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With mary last Summer I attended Fifth International Polychaete Conference in 7 and visited Hong Kong, Xian and Beijing. Returned to become Biology Department Chair and work toward supreme harmony of students, staff, and faculty with budget crunch.
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![]() | Ted likes to practice on desert cactus: NAP's favorite globetrotting botanist Ted Anderson '54 #387, and loyal side-kick Adele '54, pause during a research trip to the Mexican region of San Luis Potosí to proudly display this particularly lethal-looking specimen of Ferocactus pilosus. |
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The most memorable event of 1995 was the arrival in May of our 3rd grandchild, Maylen, to son Stephen and daughter-in-law Heather. We traveled to Walla Walla that month to see Maylen, to celebrate granddaughter Melina's 4th birthday, and to join in the retirement celebration of Andy Jarvis, our Pastor for many years.
The trip to Walla Walla was just one of many destinations for the two of us. Adele went to Washington, D.C. four times to work on behalf of the Wa tribe. She also went to Thailand and China in April. We both enjoyed short trips to New York, San Francisco, Claremont, and Sedona. We were in Mexico the month of September continuing the ongoing rare cactus research project begun in 1994. The photo shows us in the state of San Luis Potosi standing next to a magnificent barrel cactus (Ferocactus pilosus). We were joined for part of this field work by Roy and Jan Miller, long-time friends from California, as well as by staff members from CANTE, the Mexican botanical garden with which we are working cooperatively.
A week after returning home from Mexico we boarded a "big bird" and flew to Hong Kong to visit Buzz and Joan Ahrens for a few days before heading on to Thailand for five weeks. Ted was part of a scientific team sent to Thailand by Sharnan Pharmaceuticals searching for medicinal plants. Adele took a short trip to China with Joan and then pursued her annual task of buying jewelry and artifacts.
Ted's travels have mostly been in connection with his continuing position as Senior Research Botanist at the Desert Botanical Garden. In addition to much enjoyable field work, he has also completed writing a new edition of his book Peyote: The Divine Cactus, which will be off the press sometime next year.
Our children and grandchildren continue to be a wonderful part of our lives. In the spring Duc and Chelsea moved from Portland to Phoenix; Duc is a technical consultant with Microage Computers and Chelsea works in a day care center. Clark continues to be busy as a Vice President with Goldman Sachs in New York, which involves interesting travel all over the world. Adrienne, Steve, and grandson Alex (now 2) still live in San Francisco, but Steve now works for Arbor Software. Erica is in the midst of a move. In late summer she left Flagstaff and moved back home temporarily so that she could work with and observe the veterinarian at the Phoenix Zoo. She is now on the move to Seattle, where she hopes to re-establish residency in Washington and to eventually enter Veterinary School. Monica continues to live in Walla Walla attending the Community College and working part-time. Stephen, Heather and our two granddaughters also live in Walla Walla where Stephen is in management with Payless Drugs.
May you have many satisfying and enriching experiences in 1996.
Enjoyed the Oak Leaf though not many in my era were in evidence. Hope to continue to receive the publication. I continue to enjoy my life as a professor of surgery at University of Texas Southwestern Medical School. Get to California occasionally but haven't been back to Pomona in 10 years.
The big events for me were my first grandson to older daughter Laurie (Pomona '83) and 2nd grandson to younger daughter Julie ('94 UNC) this January.
Enclosed are dues for '94 and '95. Keep up the good work!
My advice to Jack is enjoy your new hip, travel as much as possible, but forget tennis. The quality of the Oak Leaf was impressive. Good luck for '96.
After all this fun I got trapped by some friends into starting a new software company. Will try the business world one more time before succumbing to the outdoors and fly fishing.
Really enjoy the Oak Leaf and wish more of the class of '68 would write in. Enclosed are my dues and a little extra for other funds. [The "little extra" was an embarrassment of riches - Eds.]
It's great being retired here on the Central Coast. I even feel a little guilty! I occasionally see "Bev" Blakeslee '36, Bert Maxfield '61 and recently met Bob Sorensen '47 for the first time in three years - all brothers of San Luis Obispo County. Keep up the good work.
The year 1995 was not a good one for me. My wife of 21 years passed away just as we were getting ready to do some real retiring. The only consolation is that it was quick and that she didn't suffer from the pancreatic cancer for very long. This year has to be better.
On the devolution revolution (now popular) I was counsel and policy wonk on the only trial we've had - where National Recovery Administration (NRA) turned over regulation of 725 industries to codes and code authorities on their own rules! It fell because impossible. I tell it all in my book. [In Blackie's book My Imprints in the Sands of Time he relates how he foresaw that the Roosevelt Administration's ambitious National Recovery Act - on which he worked as a young lawyer in Washington - was doomed to failure. - Eds.]
On the family front, daughter #l (Bobbi) was married in July 1994, and daughter #2 (Karen) has completed her MBA at UCLA. My workaholic wife Susan (nee Greenfield, Pomona '59) is still very much involved in the Bay Area real estate scene, working for Coldwell Banker-Fox & Carskadon Real Estate (Menlo Park office) and the California Association of Realtors.
Great job with the Oak Leaf. Regards to you all.
Denise continues to do hair-styling on Mondays and Tuesdays here in Lone Pine. Wednesday is a "free" day for catching up on other chores.
We both still try to do an hour a day of running or working out on a treadmill or stair-climber. We got ourselves a Nordic Rider for cross-training and for upper-body workouts. We again participated in quite a few events in 1995, mostly by active participation and also crewing and volunteering at certain events. Our times are slower this year as we have been exercising our Siberian Husky "Nikita."
Our big trip this year was a trip to Antarctica. We left LAX on January 27, 1995 and flew via Bogota, Columbia, to Buenos Aires, Argentina, on Aerolineas Argentinas. We did some city-touring there after joining 158 other polar adventurers of whom we already knew about 25% from other travels. From there we took a domestic flight to Ushuaia, Tierra del Fuego, the southernmost city in the world. We boarded a Russian ship, Ioffe Akademik, and sailed out the Beagle Channel past Cape Horn for a 44 hour rough crossing to Anarctica; it was 60 hours on the return trip. The ship was our hotel for eight days and nights. Zodiacs (rubber boats) were used for shore excursions to visit penguin rookeries and seal wallows as well as some of the research stations. The main goal was to participate in the world's first athletic event ever held on the White Continent. That was another excursion in itself. The summer there was unusually "warm" causing some melting of the glacier which was to be our race course. The event was relocated to King George Island. It was an International event in that the competitors were from the U.S., Canada, Germany and Australia The race started and ended at the Uruguayan station and went through the Chilean, Russian (Bellingshausen) and Chinese (Great Wall) stations. All of the researchers took the day off to help and some even ran the marathon. Coming and going, we saw whales and many sea birds. It was a once-in-a-lifetime experience.
This is in contrast to this year's Hi-Tec Badwater to Whitney Race. Ben has done it in 1991, 1992 and 1993. Denise did it in 1994. This year we devoted our attention to Hi-TecSports USA, Inc., and helped a friend who had helped us the last four years. The race starts at Badwater, Death Valley, California, at 282 feet below sea-level and ends 135 miles away at Whitney Portals. Some go on up to the top of Mt. Whitney, which is 14,496 ft.and 146 miles from the start. It is often 100 degrees cooler or below freezing while doing the climb. We made a lot of new friends this year, particularly ones who also compete in the Eco-Challenge and the Extreme Games. In addition we helped a woman runner go from Badwater to the top of Mt. Whitney and then back to Badwater; she became the first woman to do the Death Valley 300 (miles).
Early in the fall, we again enjoyed the Annual Lone Pine Film Festival. This was the sixth year of the event which is held in a real pretty time of the year with beautiful fall colors. There were the usual tours of sites where many of the Westerns were filmed in the Alabama Hills, as well as arts and crafts, musical performances, a panel discussion, a fire-side performance and a parade.
The family reunion was not held this year, but it is hoped that Ben's three children and four (soon to be five) grandchildren will be able to be here next year. Randy has two children, Reesa (9) and Rhett (7). Sara and her husband, Bill Hammett, have two sons Toby (5) and Sean (3) with another on the way. During the year Shelly married David Kelly.
Ben's son, Randy, does non-destructive testing, using electronic devices, ultrasound and computers, to determine wear-and-tear on pipes at the various power plants in the south-west. He is adjusting to a job change. Sara and her family moved to Sonoma, California, where her husband, Bill, has relocated his business. It has to do with testing signal strengths of the numerous antennae in the West so that various radio stations can avoid interference with each other. Shelly got married on 01-14-1995. She has a full-time job in Interior Design in Costa Mesa and commutes there from Irvine. David has completed his education in Hotel and Restaurant Management.
Denise's daughter, Angie Habegger, works full-time as a hair-stylist in Bishop and enjoys the out-of-doors with her two dogs. She is becoming interested in competing in the Extreme Games and just missed a chance to go to Patagonia to help crew the Raid Galoises. Denise's stepson, Brian Habegger, is a motorcycle (BMW) traffic officer for the CHP in the Santa Ana area. He lives with his wife, Marie, in Corona.
We like Jack Shelton's ideas about a Camperoo. We would lean toward a small-ship cruise, which is an easy way for people to be together and for individuals to do as much or as little as they wish or can.
Our suggestions and preferences are cruises on the Columbia River, Intracoastal Waterway, Erie Canal, or French Canals.
I hope you get some other responses and can take a shot at another Camperoo.
I joined Nu Alpha Phi in the fall of 1933 along with Bill Bower (who later resigned), Bob Crozier, Tony Freeman and Chuck Longacre. Bob and I are the only ones left of our group. Bob and Chuck graduated in 1936 and Tony and I ended in the class of '37. I was president of the fraternity in the fall of '36 and Tony was president in the second semester.
I remember attending alumni fraternity meetings at the Roslyn Hotel on Main Street in L.A. I don't remember who arranged those meetings but I do remember Ken Smith bringing his blanket, poker chips and cards for a session after any business was conducted. Later on meetings were held at a cafeteria in downtown L.A. I particularly remember Pop Shelton attending one of those.
For Jim Ach's information, Carty Hunter turned over the alumni treasury records to me in 1941 and I handled them until 1946 when I turned them over to Bill Tweedie. During those years I worked with Chan Hale and Tom Warren getting out the Oak Leaf.
I can remember alumni meetings being held in various homes during the war: Paul Dudley in Long Beach, the Bixby Home, Ken Smith's in Montebello, and my home in San Gabriel. Chet Jaeger was a great source of advice and help in those years. I don't know who was acting as president during some of those years. I believe Fred Dundas and George Phillips were at one time and I know that John Shelton was.
One can't think of those years without mentioning the poker sessions under the auspices of Ken Smith. I remember meeting at Hyrum Strong's, but most frequently at Ken's. One or more of the Sheltons were usually there along with John Wilcox and Zib (though he didn't play).
After the war, along with the poker sessions, we have Ken Smith to thank for the Camperoos. I remember six that I was lucky enough to attend; one at Capistrano Beach, three at Joshua Tree and two in San Diego County. I remember one at Joshua Tree WHERE THE SINGING WAS TERRIFIC, particularly from a few that didn't have to sleep out with their kids. They slept in a town nearby.
Enough of memories of an eighty-year-old. My typing is awful. If the college ever decides to do away with the fraternities I hope they can justify the loss of friendship and brotherhood that my generation enjoyed.
The article about Blackie Smith, '25 was particularly inspiring. Look at all the interesting things I might consider during the next 34 years before I reach 90.
Several years after leaving Pomona, during which time I was pursuing graduate studies in physics, I entered the UCLA Graduate School of Management and under the tutelage of Jack Shelton, '41 received a thorough grounding in business finance. Abandoning physics for business proved fortunate indeed and with luck allowed me to retire last year.
I'm looking forward to the 35th Class Reunion in April and hope to see many Nappies (including Jack Shelton who will be at his 55th Class Reunion if my higher mathematics serves me well) and other graduates. Having recently joined the Board of Directors of the Jacobs Engineering Group in Pasadena and with two daughters in LA, Valerie and I have occasion to be in the area periodically.
I'm the new Exec Director of the Shadow Mountain Center for the Arts in Conifer. What a dream job!
My life is a very content one. Activities consist of serving on a number of local committees, occasional trips, golf in the summer and shoveling in the winter. Do get to Southern California at times to visit daughter, Jackie Hopper and family, but rarely see any of my old fraternity brothers.
I'm a professor of law in Boston, and have been working in Asia as a consultant for the World Bank on privitization of the countries of Indonesia and Sri Lanka.
Hope to see some NAP at the 1997 reunion.
(1) Five children, 13 grandchildren and 4 great-grandchildren, with my wife of 60 years, Doonie Marston, and
(2) All of my great NAP friends.
We still live in Richmond, Indiana, but most of our six children are in the West. I still teach physics at Earlham College; retirement is looming in about four years. There are so many smart young physicists out there looking for jobs that perhaps I should get out of their way sooner.
Thanks for the Oak Leaf - keep up the good work.
Here, however, is a check to sponsor an active at the lunch. He or she will have to find another member!
I went to Yale for a Ph.D. in anthropology after graduating from Pomona and I've been teaching at the University of Hawaii for eight years. My research focuses on Polynesian anthropology. Our project is set up through a non-profit organization (Andover Foundation for Archaeological Research) to include volunteers, similar to the way that Earthwatch projects operate (volunteers make a tax-deductible contribution to cover the cost of their participation).
Responding to the request for information about fraternity life it occurred to me the brothers might enjoy some of the items which went on during the 30s. The copy enclosed is a page out of my autobiography.
Luiz Pereira was my freshman roommate at Pomona and he was Tom Matzen's roommate as a sophomore. The three of us were invited to become members of Nu Alpha Phi fraternity and we all accepted. Highlights of the hazing process included having to carry a raw egg around with us at all times and we had to get the signatures on the egg of each of the active members of the fraternity. We also had to wear gloves. Before a brother would sign the egg I had to recite the history of the egg. We also spent the better part of one night following note clues around the city and neighboring area. And then there was the Camel Walk which was done in the fraternity room and adjacent boiler room. We ended up with each of us being covered with molasses and sawdust.
The following year I determined there should be a few changes to the hazing procedures. I added the egg drop. The pledge lay on his back beneath a balcony and another pledge cracked a raw egg and dropped the contents from the balcony. The pledge below had to catch the contents in his mouth. It was fun and messy.
The Camel Walk was done blindfolded so I added a touch: a thunder mug filled with warm water and including some bananas floating in it. The pledge had to reach above his head and around the bowl and pick out what was in there and eat it. Of course they were led to believe it was something else. It was not surprising how few we could get to eat the bananas.
It was not my idea, but three of us decided to disrupt the interfraternity cross country race being held in the sagebrush near the college. As Pomona's cross country team were all members of the Sigma Tau Fraternity the outcome of the race was a foregone conclusion so why not disturb it. We went to a nearby stable and rented horses so we could come galloping across the line ahead of the runners. I was the last to get on a horse and we were late. The proprietor said the best rider should be on this horse. He asked me if the stirrups were OK. I extended my toes and could touch them and said "yes." We took off at a walk until we could determine the direction the race was being run. My horse's name was Star. Star was a slow walker which was OK with me.
All of a sudden we found ourselves on the same trail as the cross country race with them running toward us. The other two horses turned and started galloping toward me. Well, that galvanized Star who did a quick 180ƒ turn landing in full gallop. I was totally unprepared. My feet flew out of the stirrups. I was holding loose reins and the only connection I had to Star was a firm left hand grip on the saddle pommel. I was alternately swearing at and imploring Star to slow down. At the same time I was looking from side to side to see if I could avoid landing directly on a cactus plant. I figured I was going all the way to the barn.
After what seemed an eternity, Star suddenly just stopped. When the other two arrived I exchanged horses with one of them. Then by the time we got to the finish line of the cross country race, it was over and everyone had gone. Then when we got back to the barn I learned that Star had been a race horse. So Star ran the furlong and then stopped as that was his distance. Horses are not my favorite animals.
These days I'm keeping busy as Marketing Communications Manager at NHT (Now Hear This) loudspeakers in Berkeley. The bay area is ragin' with Nappies - I've been hanging with the likes of Gunther Hartwig, Paul Mathus, Hassan Abdul-Wahid and other over-educated freaks. Rock on, NAP!
I have been following the trials and tribulations of the on-campus fraternities, especially NAP. It was a great relief to hear that it survived. I realize that many people think fraternities are elitist. In my day we were a fine group of people with the same interests and goals. (WWII notwithstanding.)
The passing of Agee Shelton was to me the passing of a member of our most supportive family. He and Mrs. Shelton were like our parents. It also brought home how soon life goes for all of us. My thoughts and prayers go with him and to all of the Sheltons.
The enclosed will in no way catch up on my obligations to NAP. I will try to send more as I can. Not to belabor problems, but I had a heart attack in '79 with double bypass, a balloon angioplasty in '91 and a triple bypass in '94. I am doing fine now, keeping busy with oil painting and building wooden period ship models.
My wife Carole and I had a great time at Alumni Weekend for our 40th graduation anniversary in Claremont. What a treat seeing so many Nappie friends!
We're particularly envious of Doug and Lala Buckmaster retired in Cambria and Dave and Marilyn Holton living near Yosemite. Really great places to live! We may see you guys some day!
For now though, we're really happy living near two of our girls and doing the music at famous Old North Church in Boston. For you travellers - please drop in and see us any Sunday at Old North - we'd love to see you!