved to New York City to pursue his art and to remake his personal life.

We have spent our retirements traveling, reading, gardening, and enjoying each other’s company. I am still playing ice hockey. We go for strolls (not hikes) in the nearby mountains, wildlife refuges, and other natural areas. We enjoy taking photos. And we have a few cherished friends.

Last month Suzie and I celebrated our 37th wedding anniversary. That’s the accomplishment of which I am most proud, and the blessing for which I am most grateful. I am a lucky man.

R. KEITH PRATER

Country Lawyer. GTLA. MH-AV

Slowed down my practice but still practicing. Moved to the Georgia Mountains after 35 years in Coweta County/south metro Atlanta.

WARD RAFFERTY

Hello Classmates and Friends…….

Roughly 210 days after I saw you all in June 1999, on January 9, 2000, I had my first and last Grand Mal seizure due to a cavernous hemangioma (birthmark) in the front lobe of my brain, just inside the brain sac, middle of my forehead.

During the seizure, due to the violent contractions, I crushed my L1, yet did not sever my spine, no one could figure out why not. I was in the middle of divorce negotiations, living with my six-year-old and

14-year-old daughters, Ellen and Rebekah half of the time. 3 weeks in the hospital, lost 30 lbs., about 16% of my weight.

The first three days in the hospital, as they tried to figure out what happened, I wondered if I’d ever walk again, learned day three I would. Two 5-hour surgeries, three days apart, one to install fortifications hardware between T12 and L2, the other to create a tunnel under my left rib cage through my diaphragm to my spine to install a new bone in my L1, strict

orders not to sneeze for 6 months. I vividly recall the tears of joy and gratefulness when I was able to pick up a leaf without my back brace.

Three months later, April 2000, I had brain surgery to have the cavernous hemangioma removed from my brain, access via my forehead. I now have a nifty 2 x 3 cm pumpkin hole in the middle of my forehead, cleverly secured with titanium straps and screws.

The seizure was the most serious experience of my life since my father’s suicide September 1975.

When I returned to college after my father’s funeral, a friend gave me a quotation from Camus, it saved me, a pleasure to share with you plus a few other quotes that became my life shepherds.

The other life shepherd was all that I absorbed from the totality of my 3 years at Deerfield, being with you, for which I thank you all. Plus, our fascinating various moments together at reunions, wormholes to our shared past. A silent cheer for the Deerfield River, one of my loves.

WARD RAFFERTY

Enjoy the quotes and poems from Camu, Whitman, Flying Hawk, and Thich Nhat Hanh.

“Yes, there are the deprivations; there are the deprivations that give rise to our worst sorrows.

But what does it truly matter what we lack when what we have is not used up.

So many things are susceptible of being loved that, surely no discouragement can be final.

To know how to suffer, to know how to love, and when everything collapses, to take everything up once more, Simply, the richer from suffering, happy almost the awareness of our misery.”

—Albert Camus

“When I heard the learn’d astronomer, When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me, When I was shown the charts and diagrams, to add, divide, and measure them,

When I sitting, heard the astronomer, where he lectured with much applause in the lecture-room,

How soon, unaccountable, I became tired and sick; Till rising and gliding out, I wander’d off by myself, In the mystical moist night-air, and from time to time, Look’d up in perfect silence at the stars.”

—Walt Whitman

“If the great spirit wanted men to stay in one place he would make the world stand still,

But he made it to always change,

So, birds and animals can move and always have green grass and ripe berries;

Sunlight to work and play, and night to sleep; Summer for flowers to bloom, and winter for them to sleep;

Always changing; everything for good;

Nothing for nothing”

—Chief Flying Hawk, Oglala Sioux

“The best way of preparing for the future is to take good care of the present, because we know that if the present is made up of the past, then the future wil be made up of the present. All we need to be responsible for is the present moment. Only the present is within our reach. To care for the present is to care for the future.”

—Thich Nhat Hanh

And here is a poem that emerged from me December 22…..

Alive Evening 12/22/23

Diggin, Lovin, Drifting… Contemplating, Chillin, Aligning.

Strengthening, Formulating, Simmering… Enjoying, Implementing, Appreciating.

Observing, Listening to get to  Awareness hearing, Understanding.

Holding to account for broad good… Creating, Advancing, Stabilizing.

Enhancing, Goodness, Reasonableness…. Fairness, Being.

Helping, Becoming, Evolving…. Learning, Laughing, Crying.

Movement, Motion, Trees, Being in/on water…. Mountains, Awaring, Sharing, Grateful.

To u and with u…… Till June

Ward

CLIFFORD (CLIFF) RAISBECK III

“Not all those who wander are lost.”

Deerfield. Early Escape ~ 1000 mile bicycle tour of New England. U.C. Berkeley, English Literature B.A./Marine Biology B.S.. Squaw Valley Ski Resort. Haight Ashbury. Professional Actor S.F.. Historic Hotel Manager and MC for famous celebrities. Gentlemen’s Club 2nd Tenor. Sailboat Captain, San Francisco Bay. Backpacking, many summits. Auburn University M.S. Aquaculture. Abalone Farm, Monterey. Kathy, life partner and Artist with fine art Oil Painting and Glass Blowing. SCUBA DiveMaster and Dive Shop Mgr,. Monterey CA. Underwater Photography Sales/ Representative and Traveler. Hyperbaric Recompression Chamber Operator. Registered Nurse at U.W. Seattle, Level One Trauma Center for five States. COVID Combatant. Accredited Sommelier and Wine Scholar. Oceanfront Home, Olympic Peninsula west of Seattle. World Adventures above and below sea level. Next Adventure? YES, Please!

“This living hand, now warm and capable Of earnest grasping, would, if it were cold And in the icy silence of the tomb, So haunt thy days and chill thy dreaming nights That thou would wish thine own heart dry of blood So in my veins red life might stream again, And thou be conscience-calm’d–see here it is–I hold it towards you.”

—John Keats

STEPHEN (STEVE) REYNOLDS

We were quickly surrounded by about 30 Kurdish armed rebels in a mountain village in SE Turkey near the Syrian border. The shouting grew louder, the apparent threats increasing but my limited knowledge of the Turkish language kept me somewhat in the dark. Looking into the eyes of my two Turkish geologist colleagues I understood that this was a grim situation. Suddenly a young man in the back of the crowd spoke up and said that he knew us and that we were good people. We had visited his village two months earlier at the end of Ramadan and donated a sheep for their Eid celebration. After some deliberation the mood lightened considerably after determining that we were not government spies, and we were invited to a friendly lunch with the village headmen. At that point I understood that karma is more than an abstract concept. (More on my professional adventures later)

I realized back in 1970 that I was darn lucky to attend Deerfield and credit and thank my late parents for their support and belief that Deerfield would be a good fit. 50 years later my gratitude deepens. It’s been quite a journey since we parted in June 1974, and I will try to capture a few high points.

My wife, Beth, has been the most significant and most positive influence on my life. We met and got married in Alaska and will celebrate our 40th anniversary right after this reunion. Alaska has been an important part of my life. This is where we started our family, self-built a remote off the grid recreational cabin (that we still have and enjoy), and started our lifetime of adventures. Beth is a positive and kind person, not a mean bone in her body, but is also a fierce mama bear when it comes to protecting and supporting her two cubs. She has truly been the backbone of our family as we migrated due to my professional work from Alaska to Egypt, Texas, Tunisia, Indonesia, England, and NH.

We have two fantastic sons, both on their own and forging their own lives in the Pacific Northwest in cyber security and mechanical engineering. Sean was born in Alaska, Matt in Texas. They spent most of their early years overseas and did not attend school in the US until they were in 10th and 7th grades. They (and we) had the opportunity to experience different cultures, living standards, environments, and learning philosophies that served as a good life foundation.

I graduated from Wesleyan with a degree in Earth and Environmental Science (Geology). Not content with a 9-5 office job, I sought field work to gain some experience. This led to a 40-year career in energy (primarily oil/gas/ mineral exploration) starting in the western US (significantly Alaska) and continuing internationally across all the continents except Antarctica. I worked in many remote places that I could never have dreamed of visiting and experienced the challenges of working in the arctic, desert, jungle, mountains, swamps, offshore, plains, farmlands, and even

urban environments.

The experiences could fill a book (unlikely) but at least serve as fun stories to relate. I survived kidnapping and hijacking attempts, riots, mobs, evacuations, emergency aircraft landings, as well as being included on a terrorist hit list. Some of my colleagues were not so lucky. I witnessed tough circumstances that many in this world must cope with, corruption, and downright evil.

But I also met and worked with some extraordinary people and witnessed some of the most incredible outpourings of hospitality, generosity, and courage. The most profound examples of genuine humankind often came from those with the least.

Be Worthy Of Your Heritage

How many times did we all walk around the Deerfield Seal at the entrance to the old gym and see these words? I thought about them over the last 50 years and while I was probably not successful 100% of the time in honoring the spirit of our motto, I gave it my best shot.

I am grateful for those of us who are here together to mark this 50-year milestone, while missing those classmate friends who could not make it.

FREDERIC (FRED) RICH

I tell people that I was “kicked out” of Deerfield after junior year. True, but not for the normal reasons. While I was ready for college – and blissfully happy during my freshman year at Princeton – it clearly is a mistake to deprive any kid of his senior year of secondary school. Youth is precious, why rush it? And my departure in the spring of 1973 also had the effect of disconnecting me from the DA Class of 1974.

After college I flirted with the idea of becoming an academic, pursing a D.Phil. at King’s College, Cambridge. This involved drinking immoderate amounts of sherry and port and suffering through a bad case of uncontrolled anglophilia. When freed from that delusion I went to law school and did well enough to get a job at the redoubtable firm of Sullivan & Cromwell, dubious that I would last long. I stayed for 35 years. Although it was a career that entailed considerable sacrifice, its rewards included fascinating work, great colleagues and clients, global travel, and financial success. I ended up co-heading the corporate and transactional practice and specialized in the development and financing of mega-infrastructure projects, particularly those in countries involving elevated political risk (e.g., Argentina, Azerbaijan, Chile, India, Indonesia,

Kazakhstan, Kyrgyzstan, Panama, Papua New Guinea, Tanzania, Zimbabwe among many others). I had many clients in Australia and travelled often to that wonderful country.

In 1989 I had the good sense to spend more money than I had to purchase a miserable house on a splendid piece of property on the banks of the Hudson River about 50 miles north of Manhattan. Sorry, but the Hudson Highlands have the Pocumtuck Valley beat in terms of beauty.

Designing and building a major landscape garden there – I built all the dry-stone walls with my own hands – kept me fit and sane. I am now deeply embedded in the Hudson Valley, having chaired one of the major Hudson Valley environmental organizations for over 20 years. Occupying me at the moment are two big non-profit projects: a new theater and home for the Hudson Valley Shakespeare Festival and a new eight-mile trail and linear park along the banks of the Hudson between Cold Spring and Beacon. At my place in the City, I am a bit of an urban agriculture pioneer, growing fruit, berries, vegetables, and herbs on the 35th floor of a LEED Platinum condo building overlooking the harbor (see www.batteryrooftopgarden.org ).

At the end of 2014 I retired early from

Sullivan & Cromwell to focus full time on my career as an author. My first book, Christian Nation (a dystopian political novel predicting the coming of theocratic authoritarianism in America) had been published in 2013 by W.W. Norton, giving me the confidence to give up the law and pursue the seven other books that were in my head. Two of them – Getting to Green (on environmental politics) and Escape from Extinction (a novel dealing with the promises and perils of genetic editing) – are out in the world, and a third, In Search of Competence (about the causes and perils of America’s epidemic of incompetence), is complete and in the publishing process. Forgive the plugs –authoring is a difficult business; you need to promote whenever possible (see www. FredericRich.com ). I’m working hard on the next two, one of which involves the Buddhist figure Maitreya, or the “future Buddha” (i.e., the next human being, following Siddhartha Gautama, predicted to become enlightened). This gives me the excuse to spend lots of time hanging around India, the Himalayas, and South East Asia.

I am truly sorry to have missed all reunions and been an all-around dismal member of the Class of 1974. I still miss Scott Opler, my best ’74 friend, who tragically was lost to AIDS in 1993. Happily, I have remained in close contact with my DA freshman year proctor, Gordy Sadler, travelling in recent years with Gordy, his second wife and two teenage boys to classic party locations including the Amalfi Coast, the Maldives and Mexico. Let’s just say that Margaritas are drunk and Deerfield stories are told. Although I will miss the 50th reunion, I certainly would be happy to have a visit from ’74 friends passing through Manhattan or the Hudson Valley.

DAVID RICHARDSON

Fifty years - it’s been fun. I remember arriving at Deerfield in the fall of 1970 to begin a formative and transformative journey. I enjoyed every minute of my four years and I take great pride in having the full, four-year experience. I developed a taste for rare prime rib with blood gravy (we really didn’t have a choice), excellent student habits, a sense of community and a tolerance of cold weather. I loved the classroom, playing sports and my extracurricular activities and affiliations (especially the Deerfield Black Student Coalition - DBSC). Few people will remember that the DBSC brought Nikki Giovanni to campus for a poetic recital in 1971 and that we also performed Douglas Turner Ward’s play, “Day of Absence”, for the school audition during a Sunday night “Sing” in the Memorial Building. Fewer still will remember that we wore “whiteface” during the performance. Wow!

There were many people at Deerfield who had a tremendous impact on me becoming the person that I am. Several deserve special recognition - Dave Pynchon, Jim Smith, Dan Hodermarsky, Chet Corkum and, my dear friend, Judd Blain.

After Deerfield, I attended Harvard from which I graduated, with honors, with

a degree in biology. I attended medical school at the University of Pennsylvania for my MD degree and remained there for my residency and fellowship becoming the first Black resident in the 150-year history of Penn’s Department of Neurology.

My professional career has been divided between time in medical practice (adult neurology with specialization in muscle diseases), clinical research, pharmaceutical medicine and consulting. I have lived in several locations including Philadelphia, Atlanta, Virginia Beach, West Hartford, CT., and now, Annapolis,

Maryland. I continue to work because the alternative seems too worrisome (i.e., too much time and money to devote to acquiring bad habits).

The accomplishment of which I am proudest is my 42-year marriage to my wife, Karen. She was an undergraduate at Tufts and we met at a Harvard party my freshman year. We have three wonderful children (two daughters and one son) who have amassed three undergraduate and three master’s degrees. My oldest daughter has given us two grandkids, ages 10 and 8, and my son and his wife are looking to add more. All of them are independent, healthy and seemingly happy. From time to time, they even tell me that the “wisdom” I shared with them during their youth has actually turned out to be true. Go figure. Attached is a family picture from our recent trip to Barbados.

I am looking forward to the 50th. Hopefully, Binsy will control himself and keep his lies to a manageable number. I will miss my friend, Leon Orr, Jr., who passed a few years ago.

I will see you all in June!

My fondest memory of Deerfield was the day I left, giddy to be free from the shackles of my keepers that I had long outgrown. Moments of escape were found in the pleasures of the library, where I developed the lifelong habit of reading while stretched out on a comfortable sofa; or walking Old Main Street end to end, that mile of elegance, admiring its timeless beauty. Some of its ancient Elms were still standing then.

I am not ungrateful for the privileged education I received, it generated the

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spark of my intellectual awakening. Memories of certain faculty stay with me: Dan Hodermarsky, the kindest of souls and encouraging mentor; James Marksbury, for marching us out of the classroom on a warm autumn afternoon to sit on the lawn under a tree discussing our reading of The Deerslayer; Mr. Morsman, whose classes on American history I anticipated with relish. Always energetic and entertaining, his style would often morph into teacher/coach: “Now men, listen up....(pause for dramatic effect).... TEDDY ROOSEVELT!” There were others, but surprisingly Mr. Knox comes to mind for fourth year English. He would often come late through the classroom door with a look of surprise to see us sitting there, or wearing a befuddled grin, which was somewhat charming, though now I think he was probably stoned.

The only fun I remember having took place on Saturday nights during the last semester of my senior year on our floor in Field. It was nothing more than harmless illicit pleasures of youth. We were a jolly band of merry miscreants, stumbling down the road to reach Parma.

I’ll close with a quote which I think is apropos for this occasion, the final line from The Great Gatsby: “So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.”

Todd Robecki ’74

DAVID ROSENFIELD

Life since Deerfield has been similar to the old TV show Route 66. My life’s path has been parallel to their Semi-Anthology format. There is a small set of continuing characters (me and my family) and a host of guest stars each episode. We have even had episodes in the same location as the show (Antelope Canyon, Arizona, Palm Springs, California, and Weeki Wachee Springs, Florida).

In Weeki Wachee, I had arranged to swim with the mermaids, who were going to be a backdrop to shooting photographs

with Miss Rodeo Florida for her Miss Rodeo America’s portfolio. Miss Rodeo is a born and bred Floridian, who as it turns out can’t swim and the state officials put a kibosh on the shoot. In Palm Springs, SIRI kept yelling at my wife to drive on I-10 (Route 66) instead of following my directions to go the old, more scenic way. Antelope Canyon is just simply beautiful.

My home life consists of my adoring wife and five children, and one granddaughter. I am one short of a Brady Bunch (need another son for the set).

The kids each have their own careers in different disciplines including military, arts, medical coding, and nursing. They have all spread to the four winds with none of them in the South Florida area. This is fine because my wife’s and my families call the Mid-Atlantic home, from whence we fled.

For those who did not attend the 45th reunion or missed my talk about finding my real family through Ancestry.com …. My cast of continuing characters grew immensely when I was matched up with 13 new brothers and sisters plus their very large family. These reunions have all gone better than imagined, where I was welcomed into a very fine family. NOTE: Sorry people who trace their ancestors to the Mayflower, my family was already in Jamestown, Virginia for a few years before the Mayflower made a 600+ mile wrong turn.

Deerfield has been quite a factor in my life’s passions (computers and

photography). I have made my living in Information Technology in various capacities. Currently my profession is in AI – Artificial Intelligence (or what I do is AS – Artificial Stupidity). I have Achim and Herby to thank for teaching me the basics of programming.

As for photography, I came to Deerfield as a published photographer, but Hodo really nurtured my skills and introduced me to several different forms of artistic expression. My photographs are a testament to honor him. Samples can be seen on my Facebook account.

My hope is that my photography outlasts me by many years. I record for friends, acquaintances, and others their memories. I hope they cherish them and pass them down to their offspring.

I have been blessed with a charmed life, coming from humble beginnings as a black-market baby. I was fortunate to be adopted by a wonderful family who could provide for me. They nurtured my skills, abilities, and developed my interests in quite a few areas. These provided me the opportunity to explore and discover myself. Without them, I would have never met any of you all.

The future holds more travels down the road to go-a-rodeoing, photographing jet ski races, horse races, pretty locations, formula cars, and anything else that goes zoom. I plan on continuing to dodge bulls, broncs, sharks, barracuda, and even gators in these episodes.

JOSEPH (JOE) SAVAGE

It’s a great run. Spend a lot of time on hobbies- tiny investments in race horses, theatre, restaurants, minor league baseball, tequila and whiskey distilleries and the like as well as traveling- foreign in the last year included Ireland, Mexico, Sicily, Vietnam, Cambodia, Bermuda—because I’m 98 percent retired from criminal

defense practice. Enjoying one daughter living with her husband in the West Village. Still have family in South Deerfield who are on campus for one thing or another but I don’t get back much. Looking forward to trying to identify folks without looking at name tags in June.

FREDRIC (FRED) SCHLESINGER

After graduating from Deerfield Academy, I traveled with two of our classmates: Bruce Duggan (sadly deceased) and Chris Kirsten throughout Europe and across to North Africa where Bruce’s parents were living at that time. It was an amazing experience that lasted about six weeks with train travel, backpacking and youth hostel stays with visits to so many fantastic places in Europe. It included highlights such as mountain climbing in Zermatt Switzerland, staying with a wonderful family in Northern Germany and experiencing the exotic marketplaces in Tunisia just to name a few.

In the fall of 1974 I attended the University of Florida’s School of Agriculture in order to attain a Bachelor of Science in Agriculture as a prerequisite for my desire to pursue Veterinary medicine. Afterwards, due to limited options in 1979 for acceptance into US Vet schools and the very limited enrollment at the University of Florida’s new Veterinary College, I headed off to the Philippines as

an alternative to vet school in the USA.

Having known some very successful University of the Philippines Vet School graduates practicing in New York, I attended vet school in the Philippines and lived in greater Manila for four years.

This period of my life opened my eyes up to Asia and many interesting experiences with travel throughout Asia and the Philippines. While attending vet school

Lucern, Switzerland 2018

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and vacationing in the mountain province during the Christmas break of 1979, I was fortunate to meet and start dating my wonderful and future wife Tina, the beautiful daughter of two medical doctors that lived in Makati, a subsection of Manila. While living in the Philippines I was also able to continue my martial arts training which I had barely started to pursue prior to Deerfield but had continued while attending the University of Florida.

After graduation, I married Tina and settled in Long Island, NY raising a family with three children: William, Rachel and Alex (AJ). I practiced Veterinary medicine on Long Island for 20 years. While owning a veterinary hospital in Suffolk County, New York for 17 years, I served on the board of the Long Island Veterinary Medical Association for 4 years. As a board member, I chaired the continuing education committee for two years and served as president for a year. I still continued to study and train in traditional Okinawa Karate and traveled to Okinawa, Japan in 1992 for a special celebration and workshop.

Near the end of 2002, I put my Coram, Long Island veterinary practice up for sale with the intent of moving off of Long Island. However within the first two months of 2003, I was diagnosed with stage 4 cancer. Needless to say I was very fortunate to overcome it thanks to great medical providers and my sheer will to “win the battle”. My practice sold at the end of 2003 and my family relocated to New Mexico.

I’ve continued to practice veterinary medicine in New Mexico since 2004, and in 2007 also opened a school for traditional Okinawan karate. In 2010 I began training in Veterinary acupuncture and Traditional Chinese Veterinary Medicine (TCVM). In 2013 I graduated from massage school and maintained my Licensed Massage Therapy license. In 2014 I opened Animal Acupuncture Westside where I’ve continued my practice of veterinary medicine specializing in TCVM. I continue to teach karate and have traveled to Okinawa, Japan four times, with a fifth visit planned for the fall of 2024.

Our three children are grown and have gone out into the world:

William is a Doctor of Acupuncture and Chinese Medicine (people) in San Diego, CA and recently married. Rachel is a music teacher and violinist, teaching and conducting young musicians at an International school in China. AJ (Alex) is finishing up a degree in Environmental Engineering.

My wife Tina works in retail and we continue our jobs and enjoy traveling as often as we can.

My memories of Deerfield are very strong. There were so many great experiences which perhaps I can relive and enjoy at the reunion with fellow classmates attending. I am grateful for the education I received at Deerfield and feel very lucky to have had the “Deerfield Experience” and to have become a graduate of such a fine school.

Fred Schlesinger

Family December 2019 Okinawa, Japan 2019

DOUGLAS (DOUG) SCHWANDT

Greetings fellow Deerfield time travelers!

1955: born Missoula, Montana

1961: family moved to Eugene, Oregon

Education:

1973: graduated North Eugene HS

1974: (post-)graduated Deerfield Academy

1979: BS/BA Columbia: pre-med and Mechanical Engineering

1980: MS Stanford: Mechanical Engineering

Work:

1980: CH2M-Hill, San Francisco: mechanical engineer.

1981-2005: Rehab R&D Center, Palo Alto VA Med Center: developing rehab products including arm-powered bikes/ tandems, ergometers, robotics, MRI devices...

1986-present: ME design consultant: exercise devices for long-term space travel; Alter-G differential pressure walking assist; KineAsisst omnidirectional robotic walking assist; DARPA prosthetic arm; resuscitation delayed cord clamping car for preterm birth...

2021-present: Dextrous Robotics, package grasping robot for logistics industry

2003-present: Stanford Diving Club and De Anza Community College: USA Diving coach

Personal:

1991-94: married Elaine Neves de Olivera. Remain close with step-children, Lercion Jr., Leriane and Eloisa.

2001: pilots license.

My post-graduate year at Deerfield Academy was a wonderful adventure before college, an opportunity to experience life at one of the top private boarding schools in the world, on a beautiful campus. An all-boys environment, and the formality of coat & tie for classroom, lunch and dinner took a little getting used to, after the informality of co-ed public high school in Oregon. My father reminded me of how to tie a tie on the way to the airport, leaving for Deerfield. I brought along a clip-on bow tie as a small gesture of protest. Deerfield going co-ed was a major positive step.

I have fond memories of my teachers at Deerfield, all highly motivating and dedicated, and Larry Boyle, our swimming and diving coach. Arriving for just the one PG year, I felt welcomed and included by my classmates (thank you everyone).

For the past two decades, I have generally split my time daily between mechanical engineering design projects, mostly using SolidWorks CAD, and coaching springboard diving at Stanford Diving Club and De Anza Community College. I bike and swim, and hike the parks of the SF Bay Area with friends.

Carpe Diem!

Doug Schwandt, Deerfield ‘74

JAMES (JIM) SCRANTON

Greetings Classmates!

Here’s a little update for you, as requested… I’m still married, 42+ years, to my beautiful wife, Ceil.

We continue to live in Chesterfield, NH, in a home we built in 1997. Incidentally, we’re on the same land that Stacey DeCamp and I did our senior project on!

Ceil and I have two children: Nathan and Megan. Megan is married to Dan and they have two children Olivia and Alexis, our grandkids! Livi is three years old and Lexi is seven months old. All I can say is, too much fun! Nathan lives with his significant other, Alycia in a town nearby. They have a dog, Luna. Who knows what will happen next?

I consider myself semi-retired, but still find myself doing many things… hunting, fishing, traveling, and don’t forget the wood! Cutting, dragging, piling, splitting and stacking! Excuse me, I must go feed the wood stove!

Jim Scranton

WHITNEY (WHIT) SELKE

After graduating Sine Laude from Deerfield, I started at Wesleyan University. In the same class as Bob Paladino and Jeff Binswanger. It was like Deerfield in many ways, but we had Girls! Bob chose the prettiest one in our class, and Jeff went for a famous actress. We didn’t have a shack or a lower level, but we did have fun.

After Wesleyan I moved to NYC and took several jobs in telecommunications sales before moving to EF Hutton, for whom I worked in Denver and San Francisco before being promoted to VP of Branch Communications and moving back to NYC.

When EF Hutton was taken down by Ed Meese, and bought by Shearson, I accepted a transition deal, agreeing to stay for 6 months to merge the two Branch Communications departments together and then spent a year traveling around the world, starting in Europe, then Turkey, Syria, Jordan and Egypt and down the east side of Africa, climbing Kilimanjaro, and then on to India, recovering ground I had travelled as a college Junior.

At the end of my time in Southeast Asia, I proposed to my girlfriend in Bali, returning to the USA after several weeks in Oceana.

We married in Massachusetts and then moved out to San Francisco, just in time for the earthquake. Preferring to live longer, we returned to Massachusetts soon after.

We each tried a few jobs before starting a home textile company that ended up doing very well. We had a brilliant and wonderful daughter who we later brought to Deerfield for an interview. To my surprise, we were assigned to the wife of Mr. Howell. The only question she asked me was if I knew Jim Scranton’s nickname. I said I did, but she laughed and told me anyway. My daughter was turned down, but accepted everywhere else she applied, including all four Veterinary Schools. She chose Tufts and graduated near the top of her class. She recently married and had a boy, my first grandchild. As I write this he is 1/3 years old. In the photo he is celebrating his first Thanksgiving.

Backtracking a bit, my wife and I split up in 2011. Her lawyers were not kind to me. I had to wait two years before I could start a new company, Hook & Loom Rug Company, specializing in eco-friendly rugs (before they were cool). I run it like a digital nomad, from my homes in Bangkok, Medellin, and the Philippines, and anywhere else my girlfriend of ten years and I want to be. It’s exceeding my most ambitious goals and life is as close to perfect as I have ever dreamed.

I’m very excited to be seeing you all in June.

DONALD (DON) SHEEHAN

Life After 50 + 4 years of Deerfield Academy – What a Long, Great Trip it’s Been

By Don Sheehan

After attending our 45th class reunion in 2019, I look forward to seeing y’all at our 50th, especially since Ward Rafferty extracted a promise from me to be there and, as we all know, promises between friends are binding. Now at 67, I’m struck by how our serendipitous decisions often steer our lives in different directions, many unforeseen but fulfilling nonetheless. I’m sure it’s the same for all our classmates, too.

My coming to DA in September 1970 was driven by chance, not choice, and yet it provided me so many advantages and opportunities for which I shall always be grateful. The whole boarding school scene was totally alien to me because I arrived from communist Poland where my father’s first diplomatic assignment was at the very small U.S. Consulate in Poznan. My 8th grade class consisted of me, myself and

I at the “American School,” the “school” being a small room in our basement with one teacher, my sister, brother and moi. Ironically, 25 years later in 1993, I joined the State Department and my first assignment was also in Poland (now one of our strongest European allies) where my third child, my son, was born. Talk about coming full circle in life, no? I feel blessed to have spent 28 years in a profession I loved, allowing me to live and work in Russia, Germany, Tunisia, Belgium, Afghanistan and elsewhere, adding my small bit to USG policy confusion.

Another ironic event in “life after DA” was my decision to go to Georgetown University and subsequently to join ROTC as a very green cadet. With the Vietnam war ending in 1974, I had zero desire to go into the army but that also provided hard knock lessons which served me well in so many ways – especially lessons in leadership, management and self-discipline. And yet, the only reason I joined (reluctantly) was to shut my father’s gob because he bitched and moaned so much about the tuition. But commanding 150 men for two years as an

army Captain definitely keeps you on your toes, with your wits sharpened constantly by soldiers testing your resolve. I only served in peacetime Germany, staring across the Iron Curtain at Russian and Czech troops, not in any wars, and in 1985 I got out so I could take a year off to backpack around the world. That was a great eyeopening experience, too, bebopping solo throughout the USA, Europe and mostly Asia, even going into China after it had opened up to foreign tourists, where my (then) red hair stood out like a beacon in a sea of dark haired Chinese.

Following my year off, I got an MBA and worked in Washington, DC, finally becoming a diplomat myself after taking the damn State Department’s entrance exam seven times, and failing the first six! But it was a career that allowed me to see and contribute around the world, with assignments at NATO, the European Union, serving as State’s NAFTA rep as well as liaison to the U.S. military both in Afghanistan (3 years, which I NEVER would have thought) and in San Antonio, and even helping rescue U.S. hostages being held in nasty countries. One thing I can assure all of you – you can sleep better at night knowing the incredible array of forces, intelligence and efforts our government puts into action the minute any U.S. citizen is taken hostage by a foreign entity, anywhere in the world. Trust me on that.

In Germany I also met my wife with whom I have three wonderful children, now adults and stable, solid citizens, happy with their partners, and none of whom want to live in my basement! They are truly my greatest blessings, and I am humbled by their love, support wisdom and incredible patience with their sometimes-overbearing Dad.

DONALD (DON) SHEEHAN

For me, DA was an incredible experience and unanticipated blessing in disguise, providing a superb education, great friends, and excellent lessons in sportsmanship, responsibility, selfdiscipline and self-confidence. I’m honored to be in touch with many classmates whom I admire and respect, and think both fondly and sadly of those who have passed into the next dimension. I am now retired in Arlington, Virginia, just outside Washington, DC, and I’d welcome any of you to visit if you’re in the area. As Mike Bois once said to me, “When you have your health, you have everything,” and so I feel equally blessed to be healthy, able to host friends and family, and God willing, do a lot more traveling to see this amazing, crazy country and world before I join our departed classmates. Stay safe and well, guys, and God bless you and your families.

Don Sheehan ‘74 Dazzler91@yahoo.com

Goodbye Deerfield, Hello Oberlin! I didn’t realize how much I appreciated the physical beauty of Western Massachusetts until I landed on the flats of Northern Ohio. Three years later, at 19, I was launched into the world with a double major in Biology and Religious Philosophy; literally launched, because the next eleven years saw me in the U.S. Merchant Marine. On my first ship I was a Bedroom Utility (scrubbing toilets and making beds) but by the time I left the sea I had a 1,600-ton Master’s license and an Unlimited Chief Mate’s license. During

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that period, I crewed on the C.S. Long Lines, laying the first submarine fiber optic cable in human history.

Why leave the sea? During time off I was cast as Pippin in Mexico City, where I met and eventually married my costar, a bright and beautiful redhead named Lee. She pointed out how hard it would be for us to endure the seafaring separations. I agreed. So, I joined the Foreign Service and we all traveled together to Indonesia, Nepal, Jordan, India (twice), Madagascar, Iraq (my only tour alone), and Burma, where I was Chargé d’Affaires or Acting Ambassador for my final four months. Along the way I served in Washington several times and got my Master’s in Public Policy at Princeton. It was an honor to serve my country and to try to make the world a better place.

Faced with mandatory retirement at 65, we moved to our paradise on a small island in Washington State. Friends and family visit us, including – more often we hope! – our four grandchildren. We have reached the age where we have a few more health challenges, but it is certainly better than pushing up daisies. Looking out over the water toward the snow-covered mountains beyond, I realize again the soul-nurturing value of physical beauty.

George and Lee in Antarctica (2021)

George inaugurating a power plant in Northern Iraq (2011)

SCOTT SWANK

How I came to be at Deerfield had nothing to do with me; well sort of. My family moved to England mid-1972 and with no options offered outside of an American or English boarding schools I “chose” Deerfield.

I did enjoy my Deerfield experience. I was a good swimmer and having always been creative, Deerfield allowed me to grow and blossom through experiences like being the business manager of the Pocumtuck, where I had my first real “sales experiences”. I also proposed and enabled Deerfield’s first Prom in many years. It was all good stuff and helped me to break out of my shell.

Most significant, was the influence of Michael Bois’s “India, China, Africa” course. The way he taught it, and with its unique visual, auditory, and sensory inputs, spurred my incredible interest in China. I went on to become an history major, with a focus on Asian History and Political science and ultimately, moved to China in 1988.

University And Career: 1974 - 1988

St. Lawrence in Canton N.Y. (1.5 years) and George Washington University in

Washington, DC (2.5 years) encompassed my undergraduate studies. During those years I worked in hotels and restaurants and became familiar with hospitality. I got my first “real job” in sales with Omni Hotels. 1980-1988 saw me in Atlanta, New York City, New Orleans and in 1986 as the Director of Sales of the Inter-Continental Hotel, Miami

A Dream Come True: 1988 – 1991

Beijing & Moscow

Shangri-La International, was opening the China World Trade Center in Beijing where I was hired as Director of Marketing. In 1988, China was a third world country. It was surreal going to live and work in such an environment, but it was a dream come true. We experienced the trauma of the June 4, 1989, Tiananmen incident and the collapse of China’s international tourism sector. I left in December 1990 and moved to Moscow for a re-opening project that Inter-Continental became engaged with to bring to life the then recently restored Metropole Hotel, Moscow. We had ring side seats for all the political drama that was then in play (it was still the USSR).

In May 1991 I joined Pan Pacific Hotels & Resorts to become their Director of Marketing at their flagship, Pan Pacific Singapore; and so, started the next 32-year years of my life.

Pan Pacific, Mandarin Oriental, Spoon & Oakwood: 1991 - 2022 19, 3, 3 & 5 are the years I spent in the above referenced endeavors. I moved from Marketing to Operations in 1996, became a General Manager in 1997, opened my own restaurant in 2000, re-joined Pan Pacific as GM in 2003, became Pan Pacific Hotels Group’s Senior VP of Operations

in 2008 and returned to Pan Pacific Singapore in 2011 as GM again to execute a $100 million transformation after several facelifts and 26 years of operation. The most unique experiences were that during my fourth and final “stay” with Pan Pacific we gutted and renovated the entire 36 story 800 room atrium hotel in 6 months! I also remain, to this day, the longest serving GM in that properties 38-year history. In 2018, I became the GM of Oakwood Studios, Singapore, a funky, hipster, millennial long stay hospitality brand developed by Oakwood Worldwide. Bought in July 2022 by Ascott, one of the largest Serviced Apartment operations in the world Oakwood Worldwide and all its associates were gone by the end of 2022, including me!

The Only Thing Constant In Life Is Change

At 67 I decided that for medical reasons, with my parents still alive and with a much larger extended family than when I left in 1988 (19 vs 6) it was time to return to the USA. I relocated to Palm Springs, California in May of 2023. Uprooting oneself after such a long time in one place is NOT an easy task to undertake and it’s been challenging, but several US & International journeys have kept me busy and happy.

Relationships: Becoming Who I Am

For some, there is never any question about sexuality; it is just as it is. I dated like everyone else as I entered college, and it wasn’t until a school break late in my college freshman year that I had my first sexual encounter with a man. In 1975 the thought of being gay was mind boggling and I blocked this experience out of my head for about 3 years, re-engaging with

the opposite sex. Finally, while in DC, I had another same-sex experience and finally I realized that I was who I was and thus began my life as a gay man. My first partner and love was a housemate in college. We were together for several years; but it was very tumultuous and at times heartbreaking; but we remain friends to this day. Career and my foray into China effectively kept me single until 1995. Since then, I’ve been fortunate to have had 3 wonderful partners over 29 years and although not together any longer, remain as my best friends and are, for all intent and purposes, part of my family. Just like several of my Deerfield buddies have remained lifelong friends, Of note, Scott Amling, Ward Rafferty, and Don Sheehan.

SCOTT SWANK

Outside of relationships, my philosophy, and the foundations of what I consider to be my purpose in life can be relatively directly attributed to the book “A Road Less Traveled”, written by M. Scott Peck. The book explores the concepts of personal growth and spiritual development. Most importantly, the importance of embracing challenges and difficulties as opportunities for growth. Essentially, it’s all about self-discovery and personal transformation.

Epilogue: Being Thankful For What We Have

The beauty of my life has been the breadth of experiences and relationships I’ve had. I’ve never been bored, I’ve always been challenged and fortunately, I’ve almost

always been successful in what I’ve done, and when I haven’t, I’ve learned valuable lessons that took me forward. I’ve had great mentors and have learned to mentor others; which has ultimately been my greatest reward; helping others to grow and learn. I’ve purposefully not worked in 2023 and focused on my repatriation. I still swim; I don’t golf or play tennis and so my idea of a few more good years is to continue to work in some way shape or form to continue mentoring others to become the best they can be. Most likely in hospitality, but I won’t rule other avenues out. I hope my story finds all of you happy, healthy, and ready for whatever happens next in our lives!

MANFRED TOPKE

I am a 4th Generation coffee producer and exporter. Daughter Camila is now involved in our company importing coffee into the U. S. Tom Chelimsky contacted me on Xmas eve and kindly suggested (ordered!!) me to fill out this form ASAP! Thanks Tom, good job!!

I laugh when I remember you (Tom) driving Mr. Cushman “Nuts” in Geology class. Good times.

ERIC VOGL

Greetings from Texas, now I’m officially a Yankee transplant, as a retired ExxonMobil (hired by Exxon) executive now living in Houston – 32 years and numerous technical then managerial positions in oil and gas upstream (finding, developing, and producing oil and gas) living in Lafayette, LA., New Orleans, LA., Houston, TX., and London, England. Fossil fuels rule! The job kept me hopping

and associated travel landed me on six of our seven continents. God blessed Lisa and me with three healthy children and now three healthy grandchildren. Married in 1981; oldest born in 1987 (boy, now married, two children, boy 7 and girl 10); second boy born in 1991, now married, one child, boy 2, one more due in April; girl born 1994, now married, no children. After Deerfield, I graduated University

of New Hampshire, Durham in 1978, B.S. Earth Sciences, then graduated Kansas University, Lawrence, Kansas in 1980, M.S. Geology. I keep busy as officer to several entities as well as travelling, fishing, and volunteering. I am rewarded these days by being useful and serving others. All three of our children are reasonably close by, so Lisa and I have really taken to grandparent duty. The kiddos bring us so much joy!!

THOMAS (TOM) WESTERVELT JR.

By God’s grace, I’m alive and well, enjoying retirement, living in a 55+ community only a few miles from the Jersey shore. My wife and I recently celebrated the birth of our 3rd grandchild.

I’m trying to stay active, doing my part to maintain good health so that, Lord willing, I can continue helping my strokesurvivor wife navigate through life as we continue aging!

“The Lord has done great things for us; we are filled with joy!” (Psalm 126:3) I hope and pray that everyone who reads this would understand that their greatest need in life is to be reconciled with God before they die and face His judgment. God is Holy, and He created man and woman in His image, to be holy and worship and glorify Him in all that we do. Many people mistakenly believe there are different paths to God and “Heaven”, and as long as someone is sincere in what they believe, they’ll end up there when they pass from this world to the next. The Bible, which is God’s revelation of Himself, declares there is only one way.

Please STOP and carefully consider this message.

“There is a way that seems right to a man, but its end is the way of death.” (Proverbs 14:12) All the religions in the world can be

boiled down into two categories; almost all involve something men and women must do to “earn God’s favor”, or, to be accepted into His presence or Kingdom when you die. Biblical Christianity is the only exception to this - it is a religion based on what God has done on our behalf.

Most people believe you earn “eternal life” in Heaven by being a good person, or earn favor with God by doing good deeds; this way of thinking is actually deadly, and leads the wrong way - away from the only path God has provided - to a terrible end of eternal suffering and judgment in Hell.

Jesus Himself said, in His sermon on the mount, that “The gate is wide, and the way is broad that leads to destruction (Hell), and there are many who enter through it.” (Matthew 7:13)

God says we CANNOT make it to Heaven on our own, no matter how hard we try, or how sincere our intentions, because “All have sinned, and fall short of the glory of God”. (Romans 3:23) So, what is the only way to Heaven?

Jesus said “I am the way, the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through Me.” (John 14:6)

The Bible makes it clear that Jesus Christ, and Him alone, has provided the ONE AND ONLY WAY for helpless, hopeless sinners like you and me to enter Heaven. The directions to Heaven are very simple: repent of your sins, and believe the Gospel of Jesus Christ with all your heart.

To repent means to admit that you’re a sinner, going the “wrong way” in life, serving self instead of God, and make an about face, turning to God’s way. Acknowledge that you are a lost sinner, with nothing to offer God, and that you need a Savior, begging God for His mercy and forgiveness.

To savingly believe means to put your complete trust in Jesus Christ, who is

the 2nd Person of the Holy Trinity, God in human flesh. He lived the perfectly righteous, sinless life that God requires of us, and then died on the cross as the sacrificial “Lamb of God”, paying the sin debt of all the people who would ever believe in Him. After 3 days in the grave, God raised Him from the dead, signifying that He accepted Jesus’s sacrifice.

The Bible says if you truly believe these things, you will be saved! “For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish, but have eternal life.” (John 3:16)

“If you confess with your mouth Jesus as Lord, and believe in your heart that God raised Him from the dead, you will be saved” (Romans 10:9). As long as you’re alive, it’s not too late to repent and turn to Christ. He has promised to accept all who genuinely believe and come to Him. But don’t delay, because none of us is promised tomorrow!

WILLIAM (BILLY) WHARFF

Gentlemen,

I have no idea why anyone would want to read this. I mean, 50 years is a long-ass time...but here we go!

First of all, I want to thank Bill Tyler/ Director of Admissions, for his trust in me. He is absolutely the reason I went to Deerfield!

My post-Deerfield (bio) experience actually started in Coach Smith’s office on December 1, 1973. Only 3-4 months into my DA experience. It was national signing day and the University of New Hampshire was front and center. Off to Durham I would go, full athletic scholarship in tow. After signing the paperwork, I turned to Smitty and said, “Guess that ends my need for going to class.” Oooops, not smart. Coach asked the recruiter to ‘give us a minute,’ and had me scared for my life! Needless to say, I walked the walk on graduation day with all of you guys!

Finished my collegiate career with a degree in women’s health (jealous much?) as well as All-Conference and All-New England awards at the tight end position. It was a blast! One of the best moments came in the Spring of 1978. Early May as I was eating dinner in the dining hall. One of my buds came running up to me shouting, ‘Billy, Billy...you just got an awesome phone

call!” When I asked, from who? My guy said, “the Buffalo Bills!” First thing I thought, it must be Douvadjian or Maguire! But no, it was really the Bills. I spent about a minute and a half with them later that spring, but it was an amazing experience.

Fast forward a month later, I get a call from the head coach of the Twin Cities Cougars of the California Football League. A semi-pro opportunity in Yuba City, California. Coach Ron Darby, one of my favs asks, “Do you want to come play AND get paid?” I was on a plane before the weekend!

Fast forward to 1980. Kevin Maguire called and asked me to come sell cable TV for a local outfit he was running. I didn’t think I was a ‘sales’ guy but said, fine. I stayed for a few years and ended up making more than the president of the company. Kevin and I used our cable connections to sneak into the 7th game of the 1984 NBA Championship between the Celtics and Lakers. (Sorry, Laker fans!!!) Celtics win # 17...but the story gets better!

As I’m wandering around the Boston Garden, I see Tommy Heinson having a conversation. Tommy’s a legend in Boston, so I cruise over to listen in. He’s chatting with the head sports reporter from Italy, Guido Bagatta. After Heinson leaves, I asked the reporter where he was from. He said, Italy. So I started a conversation about Italy and the NBA and Guido changes it to American football. About this time, Maguire wanders over and listens in. Guido then mentions the Italian/American Football Association and how crazy Italians are for American football. Maguire then chirps up, “Oh, Billy was an All-American (no!) at UNH and played professionally. You should get him! Thankfully, Guido said, “No, we’re looking for American coaches.” Maguire goes, “Billy’s a great coach, knows the

game inside and out!” I look at Kevin like, WTF are you doing? Six months later, I was on my way to Milan as the Offensive Coordinator for the Busto Arsizio Frogs. The team owner was some guy named Giorgio Armani. Absolutely true story! We went undefeated in the regular season but lost in the semi-finals.

I arrived back in Boston just before Christmas, 1985. Not sure what I was going to next, I got a call from another DA teammate and great friend, Dave Douvadjian. Dave was financing big commercial real estate projects for a brokerage company in Boston. He knew I had my real estate license so he set me up with some interviews in commercial brokerage. I was hired in May of 1986 to a Boston firm and it’s been real estate ever since.

I switched from the brokerage side to development in 2000 when I moved from Boston to Ocala, Florida. I moved because a friend told me about a new polo club in central Florida that was having huge notoriety. I started playing in 1994 and I was immediately addicted to the sport. I had 5 horses when I arrived in Ocala and had a blast playing at the Villages Polo Club. You may have heard stories about The Villages Retirement Community. Unfortunately, I’ve been sworn to secrecy...but...

I returned to Boston in 2012 and headed to the development side of real estate. I started small, renovating a small building in Salem, Massachusetts. The business expanded to larger residential projects, the result being a development consultancy guiding land owners through the entitlement process. I absolutely love what I do!

Best wishes for a fabulous 2024! See you in June!!

Love you all, miss who are gone.

F. CHARLES (CHARLIE) WIGHTMAN III

18250 days after graduation the class of 1974 is returning to celebrate.

40 years working at Princeton Dental Group.

4 wonderful grandchildren (Charlotte, Quinn, Asher, Maren).

2 delightful children (Lindsay, Freddy).

1 amazing wife (Mary-Jane).

I deplore nostalgia, so you won’t hear me wax sentimental over “remember whens” and “do you recalls.” After Deerfield I attended the U. of Virginia,

a carnival atmosphere that made me appreciate the self-contained environment of the Academy all the more. My primary career centered on computer science. I retired early (because I could), forswore automobile ownership, and began a secondary career of writing works that I publish on Google Books under a pseudonym. I continue to live as minimally and disconnectedly as possible, hoping to preserve enough capital to donate substantially to select charities (DA included) upon my demise.

JAMES (JIM) WILSON

Daniel “Hodo” Hodermarsky asked me if I would be interested in shooting a short

film for a class he was teaching. I enjoyed watching movies but had never considered making one.

I thought about my options and this appeared like the best bet. I told him it sounded fun and he handed me a Super-8 camera. I asked him what should I shoot, and he said, whatever you want. My idea was the ‘Assassination of the Dean of

Students’. I cast my good friend, Fred Bendheim to play the assassin and we got another student to dress like the Dean. I showed the completed three-minute film to the entire school, teacher’s and all, at our Sunday Sing. There was a big applause by the students, then I was asked to see the Headmaster in his office, immediately. My options were expulsion from school or a more lenient two-week suspension on campus. I said I couldn’t go home and was given the suspension. It was right then that I realized the power of cinema and decided that was my calling. I would become a filmmaker.

Seventeen years later, I won an Academy Award for producing DANCES WITH WOLVES and have been happily making films ever since.

Admission Fast Facts

In Memoriam

IN REMEMBRANCE.

It was 1974. Death seemed so far, an illusion placed upon our young years by ill-informed fatalists. It might happen to others, but certainly never to the immortals of the class of 1974. And yet, here we are in 2024, and the fatalists won out. We have lost many precious lives, and we miss them. Although their time was briefer than ours who still remain on this earth, it was no less rich, no less valuable, no less lovely. We carry their stories in our hearts, and they are the ones who enriched us. If today our lives have more grace, more truth, we owe it in part to an experience with one of our own who has departed. And their departure seals the reality that one day, we must all take that route. May our God fill our hearts with gratitude for the lives of those who left, comfort their families’ hearts with peace, and allow us to finish the race with honor and grace. Thank you each of you for the impact you have had upon us.

—Tom Chelimsky

In Memoriam

Peter Bannish

Alan Clough

Casey Coon

David Serrell

Stacey DeCamp Jr.

Steve Kendall

Andy Lindsay

Billy McNeil

Bruce Duggan

Chris Melhado

Leon Orr

Frederick Pfouts

Mike Ratchford

Rob Trevino

Alan Roberts

Steve Spalding

Timothy Gardner

Scott Opler

The Faculty

Peter Bancroft

Mathematics

2 years: 1969-1971

Cary Bell

Counselor

2 years: 1971-1972

Judd Huntley Blain

Religious, Ethics, Administration

10 years: 1969-1979

David D. Blanchard

Chemistry

4 years: 1972-1976

Laurence E. Bohrer

Chemistry

43 years: 1936-1979

Michael D. Bois

History

29 years: 1965-1994

Lawrence M. Boyle

Latin

45 years: 1957-2002

Nathanael R. Brayton

History

3 years: 1973-1975

Beverly Brown

Art

3 years: 1973-1975

Peter C. Brush

Latin

44 years: 1966-2010

Donald B. Burdick ’47

Geology, English

32 years: 1954-1986

Eileen Bush

Library References

5 years: 1968-1973

The Faculty

E. Leslie Byrnes Jr. Government, History

6 years: 1968-1974

Philip E. Charron Jr. French, Latin 39 years: 1951-1990

Corning Chisholm German, French 20 years: 1953-1973

Richard Adelbert Cobb ’30 Mathematics, History 29 years: 1945-1974

Chesley W. Corkum Jr. Biology, Geometry

40 years: 1954-1994

George W. Cushman Geology, Geometry 24 years: 1960-1984

Charles Englebert Danielski Biology

41 years: 1959-2000

Charles O. Demers Trainer

36 years: 1964-2000

David F. Dietz Physics

3 years: 1971-1974

Richard Charles Dils English 7 years: 1964-1971

Christopher J. Dixon English

3 years: 1969-1972

Peter T. Esty ’55 English

11 years: 1972-1982

The Faculty

James P. Fabiani

History, Administration

9 years: 1970-1979

David D. Foster

English

11 years: 1968-1979

Carlos E. Garcia

Spanish

20 years: 1970-1990

James P. Giddings ’65

Art

2 years: 1969-1971

Peter B. Gore ’45

French

23 years: 1954-1977

David S. Hagerman

Athletics

7 years: 1974-1980

Robert P. Hammond

Mathematics

37 years: 1964-2001

Robert A. Hanlon

Latin

15 years: 1961-1976

Drew W. Hatcher

History

1 year: 1971-1972

Lawrence P. Haynes

Physics

35 Years: 1937-1971

David H. Hirth ’60

French, German

14 years: 1964-1978

Daniel Hodermarsky

Art

19 years: 1969-1988

The Faculty

Charles H. Hohner

English

18 years: 1968-1986

Alexander Howe

Art

4 years: 1973-1976

David C. Howell ’65 Physics

44 years: 1969-2013

Henry B. Hubbard ’30 Mathematics

41 years: 1937-1978

Moreau C. Hunt

English

27 years: 1954-1981

William E. Irven

Mathematics

7 years: 1971-1978

John E. Kehoe

English, Art History

2 years: 1971-1973

Charles Kieler

Science

5 years: 1973-1977

Yuji Kishimoto

Art

5 years: 1971-1976

James C. Knox

English

5 years: 1970-1975

James R. Kolster

Mathematics, Administration

2 years: 1970-1972

Wilbur J. Landry Jr.

Gymnastics

5 years: 1968-1973

The Faculty

Robert F. Larkin

History

22 years: 1969-1991

D. Day Lee

History

26 years: 1961-1987

Lila Lynch

French

3 years: 1973-1975

Phillip I. Lynch

History

3 years: 1973-1975

James H. Marksbury

English

34 years: 1969-2003

George G. Matava

Mathematics

3 years: 1971-1974

Mary Jane McDonald

Mathematics

6 Years: 1972-1977

Wallace McDonald

History

5 years: 1972-1977

Robert W. McGlynn

English

41 years: 1943-1984

G. Richard McKelvey

Religious, Ethics

39 years: 1970-2009

Hollis McLoughlin

History

2 years: 1973-1974

Richard I. Melvoin

History

11 years: 1973-1988

The Faculty

Linda K. Miles

German 20 years: 1973-1992

Russ A. Miller

European History 41 years: 1937-1978

Robert J. Moore

Mathematics 4 years: 1971-1975

John A. Moran ’32 Resident Physician 5 years: 1966-1971

Joseph J. Morsman III ’55 Government, Athletics 54 years: 1960-2014

Douglas C. Neff

Mathematics 2 years: 1969-1971

Steven Oberon

German 2 years: 1969-1971

John C. O’Brien

English 33 years: 1968-2001

Brian P. O’Neil

French 10 years: 1967-1977

Robert E. Perkins

French 22 years: 1968-1990

Richard Piper History 2 years: 1973-1974

David Pynchon Headmaster 13 years: 1968-1980

The Faculty

Edwin G. Reade Jr.

French, Spanish

39 years: 1946-1985

John C. Sanders

Music

3 years: 1971-1974

Michael P. Sanin

Russian

10 years: 1970-1980

Albert E. Schell

Mathematics

42 years: 1943-1985

J. Clement Schuler

Music

41 years: 1935-1976

James S. Smith

Athletics

37 years: 1960-1997

John Henry Suitor ’34

English

39 years: 1939-1978

Gabor I. Temesvari

French

41 years: 1969-2010

Wyllys Terry III

Environmental Studies,

Administration

5 years: 1970-1975

Thomas S. Tobey

Admissions

2 years: 1969-1971

Edward Wayne Turner

Chemistry

10 years: 1968-1978

Douglas T. Waddell

Biology

40 years: 1969-2009

Arthur S. Williams Jr. ’27

History

41 years: 1931-1972

Roland W. Young

Mathematics

38 years: 1965-2003

The Deerfield Song

Words by Ralph Herrick Oatley

(Current lyrics, updated in 1989)

Her sons and daughters rally In thoughts of Deerfield days, When in Pocumtuck Valley, We sing their songs of praise, Deerfield, Deerfield, Deerfield, Hail! New laurels we’ll bring to thee, Won on life’s field; Honor and victory, to thee we will ever yield. Let’s pledge loyal hearts again; Come now with all your might, And sing to the glory of the Green and the White. And once again our voices

We lift to praise her fame. Each loyal heart rejoices In glory of her name.

Deerfield, Deerfield, Deerfield, Hail!

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Unit 503

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278 Atherton Hill Rd.

P.O. Box 515

Spofford, NH 03462-0515

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