FROM GUS NOLAN & DAVID KAMMER: This past March 7th we drove
over to Central Florida from Edgewater to pick up Paul Bruneau (Damian
Andrew '51) and took off for Miami to visit the retired Brothers. In
Miami we first stopped at Chanel Lambert's place at SW 154th Terrace,
where in visiting one of the retirement homes we met Paul Ambrose and
Tommy Edward. Chanel showed us the way to the home on SW 89th Avenue
where we had dinner with Gus's brother Bernie, Cornelius, Mike Brady,
Chanel, and Manuel, a young monk from Brazil who is on the preparatory
commission for the 20th General Chapter; he's in the U.S. improving
his English. We slept there at Bernie's place Wednesday and Thursday
nights, and went to Mass with the monks.
Thursday we visited Christopher Columbus High where we got the royal
treatment from Bernie Ruth, who was extremely generous in showing us
every corner of the school. Very interesting setup. We saw the school
in action, the change of periods, the hustle to the next class. Impressive
student body. The visit was a good reminder: Marist Brothers run great
schools. Surely, Columbus is one of them. Our tour included a visit
to the monks' quarters where the garden work of Brother Eugene is fit
to be pictured in Home and Gardens. Sorry we were not able to see some
of the monks who were professionally occupied.
We asked Chanel and Paul Ambrose to accompany us to lunch on Thursday.
That afternoon Chanel led us to Charlie Filiatrault's place on SW 136th
Street, where we had a great time reminiscing with Charlie, Bob Ryan,
Damian Galligan, Simeon, and Fabian. We were sorry to miss Pete Chanel
who is now in a local nursing home. Larry Joe and Louis Dubois were
in a hospital at the time. Next year there will be greater numbers in
the three retirement communities, what with the Marist house in Augusta
closing in May.
Friday morning we drove back 350 miles dropping off Paul on the way.
All of us are glad we decided to do the trip; it was a wonderful experience.
All of the monks were most kind and welcoming. The recurring theme from
each of the house directors was the same: "It is just great to see you."
Clearly the retirees were pleased with the change the visit made for
them; they do welcome and appreciate visitors. For our part, it was
wonderful to see such vitality, humor, and joy among this group of Marists
living in the Miami area.
Now for a word from PAUL BRUNEAU, our traveling companion:
"I had the best Marists All experience of a lifetime March 7 through
9th. David and Gus and I spent some quality time with both active and
retired Brothers in Miami. On the first day we enjoyed the warm welcome
of Bernie Xavier, Mike Brady, Cornelius, and Manuel. Shared memories,
double Manhattans, and a wonderfully prepared steak dinner reminiscent
of the old "cremaillieres." Great Marist hospitality! Brady, you're
a great chef! At Chanel's place Paul Ambrose and I sat by the pool and
talked about old times, as Gus and David napped! Our late afternoon
visit with Charlie Filiatrault, Damian Victor, Bobby Ryan,
Fabian, and Simeon was so warm, nostalgic, and genuine.
"By the time we left Miami I was on emotional overload: Bobby Ryan
is in my group of '51 … back came the days at Dubois with Charlie, the
Mount days with Simeon, the great days in Lawrence with Chanel, and
the wonderful days as a scholastic with Paul Ambrose at the helm. We
truly are Marists All! My thanks to all."
FROM CORRINE and JIM KINSELLA ('47): After forty-four years
teaching math, Jim was able to retire in June of 1995. During the years
between 1970 & 95 not only did we continue to teach, but we also
became hospice volunteers at Mercy Hospital in Rockville Centre, Long
Island, for five years. Our next venture for a few years was parish
outreach. And for fifteen years Jim played guitar in a group that included
another fellow and four ladies, including myself; we played and sang
for the 8 p.m. Saturday night Mass until we left Long Island in June
Being able to come west has been more of a blessing than we could have
ever imagined. Sun City West in our eyes is the vestibule to heaven.
It is the most wonderful place in the world to live at this time in
our lives. Jim has been on the square dance board for the past four
years, and I have just become president of the line dance club. Our
time is also taken up with ballroom dancing, and Jim's time with golf.
When we think of ministry, we try to show others how delighted we are
to be with them. Hopefully this will give our dear friends the joy of
knowing how good and loveable they are. We have discovered that ministry
comes in as many flavors as Baskin & Robbins ice cream
. Over a three-year period we had a prayer group for healing; it gathered
monthly in our home. The people of the group had met through our parish
church and through square dancing. We became dear friends. At the end
of the three years it seemed as though whatever had to be accomplished
was accomplished. It was time for all of us to move on. Meeting people
in a social environment leads to walking with them and they with us
when the challenges of life hit. Our hospice experience of the past
has been a tremendous help to us in being with others during these difficult
times. We were even asked to prepare and lead a memorial service at
Luke Air Force Base. This we were able to do thanks to the many years
of Marist life. Each and every day we thank our dear Father for all
the blessings due to our being connected with the Marist Brothers. (23209
No. Mirage Lane, Sun City West AZ 85375-2132; 623-214-8600; firstname.lastname@example.org)
FROM JOHN "Okee" O'CONNELL ('58): Since September 15th I am
living in Maine and serving as superintendent for the Wiscasset Schools.
I retired from a Maryland system as of October 1st. Wiscasset is called
"The Prettiest Village in Maine." All the lakes and "ponds" remind me
of my canoeing day of some 35 years ago with fellow "paddlers" on life's
journey: Joe DiBenedetto, Bill Maloney (with whom I'm still in regular
contact), Dave Murphy, Russ Therreault, and of course Tim Dooley and
Bob Englert; may the latter two rest in peace. Past issues have reached
me through postal forwarding. Thanks! (15 High Street, Boothbay Harbor
ME 05438; John_Oconnell@wiscasset.k12.me.us)
FROM THOMAS NG ('62): I have just read the latest
issue of the newsletter and am very impressed with the new format and
web style. Three cheers for the editorial team! Every time I read Marists
All there has been some new discovery. This time I have been rewarded
with the letter from Joe Kung from Hong Kong. I met him about ten years
ago when he came to Singapore. He was as jovial as he was in Tyngsboro.
I wish to express my joy at the new expansion of the Greater Marist
Community! Thank you for the work you devote to the Marist newsletter.(Blk
564, #13-428, Hougang Street 51, Singapore 530564; ngsoonlee@hotmail)
DECEASED Brother Leonard Alphonse Voegtle ('50) died
Saturday, March 31st, at 6 p.m. at Benedictine Hospital in Kingston,
New York. Leonard had been suffering from various complications from
a blood disease for several years. The wake and Mass of Resurrection
were held in Bayonne, New Jersey, on Wednesday, April 4th. Because of
winter freezing at the Marist Brothers' cemetery in Esopus, burial will
be delayed till late April. A eulogy for Leonard by Brother Philip Robert
is a supplement to this issue of the newsletter.
Brother Patrick Tyrell ('49) died February 2nd at Calvary
Hospital in the Bronx after an extended illness with lung cancer. He
was 69. Pat went to Japan in 1957. After learning the Japanese language,
he established Marist High School in Kumamoto. He was its principal
from 1961 to 1995, when he returned to the States. Before leaving Japan,
Pat was given an award by Emperor Akihito, the Outstanding Educator
Award. After returning to this country Pat did development work for
the provincial office in Pelham.
John McAleer (James Austin '42) died peacefully at home on
Tuesday evening, March 13th, at 10 p.m. shortly after the family had
read the Prayers for the Dying. His memorial Mass was celebrated on
Saturday, March 17th, at Holy Cross Church in Overland Park, Kansas.
John's wife Ruth tells us, "It was a long, grace-filled journey for
John and for all our family. We ask for the prayers of the brethren.
Marists All meant a lot to John." At the time of the death of Larry
Hanshumaker, John wrote to us saying: "Without being too melodramatic,
I think it's clear that I'll see Larry pretty soon! Getting real tired.
Ruth's address: 8700 Metcalf (102-E), Overland Park KS 66212; 913-381-
A tribute to John by Bill Murphy appears further in this issue of the
Frank Moran (Peter Michael '50) died Friday morning, March
23rd, of a heart problem. He was also bothered by a serious asthmatic
condition. Frank and his wife Maureen have three sons, Robert, Michael,
and Brian, and they have a young daughter, Yvonne, who is in first year
high school. Frank and Maureen and Yvonne have been regulars at the
annual September GMC picnic at the Mount. Maureen lives at: 53 Hillview
Avenue, Port Washington NY 11050-2826. A tribute to Frank by Richard
LaPietra appears further in this issue.
May all of our deceased Marists rest in peace,
FROM JOHN BRADY ('57): A bit of news: Ray Waters (I think
he took the habit in '55) has passed away recently. He lived in Tinton
Falls and had been a school board member a number of years back. Last
year he retired as a school counselor in the Old Bridge, New Jersey,
school system. He lived with his wife Judith at 62 Leland Terrace, Tinton
Falls, New Jersey, 07724.
I'm enjoying my 12th year as school counselor at Tinton Falls Middle
School in Monmouth County, New Jersey. This year for the first time
the thought of retiring has come into my mind. Who knows, perhaps in
a few more years. With my wife Joan and son John I went to Esopus this
past fall for the memorial celebration for deceased Marist Brothers.
That was a memorable highlight. The Mass, the procession to the cemetery,
and the chance to reflect at the cemetery were very moving. It was wonderful
seeing friends taking part that day, some whom I haven't seen in over
thirty years. Time really does fly.(3 Brookside Avenue, Hazlet, New
Jersey, 07730-2224; 732-739-3911; email@example.com)
FROM BILL (Kevin William) SHANNON ('58): Like many another
member of this fraternity, through a strong injection of the guilts
I have finally overcome the procrastination virus. Marists All from
its inception has been a truly meaningful addition to my life. It has
been delightful to read of the lives of so many friends from my Marist
years - classmates from my training years, men I worked with and admired,
as well as some of those Marist giants who played a role in forming
so many of us. So, it is certainly time for me to get off my duff and
share some of my post-community life.
After leaving the congregation from Christ the King High School in
1969, I finished a degree I was pursuing at Columbia; there I met Diane,
a Canadian gal down for a couple of summer courses. We were married
two years later and now have two wonderful children. Patrick is in his
junior year at Colorado College, very much involved as captain of his
cross country and track teams. Kerry is a freshman at Kenyon College
in Ohio and is part of their diving team, after a successful high school
gymnastics career. Both are excellent students, and even more important,
they are caring people. So, we have been most fortunate. The entire
family is involved in numerous outdoor activities and competes in the
sport of orienteering - cross-country navigating with map and compass.
Professionally, like many of you I have remained in education. As a
teacher, counselor, and then administrator I spent twenty-five years
in New York public schools in Port Washington, Locust Valley, Greenburgh,
and Brewster, where I retired as Principal of the Middle School in 1994.
At that time I moved to New Jersey and tried retirement on for size
- it didn't fit. So, I became the founding Principal for a public alternative
high school for Somerset County. With that up and running I did the
same as administrator for a Middlesex County school for severely emotionally
disturbed youngsters - a very challenging endeavor. During the past
two years I have been Director of Student Personnel Services for the
city of Asbury Park. In this position I have been part of an administrative
team focused on turning around a corrupt system in an inner city environment.
The problems have been numerous, but we are making progress. It was
a shock last May when my Superintendent had a serious heart attack,
and I found myself Acting Superintendent. Doing both jobs for two months
was a taxing situation, one that con-vinced me that the Superintendent's
position is not where I want to be. My boss returned during the summer,
and I am now able to spend most of my time working on the improvement
of the many special education programs in our district.
Some of you, a few years younger, were in the class with my brother
Jim. He married Sylvia and lived with her in Bogota, Columbia, for many
years. However, with the increasing violence there, Jim and Sylvia moved
to Florida recently. His address there is as follows: Jim & Sylvia
Shannon, 4400 NW 73rd Way, Coral Springs FL 33065; 954-255-3175; firstname.lastname@example.org.
I'm sure he would love to hear from some old friends, and to be added
to the Marists All mailing list. The ministry of Marists All continues
to fill an important place in my life. Keep up the great work.(167 Monroe
Avenue, Belle Mead NJ 08502; 908-281-6438; email@example.com)
FROM JERRY CALLAHAN ('62): I enjoyed seeing all in Esopus
at the commemoration of the deceased Marist Brothers. I visited the
new web site for Marists All and was quite impressed. I am in the group
of '62, with John Allen and John Broderick, just to name a few.(58 Soundview
Dr., Port Jefferson NY 11777;firstname.lastname@example.org)
New Orleans -- MARIST LAITY CONFERENCE -- a report by Gene
Last November Pat and I participated in the First National Marist Laity
Conference hosted by the Marist Fathers in New Orleans. In attendance
were over 150 people reflecting the five major branches of the greater
Marist family: Marist Fathers and coadjutor Brothers, Marist Sisters,
Marist Missionary Sisters, Marist Teaching Brothers, and many Lay Marists.
I was a Lay Marist and didn't even know it! And there were others whose
deep Marist relationship I did not know about: members of a third order,
teachers in our schools, and volunteers of college age, a group that
may soon include retirees. And beside the groups there were "anonymous
Marists" living the spirit of Mary quietly bringing Jesus to the world.
As various presenters spoke, I could see that there is truly one Marist
spirit, a desire to think, feel, judge, and act as Mary did - with a
special predilection for the poor, the vulnerable, the disenfranchised,
turning away from domination, prestige, and wealth.
Pat and I were invited to describe our Marist Family Institute of Spirituality
held each July at Marist College. The response of many of the attendees
over the next two days was overwhelming. Our presentation of our Institute
touched a chord in the hearts of a lot of people who apparently want
what we have been enjoying. Many of them went out of their way to speak
to us about it and to ask when the next one would be held (Thursday
July 5th to Sunday July 8th).
I have attended many, many conferences in my time, but New Orleans
was different in that I was enthralled by each and every session. From
the opening talk about the "healthy independence" of the Marist groups
to the presentations about each of the Marist branches, my eyes and
heart were continually being opened. I left with a challenge to my own
spiritual growth and apostolic endeavors.
Ahead I see lots of good things: more interaction among the various
Marist branches, greater use of the talents of the laity in the apostolates
of professed Marists (a goal that Larry Keogh has been urging for some
time), the possibility of joining retreats of Marists and laity. For
me a quote from the Superior General of the Marist Brothers sums up
the conference: "Are you collaborating as much as you can with the laity
with whom you work?" There are so many more persons with whom professed
Marists could be working: alumni, former religious, people in parishes
… from active participation such as tutoring or mentoring to quiet prayer
partnering, connecting Brothers or Marist schools with people dedicated
to praying for ministries. The ways we might collaborate are limited
only by our lack of vision. As our Holy Father challenged recently:
Dream and think BIG!
Many books on Marist spirituality were available. They were by and
about the Brothers, the Priests, and both congregations of Sisters.
They had no price, just suggested donations! We were told that the books
had no value unless someone was reading them. In addition, tapes of
the presentations at the conference were available. I have a set, which
I will gladly share.
We met many people from all over the USA and from Australia, Ireland,
England, Canada, and Hawaii. These included Brothers Leo Shea, Don Neary,
Hank Hammer, and Sumner Herrick. A special grace for Pat and me was
spending a lot of time with Larry Keogh and getting to know him so much
better. The conference was not all work, however. Many of us took a
wonderful bus tour of the area. Some nights we went to dine at the French
Quarter, and on the last evening we held our own, out of season, Mardi
Gras. (6 Brancatelli Court, West Islip NY 11795; email@example.com)
FROM JACK DUGGAN ('52): Joe Woods & Jack Duggan have initiated
a steering committee to organize a college reunion of grads of their
time for October 12, 13, and 14 of 2001. The committee includes Jim
Friel, Jim Madden, Harry Henky, and Joe McKiernan. Individual invitations
and further information will be forwarded to the group within the next
two months. The steering committee hopes to have a great turnout. (P.O.
Box 758, Westbury NY 11590; 516-997-6547)
FROM JIM (Paul Francis) FRIEL ('52): Thanks to Marists All,
I have heard from friends from many years ago. Gerry Donnellan e-mailed
me to thank me for recruiting him in the old days; he found the Marist
experience great. We were able to recruit a lot of students down at
St. Agnes from '59 to '62. From St. Agnes I went off to Lawrence, and
in the summers of '61 and '63 I taught at Marist College. After that
I left the congregation.
The adjustment on leaving was tough because I only had $200 and had
to get a job quickly. George McGuire was a major help. I got a job in
Syosset in the junior high, finished my Master's in Philosophy at Fordham,
and then got a job at SUNY Farmingdale. I've been there ever since.
Joe McMahon spent a few years in administration there. Over at Nassau
I did some adjunct work. Bill Buckley was at Nassau then. He was a bio
professor. Gene Zirkel was there, too. In fact, the current President
of Nassau taught with Joe (Bernie) Woods, and goes to church where Jack
and Ann Duggan go. So that's quite a bit of "All Marist."
I would like to share a great experience I had while teaching. At the
beginning of a semester I usually check students' names, and I often
ask, "Are you related to so-and-so?" Usually the answer is no. One time
recently I asked a young man, Bob Kane, are you related to Bill Kane
and family. Well, he was quite surprised: "That was my father!" he exclaimed.
Bill Kane was Br. William Benedict. He passed away a few years ago.
Bill Kane was one of the founders of Metro-Mac, the first alumni organization
outside of Poughkeepsie. Our group was one of the biggest in the early
history of Marian/Marist College. It was formed by George McGuire, myself,
Bill Rowley, Jack Duggan, and others. We had some major events on Long
Island and in New York City. One of the first events was a very successful
dinner-dance attended by about 75 people. It was held at Adelphi College
where George McGuire was teaching at the time. George helped us get
a beautiful hall there. These events weren't documented much, except
in the Metro-Mac Newsletter. Terry McMahon was part of the group, as
was Tom Murphy, Pat Murphy, Jim Gargan - the list is endless.
Around that time I ran for President of the Marist Alumni, and served
three years. Jim Gargan was on the board, I believe. It was an important
time for Marist College because it was getting evaluated. Linus Foy
mentioned to me that re-identifying the older informal group with the
college alumni was important for how various agencies viewed the college.
That showed the vitality of the college, and showed how it was able
to bridge the major change in its mission from religious training college.
Being able to bridge the old and new alumni was important, and we helped
do that. Today I'm sure there are still bridges to span. I think the
influence of the Marist Brothers was and is quite important. I trust
the current leadership at Marist College will figure out how to span
the ages between the Marist Brothers and new traditions, otherwise the
college could become a "Brand X" college without tradition, history
or personality.(20 Vail Street, Northport NY 11768-3038; 516-757-7506;
FROM LARRY WHARTENBY ('57): Thanks for the news about Ray
Waters. During my first year in Esopus, Ray was kind to me, a lonely
sophomore. Things like that are not forgotten with impunity.
I am still teaching, a total of 40 years daytime teaching, I figure,
and 15 years of college teaching. At college in Poughkeepsie Brother
Joe Belanger was my main language mentor, although memories of Brother
Leo Camille and Brother Hyacinthe still remain clearly with me. Right
now I spend the most time with Spanish. At SUNY Westchester I work with
immigrants whose English needs upgrading. I figure that in 15 years
there I must have had nearly four to five thousand students.
I have been teaching adjunct status at SUNY since my older daughter
was in high school. The motivation was to make money to be able to put
our children through college. Christine went on a nearly full scholarship
to Iona. Kevin went to Penn State on a ROTC scholarship, but dumped
it when they told him he had an eye problem which would obviate his
being a pilot. And then there's Lizzy who is now plowing through her
junior year at Villanova. It is interesting that all three kids started
out with a scientific bent, but only the youngest is seeing it all the
way through. Lizzy came along 12 years after our oldest; I always refer
to her as God's child. She is a child with a heart of gold; in school
her nickname has consistently been Sunshine.
I did dabble in Chinese for a while, but they brought in a native teacher
to our high school. I still remember bits and pieces, but it is hard
to give adequate attention to all the languages that I deal with at
the same time. So Chinese suffers. Earlier when I was teaching at Hayes,
I wanted to experience what the new ALM method was like, so I picked
up Russian as a fluke. Shortly after I latched on to a state grant,
and the rest is history. The biggest problem is the lack of opportunity
to speak the Russian. My high school teaching career has afforded Lois
and me a lot of travel opportunities, the most memorable of which involved
an exchange program with Russia. We will be returning there this summer
as part of our celebration of my retirement from the high school job;
it's time. I'll stay with the college job.
Lois and I will celebrate our 33rd anniversary in June. Our two oldest
children are married. Each of them has presented us with one granddaughter,
and our son has just informed us that we are "expecting" another "still-too-early-to-tell"
come September. Our oldest is an accountant, married to one of the same.
Our middle child is a computer security expert, married to a physical
therapist. Our wallets are still battling their way through the bills
that accompany our youngest's presence at Villanova. Only one year to
go. Then we will have to start putting money aside for her wedding,
or so it seems at this time.(11 Galloway Lane, Valhalla NY 10595-1309;
FROM DON EDWARDS ('57): To say the web site is a communal
treasure may sound a little bombastic, but I don't think so, and that's
all that matters to me. It's really quite a gift to be able to have
at one's fingertips, at one stroke, communication with the past, present,
and future. Past with memories that don't fade, present with the hope
of renewal of old friendships, and future belief that there is nothing
lost that cannot be found. I ask for the prayers of friends, as Elaine
and I celebrate our 30th anniversary this July; we hope to have it crowned
with the birth of our first grandchild in late July or early August.
And we wish "all Marists" prayerfully the blessings and peace of the
faithful steward.(84 Bayberry Road, Cheshire CT 06410-3615; 203-272-7397;
FROM MARIA TERESA NARGANES: Now that you reach many more people
than I ever could, I would like to ask another favor. The school department
in Lawrence is putting up two new school buildings, and they have launched
a campaign to name them. They would like to name them for someone who
has for many years given to the community and the youth of Lawrence.
My husband Francisco meets their criteria perfectly. To name a school
after him would be a fitting tribute to this wonderful man and to the
city of Lawrence also since he was the first Hispanic administrator
to be hired in the city. It would help tremendously if some of your
members would call the number below or send letters to the Lawrence
Public Schools. Many thanks for publishing this note in your newsletter
and on your web site. Attention: Office of the Superintendent, 205 Essex
Street, Lawrence MA 01840. The telephone number is: 978-975-5905.
FROM JOE HORAN ('50): It's great being able to stay in touch
with everyone through the internet. As for myself and family, we are
enjoying a wonderful life here in Florida. Everyone asks where San Antonio,
Florida, is. Well, it's about 30 miles north of Tampa, off I-75 at exit
59. We live in a very active gated retired community where one of any
couple has to be 55 years of age. We're always busy doing things. We
have learned to paint, weave, do crafts, golf, swim, attend off-Broadway
shows, travel, etc. We have made many friends, several from the NYC
My wife Dolores and I have just returned from a vacation that included
all the wonders of Peru. We rafted on the Urubamba River. In Chinchero
we attended a weaving session. We spent time with a medicine man, as
he per-formed his healing ceremony. We spent five days in the Amazon
jungle at campsites that had no updated facilities. We walked beyond
the tree tops, witnessed blow gun demonstrations. It was a great experience.
In Lima we visited the Gold Museum. And we went into Champagnat Park
there. The people of Lima are well aware of St. Champagnat; several
schools are named after him. Now we have decided to rest up for our
It seems like yesterday that our group of '50 had its 50th anniversary
reunion; hopefully we'll all be around to celebrate our 60th. It was
great seeing all of the guys. If any of you are in our area, do feel
free to contact us.(10930 Collar Drive, San Antonio FL 33576; 352-588-0179;
FROM SR. VIRGINIA CONNORS, SSS: Received Marists All this morning
and, of course, against all of my better judgment and the four things
on this local treasurer's desk and the three major things waiting for
me on the provincial's desk, I sat down and read the entire issue through.
WHAT is there about this communiqué that makes us do that? So many others
are doing the same thing, I see.
Good issue again. What a surprise for me to recognize a name from the
past (in addition to the name of Lenny Voegtle). That name is Joseph
Kung. Joe was a friend of my brother Tom ('64); he visited my mother
in Richmond Hill with Tom.
Thanks for keeping me "in the loop." I hope you do get more and more
of those human interest contributions that keeps a person reading on
and on. Just reading your list of "TO" people above the e-mail is a
lesson in human relations!(101 Silver Street, Waterville ME 04901; 207-873-5923;
THE MARIST FAMILY INSTITUTE OF SPIRITUALITY
The seventh annual meeting of the MFIS will be held at Marist College
from Thursday, July 5th (4:30 p.m. registration) to Sunday, July 8th
(lunch around noon). Those who have participated in this weekend have
enjoyed it and have profited greatly from it. They enthusiastically
encourage others to take advantage of it. Contact Brother Charles Marcellin,
the primary coordinator this year, at Archbishop Molloy High School,
83-85 Manton Street, Jamaica, New York, 11435; 718-441-2100 or 718-441-0205
A Tribute to FRANK MORAN by Richard LaPietra
I have been deeply affected by the death of Frank Moran, Brother Peter
Michael, with whom I, along with forty-five others, took the habit on
July 26, 1950.
I knew Frank during the Novitiate and Scholasticate as well as I knew
most. We were both assigned to St. Helena's for our first teaching assignment
in the fall of 1954. Frank's official class was 1D, mine 1E. His quarters
were next door to mine in Friendship House where most of the monks without
the cross were housed under the baleful eye of Brother Director. In
a community of twenty-nine monks there were fifteen of us without the
cross. Oh those halcyon days!
Evenings in the fall before winter set in and in the spring as soon
as the sun had taken the edge off winter we would take a walk after
supper talking over the events of the day, the kids, our latest adventures
with Brother Director, sometimes playing a game of animal, vegetable
or mineral, always enjoying the simple joys of shared friendship. In
the spring when a sufficient number of water pistols had been duly confiscated
from the kids he and I stoutly defended our quarter of the first floor
of Friendship House against all comers on Wednesday evenings during
employments when Brother Director was over in the school interviewing
the unfortunate parents of miscreant students. A smile crosses my face
every time I recall the occasion when Otto, who had confiscated a water
machine gun that was fully capable of drowning an opponent, cornered
Pete in his room. Climbing up on a chair, Otto got Pete through the
Then after two years I was sent to Catholic University to begin graduate
studies and another chapter in my life. I lost track of Frank, only
to catch up again many years later at the GMC picnics at the Mount,
and at our class reunion in the summer of 1990 on the occasion of the
fortieth anniversary of our taking the habit. It felt like coming home
again. Barbara, my wife, thoroughly enjoyed spending time with Maureen,
Frank's wife. We both delighted in seeing their youngest, Yvonne, grow
up to become the lovely high school freshman she is today. Frank missed
our fiftieth reunion in 2000 because he had to go to Nebraska where
his son, Bob, was undergoing treatment for cancer. I know he sorely
missed being with the gang, and very much appreciated Mo Bibeau's sending
him the group pictures taken on that occasion. Fortunately Frank, Maureen
and Yvonne made it to the GMC picnic this past September. I could see
at that time that Frank was not well, but his spirits were as always
good. I didn't know then that that occasion would be the last time I
would see him. He was a great guy and it was a gift to me to have known
A tribute to JOHN McALEER by Bill Murphy
I came to know John Joseph McAleer mostly from the golf courses where
he shone and I was a dim lit bulb. In earlier days John had been part
of a rollicking community with such great monks as Alex and Terry Jones
leading the way, but John could rollick with the best of them. He co-authored
"This is the monkery, Brother dear." He could play the role of a slightly
neurotic provincial seeing Brothers everywhere. He tried to get Big
Gil Barry to superview cheerleaders for the cross-country team!
There was a time when John and I sat around in a very Hemingway and
Parisian manner discussing life, the second novitiate, and where we
saw ourselves going. John was into new thinking in the Church and for
the Church. It was significant for him and became so for those with
whom he came in contact. He was extraordinary in that he functioned
on several different levels compressing different missions. His life
impacted on mine in many ways, and I believe, mine on his.
And there was another significant aspect of John's life that came to
the fore. John was a loving person because he knew how to love. There
were his strong family ties, and later in life there was his marriage
to Ruth. Would that I had the word power to express the depth and meaning
of their love. To my knowledge John never asked for a cure for his illness;
he found joy as he was facing God. His death was peaceful. He still
has the love advantage. He was not late for the forever Laetare Sunday,
the big bash for triumphant Christians.
FROM TONY FRAGALE ('67): I have been receiving Marists All
for the past few years and have enjoyed reading about the Brothers I
knew during my five years. Since you can now send the newsletter via
e-mail, save the postage. I'll give you my e-address.
I continue to work as a counselor at Edgewater High School in Orlando.
My job duties seem endless: director of guidance, chief master scheduler
on the computer, coordinator of the Engineering-Science-Technology Magnet
Program, and counselor to 625 students this year - a co-worker died
in October and I have inherited her students and duties until we hire
another counselor next summer. I look after my mother and sister --
they live in Orlando, too. Mom still works a full schedule at 77. My
son is 24 years old now and still lives at home; he works full-time.
Thus, you can see that my life is full.
I was director of Religious Ed at a parish for ten years, but I ended
that three years ago. It was hectic working full time days at the high
school and handling the evenings and weekends at the Church. I must
say that I enjoy having a few hours to myself now for a change.(4674
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