Memories from John Prunier '65
I was saddened to hear of Bob's passing.  I was priviledged to have been with Bob earlier this month and to call him my friend.
You may recall that Bob and I had micro-reunion on the 1st.  He shared with me many wonderful memories of Wurtsmith, Clark and the Philippines.  He was also very anxious to see all of his friends in Charleston after so many years.
With Bob's passing, I will make it a point to meet and share some of the stories and greetings he had planned for the reunion and his friends from the late '50s.
I hope we can all toast Bob's memory and perhaps dedicate at least a part of the Charleston reunion to him. Submitted 6/26/98 

Memories from Donna L Smith '61
My first very best friend at Clark was Diana. She was a very attractive girl who never wore slacks (not nice in those days), had every hair in place and didn't leave the house without makeup on. How she chose me for a best friend, I'll never know because I wore my brothers jeans, Dad's shirts and hair in a pony tail. She and I shared secrets, hopes and dreams until she graduated and left Clark to go to college in Denver,CO. Just before Christmas 1961 I got a Christmas card from her mother telling me that Diana had been killed in a car accident. Submitted 6/5/97

Memories from Chuck Jones '61... 
Glen graduated in 1960 and died in 1964. He is missed by Larry and Sheila Hickey and Chuck Jones and all his good friends. He was working for PG&E and was electrocuted doing very dangerous work on a high voltage wire.
We will be talking about the fun we had together at the reunion this weekend - and the golf games in Baguio - intimidating the kids at the Subic Bay Teen Club --- there were so many memories. Submitted7/25/96

Memories from Jim Sells '68...
I am her brother, Jim Sells, class of 68. As the yearbook points out Margie was very active. She went on to college at the Univ of New Mexico and met a rancher. She married and worked on the ranch until her death in 1968. She loved being a housewife and working with the horses and cattle. She died from a
complication with pregnancy in Dec 1968. Please e-mail if you have any questions. Sincerely, Jim Sells  <JSells@compuserve.com>  Submitted 7/13/99

Memories from Jerry Long '63...
    Our friend and fellow Wagnerite, Jacob M. Dickinson IV, better known as Mac, cleared post this morning at 3:53  surrounded by his loving family in Memphis after a long and exceedingly brave and inspirational struggle with cancer.  His lovely wife Chesley and his three small children need our loving thoughts and prayers during this time of sadness.
  I talked to Col. Dickinson yesterday.  He sounded so sad and worn.  He and Betty were like second parents to me out at Clark and I know losing their lst born is a deep heartache.  My heart goes out to them and to Libby'66 and to Ida and Lulu.  And most especially to Chesley his wonderful wife whose love and strength filled Mac's cup to overflowing, and to Hannah, Henry and Jackson his three precious kids. 
  Mac will be cremated.  There will be a memorial service on Thursday in Memphis and then burial in Nashville in the family plot on Friday.  I will be there in spirit. 
  I found something at my Aunts this summer which I think expresses how Mac felt about his pending departure which I have attached.
  Peace and Love to you Brother Mac, and to all of us who knew and loved you.
  Jerry Long '63 Submitted 8/23/99

Memories from Mary Ellen Cullinan Reynolds '63
    Our friend and classmate was as sweet as a rose and with a Soul as delicate.  I have many memories that I will treasure of Kay.  Not just one single one as she was not a person who tried to stand out in a  crowd.  There have been many people who have passed through my life and very few that have left lasting memories.   Kay was one who did.
    I am proud to have known Kay and called her my friend.  I know all of her classmates feel the same.
Mary Ellen Cullinan Reynolds '63

Memories from Jerry Long '63... 
    Our friend and classmate, from the class of 1963, Toby Metts, passed away from lung cancer Thursday morning at St. Josephs Hospital Cancer Center, in Tampa.  Toby fought a good and valiant fight against this damnable disease.  He died quietly in his sleep with his lovely wife
Donna at his side.
    Some of us from the early sixties had been aware of his illness and had been in contact over the last 18 months.  The "Big Guy" enjoyed knowing about WHOA and had planned to attend a couple of our reunions but his illness prevented it. The last communication I received from Toby was an e-mail a couple of months ago saying "Jerry, I'll get back to you soon but right now I am up to my a.. in alligators!"  So in honor of Toby, lets all go kick some alligator butt!
    Thursday my work took me to NASA and I stopped in the Publications Office as I have been doing for years, to pick up some more cosmic photos, especially ones from the Hubble Telescope.  My favorite one wasn't there, but they had a new one showing colliding galaxies.  I
thought immediately that it would be fun to send one to Toby with a note saying "Hey Big Guy, you think you have troubles with colliding cancer cells....hell, imagine being hit by a whole damn galaxcy!"  When I got home at 7:00 Thursday night Lee told me to check the phone messages,
"there is some bad news". Thats when I learned of Toby's passing on.  Donna's message was brief
but she wanted me to let you all know.
  I will be saluting one of the greats of my era, known and loved by everybody, Vice President of our Junior Class, owner of one of the hottest Lambrettas, a star of our football team, shot putter of note and studdly duddly do right who captured the heart of one of the lovelies girls to ever, repeat EVER, to walk the halls of Wagner.  I will be regretting the fact that we never got to know each other as adults, in person.  From what I have gathered since meeting him on line Toby turned
into one fine man, an energetic and prosperous businesman and a much beloved husband.  I salute Toby for his service in Vietnam. Submitted 10/17/98

December 31, 1945 - December 23, 1980 

Memories from Babs Glaubke Rice '60... 
My beloved brother, John, died in a tractor accident at his new ten acre home in Redding, California just prior to his 35th birthday. He is remembered as a fun loving husband, brother and uncle who seemed to have a zest for life and "let no grass grow under his feet." After graduating and leaving the PI, he joined me and my husband in Oregon and attended Junior College for a short while before becoming restless and heading for LA. When our parents transferred to Hickam in Hawaii, he joined them there, where he met his true love, Janet Leer, while she was vacationing from California. He soon followed her to San Jose and they were married in 1966. They were the perfect partners, both in marraige and business. They ran a Sir Speedy Printing business together for 14 years in the San Jose area before selling and moving to Redding. They built their dream home in Redding and were taking time out before deciding on another business there. They were seriously considering adoption at the time of his death. His widow returned to San Jose and has not remarried. Although his life was far too short, my memories of him always make me smile. He was the best Uncle in the world to my three children and a generous, light hearted and loving brother to me. Prepared 1/28/98

Memories from Bev Char '66
I've been thinking about this for quite awhile, and have decided it might be a good thing to give an "absent" alumni a voice.  This is one of several poems written to me by Frank "Mick" McMahon on board a ship taking him to Viet Nam dated Dec 16, 1966:

        "Please remember these are spontaneous.  I'd hate to see what would
        come out with thought, so:

                Alone in a world of its own
                This Sea with a diamond covered dome
                Possesses me in a way unknown
                Of cherished thoughts of you at home.

                Would love have one so fair
                In giving wholly not beseeched
                By thoughts of gain or woe to
                Never know the harvest which to bear."

It feels good to remember...Bev Char '66.  Posted 15 August 1999

Memories from Barbara Honeywell Chaple '63... 
     My brother was a track team member and played soccer. Howard served 20 years in the Air Force and unfortunately passed away with brain cancer on February 3, 1997. Submitted 20 Jun 1998

Memories from Barbara Long '65...
    My friend, Sherrie Metts, died on December 26, 1993 -- just three short years before I reconnected with FalconFriends in Washington DC. The directory  showed Toby, her big brother and protector, had been found, so I phoned him all excited to know where Sherrie was so I could call her immediately if not sooner. He told me the unbelievable:  she died while in Saudi Arabia. He was able to be with her. Sherrie had a stroke a few weeks before and was on a ventilator, however, true to Sherrie and her determination, she wanted to make it through Christmas. She did; she died the day after. Toby told me
what she'd been doing lo these thirty years. He said Sherrie was a happy person, she loved her job and the roads it took. She was an X-ray technician, well respected and particularly well liked by the staff. She enjoyed her freedom and independence and chose a career to help others, allow her to travel  (Ireland, England, the Middle East), and "step out on stage." This special person was so dear to me, my eyes still fill with tears when I think of her.  I remember she had a smile that brightened any room she walked into. And, you looked into her inner self through her eyes. She had the prettiest face.  I  remember her contagious laugh and what a giving nature she had. Sherrie was not a dramatic person; she was sweet and kind and perhaps shy to a certain degree. She was not the prom queen, but if there was a contest, she would be the most congenial. Sherrie truly cared about people. I'm not at all 
surprised by her professional choice. I spent many a night at her house laughing and talking about everything.  She had a huge crush on Tom Sellers.  (I'm not sure if he knew that, but I don't think she'd mind me sharing.) I remember Mrs. Jernigan told Sherrie to ask me if I was ready to return to home ec class (after I'd been sent me from the room); I WAS NOT, and timid Sherrie, head down, had to relay the news to Mrs. J. Sherrie was enjoying it, but too nice a person to relish the enjoyment.  We laughed a lot about that.  We laughed a lot about a lot of things. I miss her.  Submitted 9 July 1999

Memories from Don Hess... 
         My beautiful wife of 31 years passed away on the 20th of may 1998.  Her ambition was to contact all her classmates of the class of 66.  We had just recently found your website and she was overwhelmed.  She has been trying to find her best girlfriend, Jackie Huff, maybe if any of your subscribers know her whereabouts they could let her know. 
          I met this beautiful lady at Craig Air Force base in 1966 and we were married on the 19th of Aug 1967, We had 5 children and travelled all over the world from assignment to assignment.  She died suddenly, but knowingly she was loved so much. 

A loving husband and children and grandchildren. 
Submitted 24 Aug 1998

Active in:

Soccer
Volleyball

Memories from  Melody Meade Noble '67 
Michael graduated from San Gregonio High School, in San Bernardino, Calf. He spent 16 1/2 years in the Navy, with his last few years before discharge as part of a flight crew for the P3 Orion antisubmarine warfare aircraft. He was medically discharged from the Navy in 1985, being diagnosed with Hodgkin's Disease. In 1989 he graduated from Western Washington University in Bellingham, Washington with a B.S. in marine biology. He died in 1994 and is survived by his wife Pam and daughter Tara. He enjoyed hunting, fishing, coin collecting, and motorcycle riding.  Posted 15 August 1999

Active in: 

Baseball
Golf
Teen Club

Active in: 

Basketball
Track and Field

Memories from Nan Veurink '72
 I just received word from Chip Horvath (70) that Mark Gill (70) passed away last week.  He had been battling cancer for some time, but he managed to get to the Austin reunion last July.  In his last email to me he said, "It still seems like a dream that we all got together in Austin".  He loved his Wagner family.  Thanks to all of you who made that experience possible for him.  Mark was a tremendous person and he leaves a hole in the lives of those who loved him.  Please remember his wife, Debbie, and their two sons in your prayers.  I know Mark would appreciate that.  Thanks.
 Nan Veurink (72)  <Pt5ft@aol.com> Submitted 2/11/99

Active in:

Wrestling (two-time champion)

Active in: 

Baseball

Memories from Vonstephen Stokes '79
Maurice graduated in 1974. His true love in life was music. He could really play a guitar. He played in bands since he was 14. Maurice was also very athletic, in high school he played football and ran track. He was also deeply into martial arts, karate and kung fu. My brother lived life to the fullest, everyday and to the utmost. Leukemia took him away in the prime of life. Life, so precious and yet so short. One thing that could make a difference for future generations, would be if we could find a cure for leukemia and all forms of cancer. In memory of my brother, I would like for all of us who at one time or another, spent time in the Philippines, to make an effort to help find a cure for the scourge of mankind. 
Sincerely, 

Vonstephen Stokes '79

Melinda Hawkins Bourne 
Submitted 2/22/98

Memories from Carrie Boutwell May '76 ... 
My sister Sherree Boutwell Bratt '75 died in 1991 after giving birth to her
3rd child.  The doctors had no idea why she was in a comma for 5 days.  It was 
real hard on me to go through as she was my only sister.  Three months 
later her 9 year old daughter died on Christmas.  Cause unknown.  I feel 
she died from a broken heart after losing her mom.  Sherree was a 75 
graduate from Wagner.  She died Sept 23 of 91. Submitted 4/25/98

Memories from Jim Cook '75... 
A very dear friend of mine, Cathy Morgan Hughes, passed away on Jan. 12, 1998. She attended Wagner for only her Junior year. Her death was sudden and unexpected...
Cathy, was a very dear person. Any of you who were at Wagner in '73 - '74 probably won't remember her. She was an average girl but she was full of fun and spirit. I don't remember other than Mike Bertram who she might have dated, we dated a couple of times but found it better to be just best friends. I shall always remember Cathy and hope that you will ...also say a prayer for her.
Submitted 2/7/98

Active in:

Falcon Crier 
Quill and Scroll 

Memories from Gary McClellan '75 ... 

Football 

Memories from Karen (Jimerson) Hasan '76 ... 
Juan Lee was a one of the big guys who played football. For a guy his size he had a heart just as big. He was crazy, I remember him as a comedian in his own right. He had a fabulous sense of humor. I also recall him as one who enjoyed having fun and was happy-go-lucky in each of the minutes and situations life offered him. Juan was a kind person.

From his Mother...

    Our Danny Boy will always be with us and be remembered for the gentle, funny, and generous person that he was.  During his short life he touched many people with his love, his art, and his music.  Although the last years of his life were marred by doubts, fear, and pain, and sometimes by anger and bitterness, he was always a child of God, and God, knowing all, in his mercy, spared greater pain and took him gently into His Kingdom while he slept.

    Surviving are his parents, Mr. and Mrs. U.S. Grant Jr. of Austin; his Brother Jacques Grant of Austin; his sisters Cherie Kuhne of Dallas and Denise Trice of Lubbock; his Grand Mother Hazel Grant, of Lake Worth, Florida and his Son, Andrew Shakespeare of Lubbock; as well as Aunts, Uncles, Nieces, Nephews and Cousins, and numerous friends.

Memories from Ann Roderick...
Hi, This is Scott's mother, Ann Roderick.  We would love to hear from anyone who knew Scott or his sister Laura.  We have such memories of Scott bringing his friends to our house and how great you all were when he died.  Scott was one of those people who lit up a room when he walked in, so since that day the world has been a little dimmer for us.  We miss him every day, but we remember all the joy he brought to our lives.  <AnneRod@aol.com> Submitted 7/5/99

Memories from Michele Cameron '86... 
Matt Tedesco was the very first person I talked to on the first day of our senior year. I don't remember our entire conversation, but our overall conclusion was "Yes! We are Seniors! This is going to be a great year!" Matt used to call me Mish. I didn't like that. Today I would give anything to hear silly Matt Tedesco call me Mish. Life is so short.

I had a great experience at Wagner and beyond, with whom we shared feelings and thoughts about many things in our lives. It was unfortunate that after a year and no contact except to send a Christmas card that her family sent me the disturbing news of her death. She was brutally murdered on Dec 14, 1996, two days short of her 1st wedding anniversary. I lost contact with her after her wedding invitation. I wish there was something more that I could have done to save her. I miss you, Steph. Mike
MICHAEL C. BREEDEN '88 <MCBreeden@aol.com>

For the directory, and publish anythng you like, I have no secrets at age 77: William Leroy Hessenflow I was "Bill" back then, but now use my middle name, but also answer to Bill. Taught Math and Science from 1956 to 1958. Arrived Fall of 56, left Spring of 58. No spouse at present (I have buried 3 of them!) Retired since 1982. Lived for 24 years in Japan, after leaving the piliFines. Now live in Sun City, AZ, a retirement community. Love fast cars, fast women, and my grandkid. (His father was killed in Vietnam!) First greatgrandkid due in October.

Memories from Michael L. Farris, "Killer Kang"... 
I am grateful for the time he held me back on a math class I failed. I went to summer classes also taught by Mr. Kellers. He turned me around and started me into engineering with his electronics class.

Memories from V.J. Slupecki '70... 
Great sadness!!!!!! 
Tiny was one of the finest persons I've ever known. "Tiny" he was not and if you've ever had the pleasure of meeting this 6'5", 270 lbs gentle giant you are a better person for it. 
I first met "Tiny" when I returned to Clark in 1981 and decided to pay Mr. T a visit and check out the old alma mater. He was an odd ball if you consider that I've never seen a male secretary at Wagner before. Very pleasant and always upbeat with a heart worth "his" weight in gold. 
He retired from the USN and was married to a Filipina and had a large family. He was a Shriner/Mason and a brother Past President of the Rotary Club and Angeles West. Tiny was also active in the American Legion and VFW. Always around to volunteer his time to worthy causes. 
My best memories of "Tiny" was when he appeared at my children's birthday parties as "Tiny Bubbles" the clown. The biggest clown you've ever seen. Blowing balloons and making animal figures for all the kids. He was at our Christmas party that we threw for the Angeles City orphanages as "Tiny Bubbles" and made their lives richer from poor kids who had nothing. 
Wagner has lost one of it's finest and I will miss him. 
Here's to you "Tiny Bubbles"!

Memories from Debbie Goldey Wardick '76  (duckie)...
"Mom" as we all called her was the class of 76 sponsor. She stuck by us all 4 years at WHS. I remember her classroom door was always open to all her kids. I spent time and money searching for "mom" over the years. I wish I could have found her before she died to thank her for being a mom and a
friend to me back at WHS, and for being a wonderful teacher.  I remember two things that stand out amongst my many memories of her. 1) She let students smoke in her classroom, but not during classes. 2) Her standing on the stage at graduation, crying while she cut the apron strings on her apron, telling us it was time for "mom" to let us go.  Thank you Mrs McKeown for the wonderful memories.

Memories from Aaron Sosnick '84...
As you will glean from this note and the attached letter, the current discussion of my father is very meaningful to my family. We appreciate all the thoughts and memories that his students are sharing. Russel's letter, in particular, moved me, and I thought it merited a special response. Some of the other notes remembered my father's undeniable spirits of fun, irreverence, and cynicism but I thought Russel's letter best demonstrated the motivation underlying such fun, irreverence, and even cynicism.

Memories from Michelle Gildore '91... 
I remember Mr.Van Zwoll he was a great guy.  Although I never had a class with him I had the pleasure of getting to know him because he was a family friend. We were stationed at Travis AFB, CA at the time and we'd visit Kala his daughter in San Francisco.    I remember when I was about 8 yrs old and we'd visit our friend "Tita Kala," and her father Mr. Van Zwoll would play with me. He was very playful and encouraged me in improving my Math skills.  He was very tall and from the pictures that I had seen from his late wife Leonor Van Zwoll he was very handsome and was a good father to his two children (Kal and Mark) and a caring and loving husband.  I will always keep him and his family in my daily prayers. 
Mr. Van Zwoll, I know you can read this-  I hope that you are happy and at peace in heaven.  Please kiss God's face for me. It was a pleasure to meet you in this life.  See you in the next one!  May God bless and keep you in his tender loving care always.  Rest in Peace. 
Love, Michelle Gildore '91 Submitted 4 Jun 1998