The Tesoretto Times
Dear Alumni and friends,
It’s been a busy year for our alumni, so much so that I had to threaten to write my life story if someone didn’t send me information for the newsletter. Well, I guess no one wanted to hear about me because I now don’t know if I can get everything in this edition. But just to bring you up to date on my life during the last year, I added Hong Kong, Reno, NV, and Hawaii to my travel roster; became president of National Association of Women in Construction (local chapter for Palm Beach County); had absolutely NOTHING to do with the hanging chads last year; and gained another five pounds (this middle age is a killer).
Butch Ray has done a great webpage for the Class of ’61…check out information later in newsletter. Sue Harris Wright has sent in one of the old recipes from PWOC cookbook from 1960. Mark Michanowicz received a call from Sandy Szabo (related to the other 3 Szabo sisters) and she is now in Shape, Belgium running the Youth Center there. Mark promised more on this later.
Harry Heflin and his wife Connie recently spent 5 days in Sequoia, then in June they plan a two-week trip to Texas; in August they will be in Alaska for two weeks. Hopefully, they can make the reunion in October in West Palm Beach, FL. (Harry reminds you to check out his LAHS site at http:/members.aol.com/harryhef/data.html which he hopes to update soon).
Donna (Rosholt) and Ralph Hostetter became grandparents for the 6th & 7th times this year. Donna says all of the grandchildren, except one, live “with” them on their acreage. Ralph retired December 31, 2000 after almost 35 years with GSA (civil service). Both Donna and Ralph are enjoying their “new” business in financial services. Donna has been writing poetry (we’ll have to convince her to send us a few poems to publish) and will soon start writing her story on how her crushed foot was healed in 1994. They have made plans already to attend the reunion here in Palm Beach County (the hanging chad county) in October. We’re looking forward to seeing them again.
We’ll hear about several mini-reunions in this edition, courtesy of Butch Ray.
Your editor wishes to express appreciation for all the articles and information which was sent for the newsletter. If you have any articles or stories to share with everyone, please send them to the address below or email them to me at: email@example.com.
Ciao for now, Your editor, Karel Ray Van Gelder
Leaning Tower of Pisa Leaning Less
April 6, 2001
ROME (Reuters) - After 11 years of work to haul it closer to the vertical, the Leaning Tower of Pisa will reopen to visitors in November, Italy's Public Works Minister Nerio Nesi said Friday. The 12th-century tower, one of Italy's most famous images, was closed in 1990 because it was deemed to be leaning too far for tourists to climb safely.
Michele Jamiolkowski, head of the team straightening the tower -- but not by too much -- said the lean had been reduced by 39.6 centimeters (15.59 inches) so far and the eight-story edifice should be nudged back another four millimeters (0.1575 inch) over the next few days.
``Eleven years of work are not that much when you consider it took 200 to build the monument in the first place,'' Nesi said. The lean team pulled the tower back using huge lead counterweights and said the work should keep the building, which stands apart from the main body of Pisa's cathedral, safe for the next 300 years.
Tower of Pisa's Suspenders Removed
April 16, 2001
PISA, Italy (AP) - Workers began removing two sets of steel suspenders attached to the Leaning Tower of Pisa on Tuesday, in one of the final phases of a bold plan to partially straighten the famously tilted monument.
The 340-foot-long cables had been secured to the tower in 1998 as a precaution in case it needed to be yanked back up while the soil under its foundation was being excavated. Anchored to giant winches dug into the ground about 100 yards from the tower, the suspenders haven't been needed.
Removal of the suspenders will be completed in time for an inauguration ceremony of the newly straightened tower scheduled for June 16, said Paolo Heiniger, who oversees the project. The tower started leaning when the soil beneath it started shifting shortly after work to construct it began in 1173.
(Contributed by Harry Heflin)
Steve is the Director of Security & Emergency Services at Lockheed Martin Aeronautics Company, in Fort Worth, Texas with management responsibilities overseeing operations at three major manufacturing sites in Marietta, Georgia, Palmdale, California and Fort Worth, Texas. Lockheed Martin Aeronautics Company is a leader in the design, development, systems integration, production and support of advanced military aircraft and related technologies. Its customers include the military services of the United States and allied Countries throughout the world. Products include the F-16, F-22, C-130, C-5, F-117, U-2, X-33 and Joint Strike Fighter, among other renowned aircraft.
Prior to joining Lockheed Martin in 1985, Steve served as a Counterintelligence Special Agent for U.S. Army Intelligence. After a short tour at Fort Stewart, Georgia, Steve was stationed in Italy from January 1982 to January 1985 as a Special Agent and Special Agent in charge at the Livorno Resident Office, Livorno, Italy. In these positions, Steve principally served as a liaison with Italian Intelligence and Counter-terrorism Officials. Steve supported investigative efforts in the highly publicized kidnapping case of U. S. Army General Dozier. He was actively involved in a number of cases involving the Red Brigades, the Italian terrorism group active during the early 1980s. He led a joint investigative effort culminating in the raid of a Red Brigade safe house in Tirrenia thwarting a planned attempt by the Tuscan Column of the Red Brigades to launch hand-held missiles into an U.S. munitions facility. He was also involved in investigative activity which led to the shoot-out and death of Umberto Cattabiani, the leader of the Red Brigade’s Tuscan Column.
Steve is a 1980 graduate of Armstrong State College with a B.S. degree in Criminal Justice and an A.S. degree in Criminal Justice with concentration in law enforcement. Steve was on scholarship and a member of the Armstrong State College baseball team from 1976 to 1980.
Steve and his wife, Chris, have a 8-year-old son and a 6-year-old daughter. Steve is member of several industrial security professional associations addressing industry and government national security issues. Steve and Chris are both active in their community and schools.
(The following article appeared in The Island Packet and was written by David Lauderdale and edited for space.)
Ralph and Donna Hostetter (Rosholt) are like hundreds of thousands of people who visit this island for a few days and then go away.
They drove down last week from their home in northern Virginia so Ralph could attend a four-day seminar. During one of Ralph’s meeting, Donna did what millions of visitors have enjoyed…she kicked off her shoes and took a walk on the beach. The sand felt cool rubbing between her wiggling toes.
It doesn’t seem like much, but for Donna it was a miracle. The word seems so trite. You hear it all the time. But for Donna, it’s more than a mind-boggling concept. It’s real. Her right foot was crushed and mangled on August 7, 1978, when Ralph and Donna were building a house and Donna was standing by a stack of 9 sheets of 5/8-inch particle board. The boards shifted and began to fall toward her. She put up her foot as a reflex. In an instant, what an engineer would later say was 2,000 pounds of pressure split her foot.
There was little the doctors could do at first. For a week, they left the foot on ice and elevated it. “The doctor brought the form down to me every day to have it amputated,” Donna said. “I refused.”
After 13 operations, culling the talents of Johns Hopkins and surgeons worldwide, she had her foot fused. The pain was so bad, even a sheet over her toes was too painful. It was a pitiful state for a bouncy woman who in her youth was a professional dancer in Hollywood.
Ralph and Donna have always lived a life centered on the Bible. Prayer is as much a part of their day as shoes and socks. Still, when they went to a crusade in Baltimore in 1994, they did not expect charismatic evangelist Benny Hinn to heal Donna’s foot. But it was at this meeting, that Donna experienced what most people only read about. She became a miracle.
Benny Hinn said, “There is a lady in a leg brace whose bones are being healed.” Wow, wouldn’t that be nice,” Donna thought. “I wonder who it is. That lucky person.” It was Donna.
She said the healing started when she stepped around Ralph and stepped out in faith to “get the gift” publicly. When Ralph saw Donna walking down the aisle with her leg brace held as high as she could lift it, he said, “God, if she’s going to walk across that stage, you’d better get involved. She can’t do it alone.” Donna did walk across that stage. Today she can stand on her toes. She wiggles a foot that is surgically fused. She doesn’t understand it, and she won’t ever understand it. She says you don’t even have to understand it, you just have to believe it.
(Donna and Don Rosholt, her twin brother, were in the Class of ’62.)
Please pray for all of the families who have lost a family member or friend in the past year or so.
BARBARA SCHICK PURDY- Do you remember any of these former students?
I have been searching for a long lost friend since
we were in junior high school together in Heidelberg, Germany...her name was
Hilda Lough and still might be the same. The internet has opened fantastic
opportunities to finding old friends and I gave it a shot. I attended 5th grade
in l959 at the elementary school at Camp Darby....to this day I remember that
year as the happiest of my childhood. We lived in Tirrenia...viale San Guido(?)
cinque(5)...right down the road from the Imperiale (the Officers Club) and the
American Beach. My good friends then were Tina Turpin, Frances Ensworth, and
Claudia Wolz. I remember John Dillon, who gave me a silver Turkish Puzzle ring,
and William Gielow who was the first boy I held hands with in a movie! I
returned for a summer between my sophomore and junior year in High School. That
summer I became friendly with a girl named Kathy Roberts. Hilda had moved there
that summer. Claudia was still there. I remember a
nice guy named John Pallidino(?) and also a somewhat older young man named George Kirylo. Then there was Larry…can't remember his last name... and a dark haired guy who returned to Chicago that summer...I'd remember his name if I heard it. I would also like to find Claudia and Liesel Wolz. Years ago my husband and I returned to Europe with our children...our old house was still standing... My daughter will be renting a place for a few months in Tuscany this fall and I will probably pay her a visit while she is there...hopefully to relive a few gloriously golden moments of my past!
Barbara (Schick) Purdy, 208 Nuttall Road, Riverside, Illinois 708.447.8452, Fax 708.447.8543
Class of '61 Mini Reunion - March 2001
Pat Spencer, Elda (Herring) Eckles, Madelyn (Terrell) Horner and Butch Ray got together at Madelyn's house in Pine Beach, New Jersey, for a day of fond memories. As Madelyn so eloquently said, "It was great fun tripping down memory lane, and remembering things that were long gone from the memory bank." After all, it had been 40 years since the four of them had last been together. Not so for Pat, Elda and Madelyn, as they rendezvoused at Elda's last year along with Lititia & Mimi (Wells) and Dave Ellerman.
Pat flew from Mississippi to Baltimore on Thursday where she was met by Elda. Both drove to New Jersey Friday morning and joined up with Madelyn at her house. Later that day, the three drove over to East Brunswick, NJ to visit with Elda's sister and had a sumptuous Italian meal. Afterwards, they moseyed-on back (that's how they say it in Maryland) to Madelyn's --- arriving around 10:30 PM and, as Elda so aptly put it, "chatted for awhile, then we all fell apart and called it a night."
Saturday was a lazy day for the three adventurers…too tired to repeat Friday's performance, Pat and Elda managed to persuade Madelyn to prepare dinner (a great dinner it was!). Afterwards, they stayed home and enjoyed the evening reminiscing some more.
Butch arrived Sunday around noon and the four of them went to a local restaurant for lunch. Two hours later, they peeled themselves from their chairs and headed back towards Madelyn's via a tour of the area and shore (we refer to the beach as the shore in Joisey). Once back at Madelyn's we got out the year books, albums and wine and had an enjoyable time recalling the past and the 40 years hence.
Butch headed home early that evening and the three adventurers took off again, this time for Atlantic City and a big gambling night (ha!). It was a dull evening at the slots (it being Sunday). Elda managed to drop $5.00 and left it at that (big gambler) while Madelyn and Pat, being more daring, managed to get a little return and did a little better than break even for the night. All in all, it was a nice evening and they managed to get back to Madelyn's safely after a night of gambling and dining.
Unfortunately the weekend passed all too quickly (seems to always be the case). Pat and Elda headed out for the Baltimore airport Monday morning.
For the first time, Pete Hobiger set foot in the Big Apple as part of his 3-day stay with Butch Ray in Plainsboro, New Jersey (where?).
Pete flew out to New Jersey on Sunday, 4/22. The day of arrival was spent on the back deck catching up on happenings since the reunion in Spokane. When Pete mentioned that he had never been to New York City the reality of being this close without going couldn’t be ignored (as the city was only 45 miles from Butch’s). Butch saw it as an opportunity to show Pete the city and expose him to the rapid transit systems of the East (a phenomenon unheard of in the West).
A mid-morning train ride got them to the city without the usual early morning commuter hassles and deposited them at the Penn Station where they purchased a daily metro card for use on the notorious subway system. A short ride on the subway put them in Times Square where they took in the sights of Broadway and stopped to have a pizza at Ray’s Pizza (where else). Then to Central Park by subway, a walk down Fifth Avenue with a stop at the Trump Tower for a cappuccino, then on to St Patrick’s Cathedral and across the avenue to Rockefeller Center and Radio City Music Hall, before catching the subway to Downtown Manhattan for a view of the city from atop the World Trade Center.
Pete was starting to show signs of fatigue by then, but his enthusiasm persisted, so it was on to China Town and Little Italy by subway before heading back Uptown to catch the train home. All that and more in just 4 ½ hours. I’m sure his blisters have healed by now.
The next day (Tuesday) was also a highlight of his trip as Madelyn (Terrell) Horner drove over from the shore (Pine Beach) to join us for lunch and an afternoon visit.
Spokane Reunion 2000
(Sue Wright and Jo Jo Hentschel contributed the following account of last year’s reunion. Thanks, ladies.)
If you missed the Spokane Reunion, you missed one of the largest reunions we have ever had. Vicki Triplett Bergstrom and Linda Jones Chambers did a super job organizing the 2000 reunion and even arranged for the weather to be perfect. There were 70 in attendance, 43 former students. First timers included Sandi Hostrop Ambroff, Sam Dodson, George Kirylo, Dianne Denmark, Kathy Denmark Dehn, Nancy Bodman Glessner, Ann Schwab Green, Clayne Leitner, Sharon Finley Mercurio, Bob Becker, Donna Chase Stang, Rhoda Crampton Willis, Dan Hollock, Brent Hunter, and Duncan McKay and numerous spouses.
Butch Ray was the first to arrive on Wednesday. The hotel staff really outdid themselves, putting up with our late nights and running through the lobby. They even had our group on the marquee with a big welcome. The hospitality suite was always open, even when Jack Bergstrom and Joe Sherill had to help the manager pick the lock to get in. Linda picked up JoJo and Bert Hentschel on her way into Spokane. Her sister Carolyn and daughter (a surprise for Linda) were waiting for us. Butch was on the computer and organizing everyone's arrival, taking the shuttle out to the airport to meet folks as they came in.
The advance group had dinner at an Italian restaurant, and the waitress there won't forget us. There was wonderful music with Dean Martin singing old familiar songs. Derwood was on time as promised. Rob and Cheryl Salter brought two cases of Washington apples that were enjoyed by all.
On Thursday more and more folks arrived. We went shopping, walking along the river, and checking out the places for cappuccino.
On Friday even more arrived. Dianne Denmark brought her 8th grade yearbook with class pictures from Pisa. Donna Chase Stang, all the way from Schulenburg, Texas, still has her ponytail, and George Kirylo still has his Hollywood looks. Duncan McKay brought his sweet family, and Drake Wells brought beautiful flowers from Hawaii. Susie Cohen Smith from Southern California and Ann Schwab Green from Canada were glad to catch up on forty plus years of news. Jim brought Sharon Miletich with her new hairdo and new lease on life. Janie Tester Polm, back from Nigeria,and Clayne Lietner were glad to have a reunion close to home. Joe Fernan looked up some ancestors at Lake Fernan in the area. Several went to Coeur d'Alene for the day, and Pete and Kathy Hobiger and Dub and Sue (Harris) Wright drove all the way to Montana for the day. Bob Becker took off from his hospital duties to attend, and Nancy Bodman Glessner talked her husband into leaving the farm for the weekend. Sharon Finley Mercurio kept brother Jim and Pat Bowman in line as they hiked up the hill for some music. Friday evening, several went to Idaho for some dancing. Barbara Palmer Sherrill walked (or danced?) too much despite previous warnings.
Saturday we took group photos at the city
park on the BIG WAGON. It was good to see Rhoda in the class of 1961 photo shot
and visit with her on Saturday. We also had our annual meeting. The group
presented Harry and Connie Heflin with the Beautiful Italy Cookbook signed by
all in attendance as a thank you for all his work for the group and a belated
wedding gift. We voted to have the next three reunions in Florida (2001),
Southern California (2002), and Texas (2003). Dan Hollock's wonderful website
has inspired us with photos that bring back many memories of Camp Darby and
Tirrenia. Each class will develop its own website, and we hope to put the
newsletter on line as well. Butch Ray has already set up a web page for the
class of 1961. Harry Heflin is in the process of revamping the current site for
the school with the
possibility of a new web address. Dinner on Saturday night was at the Arizona with a barbecue meal catered. A starlit night on the patio with good friends is hard to beat.
On Sunday the group started to drift home. Flights were overbooked, so some had to leave earlier or later than originally planned. Even Joachim Auer with his airline connections had a problem. Pizza was ordered for those still there. Gale Salter Strait returned with her wonderful husband Carty and shared some of her watercolors with us. The stragglers finished the leftovers and did some dancing. Some were even given private dancing lessons. Bert says thanks to Sandi and Leslie he can now two step, slow-slow-fast-fast step. Johnny and Barbara Jones joined in the dancing after he showed us how big his fish was.
On Monday Jack and Gwen Miller went home via Wyoming. We were off to Idaho to visit friends from Turkey who lived on the same street we did and Johnny Sager did years ago where he met his bride.
This was another wonderful reunion, sharing with old friends and meeting new ones as well.
See y'all in Florida in October!
Reflections on Spokane
Gail Salter is an accomplished artist who freely gave copies of some of her watercolors to anyone who wanted one. (Left is a copy of a personal note that Gail sent to Karel Van Gelder several years ago.)
And Brent Hunter is a very big art fan and charcoal artist himself. His hopes are to have a studio or gallery one of these days. Many of the folks enjoyed the antique stores within walking distance of the motel. Rhoda Crampton was there. We had one of the biggest crowds ever!! Very nice to see Harry as happy as he is; Connie fits in nicely.
It was a very special moment to see Barbara Palmer-Sherrell, Vicki Bergstrom, Johnny Jones, Jack Miller, Gail Salter all together. Class of ’58.
We missed many of the regulars and hope they come back this year.
Cheri Lavigne, Class of ‘80 (early graduate in Sept 79) Writes
I can’t write as an exciting story as Mark did for the August 2000 newsletter. I was so intrigued by it. Thanks Mark. Miss you! But the story of my endeavors is as follows!
My father was in the Army for many years and his career took us to Camp Darby Italy in 1975. When it came time for him to be reassigned he asked for an extension to his tour at Camp Darby and was honored his request. We lived in Italy until Sept 1979. What a life! I only wish I could raise my daughter in the same environment as I. I always tell her stories of Livorno American High School, our sports trips, the Bar Sport and it’s owner “Roberto”, the annual carnivals held on the base with the “flying chairs” and many other memories I have of being raised in my teen years in Italy.
When it was time for my dad’s tour to end at Camp Darby, it was one school year short of me being able to graduate with my class of 1980. I was terrified to come back to the states and go to a school I didn’t know for one year to graduate with people I didn’t know, so I decided to calculate my credits and be an early graduate of LAHS I was short one credit in Health. UGH! The principle at that time was Dr. Gangsei. He, my parents and I got together and decided that if I made up that one credit I could receive my diploma early. So I did, and in Sept. 1979 I received my High School Diploma from Livorno American High School. What an honor it is to say I graduated from LAHS. It was a wonderful decision made on my part and I wouldn’t change it for anything. Yes I missed walking down the aisle in a “cap and gown” and all the frills of that graduating day, but that’s okay, I’m glad I did it.
We returned to the United States in September of 1979. What a sorrowful day that was. All of us “military brats” know and understand we never really get a chance to stay in one place long and make so many friends. I was leaving my “home” and it was hard!!
Dad was being stationed in Virginia. We resided in Virginia for about a year, where I began my career with the Federal Government. Dad retired from the Army and accepted a wonderful job opportunity at McClellan AFB, California. I was able to take a transfer to McClellan as well, so I followed them. Shortly after we came to Sacramento, California, my brother (Chris Rockey, LAHS Class of 1978) and his wife (Linda) also came to Sacramento. We were all together again and have been ever since!
I was now working on McClellan AFB. This is where I met my husband, Ron. He was in the Air Force at the time. We were married in June 1984. My name is now Cheri Perry (no laughing, I hear it all the time!) Ron decided to end his Air Force career in October of 1984 and continue to work in the Sacramento area and I continued to work for the Government at McClellan. We were blessed with a beautiful daughter in May 1987, Megan Nicole.
Since our marriage in 1984, we have continued to live in the Sacramento area. I continued with the government and he works in the environmental clean up field.
Ron is still in the Clean up business. Megan is now in the 8th grade and 13 years old. I unfortunately experienced a job injury in May of 1998, which caused me to have spinal surgery in Aug 98. The surgery did not go as expected and I have been forced to leave my career of almost 20 years. Though I have medical problems, I have been able to be a full-time mom and housewife now for almost 2 years and love my new career!!
I have not been able to return to Camp Darby, but I have friends that have been there and shared pictures, as well as the Tesoretto Times updates. I have been able to keep in touch with many classmates and it is awesome to talk with them and walk down memory lane. Thank god for computers, the web and e-mail. I try to keep in touch with all of my LAHS contacts I have found. I also have a website of my family as well as one of my LAHS memories. Please visit and sign my guest book. I would love to hear from everybody!
LIFE IS AND HAS BEEN GOOD TO ME!!
Thank you for keeping us together!!!
And Last but Not Least – Don’t Forget This Year’s Reunion…Details follow:
Thanks Karel for yet another fine edition of The Tesoretto Times!