alumni Notes National Historic Park and the 2008 World Champion Phillies. We’ve lived here almost 41 years and don’t plan to leave. Joan, the wife of our new Class Agent Paul Bergmann, lived on our same short street as a child. (It’s still a great neighborhood, Joan). Finally, we heard the sad news that Bill Trombley passed away on Sept 6. Bill, sometimes known as “Satch,” played varsity baseball and basketball at Taft, served as monitor, was sports editor of the Papyrus and editor-in-chief of the Annual—a scribe as well as a scholar. His distinguished journalistic career is chronicled in the “In Memoriam” section. I found Bill to be a staunch supporter of Taft, a great communicator, fervent baseball fan and a fine friend. Our condolences to his wife, Audrey, daughters Patricia and Suzanne and two grandchildren.
1948 Larry Leonard ’48 (third from left) and his wife, Joan (on horseback), on vacation at North Fork Ranch in Shawnee, Colo., with son George from Calif. and daughter Susan from Mass. and their families
Freddie Keck ’48 upside down on the Alcan Highway in 1950 44 Taft Bulletin Fall 2009
Class Secretary: Bill Kissell, 12 Sunflower Circle, Santa Fe, NM 87506, bkissell26@yahoo. com; Head Class Agent: Dave Fenton, 119 Beechwood Dr., Oakland, CA 94618, DWFGolf@sbcglobal.net
Let’s start by adding some “color” to the now famous “Boys on the Town” photo in the summer issue: Craig Bristol writes, “It was “taken just prior to our auditions for Dancing with the Stars.” Harvey Zeve adds, “We all stayed in one hotel room. McKee tried to push me out a window—but I was way too strong for him…. Bob Smith made a pass at a woman, and she turned out to be the one who convinced us to have this picture taken. It was as close as we got to anything female for the entire weekend.” Phil Prince, who wasn’t there, says, “Too bad it didn’t make it for the 1948 Annual! But perhaps the ‘Crank’ would have vetoed its inclusion anyway.” We can now scratch one more off the “Wanted” list: The phone rang and a still-familiar voice said: “Jack Harrington here.... I thought the ‘Wanted’ pictures were of a couple of terrorists. I looked OK, but those two guys: McGhie and Jones.... Taft was a great experience; 20 percent of the students who went to Notre Dame with me dropped out within two years. They didn’t know how to study. For me, it was a breeze—I chose the Marine Corps after graduation. My dad thought I was nuts. ‘Don’t you know there’s a war on,’ he said. I wound up as a lt. in Korea and still remember approaching the front lines for the first time hearing boom…boom, a voice shouting, ‘get down!’ and another voice inside me roaring, ‘What are you doing here, Jack?’ The Marines
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