From Br. Benito, Superior General in FMS ECHO, May 1994
BROTHER SEAN SAMMON, Vicar General, returned to the General
Council community in Rome on April 18th after his enforced absence due
to an illness which gave him cause for worry. He unpacked quickly and
immersed himself in the work of the Council without delay. His mid-March
surgery is behind him, and I'm delighted to tell you that his doctors
report a complete recovery. Sean looks extremely well, is full of energy,
and has no restrictions on any of his activities.
News of a tumor situated anywhere near the brain brings
all sorts of images to mind. By contrast, the surgery that Sean underwent
required only a small incision in the upper gum giving access to the
growth through the sinuses. He was alert and talking within a few hours
after the operation, eating solid food and on his way home three days
later. Day to day activities, like driving a car, followed within a
few days of his leaving the hospital. Sean's quick recovery delayed
by a few weeks his return to us. It is good finally to have him here,
and I am grateful to the Lord and his Good Mother for ensuring Sean's
safe return. Sean asked me to extend his thanks for your prayers and
notes of support during the last several weeks. I am grateful, too.
Mount St. Michael
SATURDAY 12 to 5
GMC PICNIC: Looking forward to seeing many of you at the annual Greater
Marist Community picnic to be held again this year at Mt. St. Michael
in the Bronx, Nereid and Murdock Avenues, near the Mt. Vernon border.
The gathering will be on Saturday, September 17th, from noon to 5 p.m.
Indoor facilities are available in case of rain. Come with spouse and
children or come alone. Bring your own beverage and a pot-luck dish
for a shared meal. All Brothers are most welcome to join us. Thanks
to the director and community of the Mount for welcoming us. We have
been having this picnic each year on the second Saturday after Labor
day; mark Saturday, September 17th, on your calendar!
FROM DONNA CAROLAN: (Donna is District Superintendent for Catholic
schools in Duchess and Ulster Counties for the Archdiocese of New York.
She is the wife of Kevin Carolan ('50), professor of Mathematics at
I am writing on the behest of Gus Nolan who said that he would like
to include a brief description of the work of the Marist Brothers in
the schools of Dutchess and Ulster Counties. Catholic education is alive
and well in these counties, and the Marist Brothers are playing significant
roles in the shaping of its future.
For the past year Our Lady of Lourdes High School in Poughkeepsie has
been revitalized by the presence and leadership of four Marist Brothers.
Leo Shea, who is serving as President; Larry Lavallee, Principal; George
DiCarlucci, religion teacher; and Dominic Pujia, Director of Youth Ministry.
Under their direction the curriculum at Lourdes has been revised and
upgraded, the faculty has developed a mission statement and common goals,
the computer lab has been upgraded with new hardware and software, and
a development board has been formed to explore future educational possibilities.
In September the Marist community at Lourdes will increase to include
Joe Matthews, dean of students and math teacher, Larry Gordon, dean
of studies and English teacher, and Joe Madsen, who will teach Spanish.
In the Kingston area, John A. Coleman High School is welcoming its
new principal, Brother Jim McKnight. The Marist community at Coleman
also includes Br. Michael Williams and Br. Henry Sawicki.
For the past year Brother Steve Schlitte has served as principal at
St. Joseph School in Kingston. He is leaving Kingston to assume a new
position in New Jersey this September. (29 North Hamilton St., Poughkeepsie,
N. Y. 12601; 914-471-5824)
FROM GERARD (Albert Gerard) BRUNELLE ('47): Received your newsletter
and was emotionally moved reading how many Brothers and friends were
touched by the sincerity and true Marist spirit of Br. John Berchmans.
"Je me souviens de" Brother John. I was but thirteen years
of age. I had lost my father the year before. Br. Francis Regis came
to give a talk at my elementary school in Lowell, Ecole Saint Louis
de France. He had known my Dad from drama plays given at College St.
Joseph, run by the Marist Brothers in Lowell. Being much impressed by
Brother Francis, I decided to go to St. Joseph's Juniorate for a high
school education. Since women (nuns) had taught me from first grade
to eighth grade in both French and English, I thought that men (Brothers)
would be interesting as teachers. 0 la la? Best decision I ever made
in my life? Deo gratias. At St. Joseph's, Brother John Berchmans was
my prefect of discipline, supervisor of study halls, and sport counselor
for our after-school and Sunday games. (P.O. Box 5157, Weirs Beach,
N. H. 03247)
DECEASED: Br. Denis Liuzzo ('42) died July 19th in New York after a
long illness; he had served in the Philippines for many years before
finishing his teaching career at St. Agnes.
Ed Canavan ('50) died May 20th; we had reported his serious diabetes
last February. May all our deceased friends rest in peace.
FROM BR. BENITO ARBUES, S.G. adapted fax to Marists RE:
R U A N D A
At the beginning of the week of June 12th I visited the Ruandan Marist
Brothers who are in Kenya. The reason for my visit was to express the
Institute's love for and solidarity with our Brothers in Ruanda and
to follow up our reflections on some possible Marist project to help
the Ruandan people who are outside their country.
I was very pleased with the Rwandan Brothers for their openness and
readiness to make themselves available. What impressed me above all
was their faith, their endurance in the face of such suffering, the
feelings of pardon and reconciliation they nurtured. You could feel
the appreciation of and concern for the Brothers of the Hutu tribe who
are still in Ruanda and their gratitude for the support they received
from them in their attempts to escape. As soon as the war is over they
are willing to help in any of the institutions which are working with
the refugees and the displaced people of Ruanda.
A short time before my departure to return to Rome, the joy of this
meeting was darkened by news of the torture and death of some Brothers
and postulants in the town of Byimana. The community was forced to look
on while their confreres were being tortured and murdered. The soldiers
took away Br. Callixte Kalisa, whom we presume also to have been killed.
This last would bring the number of victims up to five Brothers and
Before this tragedy we had thirty-two Brothers in Ruanda, of whom fourteen
were Hutus; seven were second year novices and one first year novice,
and there were five postulants. At the present moment there remain in
Ruanda six Hutu Brothers in Mururu (near the Zaire border), five in
Save (one of those a Tutsi, who is old and feeble) and Brother Diogene,
who is with family.
The Brothers who have been able to get out of the country are very
grateful to the whole Institute. In their grief they feel the loving
presence of God and of the Institute, as well as of many other people.
I quote from a letter which Brother Pascal, the Superior of the District,
gave me: "We, the Brothers of Ruanda, who are outside the country,
and especially the seven of us who managed to escape from the genocide,
wish to express our thanks to all the Brothers of the Institute who,
by their prayers, their words and their letters, have not ceased to
support us in the tragedy that our District and our country have been
going through since the 6th of April. We are especially grateful to
the Generalate, to the communities of Masonga in Tanzania, of the Marist
International Center Scholasticate in Nairobi, and especially to the
General Council. Thanks also to the District of Zaire, to the Province
of Belgium, and to the parishes in Burundi and Tanzania who gave us
so much help.
"We are counting on your friendship and support in rebuilding
our District and our dear country. We still keep alive in our hearts
the hope that this outburst of violence and hatred will be followed
by "new times" for building and planting according to the
purifying will of God, who is Lord and Master of all events, even the
most tragic ones in our lives." I ask you again to keep praying
that Ruanda may find the way of peace and reconciliation. I commend
to you in a special way our Brothers who have died and those who are
inside or outside the country. You can be sure that the suffering is
great for all of them, for those who are suffering violence to themselves
and to their families and for those who have to watch this violence
inflicted on their people and their confreres. With fraternal greetings
to all in the risen Christ. (Fratelli Maristi delle Scuole, Piazza M.
Champagnat, 2 C.P. 10250; 1-00144, Roma; fax: 011-39-6-541-3808)
FROM BR. JOSEPH BELANGER ('43): I recently accompanied Golden Jubilarian
John Francis Colbert on a a Glo-bus Tour called "Parks and Canyons
Spectacular." Left Penn Station about noon, May 26th, and got to
Las Vegas early May 29th. John immediately hit the slot machines; he
walked away with $100 to the good! Slept at the Golden Nugget with the
members of the tour group, then departed by Arrow Bus promptly at 8
a.m. Monday for our 13-day ride of 2800 miles to the Grand Canyon, Lake
Powell, Bryce and Zion Parks, Salt Lake City, Yellowstone National Park,
the wild west at Deadwood and Lead and Rapid City, then to Mount Rushmore,
and off to Denver by Thursday evening, June 9, for our farewell banquet
and night at the Westin Hotel. Perfect weather, company, and tour! We
recommend it enthusiastically. About $1500 for first class hotels with
breakfasts and dinners, all transportation and entry fees and baggage
handling from room to room. Extras included helicopter ride over the
Canyon, rafting on the Snake River, and a visit to the Kennecott Copper
mine, the world's largest man made open pit.
Unfortunately had to miss my nephew Diego's graduation from Westtown
Prep School near Philadelphia on June 11th. Diego is now back in Madrid
where he intends to study medicine; his older sister Amaya has just
finished her third year. Ernie and Alicia are both doing well, at least
until the results of Diego's "selectividad" come in! Med school
in Spain is considerably less expensive than in the USA.
John and I left Denver Friday June 10th to spend a few days with the
monks in Chicago. Magee and Des Kelly showed me the Notre Dame campus
on Monday, then a congenital heart problem erupted, and I had to be
hospitalized at the Little Company of Mary Hospital for four days. A
second opinion in Poughkeepsie confirms that I need a heart valve replacement;
that will be done in Albany Medical the week of June 26th, followed
by recuperation at Leeds Terrace, Lawrence, with monks and nearby family.
Prayers, please. Y'all have a great summer now! See you at the Mount
in September.(Marist College, Pksie, 12601; 914-575-3040)
Marist College "Distinguished Teaching Award": Br.
Brother Joseph Belanger has been honored with the Marist Distinguished
Teaching Award for 1994. It originated as the Sears Roebuck Foundation
Award for Teaching Excellence and Faculty Leadership. When the Sears
Foundation was unable to continue the funding, Marist;'s Board of Trustees
agreed to maintain the tradition of recognizing distinguished teaching
at the College. The first to receive the honor was Dr. Richard LaPietra,
professor of chemistry, now in his 34th year at the College. The second
was Dr. Louis Zuccarello, professor of political science in his 28th
year at Marist. Like the first two award winners, Brother Joe is a long
time member of the Marist community; 1994 marks his 35th year of teaching
at the College.
Before joining the faculty in 1959 Br. Joe was a student at Marist,
earning a bachelor's degree in English in 1948. He went on to receive
a master's in English from St. John's University in New York and one
in French from Middlebury College in Vermont before getting a doctorate
in French from New York University.
Brother Joe's contributions to education extend beyond the classroom,
He started the Marist Theatre Guild in 1960, serving as its director
for six years. He also founded the highly respected Marist Abroad Program
in 1963, directing it for 11 years. He inaugurated Marist's foreign
film series in 1961 and spearheaded the establishment of the George
J, Sommer Endowed Lecture Series.
(Adapted from the Marist College Alumni News, Spring, 1994)
FRONT BOB HOLM ('60): I was a junior in Esopus during the years 1957
through part of 1959. Though that was a relatively short time, it was
an indelible experience. This past April, many years since my Juniorate
days, I was able to visit with my "Brother Master" from Esopus,
Brother Stephen Urban, at Archbishop Molloy High School. The occasion
was powerful; it renewed with a magical rush so many wonderful Marist
memories. The meeting was arranged through a mutual friend, my colleague
in the Police Department, -Ed Gaughran (St. Ann's Academy, '52).
Over the years I have managed to stay in touch with some of the monks.
I have had many exchanges with Brother Leonard Voegtle, to whom I now
owe a letter. (I'm catching up, Leonard!) His letters have always been
a newsline of Marist events, changes, and prospects.In recent times
I have been corresponding with Brother Stephen.He has introduced me
to this wonderful newsletter.I'm impressed with Marists All and am happy
it is available to so many of us. I marvel at the various profiles and
experiences.I consider myself fortunate to have learned about it and
to be added to the mailing list. I only regret that my discovery of
this network was not more timely. If there is any way to obtain previous
issues, I would appreciate your letting me know.
I remember well my old Juniorate days with Brothers Leonard, Stephen,
Robert James, Solano, and John Berchmans, with Juniors, Ed Frail, Kevin
Finn, Mickey Connolly, Don Kelly, and Tom Restivo, just a few of the
many from that very special community. I returned to St. Helena in 1960,
somewhat confused and unsettled, but through all the many years I have
never felt detached or separated from the Marist family. The circulation
of this newsletter will expand the contacts and allow the years to return
and seep back into our systems. It's a refreshment unlike anything else,
a remembrance of very special times that were packaged with a bonded
spirituality. We knew even then, regardless of our re-directions, that
we could always count on an acceptance of Marist membership. These issues
of Marists All accomplish that, and they introduce so many of the other
vocations that were so influenced by the Marist spirit. As Brother Stephen
remarked, "Who can understand the mind of God?" I was especially
impressed with the contribution of Bob Falisey ('65), whom I do not
know, but can relate to so well. I too draw frequently from my Marist
base in both personal dealings and professional presentations.
I have been particularly blessed with four wonderful daughters, 18
through 26. They are English majors; I'm sure they would love to get
their hands on my syntax and grammar in this letter. I perform very
happily as a Lieutenant in the NYC Police Department, in the Mounted
Unit - (30 years and still running, much like the Energizer rabbit).
I credit my vitality in the job and my still being able to throw a leg
over a horse as responsible for keeping old age at bay. I think I would
like to do 33 years (a nice round number); by then the girls will have
completed their college demands, and I then should be able t o rise
from the ashes of tuition payments and head for the nearest golf course.
I have immensely enjoyed this opportunity to write and am very grateful
to have a place on the mailing list; one of the many loose ends of life
has been secured. Prayers and best wishes to all. (22 Rhonda Lane, Farmingdale,
New York, 11735)
(Follow-up letter): Thank you for the back issues of Marists All. The
stories, thoughts, and personal profiles were moving, humorous, and
at times, sad. There are those that cheer and those that suggest many
of the difficulties we all have experienced. I look forward to the August
issue; it's great to be back.
FROM JOE PICCIANO ('59): I have deeply appreciated the connections
Marists All has afforded me, especially the small but significant number
of personal epistulatory exchanges which have evolved from shared information
and addresses. I keep waiting for the right moment, the perfect moment,
to write, keep discerning what and how to shdre my story with the readership.
All those exercises in the pursuit of perfection in Esopus and Tyngsboro
have left their mark. The following is an adapted piece that I wrote
for a teacher re-training course I've taken under the auspices of the
Board of Education of the City of New York:
"Should I go? Shouldn't I go? Do I really want to go? Why am I
going? It's starting to rain. The maelstrom of my life as a teacher,
more precisely the volcanic manner in which I at times respond to its
challenges, has drained me. There was that near riot in the second floor
hallway outside the room where I do my instructing, these days in Spanish
and U. S. History and Government. There were dozens of other intersections,
the interrogation of hallway wanderers, the exchanges of interest and
indifference with those good young persons who are often adrift on missions
of their own instead of attending to the business of their classes at
Clara Barton High School for Health Professionals. I attend to my breathing.
I remind myself of my heritage, of the personal culture I've created,
especially in the six years since I bid a more than fond farewell to
Archbishop Molloy High School and the legal ties that constituted my
membership in the Marist Brothers of the Schools.
"On my walk through the Brooklyn Botanic Garden I note the sun
westering on this day near the solstice when it's not yet 4:30. I pass
under the leafless elms and oaks on Eastern Parkway. I arrive home at
604 Carlton Avenue and pause inside the door seeking some sacrament
of restoration. I breath in that sense of being at home, that prosaic
and potent elixir.
"I exchange my shirt and tie, my professional garments, for a
green Russel sweat-suit, and I don my Northface boots, a khaki fatigue
cap, and my down parka. I set out for the Oratory Church of St. Boniface,
nestled in the heart of Metro-Tech in downtown Brooklyn. The inception
of a cold rain, the constraints of time, and a certain weariness dogging
my steps, decide me to spend a token and forego the 30 minute walk I
usually take each Sunday morning to the celebration of the Eucharist.
"Why are we gathering this Wednesday in the third week of Advent?
For an evening prayer in common followed by a celebration of the Sacrament
of Reconciliation. The rites concluded in due time, the organ hushed,
I linger on at my place in the plain wooden, kneelerless, though not
unconfortable pew. I take poignant notice of the brothers and fathers
of the members of St. Philip Neri's Oratory. They are extinguishing
the candles, carrying away the liturgical books. They disappear into
their residence leaving behind a subtle stirring in my own depths, a
stirring evoked by the details of their habit, evoking for me that major
event in my life's journey thus far, my taking of the habit of the Marist
Brothers of the Schools. So ingrained in me, the culture of that French-born
Roman Catholic order, grafted so willingly by me onto the Italo-German
trunk my parents had given me! How I long, a part of me longs, to be
able to go with them, vested as they are in their founder's style of
dressing, ready to exercise the exchanges of their community life!'
And how I long, a part of me longs, to be able to have that man I so
love (am so loved by) beside me, and not merely wearing the grey scarf
he has just sent me from Bangkok. How keenly I feel those two elements
so crucial to my culture, my ethnic Catholic heritage and my preference
for the love of another man. How these twain do meet!" (604 Carlton
Avenue, Prospect Heights, New York, 11238)
MARIST FOREIGN MISSIONS
Br. Paul Ambrose
As most of us know, Brother Paul Ambrose has for many years taken a
personal interest in the Marist foreign missions. His service as Assistant
General with base in Rome led him to travel to mission countries and
to gain first hand knowledge of their circumstances. This, in turn,
led Brother Paul to make contact with various foundations where funds
are available for worthy causes. In his "retirement" Brother
Paul continues to be in touch with many of the foundations, as well
as with friends and acquaintences, to help the Marist missions. His
annual report to his network of foundations shows the total dollars
obtained and the help this money has been to many mission fields. Some
of the projects are particularly interesting:
INDIA: People had to carry their bags of rice on their shoulders
or on the handle bars of bikes to distant mills. We put up two rice
mills on the local mission compound, $7500.
MADAGASCAR: A two story Marist school had furniture only on the
bottom floor; students on the second level had to sit on the floor.
A foundation was willing to provide $4600 so that a local carpenter
could make tables and benches.
SOUTH AFRICA: Our Brothers collect free food from dealers and
markets to take to a village of lepers and abandoned sick people some
30 miles away. They were pressed for fuel money; we provided $3000.
SOUTH DAKOTA: A Marist volunteer worker for the Locata Indians
is now assured for next year due to a $5000 grant.
SRI LANKA: The old Marist novitiate building has been repaired
and enlarged to provide for the increase in candidates, thanks to a
LEEDS TERRACE: Toilet and bathing facilities for the handicapped
were provided for our retired Marists by a grant of $14,000
PHILIPPINES: Last year a foundation provided a project for homeless
street children. This year it provided a chapel for the same compound.
Much of the work was done by the students themselves. Thus, they were
too busy for mischief and became proud of their work. A $10,186 grant
Finally, in his report Brother Paul concludes: "I am most pleased
to announce that Marist College has offered a full scholarship to cover
tuition, room and board, and fees for any student that I select. It
is to be called the "Founder's Scholarship." I have asked
that it should be restricted especially to a candidate from one of our
Marist missions, that the candidate be required to meet all basic entrance
requirements of the College, and that after graduation the candidate
promises to return to serve in the same mission country. I reminded
the College that in accepting this scholarship grant I mean it to be
in honor of our own Blessed Founder, and nothing else.
"This scholarship does not, however, provide travel here and back
for the candidate. I pledged to undertake to start a fund to cover the
round trip travel of these candidates. When I explained this to one
of my former students who graduated from St. Ann's Academy in 1941,
he pledged $7,820 to give a boost to this project. I pray that more
benefactors will be interested in providing travel for future recipients
of this "Founder's Scholarship."
"In the name of our Marist missions I wish to express gratitude
to the various foundations which have made this help possible, as well
as to those of you who have regularly or periodically sacrificed for
these Marist missions."
FROM ED CASTINE ('50): Since we last wrote for Marists All, quite a
bit has happened. Last fall Maureen and I began thinking about a move
to Florida from Brownsville, Texas. Well, here we are in Lantana, Florida,
having arrived on June 9th.
Starting last December we searched for a place to live in Florida with
very little luck. We returned to Brownsville at the end of Christmas
recess, believing that we would need to remain in Texas for another
school year. Fortunately, the agent we dealt with called us in late
February with a number of potential houses. I flew back to Florida in
March, found an attractive five-yearold house that appeared to be almost
perfect for us, and it was affordable. I signed a contract for the house,
took pictures to show Maureen on returning. (She hates to travel by
plane!) We closed on May 10th by mail, and moved in June 9th.
Tipped off by his letter to Marists All, I wrote to Rich Connelly before
going to Florida in March. I indicated that we were planning to move
and that I would be looking for employment either in a Catholic high
school or community college. Rich contacted Bob Byrne at St. Thomas
Aquinas High School, Fort Lauderdale. Bob called me while I was in Florida.
I went to see him and had an interview with the assistant principal.
The day after I committed to buying the house, it looked as though I
would have a teaching position in the fall. That is exactly how it all
came about! I am very grateful to Rich, Bob, and Marists All for the
way things worked out.
We finished final exams at St. Joseph's in Brownsville the week of
May 30th and submitted our grades. Brother Francis Garza and the faculty
held a dinner in appreciation for our years of service and presented
us with a local artist's water color painting of the St. Joseph Academy
campus. It now hangs in a prominent place in our new living room. One
of Brownsville's City Commissioners presented us with a city proclamation
thanking us for the years of service to the children of Brownsville.
This also has a place on the living room wall.
We shipped all of our furniture by Allied Van Lines on June 4th and
then loaded the remainder of our belongings in a large U-Haul trailer.
On Monday, June 6th, Champagnat Day, we left in our van, towing the
packed U-Haul, with our two German shepherds sharing the rear of the
van with numerous household articles. The events of the trip are too
many and long to recount. One thing we should mention, however, is that
some of our living room furniture was stolen in transit. We are still
in the process of settling the matter with Allied Vans.
We are now much closer to New York, but still not able to get to the
GMC picnic, much to our regret. It is also doubtful that I will be able
to make the 40th reunion of the Class of '54 at Marist College. God
willing, one of these days we will make the picnic are a reunion.If
anyone comes to the area of Lantana, about 10 miles south of the West
Palm Beach Airport, give us a call at 407-642-0335.(2856 Cambridge Road,
Lantana, Florida, 33462-3815)
GMC PICNIC, Mt.
SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 17th, 1994
FROM BR. ALPHONSE MATUGA ('41): Camp Marist has been operating for
some 44 years. The founding director was Br. Benedict Henry, and "Camp
Marist" other early directors were Br. Joseph Abel and Br. Kenneth
Robert. Overseeing the camp at this time is Br. Thomas Lee ('73). Early
on, the camp was staffed by sixty Marists, so many of whom are now deceased.
This summer there are 27 Marist Brothers at camp. Over the years the
Brothers have welcomed the reprieve from ten months of high school teaching
in the city, even as their work at camp required adapting to boys ages
6 to 15 and to campers from Canada and Latin America, as well as from
the States. These days the Brothers have the assistance of many outsiders,
many of whom are college students, some from overseas. Activities at
camp have expanded to include scuba diving, water skiing, and surf sailing,
as well as other land and lake activities.
After the original family cabins were supplemented by long bungalows
to accommodate some 200 campers, the chapel was built in 1956. Eventually
added bungalows were built for staff. A gym now stands across the road,
which is now closed to highway traffic. Beyond the stables the Brothers
have a log cabin home for year round retreat. The waterfront has been
vastly expanded in depth and width. The original group of several row
boats and one motor boat has become a fleet of all types of lake boats.
The campus is now beautifully landscaped; lawn and pines have replaced
the little, dusty softball fields of yore. Still in use are the original
mess hall, rec hall, canteen, arts and crafts cabin, infirmary building,
and headquarters building. Still on the knoll overlooking the central
campus is the statue of Our lady.
Following are the Marist Brothers at the camp this summer:
Br. William Gleason ('30)
Br. Valerian ('31)
Br. Simeon Gerald ('33)
Br. Clement Legare ('34)
Br. Clement Gerard ('35)
Br. Carlos Villalobos ('37)
Br. Alphonse Matuga ('41)
Br. Giles Keogh ('41)
Br. Godfrey Robertson ('41)
Kenneth Marino ('47)
Br. Aquinas Richard ('48)
Kenneth Robert ('50)
Br. Solano ('50)
Br. William Gleason ('30)
Br. Louis Richard '51)
Br. Valerian ('31)
Br. Dennis Caverly ('51)
Br. Simeon Gerald ('33)
Br. Fabian Mayor ('57)
Br. Clement Legare ('34)
Br. John Herrmann ('59)
Br. Clement Gerard ('35)
Br. Gerard Brown ('62)
Br. Carlos Villalobos ('37)
Br. Michael Driscoll ('64)
Br. Alphonse Matuga ('41)
Michael Fisher (164)
Br. Giles Keogh ('41)
Br. Henry Sawicki ('64)
Br. Godfrey Robertson ('41)
Br. William Maske ('65)
Kenneth Marino ('47)
Br. James Halliday ('68)
Br. Aquinas Richard ('48) B
Br. Thomas Lee ('73)
Kenneth Robert ('50)
Br. George DiCarluccio ('74)
Br. Solano ('50)
Br. James Vagan ('77)
Br. Kenneth Ward ('82)
(Camp Marist, Center Ossipee, New Hampshire, 03814; 603-539-4552)
FROM JOHN DILLON (' ): Just a short note to tell you that I
would like to be placed on your mailing list for future copies of Marists
All. I have been kept up to date by Bernie Connolly, my former classmate
at the Prep in Esopus. Getting on your list will save Bernie the hassle
of xeroxing and mailing to me. I relocated to California from the New
York area about eight years ago, but still get back to the East Coast
several times a year. (By the way, the correct phone number for Bernie
is 718-846-5665 (310 South Almont Drive, #101, Los Angeles,
Ca. 90048; 310-278-4105)
GMC PICNIC, Mt. St. Michael,
SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 17th
FROM GENE (Louis Francis) ZIRKEL ('53): A great issue, #27! I enjoyed
the reminiscenses of John Francis. One summer around '56 several of
us went back to Tyngsboro to work for Henry Charles. On the first morning,
treating us like novices as in earlier days, he started to walk away
from us telling us what he wanted done, and expecting us to follow.
After a short distance he turned around, saw us all standing where he
had started, and came back. He never blinked an eye, but I think he
was laughing inside.
I really resonated with Vince Poisella's terminology: "Those of
us who have been called to another vocation." I have felt that
way for some time. It is interesting that when I was supposed to meditate
each morning for 30 minutes, I often slept or even omitted the meditation.
Now I wouldn't think of skipping my 40 minutes with the Lord. I guess
the monks taught me well, and the lessons have stayed with me.
When my son received his B.A. from St. John's University, my wife Pat,
a member of the faculty, led the procession to the dias. George was,
of course, in the procession, but I was relegated to sit in the stands.
However, this spring I was thrilled, because when my son received his
M.B.A. I managed, as a two time alumnus and a full professor at Nassau
Community College, to proudly lead the parade along with Pat. It was
the first time all three of us were in academic regalia at the same
My book Understanding Fortran 77 & 90 was just published
by PWS Publishers; that's my fourth text. This summer I am preparing
the fourth edition of my first text, Understanding Statistics (McGraw
Hill); it is also available in Spanish. My other texts are Program
CS1; Uses Turbo Pascal (West Educational Publishers), and Beginning
Statistics (Jay Williams Book Co.). The latter was pirated in Hong
I look forward very much to the picnic at the Mount. Has anyone ever
talked about a Mass or a prayer service, perhaps with a verse of Ever
Forever? Keep and spread the faith! (6 Brancatelli, West Islip, N. Y.
LATE NEWS: Appearing in diocesan newspapers the weekend of August
6th was a Catholic News Service wire item: BRITISH MARIST BROTHER REPORTED
MISSING IN RWANDA. It states that 43 year old Br. Christopher Mannion,
a member of the congregation's general governing council in Rome, entered
Rwanda on June 29th. It further states that there are conflicting reports
about his whereabouts. He was last heard from in early July, said a
statement faxed from Rome to CNS by Br. Sean Sammon, vicar general of
the Marist Brothers.
EDITOR'S NOTE: At this time a year ago we gave an extensive
state-of-the-newsletter report, and there was an encouraging resurgence
of letters and financial help. Now we have funds to mail this issue
and another to the 520 addresses on our list, but we seem to be dying
for lack of your letters. We hope you will be willing to share your
story with our Marist friends, as so many others have been so gracious
in doing. Mail to Gus Nolan, %Marist College, Pksie, 12601; or to David
Kammer, RR 2, Box 3300, Oakland, Maine, 04963 ... after October 1st:
476 IaPlaya, Edgewater, F1. 32141.