FR0M BOB O'HANDLEY ('61): It was great to be caught in the sentimental
time warp of the 25th reunion of Marist College, class of 1965. Seeing
the faces again and finding behind them the same friends is an experience
more moving than I can put to words. The litany of encounters ran something
like this: Jim McKnight and Jerry Worrell walking between Donnelly Hall
and Graystone; Bill Carroll and Joe Maura in front of Marian Chapel;
Don Kelly, John Gonya, and Bill Ford, heading back past Donnelly toward
McCann; Pete Hollerstein, Tom Burns, John Heffernan, Brian Desilets,
Ziggy Rancourt, Pete Bacchus, and Paul Ambrose at the reunion banquet;
Mo Bibeau, Richard LaPietra, and Gus Nolan after Mass the next morning
Returning to Marian Chapel was the most moving experience of the weekend:
finding my old pew and experiencing liturgy-in-the-round again. My view
across the sanctuary was similar to that of a quarter century ago. Gus
Nolan, Mo Bibeau, Ziggy Rancourt, Richard LaPietra, Paul Ambrose, and
others. The memories were vivid. Gone, literally for good, were Kieran
Thomas, Paul Stokes, Mike Shurkus, and Mike Lineen.
It is clear why this place evokes such memories. This is where we convened
every morning, every evening, every day. This is where we sang, prayed,
dreamed, meditated, sometimes slept, conunun'd, looked each other in
the eye and tried to see God. This place was the focal point of our
existence, and I found myself back in focus once again.
Why does Marist, why do Marists mean so much? This was my second family
... but not just the second of three. The warmth of the reunion here
laid bare bonds at a different level. The memories stirred at Marist
showed that tremendous value had been offered to us in those years (nine
for me), and some of it stuck. Some of the seeds took decades to germinate.
Rituals we found tiresome at the time, now seemed beautiful and rich
with symbolism. Once irksome rules were now viewed with humor, and no
small measure of appreciation.
On first returning to Marist I had an impression of a thin, aging body
of Brothers remaining within the walls. By the end of the reunion that
body was seen to be a vibrant, growing corps committed to Christian
education and social action. Springing from a rich kernel of love and
faith, the greater Marist community now adds new dimension to the work
Champagnat started a century and a half ago near Lyon. I came away with
renewed pride in my alma mater for the life it has given me. I also
experienced an eerie sense that I have much more to learn about the
meaning of vocation. (3 Glenn Cove Road, Andover, Mass. 01810)
CARDINAL HAYES HIGH - CELEBRATING 50 YEARS: Br. Denis Liuzzo, for Hayes
principal (Fall of 1991 to Fall of 1992) Father John Graham, requests
the names of all those who have taught at Hayes, their present addresses,
their names in religion, and the years taught there. Mail to Br. Denis,
Marist Residence, 156 East 38th Street, New York 10016. The celebration
will include a Mass honoring Msgr Jablonski's golden anniversary, Hayes
open house and reception, alumni basketball game, Mass at St. Patrick's
Cathedral, golden anniversary golf outing ...
FROM JOHN EDWARD SMITH ('61): I have enjoyed following sagas of many
of my contemporaries through the issues of Marists All, and I thank
Gus Nolan and David Kammer for initiating and steadfastly producing
the newsletter. Readers may be interested in knowing what has been going
on with me since leaving Columbus High in 1970.
I began working with Catholic Charities in Miami, at first, with the
methadone clinic (subsequently joined by Tom Mullen, Ray Armstrong,
Don Harrow, Mike Goldrick) developing one of the most successful programs
in the nation, consulting with the National Institute on Drug Abuse,
and forming a statewide association of program executives. Over the
course of nine years I went on to the executive offices of Catholic
In 1979 I left Charities to head up the development office for the
Florida Philharmonic. We had a very successful fund raising campaign,
working with the community leadership. However, labor and management
did not share the same view of the universe, and the Philharmonic closed.
It was in 1982 that I began my own marketing/PR consulting firm. I've
enjoyed some very interesting projects: for the past eight years I have
produced a Renaissance festival at Vizcaya in Miami; have worked in
the development of a "sister city" program with our metropolitan
government and the Province of Asti, Italy; organized any number of
special events; and recently headed the advancement office for a private
K-12 school here in Miami.
Through my work with the Renaissance festival I have come to represent
the Sbandieratori del Palio d'Asti, the "flag-throwers from Asti."
Following on my love for the people, food, and wine of Northern Italy,
and fortunate enough to have traveled there every year over the past
six, I have organized a prestigious gastronomic event in Miami. Now
I am representing an Italian parmigiano cheese producer for import here.
My dream is to retire into the hills of Northern Italy!
My principal professional work is promoting several recording artists:
a pop vocalist (Murray Grant Macdougall), a classical harpist (Markus
Klinko), a blues/jazz singer (Julie Frank), and a contemporary music
violinist (Vicki Richards).
My life has been blessed in the person of Ashley Waters Smith, my seven
year old daughter. After eleven years of marriage, her mother and I
parted married company a year and a half ago. I have little desire to
go looking for another wife at this time. My work is my mistress, as
I have been told.
For the past few years I have maintained a pattern of morning meditation,
rather eclectic in its roots. A couple of mornings a week I find myself
running on the beach at sunrise -- that's the beauty of Miami! I remember
how that half hour in the morning was a dreaded exercise on one's feet.
Frankly, now I cannot really begin my day without it. My other therapy
consists in maintaining the landscaping at my tropical (as in overgrown)
Miami home. Brothers Oswald and Feliciani would love to see me stomping
out the roots of trees and weeding the garden areas. I was shaken by
the tragic death of Mike Lineen of my profession group. He was such
a fun loving and gentle spirit to experience such a violent death. And
the news of Angus' death left me thinking of how much "community"
was a part of his life. I remember well, among dozens of other fond
memories of Angus, the game of "monks' monopoly" that Angus
created and everyone enjoyed playing during a January blizzard which
closed Molloy for days. Should folks be in the area, please call and
stop by. (7531 Southwest 64th Court, Miami, Fl. 33143; 305-665-2838)
BR. PAUL AMBROSE (Summary of P.A.'s Marist Foreign Mission Report)
Diamond Jubilee Trip
Br. Norbert and I took: six months to plan covering seventeen countries
on 32 flights with only one night in a hotel, the rest with our Marist
family "somewhere." I was pleased to see once again all the
old buddies with whom I had spent 18 years in Rome ... Basilio, Quentin,
Charles, Voegtle, Steve Urban, Ezechiel, Sester, Alessandro, Gildo.
We were present at our GHQ for the closing of the Champagnat Bi-centennial
We headed for Paris to be with Br. Gilbert, who came with us to Notre
I' Hermitage to see Br. Gabriel Michel and the new Marist cyclorama,
which is most fascinating. It was on the ride down the Rhine that Norbert
got really sick; we had to make a stop in Germany for him to get to
a hospital. Norbert rested in Amsterdam while I covered Nairobi, where
I caught up with some of the "Pkc boys" - Greg Seubert and
Lucien, the Canadian. On to Pakistan I visited Sargodha and its new
school; Des Kelly and Remigius of Sri Lanka were both exceptional in
looking after me. At the Bombay airport hotel, I found a letter from
Norbert assuring me that he had returned safely to Miami and was under
a doctor's care.
I moved on to Sri Lanka, the mission I have always loved most. I was
thrilled to see each house, and I was able to spend some time at a rest
house with Clifford, the provincial, another Marist College grad. I
had a special visit with our twelve young Marist postulants at their
new home, which has been re-named the Paul Ambrose Home. In Singapore
Br. John Lek, provincial and Marist graduate, took great care of me.
I was able to take Br. Peter Bosco and Br. Joseph Stanislaus, both Marist
grads, for lunch at the airport. Next stop was Hong Kong.
I have been associated with our Marist Korean work from the very start.
It was great to meet an old buddy, Br. Alfons Wimer, from Mexico. At
the novitiate I gave two conferences: one on the religious life and
one on the Marist Family world wide. In Cheong-Ju we are running a house
for fifty state orphans. I had brought help from Mrs. Thomas, a Marist
affiliate; she would have marveled to see the fruit of her generosity.
In Kobe, Japan, I enjoyed a most pleasant visit with our Yanks there,
and with Br. Stephen Weber who celebrated his 70th anniversary. The
highlight of my visit to Kumamoto, which I helped break ground for in
1961, was a trip to Nagasaki and its wonderful shrine where the early
Christians were hiding during 300 years of persecution.
In the Philippines I visited with Brs. Bernard Curtin, Henry Joe, and
Alphonse Louis. They got my ticket to go south to Mindanao where Renato
Cruz, the provincial, met me and gave me his car and driver to see the
rest of the Marist houses there. I enjoyed the new house in Dadiangas
where Kevin O'Neill cooked a superb meal for a reception for all the
religious of the area. In Australia I had a glorious visit with Br.
Hilary, Ethelred, and Kieran Geaney, all great friends.
The trip from Sydney to California took well over 15 hours, but I was
happy to be on American soil again and with our Oakland community. My
last stop was in Miami where I went to fill Norbert in on the part of
the trip that he had missed; he continues his personal improvement in
good health. How I wish you could all have seen the diligent work done
all over the globe in our mission areas. The Founder would be proud
of his Marists and their dedication to the poor children of the various
EDITOR'S NOTE: Brother Paul is residing at the gate house at Marist
College, Poughkeepsie, 12601. At this writing he is recovering at St.
Francis Hospital where he had his two knees "rebuilt."
FROM BR. VICTOR LIUZZO ('42): Greetings from Italy! After 45 years
in the classrcom, I have welcomed an invitation to be procurator and
treasurer at a Marist house just outside Castelgandolfo. I am with Br.
Basilio, former superior general, for an 18 months course, training
future novice masters. The thirty Brothers taking the course are from
28 different countries. The language of the house is French. When I
go shopping, I use Italian. The shop keepers understand me and I understand
On the 14th of August, the community went to the Pope's summer residence
at Castelgandolfo to assist at the 5:30 a.m. Mass of Pope John Paul
II. About 125 persons were in attendance. After Mass the Pope joined
the various groups for photos. I had the opportunity to shake his hand
twice, once before the photos and a second time when he was leaving
I do a lot of driving in and around Rome. Most Italian driving is terrible;
you need four eyes when you drive ... and a lot of patience. I usually
visit the Generalate three or four times a week. Presently (fall of
1990) Luke Driscoll, Larry Michael, Bernie Nolan, Damian Galligan, and
Clem Legare are at the General House for a two months renewal course.
John McDonnell is the sub-director of the course. Lenny Voegtle is also
at the General House translating French documents.
In early September I took a day train to visit my 88-year-old uncle
in Palermo, Sicily. I did not want to fly because I wanted to enjoy
the country sites of southern Italy. I traveled through most of northern
Sicily and enjoyed my visit immensely. I met five of my first cousins
and several second cousins. Father Thomas, a first cousin, took me to
the town and home of my father. We were fortunate to obtain the key
to see the interior of the three-room house. My cousins wish that I
pay them another visit before returning to the States.
This weekend the group from here will start making the exercises of
St. Ignatius for thirty days, at different retreat houses. I will make
a private retreat for one week and then move to the Generalate for three
weeks. All of us will be spending the Christmas holidays at the Generalate.
When we return here in January, there will be just six months left in
the course, ending in June of 1991. I do not know why the time flies
by so quickly.
Thanks to someone I finally made the mailing list of Marists All.I
do enjoy reading it.Best wishes for a happy New Year with blessings
of happiness and good health. (Fratelli Maristi Villa Sorriso, Via del
Iaghi, Km 8.5; C.P. 99; 1-00040 Castelgandolfo, Italia)
FROM FRANCIS GUDYANGA: Please find enclosed issue #2 of our Zimbabwe
newsletter Once a Marist ... Always a Marist. Eve hope to publish #3
after a shorter period than we did this one. Thank you for keeping me
on the mailing list of Marists All. Isidore Sabeta is also grateful
to receive your newsletter. He mentioned that he will write an article
At the moment I am at the Marist International Center in Nairobi, Kenya,
at the invitation of Br. Charles Howard, the Superior General, to join
a working group to organize an "African Marist Youth Movement."
It is a project dear to his heart. I am honored and very glad to participate.
This center is a formation house for young Brothers from all over Africa.
Presently there are about 65 young men from sixteen or so countries.
It is a scholasticate with three years of degree work. (P.O. Box Mp
167, Mt. Pleasant, Harare, Zimbabwe)
FROM BR. CHARLES HOWARD S.G. Christmas greetings. A child should be
a sign of love and of hope. The Christ Child is the supreme sign of
God's love and of His hope for us. The recalling of the birth of Jesus
is an occasion for rejoicing and for recommitting ourselves to His mission
of love and hope. Special good wishes. (Fratelli Maristi; Piazzale M.
Champagnat, 2; C.P. 10250; 00144 Roma, Italia)
FROM JOHN ROGENER ('67): So many times I have thought about writing;
so many times I put it off. I guess because I never knew quite where
or how to begin. In 1966 I entered the Brothers from St. Helena High.
In 1970 I began teaching at Roselle Catholic High School. After three
years there I went to grad school for two years to pursue a degree in
Rehabilitation Counseling. Upon completing grad school I spent two years
in Newark, N. J., at St. Ann and at Queen of Angels Schools. I left
the Brothers in 1977. How's that for a quick recap!
I'm married to a wonderful wife Shelley for twelve years, and we have
two children, John 10 and Elizabeth 8. We live in Lawrenceville, N.
J., and daily I join the thousands of commuters who trek from the burbs
to New York City.
Upon leaving the Brothers I thought I'd try my hand at corporate life.
After a couple of years at two small companies, both of which I got
through the New York Times, I landed a job at Citibank, and ten years
or so later, this is where I've remained. I'm currently a Vice President
in charge of Operations, Technology, and Service Quality training for
our transaction services business. Nowadays training and development
is a hot item. Fortunately I was able to leverage my teaching and counseling
skills to get into the corporate world.
This past summer I received a major dose of Marist hospitality. Shelley
and I decided to send our son John to Camp Marist. Because this was
the first time John was away for any extended period of time, I felt
secure knowing that with the monks, he would be in a safe and structured
environment. In July we visited him. My recollection of Camp Marist
was as a postulant and novice in 1967 and 1968. Never did I imagine
that twenty-two years later my young son would spend a summer there.
Although so much of what I remembered, remained the same, there was
so much that had changed. Seeing the monks as well as former monks was
a real treat Conga, Henry Sawicki, Bryce, Julio, Jim V, Ken Ward Kenneth,
Solano, T. Lee, Tom Sessman, Pat McMahon ... Unfortunately I missed
John Klein by a matter of hours; however, John K made it a point to
see young John R ... thanks Pooh: By the way, my son John had the time
of his life at camp, and he plans to spend the next nine summers there,
which I think will bring him through Pogoville. We are hoping CM goes
coed so we can send Elizabeth.
We keep in touch regularly with some of the former brethren and their
families: Bruce Armstrong, Jack Tevlin, Bill McCluskey, and Dan Waters;
and of course I hear from Steve Martin who has the wonderful knack of
keeping track of my whereabouts, even though we've moved four times
in nine years.
I guess that's about it. This wasn't as difficult as I thought it would
be. In total I spent eleven years with the Brothers, 1966 to 1977. It
was a period of great change and churn, but I gained a lot; I learned
a lot, and I met some really committed people along the way, people
who touched my life and made those years very memorable ones. (50 Old
Bridle Path, Lawrenceville, N. J. 08648; 690-895-6980)
FROM Br. KEVIN BLYTH (Australian) : Thank you once again for the latest
issue of Marists all., received during our midcourse retreat here at
Sangre de Cristo, Sante Fe. It was great to read about the 1950-51 reunion,
more so because on the weekend of October 20th the same thing was happening
with some of our 1950 reception group at our old juniorate at Mittagong
on the southern highlands about 20 kilometers south of Sydney. Our low
key gathering attracted eight former Brothers and their wives and seven
currently "canonical" members. I hope it will be the forerunner
of next year's 40th anniversary of my group. If they have it late enough,
I'll be back in time. We had 29 receive the habit and 23 or so made
first profession. Two were from South Africa, five from the Melbourne
province, and the rest from our Sydney province. Two have died, one
South African and two Melbournians remain, and our Sydney province members
Reading the various accounts in Marists All and changing a few place
and personal names, the accounts are similar to the one sent to me from
Mittagong! The singing of the old traditional Salve Regina, the Sub
Tuum, the stories of our great teachers, Superiors, Provincials. The
pranks we used to get up to, the ruses we had for making life tolerable.
The cold, the heat, the holidays, the visit by Br. Leonida, S.G., the
non-smoking, the university work, some allowed and some not. The promise
of a Directorship in Patagonia for the first director who purchased
a colored TV set for the house ... and so on and on
I have suggested to one of my good friends that he take up your good
work for a Marists All in Australia. He has a flair with words, was
popular with our group when he was with us, and like so many who have
changed roles, is still 100% thoroughly Marist. I'll send him my copy
of Marists All to give him some idea of what you do.Best wishes for
continued blessings from the Lord and his good Mother.(Sorry, no current
address; Sangre de Cristo, Route 4, Sante Fe)
FROM REV. FRANK GALLOGLY Here we are at the start of another Christmas
season; time for letters, cards, and shopping. I don't know how much
shopping I'll do, but I do know that there is much I have to thank God
for at this time.
On November the tenth I had a heart attack. There I was at a party
for a friend, sitting in the kitchen, but not feeling too well (since
two that afternoon I had been feeling punk with pains in my chest and
in my arms ... all symptoms which I told myself was indigestion or the
flu). Finally I asked one of the priests to take me home. A few nurses
present said I should go to the hospital, and I said: "No, it's
only indigestion." Thank God they didn't pay any attention to me;
they called an ambulance and off I was carted to the hospital.
The rest is history: three hospitals with the best care you could get,
and angioplast to unblock two arteries (they did the balloon trick.)
I was black and blue for a few weeks, but now all is clear again. I
arrived home on November nineteenth, not to the parish house but to
our Merrimack College about a mile from the parish. I am being treated
very well; I have round the clock nurses and a good diet, and no stress;
well, not too much stress. I am out walking and enjoying the beautiful
My good old Marist training helped me get through this. I am to take
a stress test this week and then be evaluated; that procedure should
go on for a time. I am happy taking it easy, one of the blessings of
my state of life.(% 43 Essex St., Andover, Ma. 01810; 506-837-5163)
FROM JOHN (Pat Alban) TOBIN: It has been quite a while since I wrote
to say hello to everyone at home and abroad in our Marist world: I have
been moved to write again because of Br. Paul Ambrose's recent letter
"Marist Foreign Missions" in which he explains, as only he
can, the ten "gems" in the crown of our Mother Mary. Thank
you Brother Paul for your graphic views of the Marist world and your
commentary on each "gem." It made me feel very proud as a
member of the family all over the world. The Lord has truly blessed
each and all of us in a most significant way, as our journey to Him
continues day by day.
What has also contributed to my present writing is the news of so many
friends who gathered for their reunion August 3rd to 5th at Marist College.
Thank you Joe Lapietra, Jerry Cox, Charley Kelly, and Charley Scott
for your detailed accounts of yourselves, your families, and your magnificent
reminiscences. While I was not with all of you in person, I am most
grateful that I could relive your reunion with you because of your accounts
in Marists All. I am most grateful for having known all of you in a
special way. I remember most of you slogging through the mud playing
soccer in Poughkeepsie, or in Tyngsboro shovelling snow off the rink
in the meadow: We had many a happy year as friends. Thanks for helping
me relive our times together. Our Blessed Mother has kept all of us
close to Jesus, and will continue to do so.
On November 2, 1990, All Souls Day, I stopped in at the Esopus Cemetery
to say hello to the many friends who were and are most dear to me. I
offered prayers for all the saints who made it, and came away with a
peace and joy that only the Lord and our Blessed Mother can give. If
any of you are passing this way, please do stop by.You do not need a
special invitation; you are family. John & Helen Tobin (3 Brookwood
Road; Towaco, New Jersey, 07082; 201-335-3758)
FROM FRANK BACKUS ('56): Marist College recently had a 30th year reunion
for the college graduation class of 1960. Ray Landry, Al Doerr, and
I attended. We had not seen each other in 30 years. It was a fantastic
weekend. The alumni office compiled a booklet, and I took a copy for
you. It gives a short summary of the doings of the members of the class.
You might be able to use the information for Marists All.
Alan W. Doerr: 108 Cross Street, Andover, Ma. 01810; 508-685-1972)
Marist degree: B.S. in Math; other: M.A. in Math, Hunter College Position:
full professor of Math, U. of Lowell, Ma. 01851
Wife: Donna; children: Chris 20, Melissa 16, Patrick 9
Professional activity: Chairman of Math Department, 1974-1987 Supervisor
of Continued Education, 1970-present author of undergraduate text in
precalculus- author of graduate text in abstract algebra- co-author
of "Applied Discrete Structures for Computer Science"
Other activity: Remodeling home and summer place
Raymond Landry: 6 Appletree Lane, North Reading, Ma. 01864;
Marist degree: B.A. in English; other: M.A. in English, New York University
Position: teacher, North Reading High School, Ma. 01864
Wife Dorothy (Beaulieu); children: Kristen 20, Keith 17, Karen 15
Professional activity: National Council of Teachers of English Hawthorne
Society, Thoreau Society Alcott Society, Cowards Club of America;
Awards: School Committee Award for Academic Decathalon Program-Dr.
Mee Chow Hound Award for Excellence in Composing and Teaching Ancient
Chinese Wisdom in the Form of Proverbs!
Comments: The older I get, the crazier and more radical I become. Each
year I throw a party in my honor and give a speech praising my achievements,
both real and imagined. It makes the neighbors scratch their heads,
but it is fun.
Frank X. Backus: 13 Meadow Road, New Paltz, N. Y. 12561; 914-255-8537
Marist degree: B.A. in Mathematics; other: M.A. in Physics, Manhattan
College Position: Engineer with I.B.M., East Fishkill Facility, Hopewell
Children: Lee-Ann 16, Michelle 12
Activities: National Ski Patrol, 23 years Winter Special Olympics Volunteer
Comments: After 21 years full time in the high school classroom, I
started a new career as an engineer/physicist with I.B.M. and have been
with them for nearly ten years. I have also been an adjunct professor
of mathematics at Marist College since '74.
John W. Corcoran: 4 Nicolette Court, Commack, N. Y. 11725; 516-864-5C29
Marist degree: B.A. in History; other: M.A. in History, St. John's
University Position: Sales Manager, Principal Financial Group, Syosset,
Wife of 20 years: Peggy; children: Kimberly Ann 18, Lauren Margaret
Achievements: I'm still here, and someone still loves me!
Comments: No, nothing new ... just a frozen moment in time that I share
with those who have similar memory-imprints: ... Am I really jumping
off a make shift diving board into a bottomless quarry in a land far
away called Tyngsboro? - - For those who remember . . . no explanation
is needed; for those who do not remember no explanation is possible.
Br. Vincent Moriarty: Marist Brothers International School 2-1,
1-Chome, Chimori-cho, Suma-Ku, Kobe, Japan, 654
Marist degree: B.A. in History; other: M.A. in History, Manhattan College
Achievement: Surviving thirty years in the classroom.
Comments: After leaving Marist College, I taught at Mt. St. Michael,
and became Dean of Discipline there for three years. In 1969 I moved
to Poughkeepsie to teach at Our Lady of Lourdes and was Director of
Student brothers for three years. Moved to St. Agnes in New York where
I was Assistant Principal for Studies. Worked at the United Nations
for six years as a NGO delegate for the Better World Movement. In 1987,
I moved to Japan to be the Upper School Principal.
Br. Paul Johannes Meuten: Fratelli Maristi, Piazzale Champagnat,
2 C.P. 10250; 00144 Roma-Eur, Italy; 011-396-592-4456
Marist degree: B.A. in History; other: M.A. in History, St. John's
U. M.A. in Executive Management, St. John's
Comments: Since departing for the Philippines, I have been teaching
a wee bit, and was mostly in the administration of high schools and
colleges (Notre Dame of Marbel and Notre Dame of Dadiangas). I have
been active in the accreditation movement in the Philippines, and I
have established the Planning Office of the Catholic Educational Association
there. As a member of the Board of Directors of the Philippine Library
Materials Project and as their representative in the USA, I collected
books and journals in the Buffalo-Washington-Boston triangle over a
period of five months. I am now heading out to our Generalate in Rome
to run the Social Secretariate for three years; this involves fund raising
for projects of our Marist establishments in the Third World. I will
return to the Philippines in 1993.
Br. Luke A. Pearson: 237 East Peace Street, Canton, Ms. 39046;
Marist degree: B.A. in English; other: M.A. in English, New York University
M.A. in Theology, Manhattan College S.T.M. in Theology, Regis College
Position: Director of Religious Education, St. Therese Parish, Jackson,
Activities: Past Supervising Principal of Marist International School,
Kobe Past President of National Conference of Directors of Rel. Ed.
Comments: After four years in Japan, 1985 to 1989, I spent one year
at Marist High School in Chicago. Then the opportunity to work in Mississippi
tempted me, and I couldn't resist the chance to enjoy the climate which
is so much like Kobe, Japan. Yet the most important reason for moving
to Mississippi was the opportunity to direct a religious education program
for people of all ages and to be part of a ministry formation program
which will help develop leadership for the Church in the diocese of
FROM BR. THOMAS "Des" KELLY ('53): Sargodha Update ... "A
time for mourning and a time for rejoicing, a time for tearing down
and a time for building up." Over the past few months we have experienced
the time for mourning as we grieved over the death of one of our students;
the time for rejoicing as we celebrated with Br. Walter an honor paid
him in Australia in recognition of his contribution to the education
of youth there. We witnessed the tearing down of the established government
in a constitutional coup, and on October 19th we saw the formal dedication
of Sargodha Catholic School.
With the completion of our new classrooms the student population increased
from 180 to 480, and the staff of teachers and maintenance people increased
from 13 to 28. The September term was scheduled to begin on the 29th
of that month. Just before the Mass we received word that one of our
ninth graders had been brought to Fatima Hospital in a diabetic coma
and was in critical condition. I went to the hospital and found Sikandar
still in a coma with a blood sugar count over 500. I spent the afternoon
beside Sikandar's bed and at 5:10 he died in my arms.The burial was
the next day with staff, students, family, and friends at the graveside.
Sikandar Tufail will always be remembered with love as we plan to keep
his memory alive by setting up a classroom in his honor.
October weather provided a very pleasant interval between excessive
summer heat and the cold of the oncoming winter. We chose October 19th
for the blessing and dedication of our new school, and we invited parents,
workers, and friends to share the occasion with us. About 2000 guests
were present as Bishop Simeon Pereira and the Papal Nuncio blessed the
buildings and dedicated the school to the people of Sargodha. The scene
was reminiscent of the Gospel feeding of the five thousand; instead
of loaves and fishes we had rice and curry. There were no baskets of
scraps after the meal, but the guests went away contented. During the
ceremony the Papal Nuncio bestowed gold medallions from the Holy Father
in recognition of the work accomplished in Sargodha. The three of us
Marists can now sport gold medallions during all major parades.
Thanks again for your continued support; may God reward your generous
help to the students and people of Sargodha. (Catholic School; P.O.
Box 110; Chak 47 N.B.; Sargodha, Pakistan)
FROM RAY BLANCHARD ('47): Did a lot of traveling this summer. Met Gerard
Brunelle, who was in my class; he left the Brothers around 1950, I think.
He would like to be on your mailing list. His address is P.O. Box 5157,
Weirs Beach, N. H. 03247. He was interested in all the old monks that
he knew. He was wondering if anyone knows the address of Arthur "Chubby"
LaFleur; he'd like to get in touch with him. By the way, we are getting
ready to leave for Germany, so I haven't much time right now. Hope to
write later. (25 Brickyard Road, Mars, Pa. 16046)
EDITOR'S NOTE: We have published sixteen issues of Marists All since
early 1986, mostly on a quarterly basis. This was due in early February,
but it is coming to you in mid March, mainly because the well seems
to be drying up. We expect to mail the next issue in July or August.
We have almost enough finances to do so. We hope to have enough news!
Send your correspondence to David Kammer, 107 Woodland Drive, Harwinton,
Ct. 06791, or to Gus Nolan, %Marist College, Poughkeepsie, N. Y. 12601.