Wednesday, March 10, 2010
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Aloha Peter Carlisle...Your Honor, Sir
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Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Stan Brown! Hi!!
Stan writes:
With respect to Memory Lane topics, the mind boggles:
- Safety Patrol: eating lunch in the bookroom and telling 'dirty' jokes not realizing Ms. Blumquist was lurking in the stacks waiting to narc on us, for which we were demoted (does this episode ring a bell, Irene?);
- Troop Seven: countless moments of death defying lunacy with explosive devices all in the context of a paramilitary organization;
- Thanks for the Mammaries: remember the striking resemblance between Mrs. Duff's front end and the front bumper of her 1958 Cadillac?; and
- Times have Changed: back to Safety Patrol, can you imagine a parent today allowing their child to be responsible for crossing other people's children on a busy road?
With respect to Memory Lane topics, the mind boggles:
- Safety Patrol: eating lunch in the bookroom and telling 'dirty' jokes not realizing Ms. Blumquist was lurking in the stacks waiting to narc on us, for which we were demoted (does this episode ring a bell, Irene?);
- Troop Seven: countless moments of death defying lunacy with explosive devices all in the context of a paramilitary organization;
- Thanks for the Mammaries: remember the striking resemblance between Mrs. Duff's front end and the front bumper of her 1958 Cadillac?; and
- Times have Changed: back to Safety Patrol, can you imagine a parent today allowing their child to be responsible for crossing other people's children on a busy road?
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Hello, Judy Schoneman Beirne
Hi! My husband, Marty and I have four grown sons and two grandchildren. We live in Naperville, IL, a western suburb of Chicago. I am currently teaching second grade, maintaining our school's website and co-directing a Christian youth puppet ministry at our church. I am having a great time reconnecting with classmates that I never thought would remember "little 'ol me"! I am looking forward to seeing Ridgewood friends at the Willard and RHS reunion in October!
Welcome David Smith
David Writes:
I’m enjoying catching up with all these friends from the past. Here’s a short update of the past 40 years for me. My family moved to Tennessee the summer of 1970. I’ve barely seen RWD since. I went to Lafayette College, majored in English. Without a clear vision of life paths or goals, I moved to Michigan with friends to explore some possibilities. Three years later I decided to try medical school. So back to college for a year of sciences, then work for a year, then to Memphis for six years for med school, internship, and a year working ERs and general practice in rural west TN. In 1985 I moved to Nashville for a residency and fellowship in anesthesiology at Vanderbilt. What I might have been finished in 10 years after high school I stretched out to 18. By then I had worked in hospitals, year-round camps for school kids, at a book distributor, and helped with Peace Core Training. I stayed on the anesthesia faculty at Vanderbilt for over four years then joined a private anesthesia group in Nashville with whom I’ve worked for the past 18 years in several local hospitals.
In 1987 I married Denise O’Malley, a first generation American of, as you can guess, Irish parents. She grew up on Long Island and had lived most of her adult life in south FL. Her dad worked for Pan Am (then Delta) so she spent her summers with her grandparents and cousins in Dublin. Dublin is as much home for her as NY. We later benefited from airline stand-by passes and access to the back pages of Pan Am’s and Delta’s resevation systems for family vacations. We have raised two boys, Patrick and Aidan, now 22 and 18 years old and both with wide ranging interests. Both are in college this fall, Pat a senior and Aidan a freshman. How oddly sweet having all this RHS reunion business appear during my son’s senior year in high school. Both boys have been busy in a variety of activities: a bunch of sports, drumline, jazz band, travel. I’ve grown weaker in the bleachers watching my kids grow stronger on the fields.
I’ve happily spent much of my time and energy on family and work. With both boys now sort of out of the house (Pat is in college in Nashville this year), I’m gearing up to spend my time in other directions. I figure I’ll catch up on some old things like hiking and bird watching (thank you Jane Eliason), painting, and singing. Work on some new things like becoming proficient with my computer or build something bigger to sail in than my 14 foot dinghy (thanks for the inspiration John Poor.) Perhaps school or penny whistle. I know I’m an optimist from trying to grow flowers in Nashville’s muggy summers. Denise and I have worked a bit, actually Denise has made a small business out of it, with some cottages in NW Florida in an area known as the “red-neck riviera.” While necks are red from at least the sun, the beaches are snowy white and the water clear and green. No oil near us. We’ll likely spend more time there now that we are less constrained with school calendars.
I’m looking forward to being in RWD in October and seeing all who can make it there. I’m looking forward to the Willard ’64 part the most. For those who can’t make it to Ridgewood. I am enjoying catching up with all your messages. I think of our journeys as a great collective adventure.
I’m enjoying catching up with all these friends from the past. Here’s a short update of the past 40 years for me. My family moved to Tennessee the summer of 1970. I’ve barely seen RWD since. I went to Lafayette College, majored in English. Without a clear vision of life paths or goals, I moved to Michigan with friends to explore some possibilities. Three years later I decided to try medical school. So back to college for a year of sciences, then work for a year, then to Memphis for six years for med school, internship, and a year working ERs and general practice in rural west TN. In 1985 I moved to Nashville for a residency and fellowship in anesthesiology at Vanderbilt. What I might have been finished in 10 years after high school I stretched out to 18. By then I had worked in hospitals, year-round camps for school kids, at a book distributor, and helped with Peace Core Training. I stayed on the anesthesia faculty at Vanderbilt for over four years then joined a private anesthesia group in Nashville with whom I’ve worked for the past 18 years in several local hospitals.
In 1987 I married Denise O’Malley, a first generation American of, as you can guess, Irish parents. She grew up on Long Island and had lived most of her adult life in south FL. Her dad worked for Pan Am (then Delta) so she spent her summers with her grandparents and cousins in Dublin. Dublin is as much home for her as NY. We later benefited from airline stand-by passes and access to the back pages of Pan Am’s and Delta’s resevation systems for family vacations. We have raised two boys, Patrick and Aidan, now 22 and 18 years old and both with wide ranging interests. Both are in college this fall, Pat a senior and Aidan a freshman. How oddly sweet having all this RHS reunion business appear during my son’s senior year in high school. Both boys have been busy in a variety of activities: a bunch of sports, drumline, jazz band, travel. I’ve grown weaker in the bleachers watching my kids grow stronger on the fields.
I’ve happily spent much of my time and energy on family and work. With both boys now sort of out of the house (Pat is in college in Nashville this year), I’m gearing up to spend my time in other directions. I figure I’ll catch up on some old things like hiking and bird watching (thank you Jane Eliason), painting, and singing. Work on some new things like becoming proficient with my computer or build something bigger to sail in than my 14 foot dinghy (thanks for the inspiration John Poor.) Perhaps school or penny whistle. I know I’m an optimist from trying to grow flowers in Nashville’s muggy summers. Denise and I have worked a bit, actually Denise has made a small business out of it, with some cottages in NW Florida in an area known as the “red-neck riviera.” While necks are red from at least the sun, the beaches are snowy white and the water clear and green. No oil near us. We’ll likely spend more time there now that we are less constrained with school calendars.
I’m looking forward to being in RWD in October and seeing all who can make it there. I’m looking forward to the Willard ’64 part the most. For those who can’t make it to Ridgewood. I am enjoying catching up with all your messages. I think of our journeys as a great collective adventure.
Hello, Irene Nagy Talerico
Never coming to a consensus with my parents about where I should go to college, they decided the only way to be rid of me was to retire and move to Florida, which left me homeless on the streets of Ridgewood. But I had bigger things in mind, so off to the city I went, hoping to find a nice warm cardboard box to set up house in. It was an especially cold winter, though, and so I migrated south to Ft. Lauderdale in 1971, figuring a blanket on the beach near my parents would be better than the box. Determined to get rid of me once again, they sent me off to FSU for a couple of years, where I majored first in art and ultimately, partying. Then landed a job with IBM, moved to Atlanta, got married, had two sons, divorced, remarried (now for 20 years). Now, I have my own business as a decorative artist. We are empty-nesters! Love the South, ya'll...love my life! Irene ;D
Say Hi to "Bobby" Elgin
After finishing high school I went off to Allegheny College in Meadville, PA and finished up 4 years later with a bachelor’s degree in math. And in the meantime (1972), the family pulled up stakes in Ridgewood and moved to Pittsburgh – the same town I’m living in now. My dad worked for US Steel and he finally got transferred to the corporate office.
After college I spent a year and a half in the Navy, and after that moved out to the SF bay area to find a job. I ended up working as a programmer, first on IBM machines, and then on Tandem systems. In 1988 I finally figured out women enough to marry one, and in 1990 we left CA and came back to Pittsburgh in order to start a family. And roughly at about this time I also converted from an employee to self-employed programming consultant. For the next 20 years, roughly, we lived in Pittsburgh while I traveled from city to city working as a contract programmer. We ended up having 2 boys, Tom-17 and Mike-14. Actually, they are both about to turn 18 and 15 respectively. Both are now in high school. Unfortunately, after 20 years my wife decided she needed to move on and filed for divorce. So consequently, I am now living in the former marital residence with my two boys. And of course, that implies that I’m now home fulltime, working in Pittsburgh. The money is not as good as it used to be, but being with my boys fulltime during their teenage years is definitely a joy that at one point I never thought I’d have. It’s the kind of thing that makes you wonder if there was a higher purpose behind all this upheaval after all.
After college I spent a year and a half in the Navy, and after that moved out to the SF bay area to find a job. I ended up working as a programmer, first on IBM machines, and then on Tandem systems. In 1988 I finally figured out women enough to marry one, and in 1990 we left CA and came back to Pittsburgh in order to start a family. And roughly at about this time I also converted from an employee to self-employed programming consultant. For the next 20 years, roughly, we lived in Pittsburgh while I traveled from city to city working as a contract programmer. We ended up having 2 boys, Tom-17 and Mike-14. Actually, they are both about to turn 18 and 15 respectively. Both are now in high school. Unfortunately, after 20 years my wife decided she needed to move on and filed for divorce. So consequently, I am now living in the former marital residence with my two boys. And of course, that implies that I’m now home fulltime, working in Pittsburgh. The money is not as good as it used to be, but being with my boys fulltime during their teenage years is definitely a joy that at one point I never thought I’d have. It’s the kind of thing that makes you wonder if there was a higher purpose behind all this upheaval after all.
Miss Eliason
What are your memories of Miss Eliason? Apparently she took her bird-watching seriously! http://www.lib.unc.edu/mss/inv/e/Eliason,Jane_G.html
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