From DAVID MURPHY (’61): Seventeen years in Africa
is a pretty sure way to lose contact with friends in the States, especially
for a person who is not a great letter writer. Then, of course, if you
come back and work out in South Dakota, you’re not really improving
your odds of re-establishing ties.
In Africa I went through a number of the normal growth experiences
of a somewhat passionate, celibate team player. The growing/diminishing
process was exhilarating. Africa is the place from which I can begin
to trace my experience of the romancing of vastness. Since January of
1987 I’ve been working in South Dakota on the Pine Ridge Reservation.
I left the community and married in the summer of 1988. My wife Elaine
is a woman of great sensitivity tempered with a very special sense of
humor; hey, she puts up with my bizarreness. We had first met back in
My first nine and a half years here I worked in an alternative school
for teens whose needs were not being met in the existing schools. Their
program had been pulled together by Brother Joe Di, my wife, and Brother
Derm. The first year or so I was thinking that I was being asked to
become a piece of silly putty but, of course, after re-examining a few
premises and trying out a few new ones, the “new garment” felt very
comfortable. The students, coming from their pain and hurt, were amazingly
gentle in reaching inside of me and calling on talents and feelings
that I was not much in touch with. I guess I’ve shouted (not so much
at people, but just out into the hills), bit my tongue, and cried a
lot more in the last dozen years than I had previously thought would
have been necessary to become more truly human.
Putting some of this on paper calls to mind listening to a wonderful
friend speaking of his Peace Corp experience in Nepal. Before coming
home his group went through a debriefing. The group leader asked them
to share some of their stories. When they had finished, he told the
group that he hoped they had enjoyed the telling of the stories, and
he reminded them that for some it would be the last time they would
be able to tell the story to someone who had any idea of what it was
all about! However, I feel that I share the kind of bond with the readers
of Marists All that enables me not to hesitate to tell my story for
fear of being misunderstood as being boastful of my life experiences.
I know that all of you have processed similar, wondrous experiences.
Elaine and I live three miles east of Pine Ridge village. Elaine works
at Oglala Lakota College, and I’m now at Wolf Creek School, a large
public elementary school. We have a piece of land with a cabin up in
the Black Hills. We are looking toward getting ourselves organized and
retiring up there in a few years. If you are out this way to see the
faces on Mt. Rushmore, or if you are on your “hog” on the way to the
Sturgis Rally, or if you are just interested in finding out something
about the goings on of the Pow Wow circuit, give us a call; company
is always welcome. We’d love to share our home and our world with you.
I would volunteer to show you the former residence of the Brothers in
Oglala, but the tornado this past summer has left nothing but a barren
hill. The Brothers’ contributions to the Lakota people live where they
belong … in the hearts of the Lakota people! (P.O. Box 742, Pine
Ridge SD 57770; 605-867-5921; firstname.lastname@example.org)
From BR. MICHAEL LARATONDA (’62): I am beginning
my ninth year at Wellsprings, a renewal/sabbatical/retreat center in
Glens Falls, New York, about an hour north of Albany. I am Associate
Director. Since most laity, if working and raising a family, cannot
take four months off for a sabbatical, September through December, we
have recently done some reconstructing of our programs to meet requests
for programs of shorter duration. We now have a variety of formats:
week-long directed and guided retreats, private sabbaticals of flexible
duration, structured or unstructured. We want to reach out to the laity
as well as to religious and to the ordained. Thanks for keeping the
newsletter alive. (93 Maple Street, Glens Falls NY 12801;
From DONALD “Ted” GRAY (’63): I enjoy reading Marists
All and am surprised at how many of the contributors I remember. I left
the brothers in 1971 after spending five years at my first assignment,
St. Joseph Academy, Brownsville, Texas. I spent one year in Austin teaching
emotionally disturbed children. Then I returned to St. Joseph’s in 1972
where I became the athletic director and head football/basketball coach.
I enjoyed that tremendously. I left coaching to become a federal probation/parole
officer in April of ’77 in Brownsville. I moved up in the agency and
was recently promoted to deputy chief overseeing our offices in the
cities of Laredo, McAllen, and Brownsville. We have to retire at age
57, so I have less than two years to go.
I married my wife Rosario in 1978, and in 1982 we were blessed with
Katrina. Rosario has been employed at St. Joe’s for the past eight years.
She was hired as a teacher, and is now running the cafeteria services.
Katrina is a senior, a member of the year 2000 class. I see the brothers
at St. Joe’s, as well as the brothers who come to visit there. I talk
to Dee Hartnett, Jim Meehan, Tom Crimmins, Ray Armstrong, Tom Mullin,
and I saw Joe McKenna when he dropped by Brownsville on business.
I enjoy the newsletter; keep me on the list. Sorry about being late
in responding, but the new position is quite a challenge; keeps me hopping.
(85 Westchester Circle, Brownsville TX 78521; 956-542-0212)
From DONALD MULCARE (’57): Br. John Malich sent
me a copy of the audio tapes that contain one of his workshops on community
life. They are based on the Marist spirit and have been enriched by
stories and examples from St. Marcellin Champagnat and from many of
the uncanonized saints that we have known during the Marist phase of
our lives. The tapes include a section on conflict resolution.
I am director of Gerontology Programs at the University of Massachusetts
Dartmouth. In classes at the university my students work in groups;
conflicts quickly emerge. Thanks to Brother John, I have a few new tools
with which to address a variety of conflicts. In my personal life, Brother
John’s presentation on leisure, Sunday as a day of rest, and our need
to step back and look at the pace and direction of our lives, offered
me the greatest help. Thank you, Brother John.(7 Saffon Road, Fairhaven
From GEORGE BIOLSI (’65): I enjoy reading Marists
All and certainly look forward to receiving every issue. The thoughts,
comments, and recollections of those who write are thought provoking
and bring back memories of people and places I haven’t seen in many
years. So thanks for continuing to publish the newsletter. 1016 Churchill
Road, McLean VA 22101; 703-790-4990)
From JOHN (John David) DUNN (’55): I taught school
as a Brother for two years, 1959 to 1961, followed by teaching one year
as a lay teacher. Now I am sales manager for a division of Lilly Industries;
I have been in this sales business for 35 years. In September I will
celebrate 34 years of marriage. My wife and I have three children: Nancy
is a Marist grad, Mary Ellen a graduate of Misericordia, and James a
grad from Villanova. (26 Quaker Ridge Road, Westtown NY 10998; 914-726-3531)
From JOE CONKLIN (’64): It certainly was an ingenious
idea to send out the questionnaire. It caused me to move from a passive
reader to an active responder. I have been meaning to write ever since
I received my first copy of Marists All which was issue #3. How to start
this story has been one of my major deterrents from writ-ing in the
past. My college composition prof, Gus Nolan, would probably say, “
Start from the beginning.”
My involvement with the Marist Brothers started at Marist School in
Bayonne in 1956. After two years there I decided I wanted to be a Brother,
and I went to the Juniorate in Esopus. I graduated and entered the Novitiate
but only stayed for two months. I spent the next three years working
and going to college. In 1963 I asked Brother Leo Sylvius if I could
try the novitiate again. I completed the novitiate and one year at the
scholasticate at Marist College when I discerned that religious life
was not for me. It is amazing how my brief on-again, off-again relationship
with the Marists has left a permanent mark within me. I continue to
feel that bond thirty-three years later. As for many, Brother Leonard
was my main and sometimes only contact with the community before Marists
All. Though I have had little contact with others from the Marist family,
the Marist spirit has stayed with me.
After graduating from Marist College in 1966, I joined the Teacher
Corps, a federal anti-poverty program bringing teachers into needy school
districts. With that group I taught high school social studies in Gary,
Indiana, for five years. From there I took a teaching position in a
rural junior/senior high school in Douglas, Wyoming, where I continued
to teach for eight more years. I met my wife Leslie there. She was the
French and Spanish teacher. We have been married 26 years and have two
children: a son Michael, who is a tax accountant, married and with a
son of his own, and a daughter Erica, who is a sophomore pre-physical
therapy major at Northern Illinois University.
In 1980 I decided to change my career. I went back to the University
of Wyoming and earned an accounting degree. I got my CPA and joined
Arthur Andersen Consulting’s corporate training center in St. Charles,
Illinois, where I am now the controller.
I have taught sixth grade religious education for fifteen years at
my local parish, but I retired from that last year. My parish is very
active in social ministry; I volunteer at a homeless shelter once a
month. I belong to a hiking club; I hike 10/12 miles each weekend. Spoiling
our grandson Sean has become a major focus for Leslie and me these last
two years. We love to travel; two years ago I went hiking in the Andes.
My first night in Quito I stayed at a hotel across the street from a
high school. What a surprise I had the next morning when I saw that
the name of the school was Colegio Mariste.
I want to thank Gus and David for putting this communication vehicle
together. I also want to thank all those men who affected my life in
its formative years by imparting that Marist spirit which has nurtured
me all these years. (727 Fellows Street, St. Charles IL 60174; 630-377-6479;
From PETER SEDLMEIR (’61): Thanks for the obvious
work you put into Marists All. It is inspiring to see how the spirit
of Champagnat has spread through the actions of men who have lived that
spirit for some portion of their lives.
My wife Margaret and I are celebrating our 20th wedding anniversary
this October; we took a tour to the Grand Canyon. I’ve never been there
before, and I have never experienced such overwhelming size and beauty.
It’s truly an experience that helped me recognize a bit more my relationship
As a deacon I have recently been involved in organizing our Renew 2000
parish mission which was conducted entirely by the laity. It was much
work, but I believe that the Spirit of God was most definitely at work.
I continue my job as a substance abuse counselor in several schools
in Greene county. Dealing with these kids whom “society considers God’s
least favored’ certainly makes one recognize one’s own powerlessness
and fosters increased recognition of God’s power. Thanks again. 2 Pearson
Road, Preston Hollow NY 12469; 518-239-6282)
From BILL KARGES (’74): I moved south in 1995 after
many years in NYC at the Mount, at St. Agnes, and finally at the Collegiate
School over a long stretch. The primary reason for the move was my parents’
health. I know that many of you have met them over the years. My mom
is now in a nursing home with terminal Alzheimers, and Dad is undergoing
an experimental cancer treatment. I’m happy that I made the move when
My life in education continues much as before. I’m now the Assistant
Head at a small independent school in North Carolina, Gaston Day School
in Gastonia. I have been recruiting some of my friends from New York
to come down and help get the place stirred up. I’ve very much enjoyed
the quality of life here. I’m paying less on the mortgage for a three-bedroom
brick ranch than I did for rent of a studio apartment in New York. However,
I do miss friends and, of course, the restaurants of the Big Apple.
Thanks for Marists All. 2616 Redbud Drive, Gastonia NC 28056; 704-868-2289;
From JOE OLIVET (’64): In September I began my
30th year teaching elementary school in the Bronx for the public school
system. Most of those years have been spent teaching physical education,
but for the past four years I have been teaching science in grades 3
When I remarried, my wife brought four children to the marriage. At
first that was tough, but after 15 years we have come together as a
group. My son from a previous marriage is in the Air Force and is married.
My wife’s children have grown into wonderful professionals: one is a
chef, one is doing payroll, one is graduated from college after struggling
for six years. The youngest I have raised since she was three years
old; she is now a college junior at SUNY Albany, and is continuing to
amaze me with her competence as she grapples with coming of age and
taking her place in society as a productive member. I am really pleased
that she considers me her “dad” and only father. No grandchildren yet,
and I am in no hurry.
This year will be my last in teaching. I am looking forward to retiring
in December of 2000. After retirement I will probably continue working
the part time job I have now, as a bus driver or supervisor for Shortline
Bus Company. I will cross that bridge when I come to it. Recently we
bought a used motor home and are fixing it up. So travel will definitely
be in our plans. Thanks for this sharing opportunity. (134 Rockwell
Avenue, Middletown NY 10940; 914-343-2981)
From CHARLIE (James Martin) SCOTT (’50): It’s been
several years since I wrote last. Although I evidently misplaced the
August issue of Marists All and have just now discovered it, I usually
read each issue from first to last page eagerly and avidly. Marists
All, from its inception to its present issue #50, is a remarkable record
of the Marist influence in the lives of many men, both those who have
remained in the religious community and those many others who have found
their way outside the community. I am so impressed by the accomplishments
of my Marist brothers and the depth and extent of commitment in their
everyday lives that I have come to regard Marists All as a kind of “spiritual
I am in my thirty-seventh and final year of my teaching in the English
Department at the University of Wisconsin. I plan to retire at the end
of this academic year, though I have already agreed that, if need be,
I would teach next fall. Apart from being somewhat hobbled by a bone
spur in my left heel, I am in good health and, so far as I know, still
have my wits about me; teaching another semester or two should not be
a problem. On the other hand, retirement as a new state in life looks
to be very attractive, financially and emotionally, and thus seems the
right next step. If returning to the pitcher’s mound is no longer a
realistic option, catching up with reading and writing, my next great
loves, will fill my days very nicely.
Anne will retire from her position as Ticket Office Manager of the
Civic Center the following year. Then, she says, we will clean out the
closets! We will continue to live in Madison, one of the nation’s most
“livable” cities, but will spend more time at our lakeshore cabin in
the Nicolet National Forest. We will also find more time to visit Rob
in New York, Mike and granddaughter Hannah in Savannah, Liz and Grant
in Jacksonville, and Sheila in Los Angeles.
In recent years I have visited Northern Ireland twice, once with Anne,
once with Rob, where the last member of my grandmother’s family (Shannons)
still lives just off the Ormeau Road in Belfast, a tough place to be
during the “marching season” in June and July each year. In spite of
the British checkpoints and frequent street patrols, we were able to
drive back and forth across the border with the Republic and so managed
to visit not only in the North but also most of the west country from
Donegal down to the Dingle, then back to Belfast through Enniskillen,
County Monaghan, and Armagh.
A few years ago Anne and I had a wonderful 2000 mile drive in England
and Scotland, from the Salisbury Plain in the south of England to Inverness
in Scotland, with a wonderful side trip to the western isles of Mull
More recently, my ongoing project for Japanese teachers of English,
funded through the Council on International Educational Exchange, has
sent me to professional meetings in Washington, New Orleans, London,
San Francisco, and next February, Tokyo. My profession has been good
to me in this respect: the opportunity to visit, and to live and work,
in places I never thought I would get to: Afghanistan, Pakistan, India,
Japan, Taiwan, and China, as well as Germany and Poland. I don’t foresee
travels of this sort in my retirement, but we will be trying hard to
visit many of the wonderful places in our own country that have so far
Several of my classmates--Joe Horan, Brendan Haggerty-- have mentioned
a 50th reunion. I hope it happens. Though I have been fortunate to see
Dick Branigan and Bill Powers on occasion, and have stayed in touch
with Len Voegtle, Hugh Crowe, Dick Jambor, and Bill Lavigne, it would
be quite wonderful to see the whole class once again. Meantime, I hope
you all noticed that the Wisconsin Badgers won the Rose Bowl last January,
that the “Pack” has been back for a few years now, and that the Brewers
are going to get themselves out of the dust bin one of these years.
All best wishes! (4737 Lafayette Drive, Madison WI 53705; 608-233-3995)
From JIM CARGER (’64): I am delighted to see each
arrival of Marists All. It is a wonderful link to people and times that
have shaped my life and that continue to enrich my spirit. I am a clinical
psychologist in private practice outside Chicago. My wife Chris is a
Marist College graduate of 1974. She teaches Children’s Literature/Bilingual
Education at Northern Illinois University. We have two wonderful daughters;
Mary is entering 9th grade at St. Ignatus High School and Elizabeth
is a sophomore at the University of Chicago.
After a long hiatus I am back playing the guitar and am teaching my
older daughter to play. I don‘t see anyone from my days at Marist any
more but I do relish every word in Marists All that revives memories
long cherished. Thank you so much. I am sure there are many people on
your list whom I would love to contact but have not seen their names
in print. Have you ever thought of putting out a directory? (408 Nuptial
Road, Riverside IL 60506; 708-442-0093; email@example.com)
From BR. THOMAS DELANEY (’55): I am starting my
10th year at Marist College. I am living in Leo Hall as a resident mentor.
My “extra hobby” is teaching Spanish. Summer vacation takes me to Dublin,
Ireland, where I teach English as a second language to Brothers and
students from Portugal, Spain, and Italy. Life is quite interesting
here at Marist College. We have been blessed with a great community
of faculty, students, and staff. (P.O. Box 10-957, Poughkeepsie NY 1260l;
From JOE (Joel Gilmary) STRANG (’53): I am still
on the faculty of Central Texas College as a part-time English instructor
in their program of teaching aboard U.S. navy warships at sea. However,
I have spent the past eighteen months teaching English and computer
full time for Herald Business College in Salinas. In my spare time I
teach a composition course to the national guard for Vincennes University.
My college students enjoy my tales of life as a Marist Brother.
I have lived on the beautiful Monterey Peninsula for almost two decades.
I am single and live with my Boston terrier. I spent two weeks in July
visiting friends and relatives on the east coast. At that time I visited
the widow of Dan (Robert Fidelis) Nolan. I am currently considering
an offer to run a retreat house on Cape Cod, owned by a lady I met 35
years ago when I coached debate at Archbishop Molloy. I look forward
to each issue of Marists All, but have not been able to attend any Marist
functions for many years due to work and distance. Thanks for keeping
me in touch. (P.O. Box 857, Pacific Grove CA 93950; 831-375-8672; firstname.lastname@example.org)
From BILLDOHERTY (’62): I am presently a teacher/administrator
for the MTA/NY transit. I work with a software package called People
Soft-tracking; it is an authority-wide project for human resources.
My wife Jody is Director of Human Resources for the Eastern Paralyzed
Veterans Association. Our daughter Kate, 25, is working for an investment
banking firm, and our son Andrew, 23, is with KTV-103.5 FM.
We recently traveled to Fort Kent Mills in Maine for vacation. Last
year we were in London. We are planning a trip to Ireland in May/June
of 2000. We hope this will be a family trip if all can coordinate their
busy schedules. Many thanks for Marists All. (124-16 84th Road (Apt
1-L), Kew Gardens NY 11415; 718-849-2335)
From JOE McGRATH (’52): Marists All has been a
wonderful tie to a former world, one that is remembered warmly as the
pictures of many “heroes” of my growing-up years float past my internal
monitor. As you have many times heard, the first note to Marists All
is proving very difficult to write. ‘Tis strange for an Irishman to
Sue and I are splitting the seasons between Savannah, Georgia, and
Warren, Vermont. We spent the summer in Vermont working on our house.
So many times I had to smile as I remembered the monks at Tyngsboro
who tried to teach this New York raised city boy how to weed, hay, fell
trees, lay maple floors, feed cows, split rocks, woodworking, canning,
silo filling, etc., etc. Would you believe that I used most of those
basic skills this summer?
I have many happy memories of Henry, Paul, Aloysius, Peter, Monsieur
Ouellette, and most of all John B. Lots of renewed praise for these
special human beings and lots of wishes that they be remembered by all
of us who benefited so much from knowing them.
In Vermont Sue and I spend a good bit of time at Sugarbush Ski area.
No doubt Foy is responsible for that move. Whenever I come down one
of the trails, I get a flashback to the time he introduced me to skiing
at Beacon Mountain, er, hill. If you have a yen to strap on some boards,
Foy, hope you’ll drop into Warren.
To my contemporaries, best of wishes; be assured of continued prayers
for your continued good graces. Now that I am retired (Ernst & Young
LLP) I hope to have the opportunity to write a little more. In the meantime,
to Hopi, McGuire, McSweeney, Stafford, McNulty, Duggan, Gil D, Luke,
Madden, Lozeau, et all, a great big “hey” from Savanaah. To monks who
taught here, the priests and brothers of Benedictine send their best.
Cheers! (14 Seawatch Drive, Savannah GA 31411; 912-598-7053;
From CHARLES MAHON (’66): In preparing to help
our son get set up for grad school at Virginia Tech, Dolores and I spent
a day at the Wild Geese Inn, visiting with Mary and Pat Gallagher. We
had a wonderful time with two wonderful people. Pat was my high school
English teacher who helped me chose novitiate over college.
I am still taking the bus from Union, New Jersey, to NYC each day.
It’s been a hectic year at work, building a new program system while
maintaining an old minicomputer system in the midst of company changes.
Dolores and I did manage last year to take a cruise to Portugal on
the Rotterdam. We saw Fatima and other places on day trips from Lisbon.
Last winterwe flew to London and had a great week as we met with friends
Our son Patrick is a year away from his certification exams in Civil
Engineering. Daughter Andres is into her sophomore year at the University
of Maryland. We’ve made numerous trips to visit and to bring supplies
to her! On the way we were introduced to the Inner Harbor at Baltimore,
a lovely place to visit.
Dolores started a new job last week. She is the assistant to the director
of “The Center for Hope Hospice.” This organization took care of her
father when he died last year. The job offer came to Dolores quite inadvertently
when she went to volunteer to help an organization whose purpose met
a need for her family and did it in such a wonderful, Christian way.
Now Dolores is employed full time and is doing something she loves!
1352 Vauxhall Road, Union NJ 07083-7027; 908-964-0846)
From BOB HOLM (’60): It’s been forty years, Gus,
since you gave me that 100% on the religion final. Berky was a generous
marker, too - in deducting points! I am completing my 35th year with
the NYPD, presently a Lieutenant in the Mounted Unit where I have been
assigned for the past fifteen years. A recent shoulder reconstruction
(yes, you do have mishaps on those steeds now and then) will lead to
my filing for retirement this October. I finally heard the alarm clock!
Nevertheless, one of the most cherished windows of any day is when
the mailbox reveals an issue of Marists All. I then set aside some quiet
moments and follow the developments of the congregation and of so many
lives, often of fellow students and teachers, who have had such an important
impact on my life. It is a very special return to a time when I learned
my first conversations with God, a time that prepared me for the bobbing
and weaving that waited me in life. Knowing myself, I doubt if I could
have slipped many punches without the foundation I received from my
I have four grown daughters, two of whom are high school teachers,
in some way carrying out the direction I was seeking. I’ve also walked
two of them down the aisle in the past two years, two more and Spencer
Tracy will have nothing on me.
I stay in touch with Br. Leonard Voegtle. I know I’m one of the legions
who have sought counsel and friendship from him. With due respect for
Gus and Dave, Brother Leonard in some ways was an early version of Marists
All. Like that energizer bunny he does keep turning out his own personal
warmth and news to those so fortunate to be on his mailing list. As
a former provincial, historian of St. Champagnat, and now designated
archivist, he is definitely a Marist giant. If he reads this, his modesty
will look to give me a good swat.
Following my retirement I hope to be exploring South Carolina for those
golden years, assuming I can work these new shoulder parts into some
semblance of a golf swing. Thanks to Gus and Dave for Marists All, for
the hard work and for the perseverance. The questionnaire was a great
idea; it got us off the mark. Looking to future issues. (245 Cook street,
Huntington Station NY 11746; 516-673-8419)
RE: GERARD BRUNELLE (’47): Gerry wrote to Marists
All in the spring of ’97. He told us about his Marist education from
1943 to 1950, his 33 years as a music teacher in the Lowell public school
system, and his living after retirement in 1992 at his hermitage off
the shores of Lake Winnepasaukee at the Weirs in New Hampshire. He concluded
with “My works - canes and walking sticks, poetry and music composition
- are all little bridges, even if toil bridges, from the island of my
hermitage to the mainland of society.”
Inspired now by the canonization of the Founder, Gerry writes about
his attachment to all things Marist in extended poetic correspondence.
He has great respect for Saint Marcellin Champagnat and the Marist history,
charisma, and influence on his life. Brother Henry Charles and Brother
Paul Ambrose come in for deep gratitude, the former who “was everywhere
and knew everything” and the latter who impressed with “All we take
with us to heaven is the good that we do.” And there is the memory of
Brother Abelus: “What a magnificent man he was!”
Gerry sees Marists All as a charismatic way of learning of others and
maintaining the solidarity of brotherhood. He encourages us to be involved
in the field of life rather than in the bleachers; he especially encourages
us to second the work of the Marist Brothers. (664 Scenic Road (Box
5157), Weirs NH 03246; 603-366-4168)
From JOHN (James Austin) McALEER (’42): When I read Donald
Ryan’s (Joel Matthew ’42) short entry in the August issue of M.A., I
called him in New Jersey. I discovered for the first time that he left
the order in 1958, the year after I did. Donald had to fill me in on
41 years of stuff. He promises to write to M.A. at greater length soon.
In early August Ruth and I flew to Chicagoland for nine days. We stayed
in the city for a few days with our son Sean who is teaching philosophy
courses at Elmhurst College and at National Lewis University - also
painting houses - while finishing his dissertation for a PhD fromSyracuse.
While in the windy city I had a long chat on the phone with Br. Alfred
George who was at the Marist High residence. I taught with him at CCHS
in Wheeling in 1952-53. Same pleasant voice, same easy laugh! He was
in town for a short time preaching in churches (!) raising money for
Ruth and I spent the bulk of our short vacation with friends in Lake
Bluff about 30 miles north of the Loop where we raised our family. From
there we drove up to Milwaukee one evening and had dinner at the home
of Bill Murphy (Joseph William ’40) and his wife Sandy. I hadn’t seen
Bill for about 25 years; we had a lot to catch up on. While admiring
the art in Bill’s home, I spotted a plaque on the wall. I would like
to share the content with you: “1999 Impact Award given to William J.
Murphy, whose wisdom and leadership has dramatically affected the greater
Milwaukee community.” Bill did not like the idea, but I copied the wording
in spite of him. I continue to enjoy correspondence with a number of
GMC people who responded to my initial entry in Marists All. (8700 Metcalf,
#102, Overland Park KS 66212; email@example.com)
From WILLIAM (David Marcellin) QUINN (’44): April
15th was one of those days in my lifetime that I will never forget,
leaving JFK for Rome for the canonization of Father Champagnat with
a great group of people. The next few days flew by so quickly, over
too soon. The account by Joan and Jeptha Lanning tells the story very
well. The most moving day was the day of the Mass at St. Paul’s. To
see, hear, and be with all four of the branches of the Marist Family.
That was it for me.
I sold my house about for years ago and bought a two-bedroom co-op.
All my windows look to NYC, what a view. I still do sacristy work in
our parish church five days a week. (142-15 26th Avenue (#6C), Flushing
NY 11354-1759; 718-353-5304)
From BOB (Joseph Kevin) COLLINS (’56): Overdue greetings
from Farmingville, Long Island. Congratulations to my Tyngsboro classmates
on the 45th celebration of their Marist vocations. You have stood the
test of time well, Brothers. God bless you all!
I retired fifteen months ago after 27 years as a steamfitter. I developed
asbestosis; my doctor’s advice was to “get out and enjoy living.” I
remain very active in Alcoholics Anonymous and in the Matt Talbot retreat
movement. Being a “beach bum” since my early days at Rockaway Beach,
I’m almost a daily walker along the beaches of Fire Island. At the moment
I’m coordinating an October/November A.A. state convention in Hawaii
(more beach time!); there are about 100 registered from Suffolk County.
Sobriety has been a marvelous adventure! I recently celebrated 25 years
in recovery. God has led me on an awesome journey that has been beyond
my wildest dreams. Thank you for your dedication to Marists All.(1 Kimberly
Avenue, Farmingville NY 11738; 516-736-1724
From BR. DOMINIC O’BRIEN (’52): I’ve enjoyed getting
Marists All, and I read it ASAP from cover to cover. Many of the names
are not familiar to me since I’ve been somewhat out on my own for the
past 30 years. I moved into full time parish ministry in ’69 and have
worked in youth ministry in the Archdioceses of Newark and Hartford
and in the dioceses in Kentucky and in Oklahoma. And then God blessed
me with my present position as Director of Christian Formation at St.
Catherine’s in Orange Park, Florida.
The parish is quite ahead of its time. There are more than 3400 families.
Talk about size! Think of 150 in first Eucharist, 110 in Confirmation,
almost 1000 children in religious education programs. Think of hundreds
of adults in other education programs and of 50 young adults meeting
weekly for spiritual nourishment. Think of a parish mission with over
1000 people in attendance two years in a row. This year we’ll have two
All of this is my responsibility. I have a full time secretary, a principal
who handles the elementary and junior high programs, and a small faith
community coordinator, all of whom are on salary. I have a volunteer
director of the pre-school program also. Our professional staff includes
a director of social ministry, a director of liturgy, a director of
stewardship, and a parish administrator. We co-sponsor an elementary
school with two other parishes.
I cover the religious education programs of the youth ministry 10th
through 12th. My favorite activity is RCIA, a program that has had about
40 people come into the Church each of the past two years. I think that
says something about the vitality of the parish. On our registration
form a person can sign for any of 100 different activities. We are trying
to become a full stewardship parish, as the director of stewardship
makes sure the find something for everyone to do. Some of our doctors
and dentists go to Haiti and to the Dominican Republic. We encourage
tithing; 15% of our Sunday collection goes to charity.
We have two diocesan priests, one is part-time Navy; the others are
Italian, Indian, and Irish - five in all. The parish makeup is quite
ethnically mixed. One Sunday Mass is in Spanish. There is a monthly
Mass in French and another in Italian. About 50% of the parish is active
or retired military.
I have never been so happy in ministry. I have wonderful community
here, but I do miss Marist community. Unfortunately most Marist Brothers’activities
conflict with regular parish activity. I hope to have someone to look
after things next June so that I can get up to Marist College. P.S.
The idea of a GMC picnic in Florida has appeal.(1649 Kingsley Avenue,
Orange Park FL 32073; 904-264-0577 ex 322; 904-317-5070)
Would you believe, we still have in hand, waiting for publication,
correspondence from nineteen people; most of that material consists
of short notes, only one item exceeding a half page. We promise to get
all of this into our next issue. Sorry for the unavoidable delay.
Please do not think that no one could possibly be interested in your
more extended stories. There is much evidence to the contrary. We still
look to every mail delivery for the thoughts, news, and stories you
have to share with all of us.
Gus Nolan, 50 South Randolph Avenue, Poughkeepsie NY 12601;
(After 1-1-2000: 737 Bella Vista, Edgewater FL 32141)
David Kammer, 476 La Playa, Edgewater FL 32141; 904-426-6349.