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ISSUE # 59
December 2000
TIME FLIES - WHAT NEXT?
"Fourteen years ago this month, specifically on December 15, 1986, Gus Nolan
sent Christmas greetings to those of the wider Marist family with whom he had
been in touch, mainly through their attendance at the annual GMC picnic, which
at that time was held at a state park in the mid-Hudson Valley. In his letter of
greeting Gus also drew attention to a proposal that was being circulated, a
proposal "to mail a newsletter to every Marist house in the U.S. and to every
U.S. address where there is a Marist at heart" ... the newsletter to feature news
and "several short biographical accounts, one about a Marist Brother and another
about a brother who is not canonically attached."
The first issue of that newsletter, which became known as Marists All, was
published in May of 1987. It was four pages in length. The cost and chore of
printing and mailing was handled by the Greater Marist Community of the
Poughkeepsie area.
Now we have big news.
There will be an expansion of Marists All.
Richard (Linus) Foy and Gus Nolan are working to prepare a website that will
carry the current issue of Marists All and much more. Eventually at the site there
may be "breaking news." There will be special tributes to many of our friends,
including the deceased. There may be some less known historical items. There
will be lists of names and addresses, phone numbers and e-mail addresses, unless
someone asks us to withhold his. There will be some past issues of the
newsletter. There will be an index of the authors of all articles that have
appeared in past issues of the newsletter. The website will be available only to
those who know of its location, i.e. those with whom we share it. You have it at:
www.ecommerce.marist.edu/foy/maristsall. The site is up and running in simple
form now, already! Take a look.
We expect to utilize e-mail to alert our people about the appearance on the
website of each new issue of Marists All. Printed copies of each issue of the
newsletter will continue to be mailed to those who have no access to the website
... and to anyone else who would like to receive a hard copy by postal mail."
Other details about the new website will be available as we proceed, regularly
via e-mail, periodically by way of the newsletter, any time at the site. We don't
want to drown ourselves in what we are doing, and we don't want to snow you
under with an avalanche of what we plan.
FROM MAURICE LACHANCE ('59): The piece on Francisco Narganes in the
last issue of Marists All was especially touching. I was at Marist College when
Chico came to us from Cuba. Our paths crossed again at a school function in the
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Lawrence area in the 70's. We saw each other from time to time over the years.
The circumstances surrounding his untimely death were especially disturbing to
me as the car crash occurred on the same stretch of Route 110 on which Brother
Victor Tertullian was killed back in February of 1963. At the time I was in the
midst of my first teaching assignment at St. Joseph's in Lowell, having been
"plucked" from the last semester of my senior year at Marist to finish up the
school year as a replacement for Brother Ken Marino who was on his way to
Rome. I will never forget my first mentors: Brothers Giles Lemieux, Walter
O'Clare, Henry Firmin, Fabian Jerome, Louis Paquet, and Rudy Ouellette. They,
along with Brother Victor, made life quite interesting and entertaining! Thanks
again for the memories. Now you have my e-mail address .(92 Zion Hill Road,
Salem NH 03079-1512; 603-898-7231; Moemail@mediaone.net)
FROM JOHN VECCHIONE ('63): This past summer two incidents
reawakened my interest in the Marist family. I was in Newburgh, New York, for
a wedding, and I explained to my wife Lynne that I always wanted to visit the
cemetery at Esopus where I had spent my first year in the juniorate. As we drove
into the property, I found that it looked almost the same as in 1959.
Then in September we were on vacation in New England, and we visited
Marblehead, Mass. Back in '64 I had been to Marblehead on an outing from
Tyngsboro. At the time, I was on crutches because of a sprained ankle playing
basketball. I had slept in the infirmary for two nights, and then was told by the
Master of Novices, a certain Brother David, to get back into my regular
schedule. That meant climbing four flights of stairs. On the outing day I put a
sock on my foot and got onto the bus; at our destination I negotiated a two-mile
hike on the crutches to the tip of a peninsula where we had our picnic lunch. On
our recent trip there, sure enough, I recognized the magnificent houses and the
little park where we novices and postulants had had lunch back in 1964.
After leaving in 1964, I continued my education at Iona College, graduating in
1967 with a BS in Mathematics. I met my wife Lynne during college and we
were married in 1971. Both Lynne and I finished our Master's degrees, she in
Management and I in Computer Science. Our son Kevin was born in 1981. He is
now in his second year at Rennsalear Polytechnic Institute (RPI) in Troy, New
York, majoring in Computer Science. Lynne and I have been parishioners of
Immaculate Conception Church in Irvington, New York, since 1974. Both of us
have served on the school board and on the parish council.
Lynne retired in 1997 from NYNEX after 28 years. Six months later she went
back as a consultant. She plans to retire again when Kevin finishes school. I am
currently the VP of Information Services with EM Industries, a subsidiary of
Merck Germany.(78 Clinton Avenue, Dobbs Ferry NY 10522; 914-674-0857;
jvecchione@emindustries.com)
FROM MIKE O'NEILL ('67): Great job in bringing together this community of
special people. Soon I will contribute and catch everyone up on my dramatic
changes over the last two years. P.S. I have moved this month and my new
address is(12 Edgewood, Avon CT 06001; 860-409-9074; toginc@home.com)
DECEASED Brother Henry Joseph Ruiz('26) died in Miami on October 22nd
at the age of 90. A native of Spain, Henry came to the United States province in
1928 from the international scholasticate in Grugliasco, Italy. In July of 1936 he
returned to Europe for his second novitiate and family visit, and there was
trapped by the Spanish Civil War. He finally succeeded in returning to the States
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in August of 1940. Thereafter he taught at St. Ann's, the Mount, and Dubois,
where he was director of the community. In 1958 Brother Henry joined the
American Brothers in the Philippine mission. As that mission became a District
and then a Province, he served as provincial treasurer for a good number of
years. In 1995 Henry retired and returned to the United States, where he took up
residence with the retired Brothers in Miami. Brother Henry was born Teodosio
Ruiz on March 23, 1910. He entered the juniorate in April of 1921; he took the
habit on April 15th of 1926 at the international novitiate near Turin and first
received the religious name of Mario German (hence his long-standing nickname
of "Mario.")
MEMORIAL SERVICE The memorial service in Esopus on November 5th
drew around 80 people. Br. Leo Shea, provincial, gave a fine welcoming talk,
Father Jeffrey Johnston ('75) celebrated Mass and gave the homily, and
participants said the rosary on their way to the cemetery, where a short service
was held in rather raw weather. On each grave was a beautiful white flower, and
flowers were provided for those who wished to remember and honor a special
Brother. Later the community hosted a luncheon filling ten tables of eight.
In his homily Father Johnston said in part: "Because of those Brothers whom
we've gathered to remember and celebrate today, we have reason to boast … to
boast of the incredible, untold good which the Lord has accomplished in and
through these men. Their influence has been felt in so many ways as they
practiced the 'little virtues' of simplicity and humility. Their greatest influence
was their presence, their listening ear and kind word. They tried to help us and
many others realize how much Jesus Christ has loved us, and how much we
should, in return, love the divine Savior. As I walked through the cemetery last
weekend, I found myself automatically smiling as I recalled this one or that one.
No doubt you have done the same. Perhaps this one was one of our first teachers,
maybe the one who first got us thinking about 'the monks.' Maybe that one was a
'group mate' in formation. There's one of the old guys who told the stories and
passed on the Marist tradition. Here is someone with whom we lived and worked
during the school year or one summer vacation. So many connections, so many
memories, so much for which we have to give thanks. We have to celebrate their
lives and their place in ours. In remembering these simple, holy, sometimes
quirky men, we make them real once again."
Barney Sheridan has written: "I have gone to the cemetery in Esopus a number
of times out of my own debts. To make it a communal event was so much more
meaningful. We all share a common spirituality, and it was such a pleasure to
celebrate it together. Leo Shea seemed to put all into perspective both spiritually
and socially in his brief remarks. I thought the idea of carnations at each grave
and a carnation given to each attendee for placing on a grave was sensitive; that
opened the door for each person to ritualize his/her own feelings and emotions.
As I walked to the cemetery, I presumed that I would honor one of the Brothers
who had been a gift to me. Instead, I ended up doing what was urged on us --
with the flower provided either to honor a Brother or to reconcile with a Brother.
Much to my surprise, I did the latter. It was a spiritual event. Everyone was so
happy that day celebrating our common spiritual heritage that this service has to
be the institution of an annual tradition."
FROM MARTY CURTIN ('65): I am glad to have taken the opportunity to
participate in the Commemoration of the Deceased Marist Brothers in Esopus on
November 5th. It was a fitting tribute to the Brothers who have died. All the
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graves and the names of so many familiar people brought back many memories,
and caused pause for reflection. There was a time when I didn't know more than
one or two.
My wife and I were happy to visit with my uncle, Brother Bernard Curtin, whom
we had not seen for about a year. We had not expected that he would be able to
make the trip to Esopus. I was also glad to see some of my former classmates
and teachers, folks I hadn't seen in quite a while. And I was pleased to be able to
say hello to you, Gus, and to thank you while I can. Our daughter's death has
taught us to be more open to the moment, more willing to take opportunities
when we have them.(206 North Knight Ave., Endwell NY 13760; 607-785-
2253; mcurtin@aol.com)
FROM BOB HOLM ('60): I would like very much to be included in future e-
mails. Mine is: Casablanca245@aol.com. I have a suggestion for the newsletter.
It would be to reserve a half page for a "teletype section." Simple, one line
"bullet points" of greetings and quick updates that might include something like
a job change or transfer, a quick news bite or other item. I continue to await and
enjoy the interesting narratives with the profiles and experiences, but I think a
"brevity section" might encourage those contributors who may be intimidated by
the standard style and content, or perhaps who simply can't find the time to put it
all down. It might flesh out some quiet corners of the Marist world and enlarge
our family even more. In any form, however, you are simply the best, and I hope
the newsletter continues as long as there's paper, ink, and now electricity. I wish
all a Happy Thanksgiving; we have much to be grateful for. P.S. Prayers for Br.
Leonard Voegtle who has been convalescing and engaged in a pretty tough
health issue. He's certainly one of our big guns whom we need back on his feet.
(245 Cook Street, Huntington Station NY 11746; 516-673-8419)
ODDS AND ENDS:
+ Father Richard LaMorte has returned to Marist College as Campus Minister
for Liturgical Services. Father LaMorte first came to the college in 1976 as
Catholic Chaplain and Director of Campus Ministry, and in 1981 he became
Assistant Dean for Student Affairs. Since leaving Marist in 1985, he has served
as pastor at three Dutchess County parishes.
+ Robert Lopez ('59) recently completed a three-year endeavor of writing a 1300
page textbook entitled "Advanced Engineering Mathematics."
+ Following a national search, John Ritschdorff ('65) was selected as Assistant
Academic Vice President and Dean of Academic Programs at Marist College.
John received his M.S. and Ph.D. degrees from New York University after
earning his B.A. in math from Marist in 1968.
+ Joe Strang ('53) asks us to note his e-address, joestran@pacbell.net, incorrectly
printed by us in September. Joe also shared the following: "Recently I
interviewed for a position training teachers on using a software. When I said that
I had taught with the Marist Brothers, the president mentioned that his brother is
an OMI in Lowell. The interview went smoothly!"
SENIOR JUBILARIANS 2001 A.D.
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50th
Br Denis Caverley
55th
Br Raymond
Albert
Br Gregory dela Noy
Br John Alexis
Br Vincent J Doughty
Br Ramon
Bereicua
Br Declan C Murray
60th
Br Chanel
Lambert
Br Albert Phillipp
Br Rafael
Martin
Br Luke Reddington
Br Alphonse
Matuga
Br Louis Richard
Br Godfrey
Robertson
Br Robert Ryan
65th
Br Bernard
Curtin
Br Julio Vitores
Br Francis
Hughes
Br Vincent Xavier
70th
Br Valerian
Doiron
Br M Oswald
Ouelette
FROM PAT McMAHON ('60): Thank you for sending me Marists All. I enjoy
reading about all the people with whom I was in training and how successful
their lives have been. The Marist Brothers' training must have done a lot right. I
have kept all the back issues of the newsletter with the thought of contacting
some of the people whom I knew well. Alas, I have not yet done so, except for
being in touch with Brother John Herrmann the past two years.
This past August I found that I had a brain tumor and was operated on for its
removal on August 16th. The good news is that it was not malignant and that the
crisis occasioned my reconnecting with the Brothers. I was not allowed by the
doctor who did the surgery (14 hours and 12 pints of blood) to live alone as I
have been doing for the past fifteen years after my divorce. Therefore, Brother
John offered me to stay with the Brothers at Manhasset, and I accepted. I
enjoyed my stay there, living with Brother Victor, Brother Alphonse Matuga,
and Brother Ken Robert; it helped me to heal. I am at my house now. It is good
to be back, but difficult to be doing everything for myself and having to rely on
friends to help me as I am not allowed to drive yet. Yet, my illness has taught me
that it is good to accept help from others. I enjoyed being at the picnic at the
Mount this past September. It was nice to see those I knew from the past. I'll try
to write again later. (Route 214, Stoney Road, Laneville NY 12450)
JUNIOR JUBILARIANS 2001 A.D.
25th
Br. Jerry Dowsky
40th
Br Michael Brady
Br Donald Kelly
35th
Br Vito Aresto
Br Joseph McAlister
Br Joseph Herrera
Br James McKnight
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Br John Klein
Br James Redunski
45th
Br Felix Anthony
Br Sean Sammon
Br Brendan Brennan
Br Richard Sharpe
Br Thomas Coyne
Br Robert Warren
Br Stephen Kappes
Br Vincent Moriarty
FROM CHARLIE (James Martin) SCOTT ('50): I missed the 50th reunion of
my class of '50 back in June. Partly my fault, partly circumstances. Two years
ago, before any planning for the reunion, I committed myself to teaching
summer courses at Justus Liebig University in Giessen, Germany, as our end of a
faculty exchange between the University of Wisconsin English Department and
an Institut at Giessen. So, off I went on May 24th, returning to Madison on July
17th. Each of my courses (one in English Phonology, the other in Linguistic
Stylistics) met once a week in a four-hour session. Unfortunately, the Stylistics
course met on Friday mornings, thus knocking out any possibility of flying to
New York for a long weekend. I have heard, however, from Dick Branigan that
the reunion was a wonderful gathering of many members of two classes. Dick, in
fact, sent me a good account of the event by email directly from Poughkeepsie to
Giessen, for which I thank him. Thanks very much also for the appended
greetings from Brendan Haggerty, Tom Murphy, Bob Reddington, and Bill
Lavigne. It would have been a real joy to see everyone once again.
This year has been an eventful one for me. In May at the end of the spring
semester I retired after 37 years on the English Department faculty at Wisconsin.
Over the years there was seldom a dull moment. I leave it all behind, with
gratitude for my good fortune in being at a world-class university in one of
America's best places to live. The department gave me a wonderful sendoff on
May 13th, after which I had a week to finish grading papers and exams, retire
officially on May 21st, and leave for Germany on May 24th. I wasn't gone a
week when Anne emailed me to say that two of my colleagues had died.
Though I am no longer teaching, I am continuing as director of our special
project with Japanese teachers of English. This is the tenth year of the project,
and it will be my final one. Our annual meeting was in Tokyo last February,
which gave me the opportunity to visit my former "students," Emperor Akihito
and Empress Michiko. I was invited to lunch with them and their daughter
Princess Nori at the Imperial Palace on February 10th. Needless to say, this was
a special treat for me. When I returned to Madison, I wrote an account of this
meeting, intended mainly for my four kids, plus other interested friends (if any
are interested, just ask and you shall receive). One of the things I did not
mention in this account was the coincidental connection between my thirty-five-
year acquaintance with Emperor Akihito and my first encounter with him in the
form of a refectory reading about him when I was in the Juniorate in Esopus.
The book is Windows for the Crown Prince, written by his earliest English
language tutor, Mrs. Elizabeth Gray Vining. Perhaps some Marists All readers
who were at Esopus at that time (1947 or 1948) will remember this as one of our
readings at mealtime. In 1965 Crown Prince Akihito lent me his copy of the
book so that I could reread it, whereupon I wrote to Mrs. Vining and received
from her a very gracious letter. Who wudda thunk it way back then!
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Anne will retire from her position as ticket office manager of the Madison Civic
Center next July, which will free us to do some traveling. Mean-time, I have not
been lacking for things to do: the house in Madison and the lake cabin in the
North Woods both require lots of attention, inside and outside; committees at St.
Paul's Catholic Center on campus and St. Raphael Cathedral downtown; writing
projects; and the usual schedule of concerts, plays, lectures, football and
basketball games. Almost everyone else who has retired has pretty much the
same story: busier than ever … where has the day gone? Special greetings and
all best wishes to my classmates. Many, many thanks for Marists All.(4737
Lafayette Drive, Madison WI 53705; 608-233-3995; ctscott@facstaff.wisc.edu)
FROM BR. EMIL DENWORTH ('64): As I read Marists All, I am struck by
the number of people who went to juniorate and/or novitiate from St. Agnes
High School. Yet as I check the Alumni records, the names of these people are
nowhere to be found. We would like to add those names to our mailing list.
Much more than a move from 44th Street has taken place, and we would like to
share these events with you. If any of you attended St. Agnes at any time, would
you please send your name to us in care of Robert Williams(555 West End
Avenue, New York NY 10024; 212-873-9100; fax: 212-873-9292)
FROM BR. FERNAND DENIS DOSTIE ('54): I am one of the Canadians who
did college work in Poughkeepsie. I arrived there shortly after making first vows
in August of 1955. At Marian (Marist) College the method used to teach me the
English language can best be described as total submersion. That has made for
long lasting results, even though, on one of my rare visits to the States, Jimmy
Maher asked me, "What happened to the English we taught you?" You see, when
I was in Malawi, regular contact with old colonial government officials and a
daily dose of BBC World News must be blamed for some change in my English
and its pronunciation. Little did I know that my chameleon-like ability to adapt
was having an effect on my spoken language to such an extent.
Upon returning to Canada in 1958, I taught for three years at a military camp
near Québec City and loved every minute of it. The Canadian Army Officers
could not do enough to help us out in our mission. During my first year teaching
in the English language section of the school, I had two divisions and 24 kids in
my class. Three years later there were only nine pupils struggling to gain an
education. The drop in attendance was due to military transfers rather than my
teaching, or so I hope. The Brothers withdrew from the military camp, and I was
then posted to teach English as a second language at the Juniorate in Lévis. The
community was very good, but teaching was a constant battle. Québec was then
going through "The Quiet Revolution" and English was neither on the political
menu nor that of the kids. This last appointment helped me make up my mind to
go to Africa in 1962. I worked in Malawi until April of 1994, date of the advent
of a multiparty society following the publication of a Pastoral Letter written by
the Catholic Bishops exposing the abuse of the Government. The letter was read
in all churches on the same day. From that moment forward, the tongues of the
people were loosened and Christians as well as non-Christians joined hands. The
Government had to give in.
I lived through a once in a lifetime experience of Colonial Government,
witnessed and supported the independence struggle and achievement, and finally
suffered through far too many years of dictatorship under "His Excellency the
Life President of Malawi, Dr. H. Kamuzu Banda, Founder and Saviour of the
Malawi Nation." It fell on me to be a school administrator through good and bad
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times for most of my time in Malawi. In 1969, I was given a break of six years
as Regional Superior of the District of Malawi which is now part of the Southern
Africa province. On my way to a sabbatical in 1994 I was requested to drop in at
the General House for a chat. It was suggested to me that I return to Rome, after
a holiday with the family, to work with the Secretary General. Being an obedient
servant, for better or for worse, I said yes. As luck would have it, in 1997 Br.
Seán Sammon asked me to work with him. Blessings come in many different
ways in life. I'm expected to be in Rome until the end of the General Chapter in
2001. I now belong to the Southern Africa province where I expect to return in
the early part of 2002. I send greetings to all my friends and acquaintances in the
Marist family.(Piazzale M. Champagnat, 2; C.P. 10250; 00144 Roma, Italia;
fdostie@fms.it)
FROM BILL (William Maura) DESCHENE ('53): Besides two oak desks
made by Brother Peter Anthony, I hold among some of my most cherished relics
a knitted green vest sweater given to me by "Mickey" a.k.a. Brother Michael
Bernard. It was made by an admirer of the retirees at Leeds Terrace over twenty
years ago. The lady made a sweater for each of the Brothers who lived there. I
suspect that this was the one given to Brother Philip John before he died, so it
could be a double relic. It's an excellent sleeveless sweater, a one size fits all job
that keeps you warm without hemming you in.
Mickey was one of the first Marist Brothers I ever met. As younger Brothers, he
and Brother Louis Frederick were lifeguards at St. Ann's Camp on Riverside
Drive in Methuen where I used to go as a little kid. That had to be in the early
forties because I went on "Boys" days, and accompanied by my young (and
pretty) Aunt Peggy on "Girls" days, too. I'm not sure the Brothers were on duty
on Girls days, but I remember Mickey looking cool in his dark glasses and
Brother Louis looking very much "in charge" with his pith helmet and rimless
glasses.
I've always admired those Brothers whose talents were manifested in what we
call the Trades. In my mind Mickey belongs in the Pantheon of Brothers so
gifted -- Berkey, Frank Xavier, Sarge, Mary Sylvain, Theophile, Frederick
Charles, and many others who could build, make, repair, or assemble -- whose
work benefited the communities where they lived. In my experience, I connect
Mickey with the work he did at Camp Marist.
I came to appreciate Mickey during my single season at Central and the years he
spent at Leeds Terrace, where I replaced Danny Demers as cook once a month.
Danny would leave a lot of little cans of vegetables on the counter for me to use,
while Mickey would bring in lots of great stuff from his garden. Being a
gardener myself there was no choice; Mickey and I became great friends.
Mickey was part of an amazing cycle that took place at Leeds. Old Mike would
feed the squirrels as he smoked his one cigarette after each meal. The squirrels
would eat Minn's prize tulips, and Mickey would capture the squirrels in his
"Have-a-Heart" trap and drown them in a burlap bag. This went on without
comment throughout the year.
I corresponded with Mickey for a while after he left Leeds Terrace. I once asked
him for the indian head bonnet that he had at Camp Marist. We often shared our
mutual interest in things indian. Mickey sadly told me that the bonnet had been
destroyed through misuse, but if it hadn't, he would have given it to me. That
was as good as him giving it to me. Mickey would conclude his correspondence
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with the phrase, "Enfin, une bonne and heureuse annee, et le paradis a la fin de
vos jours." And I would whisper, "Le meme pour vous, Mickey."
Mickey gave me four mint plants from his garden. They became zillions of mint
plants at our former home in Methuen. Some of them have recently been
transplanted at our new home in Burlington, Maine. That new home is in the
middle of nowhere and on the way to nowhere. No ski lodges, no resort areas,
lots of biting bugs. It promises to be very cold (our fall fruit loop scenery was
recently covered with four inches of milk). No stores, and very few people to sell
anything to -- just lots of woods. You wouldn't like it …but we do … Enfin, une
bonne et heureuse annee, et le paradis aujourdhui et a la fin de vos jours.
(Paradise - er, I mean: P.O. Box 156, Burlington ME 04417)
FROM TOM NOLAN ('64): Once before I wrote briefly, but I decided that I
had to write more substantially after a get-together with some "old" Marist
friends from my group last July. Mike Nash with his wife Teresa, Jim Norton,
Jim Carger, and I met with Alex Senes at his house for an impromptu reunion. It
was great seeing the guys and sharing old stories. I still have the most hair!
Alex's wife Estela served a wonderful meal. We laughed a lot and had some very
meaningful exchanges about our lives, past and present. The Marist influence in
our lives seemed clear to all of us; we found that it has played itself out in
different ways with each of us - the creativity and beauty of God's grace! It was
wonderful to see and feel it. We all seem to love the work we do as we move in
faith through the ups and downs of our lives. We would love to have a regular
yearly reunion with the guys in our group and with any other monks whose paths
we have crossed. Incidentally, a few months earlier I saw Bob Falisey and his
lovely wife at Alex's home. Had a wonderful time.
I was in the group of 1964 and left the brothers in 1972 from St. Helena's. So
many memories from there: Willie Deschene (my man in the kitchen and one-
on-one in the gym at nights), John Nolan, Declan, Charles Marcellin, Jack Ryan,
"Sarge," Lamassa, Delaney, Jennings, Andrews.
Back to Marist College: The Singing Brothers, Volunteer in Appalachia with
Mike Nash in '67, Vista Volunteer in '68 with Pat Collins, Mike Nash, and Jack
Lehman, sleeping in an old railroad station, kids jumping all over us in the pool
during the day. These memories I cherish. The experiences have brought me
much joy and meaning.
Today I work as an individual/family therapist and have my own prac-tice in
New Jersey and Westchester. My son Tom is a junior at Ithaca College, and my
daughter Jaclyn is a junior at the local high school in River Edge, New Jersey.
Their mother Maggie and I are very proud of their achievements, but more
importantly we are proud of the people they are turning out to be!
Music has always been a part of my life and has brought much meaning to me. It
has given me great joy as well as helped me over the many "humps" in my life. I
began playing and singing in a small bar in the Bronx. Alex Senes and I played
and sang together for about fifteen years. We've played in many different
situations, even many "Marist weddings!" What an honor!
The brothers will always have a special meaning for me. I was originally
attracted to the Marists at Molloy because of their openness and simplicity and
their "down-to-earth" attitude with me. I began my journey in knowing God
there, and I discovered that "people" are what's important for me in my life. I
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will forever be grateful.(176 Bogert Road, River Edge NJ 07661;
tnolan176@aol.com)
FROM MARIE NOEL: The Marist Brothers have a beautiful spirit; I have
enjoyed reading about that spirit in each issue of Marists All, which I have been
receiving even after my husband's death. His name: Willie Noel, Brother Hugh
Arthur.(8560 West Foster Avenue, #503, Norridge IL 60706)
FROM JEROME DALY ('62): Thanks for making Marists All such a success. I
have found many an old friend through this publication. I'll send a longer letter
later.(306-1750 Augusta Ave., Burnaby, Canada, V5A-2V6)
FROM BR. RENE ROY ('60): As I left Rwanda on July 28, 1999, I thought that
on sabbatical I would fully recover from my enormous fatigue. Time for
reflection helped me to appreciate the gift of being in Rwanda, loving the people
and being loved by them. I did recover, indeed I was "reborn" on my sabbatical.
The work I was sent to Rwanda to do, help with reconciliation and thus with
rebuilding the country, continues nearly in full swing, despite my present
position as Principal of Bishop Donahue High School in McMechen, WV.
Frequent contact with 31 of my students now on full scholarship at La Roche
College in Pittsburgh (seven in Canada) keeps me busy. It unwraps new
dimensions of the gift and energizes me to keep on trying to do more.
Looking back, I could easily say I did enough while there in Rwanda. I taught
English and religion, moderated the Vocation Club, several members of which
are in formation in various congregations, including the Marist Brothers, moved
and reorganized the student library, organized the Red Cross Club to clean up the
infirmary and become more involved in the care of the sick.
I made countless friends from one end of Rwanda to the next. I begged and
received much material and financial aid for the school, thus helping to replace
what was destroyed or stolen during the genocide. I moderated a Reconciliation
Group of which two offsprings exist in Kigali, begun by the same student who
began the King David Club, in honor of Rene David Roy! I was involved in a
water project to supply more water for the school. And finally there is the project
of getting scholarships for deserving students of our school. That is a
monumental project that only grace and my stubbornness brought to completion.
The students at La Roche call themselves "Abaroyi" i.e. Roy's Boys. So the mark
of Roy's love is on the hearts of multitudes of Rwandese. Indeed, one could say,
enough. But for "Royi" there is never enough.
Thus, there is a further water project afoot, this time a septic system and the
reconditioning of the showers and sinks. Powers Catholic High School in Flint,
Michigan, and three Rotary Clubs are working on this. We are establishing a
Marist Rwanda Fund to help students in Rwanda pay their tuition at our school
in Byimana where I taught. I am working on a plan to help raise lots of money to
enhance the Pacem in Terris Foundation (which brought the 31 students to La
Roche) or to expand it to include other universities, and thus open up more
places for the dozens of students who write daily asking for scholarships.
Former Contact Member and faithful friend, Tom Bennett, is helping me get
nominated to Oprah Winfrey's "Angel Network" where national coverage could
open the doors to Ali Babba's Cave! Last January I entered the "Body for Life
Challenge" (www.bodyforlife.com) which offers $100,000 to its 12 annual
champions. I made the finals, but I expect to be cut. I'm going to enter again this
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January and if you've seen MEN OF HONOR, you'll understand when I say I'll
be champion. I will donate half to Bishop Donohue High and half to the
Rwandan College Scholarship Fund. I will truly be putting my body on the line
for my beloved Rwandese. I encourage others to follow me getting back into
shape.
Clearly then, my work for Rwanda will never end. Yes, like St. Theresa I will
even spend my heaven doing good on earth. Peace and love to all this Advent
and Christmas. And blessings on the New Year. This is "Royi" and this is THE
RWANDA FILE.(4509 Eoff Street, Wheeling WV 26003; 304-233-8334;
royrene@hotmail.com)
EDITORS' NOTE: May our friends and their families have an uplifting
Christmas season. More than that, may we realize how blessed we are in all
seasons. What a mystery! To be free and yet to be lovingly influenced by the
touch of the Incarnation.
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ISSUE # 59
December 2000
TIME FLIES - WHAT NEXT?
"Fourteen years ago this month, specifically on December 15, 1986, Gus Nolan
sent Christmas greetings to those of the wider Marist family with whom he had
been in touch, mainly through their attendance at the annual GMC picnic, which
at that time was held at a state park in the mid-Hudson Valley. In his letter of
greeting Gus also drew attention to a proposal that was being circulated, a
proposal "to mail a newsletter to every Marist house in the U.S. and to every
U.S. address where there is a Marist at heart" ... the newsletter to feature news
and "several short biographical accounts, one about a Marist Brother and another
about a brother who is not canonically attached."
The first issue of that newsletter, which became known as Marists All, was
published in May of 1987. It was four pages in length. The cost and chore of
printing and mailing was handled by the Greater Marist Community of the
Poughkeepsie area.
Now we have big news.
There will be an expansion of Marists All.
Richard (Linus) Foy and Gus Nolan are working to prepare a website that will
carry the current issue of Marists All and much more. Eventually at the site there
may be "breaking news." There will be special tributes to many of our friends,
including the deceased. There may be some less known historical items. There
will be lists of names and addresses, phone numbers and e-mail addresses, unless
someone asks us to withhold his. There will be some past issues of the
newsletter. There will be an index of the authors of all articles that have
appeared in past issues of the newsletter. The website will be available only to
those who know of its location, i.e. those with whom we share it. You have it at:
www.ecommerce.marist.edu/foy/maristsall. The site is up and running in simple
form now, already! Take a look.
We expect to utilize e-mail to alert our people about the appearance on the
website of each new issue of Marists All. Printed copies of each issue of the
newsletter will continue to be mailed to those who have no access to the website
... and to anyone else who would like to receive a hard copy by postal mail."
Other details about the new website will be available as we proceed, regularly
via e-mail, periodically by way of the newsletter, any time at the site. We don't
want to drown ourselves in what we are doing, and we don't want to snow you
under with an avalanche of what we plan.
FROM MAURICE LACHANCE ('59): The piece on Francisco Narganes in the
last issue of Marists All was especially touching. I was at Marist College when
Chico came to us from Cuba. Our paths crossed again at a school function in the
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Lawrence area in the 70's. We saw each other from time to time over the years.
The circumstances surrounding his untimely death were especially disturbing to
me as the car crash occurred on the same stretch of Route 110 on which Brother
Victor Tertullian was killed back in February of 1963. At the time I was in the
midst of my first teaching assignment at St. Joseph's in Lowell, having been
"plucked" from the last semester of my senior year at Marist to finish up the
school year as a replacement for Brother Ken Marino who was on his way to
Rome. I will never forget my first mentors: Brothers Giles Lemieux, Walter
O'Clare, Henry Firmin, Fabian Jerome, Louis Paquet, and Rudy Ouellette. They,
along with Brother Victor, made life quite interesting and entertaining! Thanks
again for the memories. Now you have my e-mail address .(92 Zion Hill Road,
Salem NH 03079-1512; 603-898-7231; Moemail@mediaone.net)
FROM JOHN VECCHIONE ('63): This past summer two incidents
reawakened my interest in the Marist family. I was in Newburgh, New York, for
a wedding, and I explained to my wife Lynne that I always wanted to visit the
cemetery at Esopus where I had spent my first year in the juniorate. As we drove
into the property, I found that it looked almost the same as in 1959.
Then in September we were on vacation in New England, and we visited
Marblehead, Mass. Back in '64 I had been to Marblehead on an outing from
Tyngsboro. At the time, I was on crutches because of a sprained ankle playing
basketball. I had slept in the infirmary for two nights, and then was told by the
Master of Novices, a certain Brother David, to get back into my regular
schedule. That meant climbing four flights of stairs. On the outing day I put a
sock on my foot and got onto the bus; at our destination I negotiated a two-mile
hike on the crutches to the tip of a peninsula where we had our picnic lunch. On
our recent trip there, sure enough, I recognized the magnificent houses and the
little park where we novices and postulants had had lunch back in 1964.
After leaving in 1964, I continued my education at Iona College, graduating in
1967 with a BS in Mathematics. I met my wife Lynne during college and we
were married in 1971. Both Lynne and I finished our Master's degrees, she in
Management and I in Computer Science. Our son Kevin was born in 1981. He is
now in his second year at Rennsalear Polytechnic Institute (RPI) in Troy, New
York, majoring in Computer Science. Lynne and I have been parishioners of
Immaculate Conception Church in Irvington, New York, since 1974. Both of us
have served on the school board and on the parish council.
Lynne retired in 1997 from NYNEX after 28 years. Six months later she went
back as a consultant. She plans to retire again when Kevin finishes school. I am
currently the VP of Information Services with EM Industries, a subsidiary of
Merck Germany.(78 Clinton Avenue, Dobbs Ferry NY 10522; 914-674-0857;
jvecchione@emindustries.com)
FROM MIKE O'NEILL ('67): Great job in bringing together this community of
special people. Soon I will contribute and catch everyone up on my dramatic
changes over the last two years. P.S. I have moved this month and my new
address is(12 Edgewood, Avon CT 06001; 860-409-9074; toginc@home.com)
DECEASED Brother Henry Joseph Ruiz('26) died in Miami on October 22nd
at the age of 90. A native of Spain, Henry came to the United States province in
1928 from the international scholasticate in Grugliasco, Italy. In July of 1936 he
returned to Europe for his second novitiate and family visit, and there was
trapped by the Spanish Civil War. He finally succeeded in returning to the States
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in August of 1940. Thereafter he taught at St. Ann's, the Mount, and Dubois,
where he was director of the community. In 1958 Brother Henry joined the
American Brothers in the Philippine mission. As that mission became a District
and then a Province, he served as provincial treasurer for a good number of
years. In 1995 Henry retired and returned to the United States, where he took up
residence with the retired Brothers in Miami. Brother Henry was born Teodosio
Ruiz on March 23, 1910. He entered the juniorate in April of 1921; he took the
habit on April 15th of 1926 at the international novitiate near Turin and first
received the religious name of Mario German (hence his long-standing nickname
of "Mario.")
MEMORIAL SERVICE The memorial service in Esopus on November 5th
drew around 80 people. Br. Leo Shea, provincial, gave a fine welcoming talk,
Father Jeffrey Johnston ('75) celebrated Mass and gave the homily, and
participants said the rosary on their way to the cemetery, where a short service
was held in rather raw weather. On each grave was a beautiful white flower, and
flowers were provided for those who wished to remember and honor a special
Brother. Later the community hosted a luncheon filling ten tables of eight.
In his homily Father Johnston said in part: "Because of those Brothers whom
we've gathered to remember and celebrate today, we have reason to boast … to
boast of the incredible, untold good which the Lord has accomplished in and
through these men. Their influence has been felt in so many ways as they
practiced the 'little virtues' of simplicity and humility. Their greatest influence
was their presence, their listening ear and kind word. They tried to help us and
many others realize how much Jesus Christ has loved us, and how much we
should, in return, love the divine Savior. As I walked through the cemetery last
weekend, I found myself automatically smiling as I recalled this one or that one.
No doubt you have done the same. Perhaps this one was one of our first teachers,
maybe the one who first got us thinking about 'the monks.' Maybe that one was a
'group mate' in formation. There's one of the old guys who told the stories and
passed on the Marist tradition. Here is someone with whom we lived and worked
during the school year or one summer vacation. So many connections, so many
memories, so much for which we have to give thanks. We have to celebrate their
lives and their place in ours. In remembering these simple, holy, sometimes
quirky men, we make them real once again."
Barney Sheridan has written: "I have gone to the cemetery in Esopus a number
of times out of my own debts. To make it a communal event was so much more
meaningful. We all share a common spirituality, and it was such a pleasure to
celebrate it together. Leo Shea seemed to put all into perspective both spiritually
and socially in his brief remarks. I thought the idea of carnations at each grave
and a carnation given to each attendee for placing on a grave was sensitive; that
opened the door for each person to ritualize his/her own feelings and emotions.
As I walked to the cemetery, I presumed that I would honor one of the Brothers
who had been a gift to me. Instead, I ended up doing what was urged on us --
with the flower provided either to honor a Brother or to reconcile with a Brother.
Much to my surprise, I did the latter. It was a spiritual event. Everyone was so
happy that day celebrating our common spiritual heritage that this service has to
be the institution of an annual tradition."
FROM MARTY CURTIN ('65): I am glad to have taken the opportunity to
participate in the Commemoration of the Deceased Marist Brothers in Esopus on
November 5th. It was a fitting tribute to the Brothers who have died. All the
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graves and the names of so many familiar people brought back many memories,
and caused pause for reflection. There was a time when I didn't know more than
one or two.
My wife and I were happy to visit with my uncle, Brother Bernard Curtin, whom
we had not seen for about a year. We had not expected that he would be able to
make the trip to Esopus. I was also glad to see some of my former classmates
and teachers, folks I hadn't seen in quite a while. And I was pleased to be able to
say hello to you, Gus, and to thank you while I can. Our daughter's death has
taught us to be more open to the moment, more willing to take opportunities
when we have them.(206 North Knight Ave., Endwell NY 13760; 607-785-
2253; mcurtin@aol.com)
FROM BOB HOLM ('60): I would like very much to be included in future e-
mails. Mine is: Casablanca245@aol.com. I have a suggestion for the newsletter.
It would be to reserve a half page for a "teletype section." Simple, one line
"bullet points" of greetings and quick updates that might include something like
a job change or transfer, a quick news bite or other item. I continue to await and
enjoy the interesting narratives with the profiles and experiences, but I think a
"brevity section" might encourage those contributors who may be intimidated by
the standard style and content, or perhaps who simply can't find the time to put it
all down. It might flesh out some quiet corners of the Marist world and enlarge
our family even more. In any form, however, you are simply the best, and I hope
the newsletter continues as long as there's paper, ink, and now electricity. I wish
all a Happy Thanksgiving; we have much to be grateful for. P.S. Prayers for Br.
Leonard Voegtle who has been convalescing and engaged in a pretty tough
health issue. He's certainly one of our big guns whom we need back on his feet.
(245 Cook Street, Huntington Station NY 11746; 516-673-8419)
ODDS AND ENDS:
+ Father Richard LaMorte has returned to Marist College as Campus Minister
for Liturgical Services. Father LaMorte first came to the college in 1976 as
Catholic Chaplain and Director of Campus Ministry, and in 1981 he became
Assistant Dean for Student Affairs. Since leaving Marist in 1985, he has served
as pastor at three Dutchess County parishes.
+ Robert Lopez ('59) recently completed a three-year endeavor of writing a 1300
page textbook entitled "Advanced Engineering Mathematics."
+ Following a national search, John Ritschdorff ('65) was selected as Assistant
Academic Vice President and Dean of Academic Programs at Marist College.
John received his M.S. and Ph.D. degrees from New York University after
earning his B.A. in math from Marist in 1968.
+ Joe Strang ('53) asks us to note his e-address, joestran@pacbell.net, incorrectly
printed by us in September. Joe also shared the following: "Recently I
interviewed for a position training teachers on using a software. When I said that
I had taught with the Marist Brothers, the president mentioned that his brother is
an OMI in Lowell. The interview went smoothly!"
SENIOR JUBILARIANS 2001 A.D.
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50th
Br Denis Caverley
55th
Br Raymond
Albert
Br Gregory dela Noy
Br John Alexis
Br Vincent J Doughty
Br Ramon
Bereicua
Br Declan C Murray
60th
Br Chanel
Lambert
Br Albert Phillipp
Br Rafael
Martin
Br Luke Reddington
Br Alphonse
Matuga
Br Louis Richard
Br Godfrey
Robertson
Br Robert Ryan
65th
Br Bernard
Curtin
Br Julio Vitores
Br Francis
Hughes
Br Vincent Xavier
70th
Br Valerian
Doiron
Br M Oswald
Ouelette
FROM PAT McMAHON ('60): Thank you for sending me Marists All. I enjoy
reading about all the people with whom I was in training and how successful
their lives have been. The Marist Brothers' training must have done a lot right. I
have kept all the back issues of the newsletter with the thought of contacting
some of the people whom I knew well. Alas, I have not yet done so, except for
being in touch with Brother John Herrmann the past two years.
This past August I found that I had a brain tumor and was operated on for its
removal on August 16th. The good news is that it was not malignant and that the
crisis occasioned my reconnecting with the Brothers. I was not allowed by the
doctor who did the surgery (14 hours and 12 pints of blood) to live alone as I
have been doing for the past fifteen years after my divorce. Therefore, Brother
John offered me to stay with the Brothers at Manhasset, and I accepted. I
enjoyed my stay there, living with Brother Victor, Brother Alphonse Matuga,
and Brother Ken Robert; it helped me to heal. I am at my house now. It is good
to be back, but difficult to be doing everything for myself and having to rely on
friends to help me as I am not allowed to drive yet. Yet, my illness has taught me
that it is good to accept help from others. I enjoyed being at the picnic at the
Mount this past September. It was nice to see those I knew from the past. I'll try
to write again later. (Route 214, Stoney Road, Laneville NY 12450)
JUNIOR JUBILARIANS 2001 A.D.
25th
Br. Jerry Dowsky
40th
Br Michael Brady
Br Donald Kelly
35th
Br Vito Aresto
Br Joseph McAlister
Br Joseph Herrera
Br James McKnight
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Br John Klein
Br James Redunski
45th
Br Felix Anthony
Br Sean Sammon
Br Brendan Brennan
Br Richard Sharpe
Br Thomas Coyne
Br Robert Warren
Br Stephen Kappes
Br Vincent Moriarty
FROM CHARLIE (James Martin) SCOTT ('50): I missed the 50th reunion of
my class of '50 back in June. Partly my fault, partly circumstances. Two years
ago, before any planning for the reunion, I committed myself to teaching
summer courses at Justus Liebig University in Giessen, Germany, as our end of a
faculty exchange between the University of Wisconsin English Department and
an Institut at Giessen. So, off I went on May 24th, returning to Madison on July
17th. Each of my courses (one in English Phonology, the other in Linguistic
Stylistics) met once a week in a four-hour session. Unfortunately, the Stylistics
course met on Friday mornings, thus knocking out any possibility of flying to
New York for a long weekend. I have heard, however, from Dick Branigan that
the reunion was a wonderful gathering of many members of two classes. Dick, in
fact, sent me a good account of the event by email directly from Poughkeepsie to
Giessen, for which I thank him. Thanks very much also for the appended
greetings from Brendan Haggerty, Tom Murphy, Bob Reddington, and Bill
Lavigne. It would have been a real joy to see everyone once again.
This year has been an eventful one for me. In May at the end of the spring
semester I retired after 37 years on the English Department faculty at Wisconsin.
Over the years there was seldom a dull moment. I leave it all behind, with
gratitude for my good fortune in being at a world-class university in one of
America's best places to live. The department gave me a wonderful sendoff on
May 13th, after which I had a week to finish grading papers and exams, retire
officially on May 21st, and leave for Germany on May 24th. I wasn't gone a
week when Anne emailed me to say that two of my colleagues had died.
Though I am no longer teaching, I am continuing as director of our special
project with Japanese teachers of English. This is the tenth year of the project,
and it will be my final one. Our annual meeting was in Tokyo last February,
which gave me the opportunity to visit my former "students," Emperor Akihito
and Empress Michiko. I was invited to lunch with them and their daughter
Princess Nori at the Imperial Palace on February 10th. Needless to say, this was
a special treat for me. When I returned to Madison, I wrote an account of this
meeting, intended mainly for my four kids, plus other interested friends (if any
are interested, just ask and you shall receive). One of the things I did not
mention in this account was the coincidental connection between my thirty-five-
year acquaintance with Emperor Akihito and my first encounter with him in the
form of a refectory reading about him when I was in the Juniorate in Esopus.
The book is Windows for the Crown Prince, written by his earliest English
language tutor, Mrs. Elizabeth Gray Vining. Perhaps some Marists All readers
who were at Esopus at that time (1947 or 1948) will remember this as one of our
readings at mealtime. In 1965 Crown Prince Akihito lent me his copy of the
book so that I could reread it, whereupon I wrote to Mrs. Vining and received
from her a very gracious letter. Who wudda thunk it way back then!
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Anne will retire from her position as ticket office manager of the Madison Civic
Center next July, which will free us to do some traveling. Mean-time, I have not
been lacking for things to do: the house in Madison and the lake cabin in the
North Woods both require lots of attention, inside and outside; committees at St.
Paul's Catholic Center on campus and St. Raphael Cathedral downtown; writing
projects; and the usual schedule of concerts, plays, lectures, football and
basketball games. Almost everyone else who has retired has pretty much the
same story: busier than ever … where has the day gone? Special greetings and
all best wishes to my classmates. Many, many thanks for Marists All.(4737
Lafayette Drive, Madison WI 53705; 608-233-3995; ctscott@facstaff.wisc.edu)
FROM BR. EMIL DENWORTH ('64): As I read Marists All, I am struck by
the number of people who went to juniorate and/or novitiate from St. Agnes
High School. Yet as I check the Alumni records, the names of these people are
nowhere to be found. We would like to add those names to our mailing list.
Much more than a move from 44th Street has taken place, and we would like to
share these events with you. If any of you attended St. Agnes at any time, would
you please send your name to us in care of Robert Williams(555 West End
Avenue, New York NY 10024; 212-873-9100; fax: 212-873-9292)
FROM BR. FERNAND DENIS DOSTIE ('54): I am one of the Canadians who
did college work in Poughkeepsie. I arrived there shortly after making first vows
in August of 1955. At Marian (Marist) College the method used to teach me the
English language can best be described as total submersion. That has made for
long lasting results, even though, on one of my rare visits to the States, Jimmy
Maher asked me, "What happened to the English we taught you?" You see, when
I was in Malawi, regular contact with old colonial government officials and a
daily dose of BBC World News must be blamed for some change in my English
and its pronunciation. Little did I know that my chameleon-like ability to adapt
was having an effect on my spoken language to such an extent.
Upon returning to Canada in 1958, I taught for three years at a military camp
near Québec City and loved every minute of it. The Canadian Army Officers
could not do enough to help us out in our mission. During my first year teaching
in the English language section of the school, I had two divisions and 24 kids in
my class. Three years later there were only nine pupils struggling to gain an
education. The drop in attendance was due to military transfers rather than my
teaching, or so I hope. The Brothers withdrew from the military camp, and I was
then posted to teach English as a second language at the Juniorate in Lévis. The
community was very good, but teaching was a constant battle. Québec was then
going through "The Quiet Revolution" and English was neither on the political
menu nor that of the kids. This last appointment helped me make up my mind to
go to Africa in 1962. I worked in Malawi until April of 1994, date of the advent
of a multiparty society following the publication of a Pastoral Letter written by
the Catholic Bishops exposing the abuse of the Government. The letter was read
in all churches on the same day. From that moment forward, the tongues of the
people were loosened and Christians as well as non-Christians joined hands. The
Government had to give in.
I lived through a once in a lifetime experience of Colonial Government,
witnessed and supported the independence struggle and achievement, and finally
suffered through far too many years of dictatorship under "His Excellency the
Life President of Malawi, Dr. H. Kamuzu Banda, Founder and Saviour of the
Malawi Nation." It fell on me to be a school administrator through good and bad
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times for most of my time in Malawi. In 1969, I was given a break of six years
as Regional Superior of the District of Malawi which is now part of the Southern
Africa province. On my way to a sabbatical in 1994 I was requested to drop in at
the General House for a chat. It was suggested to me that I return to Rome, after
a holiday with the family, to work with the Secretary General. Being an obedient
servant, for better or for worse, I said yes. As luck would have it, in 1997 Br.
Seán Sammon asked me to work with him. Blessings come in many different
ways in life. I'm expected to be in Rome until the end of the General Chapter in
2001. I now belong to the Southern Africa province where I expect to return in
the early part of 2002. I send greetings to all my friends and acquaintances in the
Marist family.(Piazzale M. Champagnat, 2; C.P. 10250; 00144 Roma, Italia;
fdostie@fms.it)
FROM BILL (William Maura) DESCHENE ('53): Besides two oak desks
made by Brother Peter Anthony, I hold among some of my most cherished relics
a knitted green vest sweater given to me by "Mickey" a.k.a. Brother Michael
Bernard. It was made by an admirer of the retirees at Leeds Terrace over twenty
years ago. The lady made a sweater for each of the Brothers who lived there. I
suspect that this was the one given to Brother Philip John before he died, so it
could be a double relic. It's an excellent sleeveless sweater, a one size fits all job
that keeps you warm without hemming you in.
Mickey was one of the first Marist Brothers I ever met. As younger Brothers, he
and Brother Louis Frederick were lifeguards at St. Ann's Camp on Riverside
Drive in Methuen where I used to go as a little kid. That had to be in the early
forties because I went on "Boys" days, and accompanied by my young (and
pretty) Aunt Peggy on "Girls" days, too. I'm not sure the Brothers were on duty
on Girls days, but I remember Mickey looking cool in his dark glasses and
Brother Louis looking very much "in charge" with his pith helmet and rimless
glasses.
I've always admired those Brothers whose talents were manifested in what we
call the Trades. In my mind Mickey belongs in the Pantheon of Brothers so
gifted -- Berkey, Frank Xavier, Sarge, Mary Sylvain, Theophile, Frederick
Charles, and many others who could build, make, repair, or assemble -- whose
work benefited the communities where they lived. In my experience, I connect
Mickey with the work he did at Camp Marist.
I came to appreciate Mickey during my single season at Central and the years he
spent at Leeds Terrace, where I replaced Danny Demers as cook once a month.
Danny would leave a lot of little cans of vegetables on the counter for me to use,
while Mickey would bring in lots of great stuff from his garden. Being a
gardener myself there was no choice; Mickey and I became great friends.
Mickey was part of an amazing cycle that took place at Leeds. Old Mike would
feed the squirrels as he smoked his one cigarette after each meal. The squirrels
would eat Minn's prize tulips, and Mickey would capture the squirrels in his
"Have-a-Heart" trap and drown them in a burlap bag. This went on without
comment throughout the year.
I corresponded with Mickey for a while after he left Leeds Terrace. I once asked
him for the indian head bonnet that he had at Camp Marist. We often shared our
mutual interest in things indian. Mickey sadly told me that the bonnet had been
destroyed through misuse, but if it hadn't, he would have given it to me. That
was as good as him giving it to me. Mickey would conclude his correspondence
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with the phrase, "Enfin, une bonne and heureuse annee, et le paradis a la fin de
vos jours." And I would whisper, "Le meme pour vous, Mickey."
Mickey gave me four mint plants from his garden. They became zillions of mint
plants at our former home in Methuen. Some of them have recently been
transplanted at our new home in Burlington, Maine. That new home is in the
middle of nowhere and on the way to nowhere. No ski lodges, no resort areas,
lots of biting bugs. It promises to be very cold (our fall fruit loop scenery was
recently covered with four inches of milk). No stores, and very few people to sell
anything to -- just lots of woods. You wouldn't like it …but we do … Enfin, une
bonne et heureuse annee, et le paradis aujourdhui et a la fin de vos jours.
(Paradise - er, I mean: P.O. Box 156, Burlington ME 04417)
FROM TOM NOLAN ('64): Once before I wrote briefly, but I decided that I
had to write more substantially after a get-together with some "old" Marist
friends from my group last July. Mike Nash with his wife Teresa, Jim Norton,
Jim Carger, and I met with Alex Senes at his house for an impromptu reunion. It
was great seeing the guys and sharing old stories. I still have the most hair!
Alex's wife Estela served a wonderful meal. We laughed a lot and had some very
meaningful exchanges about our lives, past and present. The Marist influence in
our lives seemed clear to all of us; we found that it has played itself out in
different ways with each of us - the creativity and beauty of God's grace! It was
wonderful to see and feel it. We all seem to love the work we do as we move in
faith through the ups and downs of our lives. We would love to have a regular
yearly reunion with the guys in our group and with any other monks whose paths
we have crossed. Incidentally, a few months earlier I saw Bob Falisey and his
lovely wife at Alex's home. Had a wonderful time.
I was in the group of 1964 and left the brothers in 1972 from St. Helena's. So
many memories from there: Willie Deschene (my man in the kitchen and one-
on-one in the gym at nights), John Nolan, Declan, Charles Marcellin, Jack Ryan,
"Sarge," Lamassa, Delaney, Jennings, Andrews.
Back to Marist College: The Singing Brothers, Volunteer in Appalachia with
Mike Nash in '67, Vista Volunteer in '68 with Pat Collins, Mike Nash, and Jack
Lehman, sleeping in an old railroad station, kids jumping all over us in the pool
during the day. These memories I cherish. The experiences have brought me
much joy and meaning.
Today I work as an individual/family therapist and have my own prac-tice in
New Jersey and Westchester. My son Tom is a junior at Ithaca College, and my
daughter Jaclyn is a junior at the local high school in River Edge, New Jersey.
Their mother Maggie and I are very proud of their achievements, but more
importantly we are proud of the people they are turning out to be!
Music has always been a part of my life and has brought much meaning to me. It
has given me great joy as well as helped me over the many "humps" in my life. I
began playing and singing in a small bar in the Bronx. Alex Senes and I played
and sang together for about fifteen years. We've played in many different
situations, even many "Marist weddings!" What an honor!
The brothers will always have a special meaning for me. I was originally
attracted to the Marists at Molloy because of their openness and simplicity and
their "down-to-earth" attitude with me. I began my journey in knowing God
there, and I discovered that "people" are what's important for me in my life. I
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will forever be grateful.(176 Bogert Road, River Edge NJ 07661;
tnolan176@aol.com)
FROM MARIE NOEL: The Marist Brothers have a beautiful spirit; I have
enjoyed reading about that spirit in each issue of Marists All, which I have been
receiving even after my husband's death. His name: Willie Noel, Brother Hugh
Arthur.(8560 West Foster Avenue, #503, Norridge IL 60706)
FROM JEROME DALY ('62): Thanks for making Marists All such a success. I
have found many an old friend through this publication. I'll send a longer letter
later.(306-1750 Augusta Ave., Burnaby, Canada, V5A-2V6)
FROM BR. RENE ROY ('60): As I left Rwanda on July 28, 1999, I thought that
on sabbatical I would fully recover from my enormous fatigue. Time for
reflection helped me to appreciate the gift of being in Rwanda, loving the people
and being loved by them. I did recover, indeed I was "reborn" on my sabbatical.
The work I was sent to Rwanda to do, help with reconciliation and thus with
rebuilding the country, continues nearly in full swing, despite my present
position as Principal of Bishop Donahue High School in McMechen, WV.
Frequent contact with 31 of my students now on full scholarship at La Roche
College in Pittsburgh (seven in Canada) keeps me busy. It unwraps new
dimensions of the gift and energizes me to keep on trying to do more.
Looking back, I could easily say I did enough while there in Rwanda. I taught
English and religion, moderated the Vocation Club, several members of which
are in formation in various congregations, including the Marist Brothers, moved
and reorganized the student library, organized the Red Cross Club to clean up the
infirmary and become more involved in the care of the sick.
I made countless friends from one end of Rwanda to the next. I begged and
received much material and financial aid for the school, thus helping to replace
what was destroyed or stolen during the genocide. I moderated a Reconciliation
Group of which two offsprings exist in Kigali, begun by the same student who
began the King David Club, in honor of Rene David Roy! I was involved in a
water project to supply more water for the school. And finally there is the project
of getting scholarships for deserving students of our school. That is a
monumental project that only grace and my stubbornness brought to completion.
The students at La Roche call themselves "Abaroyi" i.e. Roy's Boys. So the mark
of Roy's love is on the hearts of multitudes of Rwandese. Indeed, one could say,
enough. But for "Royi" there is never enough.
Thus, there is a further water project afoot, this time a septic system and the
reconditioning of the showers and sinks. Powers Catholic High School in Flint,
Michigan, and three Rotary Clubs are working on this. We are establishing a
Marist Rwanda Fund to help students in Rwanda pay their tuition at our school
in Byimana where I taught. I am working on a plan to help raise lots of money to
enhance the Pacem in Terris Foundation (which brought the 31 students to La
Roche) or to expand it to include other universities, and thus open up more
places for the dozens of students who write daily asking for scholarships.
Former Contact Member and faithful friend, Tom Bennett, is helping me get
nominated to Oprah Winfrey's "Angel Network" where national coverage could
open the doors to Ali Babba's Cave! Last January I entered the "Body for Life
Challenge" (www.bodyforlife.com) which offers $100,000 to its 12 annual
champions. I made the finals, but I expect to be cut. I'm going to enter again this
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January and if you've seen MEN OF HONOR, you'll understand when I say I'll
be champion. I will donate half to Bishop Donohue High and half to the
Rwandan College Scholarship Fund. I will truly be putting my body on the line
for my beloved Rwandese. I encourage others to follow me getting back into
shape.
Clearly then, my work for Rwanda will never end. Yes, like St. Theresa I will
even spend my heaven doing good on earth. Peace and love to all this Advent
and Christmas. And blessings on the New Year. This is "Royi" and this is THE
RWANDA FILE.(4509 Eoff Street, Wheeling WV 26003; 304-233-8334;
royrene@hotmail.com)
EDITORS' NOTE: May our friends and their families have an uplifting
Christmas season. More than that, may we realize how blessed we are in all
seasons. What a mystery! To be free and yet to be lovingly influenced by the
touch of the Incarnation.