TORNADO ROARS THROUGH MARIST PROPERTY IN ESOPUS
BY BR. LEONARD VOEGTLE By now some readers may
have brief news of the tornado that tore through here on May 18th. At
5:30 p.m. the sky grew greenish-black, there was that "express train"
roar, what seemed like a solid wall of water swept across the retreat
house courtyard, and when it had passed a few moments later, hundreds
of trees all over the property had been uprooted or snapped off. No
one was hurt, thank God, and there was no major damage to buildings,
but all of our roads were massively blocked, and our entire landscape
was permanently altered. The newspapers later said that the wind had
been clocked at 124 m.p.h.
What a strange feeling to walk around and see the huge trees that had
come crashing down while hanging baskets of flowers weren't even blown
off their hooks! There were now big gaps in our "skyline" where groves
of trees once stood, and there were jumbled piles of trees in the woods
no matter what direction one might look. Even stranger was the discovery
that north and south of us (including the area around the mansion),
there was no damage at all!
Crews of 20-30 men have been working steadily since the 23rd to clear
the roads and cut up the 117 trees that have had to be removed. That
will cost 50 thousand. Everyone who came to Larry Hanshumaker's funeral
had heard of the disaster, but the universal reaction was still shock
and dismay at the extent of the damage, and the sight of the stretch
from the novitiate (the old tailor shop) to the retreat house, and along
the big triangle over to Holy Rosary, looking like a logging camp in
full operation! However, by the time the summer camps begin on June
18th there should be only the permanent scars in the landscape to remind
us of our close call. From now on Psalm 29 about the Lord rending the
forest and stripping the oak trees bare will have real meaning for us
all – and be recited with one eye on any gathering clouds!
GMC PICNIC Once again we look forward to seeing many of you
at the annual Greater Marist Community picnic to be held at Mt. St.
Michael in the Bronx near the Mt. Vernon border at Nereid and Murdock
Avenues. The gathering will be on Saturday, September 16th, noon to
5 p.m. Come with spouse and children or come alone. Bring your own beverage
and a potluck dish for a shared meal. All Brothers are most welcome
to join in. Thanks to the director and to the community of the Mount
for welcoming us. We have been having this picnic each year on the second
Saturday after Labor Day. Mark the 16th on your calendar.
FROM JOHN (James Austin) McALEER ('42): I think you are probably
updated on my physical condition, but let me sum it up. I've tried desperately
to get a surgeon to do open-heart surgery to replace my severely damaged
main heart valve, which has just about shut down. There are great surgeons
here at the Midwest Heart Institute at St. Luke's Hospital, Kansas City,
Missouri. They pioneered the balloon angioplasty. Nevertheless, one
after another, their heaviest hitters, has said, "No, thanks!"
Medical people are giving me a wide berth for several reasons: I've
had previous open-hearts in '76 and '93. The five "grafts" they installed
are still functioning well, but unfortunately three years ago I developed
cancer affecting some ribs and vertebrae. The chemotherapy almost killed
me but it did the job. Though afterwards there was no sign of cancer,
to make sure they gave me radiation as carefully as they could. It seems
the radiation badly scarred my lungs. There is also scarring from the
two previous bypasses. Net result is the surgeons wouldn't be able to
see what they are doing. So surgery is not an option, and there are
I'm starting my fourth week in a hospice program. I'm still active,
getting out a few times a week; going to meetings, having meetings come
here, going to the movies, getting to church. The chief symptom is shortness
of breath, so oxygen and a portable wheelchair are a big help.
If I were 40 years old, I might feel entitled to some self-pity, but
I'll be 78 on June 1st. I've lived a full and happy life. I pray that
you continue your ministry to the GMC; you have no idea how much good
you do. P.S. Recently Bill Murphy (Joseph William '40) came down from
Milwaukee to visit with Ruth and me. We did a lot of reminiscing, visited
some places of interest, and held the first meeting of the Kansas City
area chapter of the GMC. The third member is Steve Slack ('60) who has
been in the area about five years and who made his debut in these pages
late last year.(8700 Metcalf (#102-E), Overland Park KS 66212; 913-381-6548;
FROM VINNY (Vincent James) HALL ('58): Thanks for your continued
interest in producing and distributing Marists All. I do indeed treasure
receiving it, and I enjoy hearing about those who have been good friends.
I can't believe my three children have already grown and finished college.
My wife and I live in a very spirit-filled parish, St. Margaret of Scotland
in Selden. As a Eucharistic minister I have been able to bring Communion
to shut-ins and to patients at St. Charles Hospital in Port Jefferson.
My wife Darlene works as an educator at the Museums of Stony Brook where
classes from various schools on Long Island come to spend a day in an
1890 environment. Each year I have been back to the Marist College campus.
It is always a delight to see Br. Richard Rancourt and Br. Paul Ambrose.
(128 Berkeley Avenue, Selden NY 11784; 631-732-6236)
FROM MICHAEL DEAN ('63): I'm sorry; I'm a weak link.
I could give you some lame excuses but I do get tremendous satisfaction
from reading Marists All. I would like to continue receiving it. I'll
try to find time to write. Please keep it coming.(10221 SW 96 Terrace,
Miami FL 33176)
FROM GEORGE HALPIN ('65): Thanks to your nudge I am finally
joining the many contributors to the greatest of alumni newsletters.
Though my time with the Brothers was brief (l965-71), its impact has
been long standing. I remember a few of the usual contributors and have
enjoyed hearing from and about them.
I really enjoyed visiting Marist College in November. After 30 years,
seeing Poughkeepsie and Esopus was a trip on a time machine. Marian
Hall is gone, but thousands of memories remain. Walking the grounds
at Esopus and visiting the cemetery was very special. Those few years
and those great men helped a teen-ager mature in a way I can only now
I left the monks just as I was entering medical school at NYU. That
was a radical departure from what I ever thought I would be doing. I
think it has worked out well though. I have to thank Richard LaPietra
and Leonard Voegtle for their help getting the wild adventure off the
ground: Richard for keeping my nose to the chemistry grind-stone and
Brother Leonard for his personal help in a difficult transition.
No great scholar I neverthe-less completed med school, a masters at
Yale's school of public health, and a residency in preventive medicine/public
health. For twelve years I worked at the New Jersey Department of Health
running an array of services for mothers and children.
In a life that has had many 90-degree turns, one constant has been
my other half, Pat Hartz. We met at Father Beiting's Christian Appalachian
Project in 1970 and have been growing with each other ever since. We
married in '74 and had our daughter Anna in 1986. Pat is doing HIV related
cellular research at Morgan State University. Anna is a really great
kid; she is entering high school. You can tell I am a proud father.
Becoming a parent changed my life in a way I never expected. I found
that in a very special way I loved and enjoyed caring for infants and
children. Armed with that newly found insight into myself, a very understanding
family, and a growing frustration with public health politics, I left
my job in New Jersey in 1992 and went back to do a three-year residency
in pediatrics. That was my own twist on a mid-life crisis. Now I am
a pediatrician working at Sinai Hospital in Baltimore. I help run a
primary care pediatric practice that works with low-income families
and teaches residents the craft of pediatrics. In our work we daily
see, along with the scars of parental drug abuse, family violence, and
HIV, many fantastic family success stories. I am also back in the school
setting, working in a school based health center at a school near our
Our family life is very busy. Our days revolve tightly around work/school
and home. There is time for little else. One of these days I will contact
Pat Kielty of my group who lives not ten miles from us. Again, thanks
for the nudge; keep the letters coming. They keep a connection alive
that is very important to me, and apparently to many others.(4947 Wards
Chapel Road, Owings Mills MD 21117-3111; firstname.lastname@example.org)
JOHN WESP ('65): John tells us that he married his wife Kathleen
in December of 1969 and that they have three children: Bart 22, Dan
19, and Mary 12. Both John and Kathleen are now retired teachers. At
retirement they moved from New York to Cape Cod. John says that he enjoys
travelling and sailing. In his response to our questionnaire he mentioned
that he sees Ed Jennings and Don Gillespie, and said further, "Mike
Driscoll's death was a shock; I saw him a few months before." (2 Connecticut
Avenue, East Harwick MA 02645-1508)
FROM MARTY CULLINAN ('53): I enjoy reading about the lives
and the families of the Marist gang in the newsletter. I look for the
guys I know first, then I just skim through it, especially if it gets
preachy or moralistic. I thoroughly enjoyed my years of training and
the years teaching in Marist schools as a brother. I met some great
men and a few that have remained close friends for life. Two years ago
I retired from union work and now spend my time reading and playing
golf. Thanks to my good friend Dick Masterson, I am learning the game.
My wife Pat retired this June and now we intend to travel. My son Sean
got married last August. With a master's degree in labor relations,
he works for a union in New York City.
As we get older I guess we like to reminisce more. Here are my memories
of 1950 in Esopus. How about those walks from the dorms to the mansion.
How cold it was on winter mornings and how beautiful in the spring.
The race to see who would get there first. Swimming in the Hudson River,
changing in the boathouse, in silence of course. You really had to know
how to swim in that river current. The walk back up the hill, fighting
shad flies all the way.
Army-Navy football games on Thanksgiving. Skating at the icehouse after
Midnight Mass on Christmas. The softball leagues in the summer. Wednesday
afternoon off, made up on Saturday morning. The hour of silent reading
twice a day, under the trees in the summer. Remember recess in the red
corridor, the beautiful chapel, and the main marble staircases. The
work details: dining room and scullery teams. How we managed to clean
up, wash, dry, and reset the tables in less than 15 minutes is a wonder.
It is also a wonder that none of us contracted hoof and mouth. How many
hours did you spend weeding the gutters, washing marble staircases,
helping Brother Felician chop wood for the green house. Brother Leo
starting physics classes with a joke, or Brother Ignatius teaching Latin
with a southern drawl. Cheating on the Latin 1 exam, taking regents.
The new cemetery that looked so empty then, and is so filled now.
The Dayliner trip back up the Hudson after summer vacation at home.
Flirting with the girls on the boat, the last drag on the cigarette
before boarding the bus to Esopus. How small home felt after the mansion.
Ah, the memories. A wonderful time in my life; not any more wonderful
than other phases of my life, but one I look on with fondness. (96 Bay
Drive, Massapequa NY 11758-7307; 516-799-4593; email@example.com)
FROM RAPHAEL MARTIN ('52): Thanks for tracking me down
and forwarding the latest issue of Marists All. It is always a sheer
delight to read about the on-going events in the lives of people who
have, to one degree or another, been part of my own life-journey. Many
are the times I wish I could chat again with the friends I had been
close to in the Brothers but are now part of the larger Marist contingent:
George McGuire, Harry Henky, Jose Vidal, Paul Bruneau, Bill Byrne, Tom
Scanlon, and Brothers Gerry Doherty and Mike Laratonda. The list could
go on and on. I am always happily surprised when someone I had been
thinking about sends in a few lines as recently did Ken Murrin, Jimmy
O'Brien, Pat Gallagher, and Brother Paddy Long.
As for myself, I am presently in active ministry as an Adult Faith
Formation Coordinator and R.C.I.A. Director at a nearby parish in the
Oakland Diocese. I welcome exchanges from the readers of Marists All
who may be engaged in parish ministry and who wish to share experiences
of adult education. If any are planning to visit the East Bay area of
California, please get in touch. It will be a pleasure to extend the
best of Marist hospitality to you!(1116 Running Springs Road (#5), Walnut
Creek CA 94595; RaphM@msn.com)
FROM JACK RYAN ('60): The mere mention of paring down the subscription
list in your latest edition has caused me to wonder if not having filled
out the recent questionnaire could have me separated out with the goats
or cut down with the chaff! Would I get a second, third, and final notice
as with SI and Time or would I simply disappear into exterior darkness.
Granted that the possibility of this is rather slight, the read is too
good for me to take the slightest chance. (Good guy, Jack; you wrote
in February '88 and in February '98!)
Our youngest son Patrick will be graduating from high school and heading
off to Boston College in the fall. This means that come the great "CYO"
College Football Championship game on November 11th, the Ryans will
be a divided family. After 50 years of rooting for the Irish it will
be hard for me to summon up even the least bit of enthusiasm for BC
Our son Jack has returned from a year of studies in Spain and is ready
for his senior year, secretly hoping that someone tells him they have
an infallible answer to the great query regarding the choice of law
school or grad school or bartending and skiing in Colorado.
Our daughter Maureen, having finished school, is in a Notre Dame volunteer
program which assigns the participants to two years of teaching in a
Catholic school in various parts of the South. She is teaching Spanish
and religion at St. Joe's H.S. in Jackson, Mississippi. One of her buddies
was assigned to St. Joe's in Brownsville and not surprisingly reports
that the Marist Brothers do high school education right! At Maureen's
commissioning ceremony last August I was standing at the Grotto in South
Bend, but my mind was in the Esopus chapel as I listened to the intonation
of "signum magnum." Many similarities, and of course it was an occasion
for memories to come flooding back.
My steps are a little slower, my waist more generous, and when I do
reminisce of Esopus, I find myself gravitating more to the rocking chairs
on the mansion porch overlooking the Hudson than to the ballfields and
the gym. I am running for a second four-year term on the local School
Board. The first term has been interesting and rewarding; it is not
easy to get education out of the blood. For 25 years I have been selling
vibratory conveyors to Michigan foundries. No one I ever meet socially
has any idea what a vibratory conveyor is, but I have enjoyed the work,
and the prosperous auto industry has been good to me. (1238 Berkshire,
Groose Pointe MI 48230; firstname.lastname@example.org)
FROM PAUL MALONEY ('59): I read each issue of the newsletter;
wouldn't miss it. Since last I wrote -- don't know when that was --
I've become a grand-father twice, Sara in 1995 and Ryan in 1998, via
my son Paul and his wife Christine. I just turned 60 this week and after
36 and a half years with IRS I'll retire this coming December.
In September of '95 I had prostate cancer and the prostate was removed.
For what it's worth, I suggest that all over 40 should have their prostate
checked. When I had a physical in May 1995, there seemed to be no problem
with the prostate, but when the doctor did the digital exam, he told
me to have it checked out further. I then had a PSA (I think it was
14). A follow-up biopsy confirmed the cancer. Now I go once a year to
have my PSA tested. So far, it's been zero, which it should be.
Congratulations to all celebrating anniversaries, especially those
whom I know, the 40th: Bert, Rene, George (remember Edgar vs. O. Henry),
. . . and to Lenny who snuck his 50th by me. Anyway, keep up the good
work. I really enjoy Marists All; please keep the issues coming. (11519
LeHavre Drive, Potomac MD 20854; 301-983-0905)
FROM MSGR JOSEPH ROTH: My experience as a Marist Brother (Patrick
Kieran '56) has been a tremendous help to me as a priest in South Carolina
– the whole state is the diocese of Charleston. My time in the Kobe
mission gave me much experience that has proven so valuable. Years of
teaching have helped me develop many adult ed programs, and I am director
of the permanent diaconate program in the diocese. I still teach 8th
grade religion daily in our parochial school. Will write more later.
Best wishes and God bless.(503 37th Avenue North, Myrtle Beach SC 29577;
FROM BILL BUCKLEY ('80): Although I am a bit younger than many
of those who regularly contribute to Marists All, I nonetheless am familiar
with many of the names of the writers. It is particularly great to see
names and news from some of the younger men, most of whom I knew as
my confreres and teachers. Some of the older guys, of course, are "legends"
who were often the subject of stories around the dinner table during
my years with the brothers. Philip Robert and Aquinas Richard, both
of the group of 1948, told me that they had a classmate who also carried
the name of "William Buckley."
I was in the novitiate class of 1980 under the direction of Denis Hever
and John Malich. During my years as Assistant Principal at St. Anthony
High School in Jersey City the brothers sent me to law school at Seton
Hall. In 1988 I left the Institute from St. Anthony's.
The next year I was admitted to the bar. I did appellate litigation
work for five years at American International Group's offices in Jericho,
New York. Remarkably, of the 23 lawyers in that department, three of
us were Molloy graduates, and we had one each from Christ the King,
St. Mary's-Manhasset, Cardinal Hayes, and Lourdes-Poughkeepsie.
For the past four months I've been doing similar appellate litigation
in civil cases at Garabini & Scher in the Grace Building at 1114
Avenue of the Americas, NYC. It's been won-derful not having to commute
on the Long Island Rail Road! I greatly enjoy the writing aspects of
appeals, and I know that I could never have carried this off without
my teachers at Molloy, especially without the two years under Edmund
Sheehan. I'm thankful that the brothers pulled talents out of me that
I never knew were inside. Thanks much for Marists All. I enjoy the reading.
(319 Avenue C (#8-F), New York NY 10009)
FROM BILL (William Bernard) BUCKLEY ('48): You say that you
are trying to identify three William Buckley's on your mailing list?
I believe that I am one of the fugitives you seek. During the past few
years I have moved several times. I am pre-1959 and therefore had a
religious name; it was William Bernard. To "beef up" my I.D., I was
in the group with Gus Nolan and Ziggy Rancourt to name a few. Ziggy
and I have been in contact over the years.
Marists All has been arriving (don't know if I have got them all) but
I do receive and enjoy them very much. I would appreciate remaining
on the mailing list.(26 Brockbank Place, Sierra Vista AZ 85635-1018)
Editor: Does anyone know the whereabouts of William Buckley of the
FROM BR. SUMNER HERRICK ('62): As a Marist I've been able
to do lots of different things: teach French and Spanish, work in administration,
do college counseling, and my latest --- directing the Marist Volunteer
Program. It's a program sponsored by all branches of the Marist Family.
It was started in 1992. The volunteers live in one of the Marist communities,
either with the fathers, the sisters, or the brothers. The overwhelming
majority of them are just out of college. Most of them wind up helping
in a school, though they do not have teaching certificates. However,
they do just fine.
This year we have eight volunteers, graduates from colleges such as
Notre Dame, Marquette, Rosemont, and Marist. Our year kicks off with
a five-day orientation at Marist College, and from there the volunteers
move to their respective communities. This coming year we expect to
place them in Lawrence, the Bronx, Chicago, Wheeling, and Atlanta. All
are in schools except one young lady; she's a counselor/mentor in a
youth detention center in Wheeling, which is directed by Ron Mulholland.
The last couple of years the recruiting has been difficult for all
volunteer programs, this duein large part to the strong economy and
thus the great job offers college seniors are receiving. If any of the
readers of this newsletter would like to receive the Marist Volunteer
Program newsletter, they can phone the office in Chicago at 773-881-6360,
ext 5367 or e-mail me: email@example.com The web page address is: www.marist.net/~mvp.
4200 West 115th Street, Chicago IL 60655)
FROM BILL (John Regis) MAHER ('54): I receive Marists All and
have enjoyed each issue. Began filling out the questionnaire and put
it down to do something that had arisen and so now it is gone! I would
like to remain on the list to receive the newsletter.
I appreciated the time you gave to my wife Elaine, our son John, and
me when we visited Marist College four years ago. John landed up at
Loyola College in Baltimore. This fall he enters his senior year. John
is our youngest; next year college will be behind us!
Elaine and I went to Japan last April to visit our second daughter,
Kathryn. She graduated from William & Mary and was in the JET Program
to teach conversational English to Japanese students in Ueno in Mie-Ken
Province. She met Brother Gus, and Brothers George Fontana and Kopper.
On our tour we stopped in Kobe and were graciously received by the Brothers.
We were made right at home. The first evening we found ourselves sitting
for several hours reminiscing over past years. On Sunday we attended
Mass at the school and upon leaving the chapel Richard Jambor stopped
me and said, "I know you!" We spent the afternoon with him and his lovely
wife Kinuko. We continue to keep in touch. Thank you for keeping us
informed these many years. (63 Eddy St., Norton MA 02766; firstname.lastname@example.org
FROM ED TOWSLEY ('62): Just got the most recent Marists All.
Great issue. Nice letter from Linus Foy. He taught me Differential Equations
in college, and I knew him from St. Ann's Academy before he became President
of Marist College. John Sainsbury was in my group; he had the same problem
I did with not being allowed to graduate from Marist. My family and
I were very disappointed, but that was a long time ago.(28 Revere Rd.,
Fishkill NY 12524-1424; 914-896-7540; email@example.com)
DECEASED: Brother Lawrence Hanshumaker('42) died May 24th. After many
years teaching at Marist High in Chicago, the last few years Larry has
been responsible for computer science at Lourdes High in Poughkeepsie.
His death came of a head injury resulting from a fall.
FROM ANNE CURRY: Wife of John Curry (Arnold Damian
'35) John had been anointed several times; the Eucharistic minister
visited every week. Two hours after receiving the last rites on March
7th John died peacefully. I believe this was what he waited for.
John had shown signs of Alzheimer and Parkinson diseases about four
years ago. An MRI showed deterioration of the brain. John's forgetfulness
was not too severe but his frustration was. He was unable to speak.
His words were slurred. He had no interest in reading or television
because he was close to blindness. His mobility left him, too.
Last year we rushed John to emergency because of his falls, but he
never seriously hurt himself until 1-3-00 when he fell out of bed and
broke his hip. He was operated, five days in the hospital, then shipped
to rehab. He did not respond to therapy, so he came home and spent his
remaining weeks in a hospital bed and wheelchair. I might add that in
the past year and a half John could not dress or undress himself, could
not button a shirt, tie a shoe or feed himself.
John will not be forgotten --- not by me and 51 years of a solid marriage;
not by our sons who remember him as a great father and a greater friend;
not by our grandchildren who loved him and his stories; not by friends
whose letters were of his kindness and thoughtfulness. These letters
will be given to our grandchildren.
Our sons and I planned a simple obituary Mass and burial. Lo and behold,
three priests and a deacon on the altar, church filled with family and
friends, the eerie music of a piper, a police escort to the gravesite.
All unplanned and all gifts to us from clergy and friends. What a beautiful
sendoff. If the road to heaven is paved with Mass cards, John was a
Thanks for your kind words about my being the valiant woman of the
scriptures, but don't put a halo on me yet. God gave me strength and
heard my prayers when I was tired. My family and I are coping very well.
Everything is falling into place.
I will continue to support the Marist Brothers in John's name. His
devotion to God and to the Marists is unmatched. I look forward to future
issues of Marists All.(110 North 17th Street, Prospect Park NJ 07508-1828)
FROM JOE (Eugene Michael) HORAN ('50): Just read the latest
Marists All. As always, great to get the news, even if it isn't always
about our class. Just want to say thanks for every moment all of you
work on it. I'll try to write something again soon. We now have a new
home and a new address. Would you please make the change on your mailing
list. We're enjoying our new home, its area and its community; doing
many things. Visited with Ed Castine and his wife a few weeks ago; he
was at an RV site close to our home.
I haven't heard anything about our 50th year reunion since the initial
inquiry and proposal. We have made arrangements to fly to New York from
June 20th to the 27th and will visit with family, etc. (10930 Collar
Drive, San Antonio FL 33576; 352-588-0179; firstname.lastname@example.org)
FROM ALEX SENES ('64): I received your issue #54 of MA and
as usual I read it from top to the very bottom. Congratulations to all
the jubilarians, especially to Pat Lally, John Malich, James Adams,
Rene Roy, Bill Maske, James Devine, Larry Gordon; their names bring
up so many good memories, laughing together, singing together, working
in silence, skating. I love Marists All. You guys are doing a tremendous
job. Thanks so much. Please don't stop.
The reason I have not written lately is that my life is pretty much
the same. Things are going very well. As you know I work at Jacobi Medical
Center as a Unit Chief Psychiatrist; I really love what I do. On the
way to work on the Palisades I pray for my family, friends, and patients.
One thing that's different now is that I end my prayer by asking a few
friends in Heaven to intercede for me, friends like Anthony Cicolella,
Vinny Colella (my walking partner in the novitiate), Leo Vincent Wall
(who in the juniorate always let me play my guitar every time I asked
on Sundays), Gerry Weiss ("the commander" as Jimmy Norton called him),
Leo Morris (whom I met through Pat Collins and who always had a good
word and a laugh for me). These men are now in a position to really
help me out, and at Jacobi, believe me, I need it!!!
The patients I treat are very sick. Sometimes they get violent without
any apparent provocation. I already got my nose broken by one of them;
may God help him. Sometimes it's tough to do God's work, but we know
that "I am the way, come follow me" does not mean "Life will be rosy
and easy from now on."
On the other hand, I have to say that the good Lord continues to bless
me in every way. This coming December Estela and I will be celebrating
30 years of married bliss. She has been, by far, the greatest gift that
God has given me (and He has given me a whole lot), and my other great
blessing has been our daughter Melissa who is a senior at Penn State
and will be graduating soon with a major in a Psych-related field and
a minor in business.
As far as my music is concerned, I am getting a little more interested
in it and have started to play a little more. (Since med school and
residency I had just about given up playing.) Tom Nolan gave me a piano
and I've been playing with it, remembering that I used to play with
the old pianos in Tyngsboro. (44 Old Orangeburg Road, Old Tappan NJ
FROM ANDREW ZOCOLLI ('66): I've been living in the Hudson
Valley since graduating from Marist. Currently I train sales people
for a major "New York Life" insurance company. I was married in 1976
and am the father of three daughters, ages 17, 15, and 13. I have always
valued the incredibly unique relationships that can be developed only
in the closeness of a family. Of late that relationship has been put
to its most severe test. Without going into details, I am facing one
of the most challenging hardships a family could be asked to go through.
While my hopes for a "storybook ending" are fading, my faith isn't.
My prayers remain fervent for a favorable resolution, and I ask my brothers
to remember me as well.
On a happier note, I have maintained a very close relationship with
Matt Bianco and Frank Crimmins over these 30+ years. We used to spend
our time talking about the Saturday night parties; now we spend most
of our time comparing blood pressure readings. Talk about a paradigm
shift. In any event, reading about my brothers and the direction their
lives have taken is most enjoyable. Keep up your wonderful work; you
still have much to teach us. (122 Hillcrest Drive, Marlboro NY 12542-6311)
FROM MSGR WILLIAM SEARS ('52): Just back from Tampa where I
officiated at a wedding for two former students of my religion class
at Cardinal Mooney High School in Sarasota. I opened my mail, mostly
junk, but thank God and "yeuse guys" it wasn't a total loss. I really
enjoy reading about all that's going on with everyone, whether I know
them personally or not. I feel close to them because "Xt" is in us all.
I'm not a great letter writer or phone caller, too expensive! Ain't
got no computer and the only mouse is in my outside workshop. Happily
retired in the "paradise" of Englewood, Florida. Work only Sunday a.m.
on an island north of Baca Grande. If I miss the boat, I put on my "Jesus
Shoes" and walk over!
My mom, Lord rest her, use to say, "Laughter is better than booze."
(She didn't drink) So if anyone needs a good laugh: I've been elevated
to the rank of Monsignor (Shows where our Church is headed!). However,
I am still known as "padre" to all far and wide. To change the name
of the street I live on, Padre Lane, would cost $5000. That would cut
way into my eatin' and drinkin' and medicine money.
Let me give you another of mom's gems of wisdom, "If you want to have
a good laugh, look in the mirror three or four times a day." Keep Ms
All coming! I wish I could hear through the newsletter from more of
the "Hooples" I was part of!!! God bless us all.(1745 Padre Lane, Englewood
FL 34223; 941-474-5217)
FROM GARY NEIDERT ('74): Like many others I look forward to
each issue of the newsletter, and I spend much time reading each word.
Thank you so much for this gift that you have given to us. So yes, I
would like to continue receiving Marists All. Please keep me on the
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for Marists All. I've enjoyed reading it. Bob Englert ('60) has been
quite ill over the past five years (Multiple myeloma). He would also
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42 Orchard Street, Lindenhurst, New York, 11757. Thanks again.(46 Landing
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EDITORS' NOTE: We have been asked about our subscription rate; we mail
free to all who have an interest in Marists All. We have also been asked
what each copy of the newsletter costs us; printing, mailing, and supplies
come to about 75 cents a copy, about $375 per issue. Thanks to the great
generosity of many of our people we will have a balance of about $1900
after expenses of this issue, enough at the present rate to do five
more issues. Because we have 10 pages of material early, we are now
publishing, you have noticed, the August issue in July. If we hear from
enough of you, we will publish again before the usual November date.
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