Lloyd Korn '73, Alison Dale '73 and Floyd Katske '68 at the Los Angeles Alumni gathering on February 2
the last three years, I have moved to NH, learned something about farming, learned to weave, and become a grandmother of three. Phoebe married Russ Berger a year ago this past July. They just had a little boy, Avery Cole in January. Phoebe is a pediatric nurse practitioner and Russ is an ER doc. I found this most convenient when I broke my arm walking their dogs while "helping" with the new baby. Sarah and companion, Craig Thompson, have two kids, Callan, age 21 months and Fiona, age three months. Sarah, Craig, Callan, and livestock moved near us in NH in October. They are farming and Sarah cooks food they raise and they put on farm events. I’m her "consultant." I can’t believe that in work and in grandparenting I get to have all the fun while others shoulder the responsibilities. My husband Jim helps out a bit with farm work and childcare. He is Callan’s favorite person in the universe. Jim is in Latin jazz and bebop ensembles, plays in jam sessions and otherwise has his saxophone going as much as possible. My daughter Claude has been stashed in W. Helena, Arkansas for two years teaching high school for Teach for America. She’ll be in NYC getting her MSW at Columbia come fall. I learned from Carol Pomerance Cataldo that Bill Elliott died recently. For his last years he lived in the same town as she did (Concord, MA). Carol and Bill visited me about a year ago when he was in remission. I was worried in anticipation of the visit that anything I could say after years of not seeing Bill would seem shallow in view of what he had been facing. He was wonderful to be with as ever, interested and enthusiastic about absolutely everything in my life and his own. We were really privileged to be taught by such a vibrant, interesting and affectionate man. (See page 43 for a full tribute.) Prospecting for news has been rewarding as I have heard from some fairly long lost class mates. David Menken is living in Bedford, NY, married for 22 years to Julie Stern. His son Jacob is a senior at UVM, and daughter Emily is a freshman at Johns Hopkins. He does IT law at a firm in White Plains, and for fun he is a volunteer firefighter and EMT in his local fire department. Also living
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in Bedford, NY is Rick Marx, who plays sax in Latin Jazz and Bebop bands, such as the Katonah Studio Jazz Band. He continues to write for the local paper, the Record-Review (www.record-review.com). Dan Greenbaum writes, “My daughter is in her junior year at Horace Mann. One of her classmates is Aimee Telsey’s daughter, Emma. The college push has begun. I continue to run my own real estate business. In the last year I have taken karate and samurai sword classes. Hopefully before tax time I will have closed on my new apartment.” Webb Keane writes, “So my update is this: I’m a professor of cultural and linguistic anthropology at the University of Michigan in Ann Arbor, where now and then I get together with Fred Conrad, who’s a cognitive scientist here. My research base is Southeast Asia; I have written a few books, enjoy teaching, and in my rare spare moments like walking, swimming, cooking, listening to music, and looking at art. My wife is a professor of English, and my daughter is getting ready to enter high school. I’d say more about my fabulous daughter but it will surely be out of date by the time anyone sees this. Ann Arbor is a great place, but a significant piece of me still dwells in lower Manhattan.” Lisa Ernest Mierop’s daughter Emma will be going to Parsons in the fall. Dan Schoonover writes, “Well, since I finally have some news, I’ll share! I got married last July 2nd to Marjorie Dugan, a nurse at Columbia Greene Community Hospice. We were married in Westport, on Lake Champlain, and have since bought a house together at 63 Novak Rd., Valatie, NY 12184 (in case anyone wants to know!). Marjorie has three children from a previous marriage, Anthony at R.I.T., Kathleen at Suny-Albany, and Joe, still in high school, while my son Jack graduates Bard this spring. On a sadder and more personal note, my mother Jean passed away last April at age 90, at her home on Stuyvesant Street (my father having predeceased her in 1993). Jim ’75 and I have both been mourning her and getting the old family home ready to be sold—a daunting and poignant task. You will be happy to know however that I have custody of all the old 16mm films (all 2,300 pounds of them), which I’ve been showing at the Kinderhook Library for many years. So the tradition continues! Carol Pomerance Cataldo writes, “I’m rushing as I’m going to my annual mosaic conference at before the crack of dawn tomorrow. My kids are good…Simon is in his first year of law school at UVA, liking it. He’s busy with that as well as the Harlem lacrosse program he started 2 years ago. So far this year he’s gotten 4 middle school kids full scholarships to boarding prep-type high schools. Eva lives in NYC and is finishing the Urban Zen certificate program in alternative health care. She has internships
at local hospitals and spent a week in Haiti ministering to health care providers and children. Anna goes to Oberlin and is spending a semester in Philadelphia doing internships and taking classes. Jim is in what will be his final year teaching graduate accounting classes at Suffolk U and is looking forward to finding work and doing research in public policy. I continue to work in a local tile store, make mosaics on commission and volunteer using my social work skills at a non-profit program in Gloucester, MA. I am training for a half marathon in May and a bike trip in Europe next fall.”
1974 Kenneth S. Grossman CS Ivy Baer Sherman CS
As reported by Ivy Baer Sherman: Class of 1974 News! I’ve been remiss in my class representative duties, failing, rather miserably, to report news since we last gathered together for reunion back in May 2009. But here’s to the present… I open with the exceedingly sad news that Bill Elliott passed in February. Bill made every effort, every year, to attend reunion and spend time with our class. I remember him as he stood in our classrooms— a Renaissance man in jeans, often T-shirted and with his distinguishing long reddish hair—guiding us through Supreme Court history; or 11th grade chemistry; or Upper School in general. He will be remembered as an inspiring, kind, loyal and thoughtful (in the fullest sense) teacher and friend. Jonathan Turkle draws a keen, moving portrait of Bill: “As a non-Quaker in a in a Quaker school, Bill Elliott seemed to represent some of the best qualities of what a Quaker School should represent. He was smart and giving, and treated all his students with equal respect. Bill always seemed to have had time to share and give of himself. His generosity and friendship were great influences on me and the person I grew into over the years. I feel very fortunate in that I was able to share some of that gratitude with him in a few brief correspondences since he came to our last reunion.” From Joe Church: “…a dear and inspiring man. The present could use more Bill Elliotts.” A memorial in Concord, MA is being planned at the time of this writing. Peter Jenkins suggests that we try to meet during Reunion Weekend (May 19th) at the Old Town (or similar establishment) for “a toast or two to Bill’s memory.” Let’s try to make this happen. See page 43 for a full tribute. In other news from Peter Jenkins: “This past December, I ‘had’ a grand-daughter birthed to me (not yet used to this grandparent-speak; I can take ownership of it all but really do not have to exert much effort in the least!).