ISSUE # 70

November 2002

from VINCE POISELLA, EDITOR: I am so very much impressed - but not surprised - by the vast network of those touched by the Marist Spirit, especially by those who shared a segment of time in their youth -- at Esopus, Poughkeepsie, or Tyngsboro. The more than five hundred names appearing on our mailing list certainly include the canonical Marist Brothers who so admirably carry on the work begun by Champagnat. But the influence engendered by the loose relationship among the former Marists truly exists -- and has grown: from the earliest annual reunion picnics at Mount St. Michael to the more recent Marist Family Institute of Spirituality weekends held each July at Marist College. Add to those expressions of Marist Spirit, the new Marist Heritage Project, the Marist Family Laity movement, the linking of web sites in cyberspace, and the ever faithful remnant of the Poughkeepsie area GMC, and we have something very special.

As you read through this issue, please ponder those various segments. It appears to me that through these United States other groups may arise, by virtue of geographical proximity or relationship by group. Reading over John Scileppi's contribution, I imagined throughout the land small groups cropping up to meet together, to renew old acquaintance and to share what it means to reflect that Marist Spirit in our world today. It is possible to sort for any interested reader of Marists All a listing with regular and e-mail addresses by State or by region or by group. Once the listing is received, an invitation can be made for the first gathering. New GMC groups would spring forth. Think what St. Paul had to endure to create early Christian churches throughout the Mediterranean. Think what Champagnat had to do to create Marist communities throughout France. All of that without technology! Any takers? I will be pleased to arrange that you receive the specific listing that you need. Let me know!

from JOHN SCILEPPI '68: I joined the Poughkeepsie Greater Marist Community (GMC) in 1973 when I came to teach at Marist College. The group had formed perhaps a year earlier, and at the time it involved only those who worked at the college. We still meet monthly at the home of one of the members and have a prayer service and some socializing afterward. The brothers, former brothers and their wives each take turns in preparing the prayer service. IÕm amazed at how consistently we have held these monthly get-togethers over the past thirty years! Individuals have come into and out of the group; some of us have married and have introduced our spouses to the Marist Family, and some of the original brothers (such as myself) have left the congregation but remain connected to the Marists through these gatherings. For me, the GMC has been a spiritual oasis and an opportunity for continuing to keep in contact with friends I have admired for most of my adult life: folks like Richard and Barbara LaPietra, Mo Bibeau, Gus and Liz Nolan, Joe Belanger, Andrew and Rosemary Molloy, Richard Rancourt, Adrian and Betty Perreault, Brian and Kay Desilets, Kevin and Donna Carolan, to name a few.

Over the years, some GMC members have retired and moved out of the area. They have not been replaced by other members of the college staff. But others - such as Ed and Valerie Towsley - have joined our group. They share our common Marist heritage. Perhaps there are others living in the Dutchess County area who would like to participate in our GMC. We meet the first Friday of most months at 8 p.m. If interested, please contact me ( or any of the folks mentioned above for information on future months' gatherings. If you don't live in the Dutchess County area but want to start a similar GMC 'chapter', consider expressing your interest in the next Marists All and hopefully, others in your neighborhood might share your interest. The Marist Spirit we have all experienced may be leading us in forming this type of community.

 On a different note: having resigned as head of the graduate program in psychology at Marist,  leaving the administrative work to others but still teaching full time,  I have published a book on community psychology. While writing the book, I was thinking of ways to encourage more individuals to become trained caregivers for the homebound elderly. As the baby-boomers age, more and more people will need assistance in order to remain in their own homes. I came up with an idea for a volunteer self-insurance program for caregiving. The volunteers would be recruited, trained and placed in the homes of individuals needing basic care such as companionship and shopping. The volunteers could then bank the hours served to be used when they themselves need similar help. If you are interested in learning more of this plan, and perhaps to fine-tune it, I started a web site with a discussion forum at Feel free to add a comment there. This could become an interesting and needed apostolic activity. (One River Road, Hyde Park, NY 12538-1323; 845-229-6277)

from PATRICK KEILTY ('65): In the fall of 2000, before Anne and I retired from the Howard County Schools in Maryland, we applied to the Department of Defense Dependent Schools (DoDDS) to teach overseas to children of military personnel. After a year of waiting, with nothing happening, Anne and I moved to Florida, built a new house in Sarasota, with each of us teaching in Bradenton for the Manatee County Schools. Looking around for a guidance position for a couple of months, there was not much action. But on August 13, two things happened: I was hired by Florida to work for the Department of Children and Families as a Protective Services Counselor, and DoDDS called to offer me a job at Bamberg High School on the Army base in Bamberg, Germany. After one day of talking it over with Anne, she and I agreed this was an opportunity not to be missed. I arrived in Bamberg on Friday afternoon, August 23. Having missed the three days of meetings for teachers, I met the staff at a beer garden near the school! I've taught here now for seven days -- two seventh grade math classes and one Algebra I. The remainder of the day I am a guidance counselor. Our school is small -- 300 kids in grades 7 through 12. I live on the Base in the hotel. My car was shipped last Wednesday and my furniture and other things will be shipped on September 12. The Government pays for the shipping, ample housing allowance, and a very good salary. So far, I love it. The only problem is Anne stayed in Florida. Anne had already started her school year when the call came. We hope that within the next school year Anne will be hired by DoDDS and we'll be together again. Anne's flying into Munich for Christmas and I'll be back in Florida for spring break. After thirty years of wedded bliss, we are together in our decision, although we miss each other very much. (279th BSB, Unit 27535, General Delivery, APO, AE 09139-7535; 011-49-1609-340-0351;

from BR. DENIS HEVER ('64): As you may know from reading the newspapers, the baby Marist District of West Africa has been hit with a number of difficulties. The ongoing situation in Liberia does not seem to improve. The Esopus province withdrew from Liberia and ceded the administration of the mission to the General Council as of last July. A new property was bought by the West African district and a school was to be built in Bouake, Ivory Coast, where there is intense fighting going on at this time. I had been asked to speak to the District Council as it met in Bouake around April 10, shortly before falling sick in Monrovia on April 21st. I do not even know if the school had officially opened for the school year before life turned upside down in Bouake. Please pray for our Brothers and the people there. (1241 Kennedy Blvd, Bayonne, NJ 07002; 201-437-4115)

from MARTY CURTIN ('65): My Mom, Helen Curtin, died August 27th. She had been sick most of the summer. I think she hung on partly because she was worried about my brother Dennis, who was in need of a kidney transplant. He had surgery July 16th. I was the donor, and so far, so good. Both of us are doing well. I was out of the hospital three days after the surgery, walked a couple of miles twice a day, and have been fine since. The surgeons at Stony Brook Medical Center had originally scheduled the surgery for July 30th. When the surgeons reported having a conflict on the 30th (golf outing, I thought), we chose the 16th. I had originally wanted the 30th since I had tickets for Yanks vs Boston on the 19th. The Yanks probably missed me and lost. A couple of my children were able to attend and learned some things about the subways of New York. (206 N. Knight Ave. Endwell NY 13760;

from RAPHAEL MARTIN ('52): Eulogy for Dominick Cavallaro (Dominic Thomas, '51) I have been a privileged friend of Dominick Cavallaro for fifty years. Both of us went to Bishop Dubois High School. We were taught by the Marist Brothers and eventually became Marists ourselves, thanks to the recruiting abilities of tassel-swinging Br. Aidan Francis. While with the Marists, Dom and I taught together, prayed together, laughed together, and shared deeply personal thoughts together.

When we were teaching at Mount St. Michael back in the late '60's, I asked Dom: "What text are you going to use for your senior religion class?" He said: "Two - the New Testament and Bernard Haring's The Law of Love." He continued: "If the kids leave here not knowing Christ, we're missing the boat as religion teachers." That response touched me at a deep level. Over the years I've come to realize that Dom was truly a person in love with the Lord. He always spoke from the Christ-center in his heart. Those who have experienced his talk on Antioch weekends certainly know this.

 In the early '60's Dom and I had gone as Marist missionaries to Japan. What a joy it was being in a new culture and learning nuances of a new but very difficult language. A few years after our return from Japan, Dom and I talked about going into the Peace Corps as Marist Brothers. We wanted to go as a Marist team to teach in Afghanistan. About the time when the Peace Corps was ready to confirm our choice, Dom and I were being moved in other directions. Dom had fallen in love with Annie, the woman who was to become the joy of his heart and the love of his life. As Dom drove me in his second-hand Mercedes to his parents' place on Bruckner Boulevard for the best pasta in the world, all he could talk about was his love for Annie and his thoughts of marrying her. That summer Dom and Annie worked in the Bronx's inner city. That was the turning point in their lives. Marriage would be down the road a piece! On a day in June Dom and Annie pledged fidelity to one another. I was privileged to be the best man.

 Just a thought of a personal nature, offered to highlight Dom's compassionate understanding. When we were teaching at Mount St. Michael, I was struggling with whether or not I would stay connected with the Marist community. I felt that I would betray a vocation if I were to leave. Not only that, I was struggling with my identity as a gay man and had no one to talk to about this deeply disquieting issue. I had to tell someone about what was tearing me apart. After much deliberation I decided to share it with the person I trusted most. Dom listened, was never judgmental, spoke so positively of God's love for me, showed so much compassion. He embraced me and told me that whatever I was, nothing would stand in the way of his friendship and acceptance of me. What a loving affirmation! I felt weights dropping from my shoulders at that moment. Dom held my trust. It was truly a graced moment and has remained so over these many years!

A few months ago I visited Dom, Annie, and Esther, Dom's mother, after returning from studies in Italy. Dom sensed his time was going to be shorter than he had hoped. During my three-day visit, Dom and I drove up to a Byzantine Catholic retreat house in New Hampshire. He told me how great a place it was, and how he loved the times when he could be with the Lord on retreat. His priorities were in high order! Well, Dom, you are now with the Lord making an endless retreat. As I look back on your life lived with love and integrity, I thank you for being among us and touching all of our lives the way you did. (1116 Running Springs #5, Walnut Creek, CA 94595; 925-287-1287)

 (Dom Cavallaro died in late September after major by-pass surgery. He is survived by his wife Annie, son Joey, his mother Esther and his sister Rosalie. Their home has been at 171 Winchester Road, Northfield, Massachusetts 01360; 413-498-2129.)

from RICHARD COUTO ('60): I am now a faculty member of the Antioch University PhD Program in Leadership and Change. We have four intensive residencies during the year at Antioch campuses across the country. One residency is a week and the other three are three-day weekends. The rest of the time I work from home. I see Ron Diss several times a week. He is very well regarded in the K-12 education system of the state and the Appalachian portion of Virginia. I would be grateful if you mentioned my new book, out in August, To Give Their Gifts: Community, Health, and Democracy. In the introduction to my last one, I mentioned Mike Kieran and by inference the gratitude I have for the Marist Brothers of Central Catholic who influenced me for life with a love of learning, planted seeds of confidence in me, and taught me to make communities out of classrooms. I am neither as Marist nor Catholic as I used to be, but I remain a firm believer in the unity of humankind and our responsibility for one another. That goes back to the lessons I acquired about the Mystical Body of Christ and the communion of saints, and in the classroom.

On another note, few people have influenced me so much that I can remember in every detail our association. Dom Cavallaro was one of those people. I was starting ninth grade in Room 28, and for first period every day, Dom bounded in with humor and complete dedication. He remains a model for me in my teaching. (Antioch University, 2424 Trefoil Way, Richmond, VA 23235; 804-320-2448;

 from Padre William Sears ('52): As the poet said, "The tide recedes, but leaves behind bright seashells..."   Everyone who writes for Marists All brings back such pleasant memories to me. Everything I've learned in and with the "Little Brothers of Mary" has stood me in good stead through forty years of my priesthood. (1745 Padre Lane, Englewood, FL 34223; 941-474-5217)

 from RAY BLANCHARD ('47): Rosemarie and I spent about ten weeks working for Habitat for Humanity in Los Cuci. We helped build four houses. Lots of local volunteers came from the University, which has courses that require community service. The local courts also send some people who require community service. On some days, in fact, we carevanners {sic} -- about sixteen in RVs -- were asked not to work so the "locals" could get their time in! I encourage anyone to look into Habitat for Humanity and put a few hours in now and then. No skill required for the most part!  Meet a lot of very interesting people, too. (1201 Jerry Avenue; Durand, WI 54736-1726; 412-625-9209)

from JACK CRAVEN ('48): I am still punching the nine-to-five clock as Director of Education Ministries for the Diocese of Boise. However, I must admit that, at 74, the time is approaching when I will retire - again! Somehow the "love of work" ethic impressed on us as postulants, novices and scholastics has not been washed away by the years. I retain a lasting sense of gratitude to Br. Henry Charles and Br. Paul Ambrose, among others, for this and other habits that linger. (3202 Wagon Wheel Road, Boise, Idaho 83702)

from BRENDAN HAGGERTY ('50): I just received information about Larry Keogh and Dom Cavallaro upon my return home from double bypass cardiac surgery. I found great consolation in the fact that my operation was on Saturday so that if it was my time, I would join the long list of Saturday decedents. I am still very much feeling the Marist attachment. All went well for me. Evy says that God must want to maintain a quiet house up there for now. (3210 Crest Avenue, Cheverly MD 20785-1107; 301-772-1613;

from VINCE POISELLA ('58): I knew Larry Keogh only through the annual Marist Family Institute of Spirituality. What seemed most to consume the life of Larry Keogh was his desire to serve: his family, his parish community, his students, the clients of his counseling, former Brothers and their spouses, and indeed, all who crossed his path. His role as deacon was merely the latest choice in a life devoted to others. Inspired by a desire that the Marist Spirit be a vehicle for serving, he (along with Hugh Turley and Denis Dunne) organized the first retreat-reunion at Marist College - soon to enter its ninth year -- known now as the Marist Family Institute of Spirituality. Larry and his wife Jan served this community of Brothers, former Brothers, wives, widows, and friends as they gathered together each summer to pray, share, and celebrate the Marist Spirit together. His demeanor, although externally calm, belied the passion within. His soothing and caring words comforted those around him. His keen perceptions of others reflected his own longing for virtue, feeling that he himself fell short of his own ideals. The fire in those bright Irish eyes erupted in disappointment on occasion, as he wondered why life could not be better for all. One disappointment he showed each July at Marist College was that the makeshift weekend community didn't expand in action to spread the Marist Spirit throughout the land! He stepped back, waiting for the process to evolve, like the true counselor that he was. Larry Keogh will be sorely missed by this modest community formed each July. And yet, this was only a page in the many chapters of the book of service in a life inspired by the Marist Spirit.

(Larry Keogh died on Saturday, October 26, after a setback while recovering from serious colon surgery undergone the week before. Larry is survived by his wife Jan and his three adult sons, Stephen, Christopher, and David. The Keoghs have been residing at 17125 West 145th Street, Lockport, Illinois 60441-2295;; 815-838-1570)

 from BR. CHARLES FILIATRAUT ('55): In Memoriam: Br. Gregory Avina ('43) died October 11th at the Marist Brothers retirement home in Miami. He was a member of the Esopus province. Gregory was a native of Guadalajara, Mexico. He earned his B.A. in 1953 at St. Mary's University, San Antonio, Texas. He taught or lived in Laredo, Brownsville, Singapore, Rome, Molloy, Esopus, Roselle, and Miami. His favorite assignment was teaching in Singapore. He was director at Maris Stella High School there. He was fluent in five languages, including Mandarin. For a few years he served as secretary to the Superior General, his classmate, Br. Basilio Rueda. Gregory was 76 years of age and was a Marist for 60 years. We pray for his eternal happiness.

 from JACK DUGGAN ('52): So sorry to hear about Larry Keogh's death. During the first three years of the Marist Family Institute of Spirituality I enjoyed working with him in planning those retreats. Larry's enthusiasm and passion for things Marist will always remain with us. He and Jan made a formidable couple on our retreats, for each one knew and accepted the other's strengths and shortcomings. Many of us are the richer for having met Larry on life's short journey. (P.O. Box 758, Westbury NY 11590; 516-997-6547;

from DAN ST. JACQUES ('52): We have not had a good past few weeks. Too many of our associates are passing away. Larry Keogh was in the class ahead of me. He was a good type, quite intelligent and willing to help others. I for one needed quite a bit of help, and Larry was always there for me. Without a doubt, he has earned his spot in heaven. We were taught that if one had a devotion to the Blessed Mother, heaven would be ours the Saturday after we died.

I knew Dominick Cavallaro well. I believe he was at Esopus with me. We went on to Tyngsboro and thence to Poughkeepsie. I believe that the first taste of Italian food that many of us had was when his family visited in Tyngsboro and brought in pizza. Dominick had a great gift of laughter.

 I well know the pain and danger of bypass surgery, having gone through it three years ago -- four arteries and two valves. The operation was a 'success' per the doctors, but the problems that developed after led to another seven days stay in the hospital and medication to this date. This past January I was in the hospital for a tune up. I alerted the staff in Poughkeepsie that I was going in for surgery and asked for their prayers. Perhaps it might be a good idea if we would suggest that our Marist friends notify Poughkeepsie if they are going for hospital treatment. (106 Sackville Road, Garden City, NY 11530; 516-747-4610;

 from JOHN O'CONNELL ('58): A bunch of us in the class of '58 -- Mike (Dom) Apostoli, Br. Ernie Beland, George Conboy, Pete Kuveke, Pat Murphy, Bill Reffelt, Russ Therriault and Vince Poisella - have recently connected. This renewed interest may be a function of our growing older or a new sense of realizing what's important! Either way, we'd like to reconnect with more of our "brothers" from the good old days in Esopus in '57, or in Tyngsboro in '58 or '59. We'd like the readers of Marists All to help us "jump start" our outreach by e-mailing us at We'd like to plan a weekend this coming Spring, near an airport! So, if you were ever in the class of '58, immediately ahead of us or behind us, please drop us a note. (15 High Street, Boothbay Harbor, ME 04538)

 from J. DAVID KAMMER ('42):

As I Recall... My Years at Marist Training School, 1943-1945
(written for the Marist College Heritage Project):

Commonly referred to as "the Scholasticate", Marist Training School educated young Marist Brothers and prepared them for teaching in the schools of the Marist Brothers of the Schools. It was somewhat like the normal schools of an earlier era, more like today's junior colleges. After completion of two years of studies (interspersed with prayer and much manual work) student Brothers moved on to teach and to finish their bachelor degrees part-time, mostly at Fordham University in New York City.

Marist Training School was located on the Marist Brothers' property along the Hudson River in Poughkeepsie, New York. It was south of the city's waterworks road. North of that road was St. Ann's Hermitage, an elephantine wooden structure that housed the headquarters of the American province of the Marist Brothers, as well as facilities for retired Brothers, and -- up to the short era we are describing -- a "Juniorate" where high school level aspirants were educated.

 In the summer of 1943, after completing his Master's Degree at Catholic University, Brother Paul Ambrose Fontaine was assigned to Marist Training School. At thirty years of age he took over as "headmaster" for the 1943-44 scholastic year. He also served as guidance counselor, spiritual director, and professor ... as well as the designator of chores.

At first Brother Paul's staff at the Scholasticate consisted only of two professors: Brother Francis Xavier and Brother Leo Hyacinth. Leo taught chemistry, physiology, and French. Frank did the history and math. Paul covered English literature and English composition. Brother Emile Nestor came in for economics and Brother Philip Joseph for introductory French.

College courses were centered at the historical Greystone building and at a wooden structure about twenty feet to the west of Greystone: it was the Marian building of those times. There were three classrooms: the center hall of the Marian building (serving also as study hall and oratory), the middle floor of Greystone, and the basement of Greystone. The top floor of Greystone was the library. There was no librarian. Library chores were handled as an "employment" by one of the students, called scholastics.

 In the Marian building to the left/south of the main hall was a washroom, and beyond that was the "pullman" where there were fourteen bedrooms, seven on each side of a center walkway. The rooms were divided by walls but fronted by curtains. These rooms were occupied by second year scholastics. First year scholastics slept at the Hermitage in dormitories recently vacated when the juniors went off to establish the new St. Joseph Juniorate in Esopus, New York, on the west side of the Hudson north of Poughkeepsie. In earlier years scholastics also roomed at the Gate House and at St. Peter's.

To the right rear of the main hall at Marian was the office and bedroom for Brother Paul Ambrose, who was usually addressed as Brother Master. Right forward was a storeroom soon to become a sitting room for visiting parents. Above the main hall and pullman were an attic clothing storeroom and the tailor shop run by Brother Frederick Charles. The basement of Marian, in addition to the furnace room, housed the laundry run in 1943-44 by Brother Conan Vincent Dineen. Nearby was a carpentry shop headed by Brother Altin.

 South of Marian were two narrow wooden structures referred to as "bungalows",  one serving as a basketball court and the other as auditorium/storage area -- both also used as sleeping quarters for summer retreatants. Beyond these bungalows was a shale-surfaced field used for recreation football, baseball, flag game....

To the rear/west of Marian was a one-vehicle wooden garage used for a dump truck; the only other two vehicles on the property, an auto and a truck with a rack body, were garaged near the Hermitage.

Of course, the college education of the Brothers was motivated by Christianity and by the goal of Christian education of youth. The chapel at the Hermitage accommodated everyone on the property. On the north side of the Hermitage was a grotto of the Blessed Virgin, and over at the Scholasticate winding through a wooded area beyond the shale ball field were Stations of the Cross, ending at a grotto with a statue of Jesus in Agony and another of Mary holding the dead Jesus. Nearby, atop a rather high mound, was a fifteen-foot crucifix approached by terraced stairs.

A highly motivated work ethic prevailed in all aspects of life on the property. There was reliance on basic talent and devotedness. There was a farm with dairy cows and pigs and chickens, along with hayfields and cornfields. There were gardens and orchards. And there were in-house cooks and tailors. Groves were cleared. Rocky obstacles were quarried. This atmosphere of economy and industry carried over to college administration and studies and influenced great progress in the field of education that eventually led to a full four-year college.

The scholastics assembled in the chapel at the Hermitage for morning prayer and Mass. Other prayer sessions and religious study were held in the study hall/oratory at Marian, occasionally in the pine grove during hot weather. For meals the scholastics walked from the Greystone/Marian area, past Brother Abelus's garden and greenhouse, crossed the water- works road, went down the short sloping hill between cow pastures, and circled the swimming pool to reach the refectory at the Hermitage.

It wasn't long before Brother Paul and Brother Francis Xavier began envisioning improvements. By Paul's second year at Marist Training School, 1944-45, the pullman area had given way to a large, bright study hall/classroom with an elegant statue of our Blessed Mother in one corner. The tailor shop became a biology lab. Brother Paul Ernest and Brother Adrian August joined the faculty. Brother Arthur Xavier was brought in to organize and develop the library. At that time a wooden addition to St. Peter's housed the office/bedroom quarters of the faculty. On the basement floor of that addition was a printing shop where Brother Tarsicius produced materials for college courses that soon surpassed printing for the administration of the Marist province.

There is no doubt at this early time, that Brother Paul began consulting with Doctor Schroeder, having an eye to Albany and to accreditation for a full four-year college. By the end of Paul's fourth scholastic year as  headmaster he had become president of Marian College, empowered to grant bachelor degrees to four young Brothers. (476 La Playa, Edgewater, FL 32141; 386-426-6349;

 from GENE ZIRKEL ('53): The Second Marist Family Laity Conference has been scheduled for Thursday through Sunday, April 15-18, 2004, in the Boston area. All associated with the Marists are invited. Our first conference brought people together from all over the USA, Hawaii, and England. For info, contact: Ann Brown, 10610 East Hercules.Sun Lakes AZ85248, cell: 831-234-8680; home: 480-802-3742.

(The following contribution by GENE ZIRKEL is an abbreviated version of a presentation given by Gene at the Marist Family Institute of Spirituality in July 2002.)

 In recent years the four Marist congregations have been working together in various ministries. These efforts have their roots among the founding Marists. A Marist Father once asked me, "Is there such a thing as a Marist spirituality, or are there four Marist spiritualities?"   I couldn't answer him because I knew so little about the other three Marist congregations. Lately, as a result of working on a committee serving all lay Marists, I have learned much about the intertwined history of the five branches of the Marist family, about their founders and their early members, and about this spirit.

  • I knew that four Marist congregations existed. But I knew nothing about a Marist laity. I was not aware that from the very beginning, the Marists foresaw  "a society comprising three, then four, and later, five branches."
  •  I knew that St. Marcellin was a Marist Father. But I knew nothing about how important a role he played in the development of the Marist Fathers.
  •  I knew that originally twelve men signed a pledge at Fourviere to create the Mariists. But I did not know that Fr. Champagnat was the number two man after Jean-Claude Colin, the first superior of the Fathers. Before they received approval from Rome, they were a diocesan group. When the diocese was split in two, Marcellin became what we would call the provincial in one diocese, while Father Colin headed the other one.
  •  I knew that originally the Brothers were a part of the Society of Mary. But I did not know that there were plans for one all-encompassing society with several branches, and that it was Rome that divided the group into separate entities.

 Jeanne-Marie Chavoin, founder of the Marist Sisters, along with Colin and Champagnat, met often. They originally thought that the Marists would be one congregation with many branches. From the beginning one of the branches was to be the Marist laity. Although the Vatican balked at the thought of such a huge society, the Marists still desired a  "confraternity of men and women of every status and from every country... a vast association including sinners and the unborn."   This confraternity was not to be a rigidly structured branch. It  "could assume many forms, and, where appropriate, might be given another name."   Thus, the lay branch of the Marist Family came first. Later, one-by-one, the four vowed branches -- the fathers, sisters, brothers, and finally the missionary sisters -- were separately approved.

Today, all four congregations are returning to their roots and are becoming more aware of the existence of the Marist laity.

And so, I believe that there is only one Marist Spirit. In their final words and testaments Champagnat, Jeanne-Marie Chavoin and Colin wanted Marists to be of "one heart and one soul." They each felt chosen by Mary and honored to bear her name; they were completely confident of success because they were doing Mary's work; they were obedient to authority; they were patient; they were tenacious; they were devoted to Mary; they worked hidden and unknown; they were inclusive; they had a strong missionary spirit; they were apostolic.

This history impacts on all of us! (Six Brancatelli Ct, West Islip, NY 11795-2502; 631-669-0273;


CONGRATULATIONS,   Senior Jubilarians!

70th Br. Luke Driscoll 55th Br. Aquinas Richard
70th Br. Simeon Gerald 55th Br. Julian Roy
65th Br. Stephen Minogue 55th Br. Matthew Snowden
60th Br. Gregory Avina
(ded 11 Oct 2002)
55th Br. Stephen Wang
60th Br. Joseph Belanger 50th Br. Francis Farrell
60th Br. Gerard Cormier 50th Br. Daniel Grogan
60th Br. Patrick Magee 50th Br. Thomas Kelly
55th Br. Philip Degagne 50th Br. James Maher
55th Br. Robert McGovern 50th Br. George Matthews
55th Br. Philip Ouellette 50th Br. Kevin Moran
55th Br. Richard Rancourt 50th Br. Francis Newbeck
    50th Br. Kevin O'Neill

CONGRATULATIONS, Junior Jubilarians!

45th Br. Ernest Beland 35th Br. Eugene Birmingham
40th Br. Herbert Baker 35th Br. Donald Bisson
40th Br. Kenneth Curtin 35th Br. Br.uce Byczynski
40th Br. John Dunning 35th Br. Peter Guadalupe
40th Br. Roy George 35th Br. James Halliday
40th Br. Thomas Simmons 35th Br. John Murray
40th Br. Joseph Yoshida 35th Br. Donnell Neary
40th Br. Francis Zaglauer 30th Br. Robert Andrews
    30th Br. Joseph Sacino

from Richard Foy '46   While I was working on the Marist Heritage Project for the college with Brian Desilets and Jack Noone, I renewed my interest in the story of the Esopus property.  Since June 2001 I have been working off and on on this, mostly for my own enjoyment.  As the work developed, it gravitated more towards pictures rather than prose, so that viewing it from a web server using a slow telephone line became impractical.  I have developed a First Edition on a CD, and would be happy to share this with any of you who would like memories of Esopus.  If you would like a copy, let me know and I'll mail one to you.  I am asking for $3.00 to cover the cost of duplication and mailing.  Contact me at (717 Washington Ave, Chappaqua, New York; 914 238 8001;

For the next edition I am looking for photos and snapshots taken in Esopus, especially photos which include people.  I am also looking for reflections from those who experienced juniorate, novitiate, scholasticate, summer camps, and retreat house.  All entries are welcome, be they long or short.

from the EDITOR: I would like to express my appreciation for those of you who sent written contributions to be included in these past two issues. You have made my new job so much lighter. I would also like to express appreciation to those who have sent monetary contributions over the last few months to offset expenses in the printing and the mailing portion of this project: Mo Bibeau, Padre William Sears, Helen Tobin, Jack Craven, John Ryan, Casimir Podlaski, and Br. Robert McGovern. Previously, in the spirit of "doing good quietly," there was a tradition of silence regarding these contributions. On the other hand, I feel that you are all still doing good quietly. I'm the one making the noise (gratefully)!

One other thought. I request that those sending written contributions to me via e-mail, kindly indicate in the Subject area, Marists All. I normally delete suspected junk mail without opening it if I do not recognize the name of the sender. Our Marist contributions come from far and wide. Some who are strangers to me may send something that I may inadvertently delete to avoid a possible computer virus. Mention of Marists All in the Subject box alerts me to the friendly contents of the message. Thank you! 

Editor: Vincent Poisella ('58), 24 Brooklyn Mt Rd, Hopatcong, NJ 07843; 973-398-5477;