Class Notes July/August 2024

Class Notes Editor – Paul Capra
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Webmaster – Lou Allyn
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Website: http://yale1961.org/

Class officers:
Jamie McLane  – Co Chair – E-mail: jmclane@profexa.com
Henry Kuehn  –   Co Chair – E-mail: hhkuehn@gmail.com

DON’T FORGET – SAVE THE DATE – NEW HAVEN MINI REUNION – OCTOBER 24, 25 & 26

This simple note from Normal Prouty in Greenwich captures the thoughts of many. It pains me to see so many of our classmates passing. I feel very lucky being on the right side of the grass—and still active in managing a small hedge fund. As a similar-aged man said to me recently: ‘I feel like it’s late in the ninth inning, and I am praying for overtime!’

From Frederick Wright: My wife, Florence, and I retired to Santa Fe after teaching math and computer science at Lakeside School in Seattle. We have been in Santa Fe for almost 18 years and truly enjoy life here. How sad to be losing so many colleagues and classmates. Like my parents who lived well into their 90s — we have to keep finding younger friends!

Joe Novitski sends the following note: Here’s a much happier variant to our recent diet of obituary notices. Jim Elting was our Crew captain in 1960-61. Jim’s rowing genes have clearly endured. Jim’s daughter Kim and granddaughter Teal (in competition for Paris Olympics) have won several parent-child doubles competitions and have twice won the mother-daughter doubles division at the Head of the Charles Regatta. “Take that, Harvard.” [P.S. Jim practiced medicine in Cooperstown, NY – and rowed his single shell regularly on Lake Otsego – until he died in 2012].

As part our valiant efforts to keep our class mailing lists straight, we heard from Frederick Bost who says: I really appreciate the hard work that you classmates do. Thanks to all that, I am happily keeping up with class activities, while managing four landscapes pro bono, attending two San Francisco Ballet sports medicine clinics weekly, and trying to do artwork.

As you know my husband Dick Stewart, passed away late last year. His time at Yale was a seminal experience, one he treasured and built upon throughout his life. My friend Joan Goldfield suggested that I write and ask to be added to the Surviving Spouses mailing list. I also look forward to connecting with Dick’s classmates and other widows, as well as participating in the upcoming October Mini Reunion in New Haven. [Excerpted from correspondence between Ed Cantor and Jane Stewart]:

Phillip Periman writes: In early April, a remnant of the 1961 Whiffs gathered in song and fellowship in Sarasota hosted by resident Whiffs Jamie McLane and Sandy McMillan. They were joined by Lew Girdler, Phillip Periman, and John Walsh. Micky Dalton and Paul Downey cancelled due to health issues. Other remaining Whiffs, Bingham, Ellis, and Pratt couldn’t make it. Our recording from 1961 reminded us of how wonderfully we once sang and made us grateful that we are still able to carry a tune even if in a lower key. We look forward to leading the class in Bright College Years at our Fall mini reunion in New Haven.

Jamie McLane, a long-time admirer of roommate Kenny MacLean’s art asked Kenny about his transition from architect to painter. Here’s the answer back from Kenny: Both activities have in common basic design, proportion, color, often geometry, always using drawing as the basis for exploration. Watercolors in my teens and twenties always strived to be representational. I am much happier painting what I do now, abstract, geometric, and bright, pulling images from my memory. My wife Stephanie has a good critical eye, and the wonderful John Walsh has been hugely encouraging. PS “The biggest advantage of painting compared to architecture is that there are no meetings “.

As reported here a while back, Bob McManus lost Nancy to non-Hodgkin’s lymphoma in the summer of 2022, and so he is well into his second year of widowerhood.  He writes: “As some of you know, it’s a rough transition.  I continue to travel, as Nancy and I had done extensively in retirement. Most recently, I completed what is surely my last scuba diving adventure, to the Maldives. But I’ve noticed a distinct paucity of 83-year-old divers these days, and perhaps the others have absorbed what I had not: Being underwater is great, but maybe getting in and out of a boat in pitching seas with about forty pounds of stuff strapped onto you is not the wisest course of conduct for a ‘well-meaning elderly man with a poor memory.’  Oh well. Nancy and I had hundreds of dives together, including the Great Barrier Reef (before all the bleaching). It’s been a good run.”

Franklin Miles, Jr. died February 19, 2024 of a brain hemorrhage after a fall in Hanover NH. With his B.A. in political science and MAT degrees from Yale he enjoyed a life-long career in teaching and administration, honing curricula, and challenging students. An avid outdoorsman, Frank enjoyed a life-changing ski weekend in 1959 in Stowe, Vermont with college friends. It was there that a young Wellesley student, Nancy Hastings, swept him off his feet. In retirement, Frank shifted his focus to land, ecology, and agriculture. He helped create and maintain the Maine Farmland Trust for over two decades. With his family, Frank wore many hats, both literally and figuratively, instructing in many pastimes from cribbage to carpentry, from backpacking and swimming to how to tie just the right knot.  More regarding Franklin Miles, Jr. from daughter Deborah (Miles) Czech (YC 86).  Hello, Paul – Sadly, I write to tell you that my father, Yale College Class of 1961, and a resident of Davenport College, died in February. Dad always spoke fondly of his years at Yale and was very happy when both I and then my sister (Lisa Miles, YC 89) followed in his footsteps a few decades later. Boola Boola and best wishes to the Class of 1961

Everett Pyatt sent in a link and a comment regarding a Defense News article “Get the US Navy’s frigate program back on schedule”. Everett says: as an old goat, I am continuing to stir the pot for a future Navy capable of deterring Chinese hopes for mastering the Indo-Pacific region. Our navalist classmates may have an interest.

Dear Class notes from David Carr: I was delighted to read Dick Hoyer’s reminiscence of seeing President Truman and Secy of State Dean Acheson in the Connecticut Hall library in 1957. I can confirm its accuracy because I was there! In my memory it happened exactly as Dick described. Looking at Hoyer head down, eyes closed, taking a nap: President Truman observed “That’ how I like to study”.  I’ve told the story for years but always wondered if my own memory was correct. Now I know!

Prompted by Peter Alan Fedders’ obituary in the last YAM, here are a few reminisces from Fred Wright in a letter he wrote to Peter’s daughter Megan: Thought you might enjoy a few memories of Pete from our college years. He was an excellent bridge player. My girlfriend, Florence, (now my wife for more than 61 years) and I sometimes played bridge with him. Pete was often found watching the Hollywood starlets on various TV shows at that time. Pete and I often ended up eating breakfast with a small group in the Silliman dining hall. I remember quite distinctly how he had a unique way of attacking his small cereal box each morning. What we remember from undergrad days!