WELCOME  FROM 2/1/09

                             NOTES FROM 2/1/09

      WELCOME 2/4/09
I added another feature. The archive tab is a holding place for old messages that were on the front page.
Since my last entry Howard Bernstein in Billerica,MA, Louise Christensen from Tuscon and Marti Council from Chicago signed in. Also I talked to Marvin Duren in Lebanon, Tenn. and Allen Gain in Arlington Heights, IL.
 "Good Lord Keith! Is this going to be a you and I blog going forward into the next decade? Snow. San Diego is experiencing warmer than usual weather. Today's high close to the beach and around my house was 83. Sorry! Keep on saving your money and soon I will go house hunting with you and Dolores. I called Val Iversen today. We are getting together in a couple of weeks. She is living it up in Palm Desert...quite a busy lady!

Today, I on the other hand went to see my financial son Alexander. He works as an Estate Planner. Yes, I have the 401K blues also. Maybe I will go back to work. But, I worry that I will end up getting laid-off. Oh well, I can collect unemployment!
  WELCOME 2/10/2009
I talked to Roger Reinger now in Elk Grove Village, IL. Ed Searing in Johnsburg, IL and Ginny Thomas from the U.P. Michigan signed in. 
                              NOTES       2/22/2009
Thanks for getting this website up. Howard Moldofsky called me earlier today and emailed me the site information. I just finished going thru your posts and hope you are doing well with staying healthy and other less important things like the stock market and the other challenges you discuss in your postings. I'm afraid we will wind up leaving many of those problems to our children to solve.

It was great to go thru the directory and see so many names that I remember and, unfortunately, many more that leave me clueless.

I practised law in Carbondale and then Chicago.  when I retired about four years ago, my wife, Marge, and I moved from Wilmette to just outside Portland, Oregon. We love it except for the wet, overcast winters when we try to travel.

When we're home, I play AT golf a lot, garden, hike, kayak, bird, am trying fly fishing, and particpate in 'lifelong learning' opportunities. at our age, we have all heard about them.

Actually, it's great. I'm trying to learn Spanish at the junior college and am participating in some of our library's programs. They provide the books and arrange reading groups that are moderated by professors at Reed College. it's been a great way to read and discuss some of those books I never had time for.

We have two children. Our daughter is married and living in Maine. Our son is at Tulane in medical school and planning to return to Portland asap.

I look fwd to following your blog and hope that if anyone is near Portland, they contact me at 503 661 4011 or, by email,

If we get to Chicago for the reunion that will be great. In any event, stay healthy; "this is YOUR reunion and we don't want u to miss it." Mel Rieff
A new feature I know you will enjoy will be here soon. One of our former teachers, Jack Spatafora, will be sending us some thoughts and memories to bring us back to those days at NILEHI.

Jack Spatafora’s 40 year career as an educator includes chairing and reforming history curricula in schools like Fenwick, Niles, New Trier and Loyola University. As a writer it includes executive addresses and network documentaries for presidents, ambassadors and CEO’s. In speaking of his career, Spatafora tells that, “boiled down it has meant helping students think a little better and executives sound a little better. On my best days, I like to imagine myself an Oak Park Mr. Chips.” 

While at Fenwick, Spatafora began sharpening his rhetorical skills as captain of the debate team and columnist for The Wick. He also participated in the annual Blackfriars Drama Guild annual productions. He achieved honors as an award-winning debater and member of the National Honor Society. At his Fenwick graduation in 1949, he gave the valedictory address. He speaks of his Fenwick experience thusly, “I’ve seen Fenwick both as a student and for a while as a faculty member, where I not only used what I learned, but saw how the Fenwick experience continues in the lives of those who came after us. I also received preparation for life in several ways – from the courses and teachers an academic and moral readiness for life; from debate knowing how to organize thoughts and think on my feet; from The Wick and theatre knowing how to communicate with the heart as well as the head.” 

He received his BA from Loyola and MA from Northwestern, where he also completed doctoral work in history. He and his wife Joan live in Park Ridge, IL, and have three grown children, Rick, Debra, and Lisa.

 I really enjoy talking to you on the phone. I know that your first reaction is "this must be a sales pitch". Then when you hear Niles Township High School you loosen up a bit. After we get past the fact that you don't remember me we start talking about old friends, classes and teachers. Now we are rolling and before you know it 10 minutes has gone by. I don't mind because I want to hear those things that remind me of a long gone past. If only you could reach out and e-mail someone on the list and then talk on the phone and maybe make lunch or dinner plans. To quote a line from the TV show "Damages".   "Do it , you'll thank me later."
BTW did you hear about the new Denny's breakfast meal. It's called the Octo-Mom. Eight eggs, no sausage and the guy in the booth next to you pays the bill. I have some detectives working now, Pat Paul Leider, Barb Kalfen Halegua, Denny Crosby, Howard Moldofsky, Rochelle Laskov Zuniga, Ed Searing and Dale Greene Kane calling and researching to find the missing. Also Howard Moldofsky was thinking about scanning the yearbook pictures of our class and putting them on a CD for those of you who lost the book. That book is not replaceable. 
Keith Anderson suggested I write something for the Niles HS '61 blog and your upcoming reunion. I'm not sure if you remember me -- teaching social studies up on the second floor -- but I sure remember you!

Oh, not individually; but collectively. My memory, like that of my colleague teachers, looks back on your class as a time of calm just before the storm of the 60's. Niles was a charming, yellow-bricked road to good learning and healthy fun. The principal was Keith Cavanaugh and some of my social studies peers included  Donn Wright, Karl DeJonge, John Betts, George Scherb, Mel Pirok, Dave Jackson, Everett Colton and Bernie Zagorin.

More important than our names, Niles back then was perhaps the last whisper of the same age in America I grew up in. An age of relative peace, prosperity, and a confidence that has been battered a lot ever since. My memory floats back to a time when there were no metal detectors at the door, only a zest for demonstrations on the campus, only rallies before the PCs and Internet, only the innocence of optimism that made you feel this was a good time to be alive and it would just keep getting better.

You were growing up in a pretty happy campus where guys still wore ties and gals still  liked wearing skirts. And we all liked a young man in the White House who seemed for too little a time to mean we were on the road to greatness. Student monitors called the SSO patrolled the hallways...concerned counselors like Bob Botthof listened to your problems....and the style of discipline from Marvin Ihne and John Houghton was more friendly reminder than tough confrontation. Oh, and your parents weren't in the habit of always suing the school like some of them are today!

My memories of you were that of a generation still a lot like my generation at your age. You came to Niles from families who wanted you to learn, and you pretty much agreed with that mission. You were bright, eager, questioning, and goal-oriented. In my own social studies classes I tended to circle the chairs...stroll the room...try to engage you in give-and-take....and with few exceptions, you never disappointed me. You were a great bunch to teach!

Now I can't say I never disappointed you, but I can say this. Generally, those years were good years for me...for the community... for the nation. Today you -- and certainly I -- are much older. But reunions like this have a felicitous way of stirring old remembrances and energizing old enthusiasms. I hope that's exactly what yours does for you. I know it does for me.

Jack was one of my favorite teachers at NTHS.  I actually spoke to him several months ago when I received a teaching award and thanked him for inspiring me years after I was in his classes.  I remember one class when he taught US HIstory while standing on top of his desk for the entire period.  He certainly got my attention!   Please add these comments to the blog.  Irene Karpman Lerner
Pam Trommer Shattuck  left a new comment.          "50th?????You must be kidding": 

Yes, it does seem shocking that we are readying for our 50th reunion especially when most of us feel 50 years old, not 65, and some of us feel even younger than that. But as we all know, "time flies when you are having fun". And it doesn't help matters that our "kids" are going to their 20th, 25th and possibly 30th reunions while we are planning ours. One of the best parts of our reunion planning is the glow of youth it gives us as we read names of high school friends and think back to those days and the joy we had. It seems now that it might have been more fun as we forget the not so fun things. All in all this website and the thoughts of the reuniting to come in getting back together bring an additional spark into our lives.
I would never trade my amazing friends, my wonderful life, my loving family for less gray hair or a flatter belly. As I've aged, I've become kinder to myself, and less critical of myself. I've become my own friend. I don't chide myself for eating that extra cookie, or for not making my bed, or for buying that silly cement gecko that I didn't need, but looks so avante garde on my patio. I am entitled to a treat, to be messy, to be extravagant.
I have seen too many dear friends leave this world too soon; before they understood the great freedom that comes with aging.
Whose business is it if I choose to read or play on the computer until 4 AM and sleep until noon? I will dance with myself to those wonderful tunes of the 60 &70's, and if I, at the same time, wish to weep over a lost love ... I will.
I will walk the beach in a swim suit that is stretched over a bulging body, and will dive into the waves with abandon if I choose to, despite the pitying glances from the jet set.
They, too, will get old.
I know I am sometimes forgetful.
But there again, some of life is just as well forgotten. And I eventually remember the important things.
Sure, over the years my heart has been broken. How can your heart not break when you lose a loved one, or when a child suffers, or even when somebody's beloved pet gets hit by a car? But broken hearts are what give us strength and understanding and compassion. A heart never broken is pristine and sterile and will never know the joy of being imperfect.
I am so blessed to have lived long enough to have my hair turning gray, and to have my youthful laughs be forever etched into deep grooves on my face.
So many have never laughed, and so many have died before their hair could turn silver.
As you get older, it is easier to be positive. You care less about what other people think. I don't question myself anymore. I've even earned the right to be wrong.
So, to answer your question, I like being old. It has set me free. I like the person I have become. I am not going to live forever, but while I am still here, I will not waste time lamenting what could have been, or worrying about what will be. And I shall eat dessert every single day(if I feel like it).
Sent by Capt. Rob Burnstein
Jack Spatafora was my Homeroom teacher and I remember attending his wedding at the Greek Orthodox Church on the Outer Drive.    
Funny story about being in his homeroom:  my Junior year was my first year at NTHS as I had transferred in from another state. 
After the first Jewish holidays in Sept.  I realized that over Chanukah there would be very few of us (Gentiles) in school (and I would 
be one of them).  So I came in one morning in late Nov. and told him that my family had changed our last name to Williamsburg and converted to Judaism.  So, obviously, I would be out for all of the Jewish holidays.  He smiled and congratulated me and told me "I will note it once you bring me a letter from your Rabbi."    WOW! BUSTED!!!!   :-)   Needless to say, I was in school for all of the Jewish holidays and it was our "joke."  I really liked him and his wife; she was also one of my teachers.  
Thanks so much,
Jan Williams-Eddleman
Going to Niles East (for my junior year) was the best year of my high school experience.  I loved the feel of the building and felt I was truly in high school.
Had wonderful teachers (particularly English teacher who I later ran into at Illinois Circle.  Your website and all your efforts for the reunion are just great and much fun to go through the various areas you’ve set up.  As for me, I am working still in Washington DC but miss Chicago more as time goes by.  Midwesterners are the best people –all the great faces in the photos attest to it.  Best of luck with your party! Carol Bloom (nee Green)
Hi Keith
I had a chance to view the NTHS website. It is fantastic. However, I have not had a chance to provide any followup info at this time. Currently I live in the state of Washington on the Peninsula (Sequim) to be exact. I work for the State of WA as a Vocational Rehabilitation Counselor, and I'm in the process of purchasing a home in AL where I plan to retire. Why Alabama? I have lived in 6 states through out the US and find myself being drawn back to the South and it's people. Plus the price is right. Hope to visit NTHS website again soon. 
Judy  Dziadula
Thanks so much for your call.  Count me in.  I've wanted to go to a Nilehi
reunion for many years.

I'm a semi-retired college professor; I teach about 11 classes a year at the
community college in Albuquerque.  My field is American Studies and I have
taught management and business for many years at the University of Houston
and University of Redlands in Southern California.  My research is on
workplace violence and campus violence, and I will publish a paper on campus
violence in 2010 in the National Social Science Journal.  I am also a

At Nilehi, my activities included acting in plays and singing in Vivace.  I
wasn't a cheerleader, however -- sigh.  Dianne R. Layden, Ph.D. 
Hi Keith,
I just wanted to let you know that I finally spent some time at the Nilehi website and it's wonderful.  You've done a super job putting so much together.  Being technologically challenged, I can only marvel at all the photos, messages, and information that is there, and it's great to see the pictures, read all the messages, and see where so many of us are these days.  Having the website helps bring back happy memories of Cleveland School, Niles, and Skokie.  Even though I have lived in Maryland for most of my life, Skokie is still "home" and where I'm from, and I proudly tell people that.  Keep up the good work on the website-I'll look forward to seeing more in the future.
Sandra Kornspan (Eisenberg)
Noreen helped me find Jeanne(Ferdman)Strauss and I called her. Jeanne gave me the numbers for Joan Gordon and Janice Jacobs. I hope they sign in. That is how it works as we wind down to the last few lost friends. Mitch Melamed was happy to find out about the website and reunion. My sister's class of '59 is having their reunion this coming weekend. 
Roberta Wiig Berg Monday, 2/16/09, 1:25 AM 
 Hope this won't become a double entry. Just wanted to check if Glenn R. remembers being upset that I won a marching competition and beat him into marching band even though he could play the trumpet better than I could?! :-) And has nobody been able to find Mary McColoch?! 
 steve miller Wednesday, 2/18/09, 1:55 PM 
 Suzanne Warda (61') and I have been married for 39 years and both of us agree (which is an odd occurance) that attending a reunion would be fun! We would welcome any and all related information. 
 From: Portland,OR and Las Vegas,NV 
Glenn Rosenthal Monday, 2/16/09, 10:20 AM 
 Roberta: I don't remember being better than anybody at playing the trumpet. I soon gave it up as a public service. I hope you come to the reunion. Glenn 
 From: Phoenix 
Marsha Green Levin Sunday, 2/15/09, 10:51 PM 
 Just saw this on-line from a friend... I have been in Real Estate for the past 30 years. NOw in the healing arts for the past 20 years... Living in Arizona for the past 40 years. Daughter living in Highland Park and parents in Bannockburn. Lots more relatives in surrounding areas of northern suburbs. See you in June,2011 .........Will be fun to see young faces again. Marsha 
 From: Scottsdale,Az 
Hello All, from Iris Daglas   3/2/2009

 Jack Spatafora and Bernie Zagorin opened my eyes and challenged me to think beyond the confines of my then very small world. "Thank you" is an inadequate statement. My  educational experience would have been incomplete without their efforts to politicize us.  They planted the seeds of political awareness and helped to create a political activist.
 Dr. would be proud!

Please do chime in! In what way did teachers influence you?
 Howard Moldofsky Monday, 2/16/09, 5:03 PM 
 I had a blast at the last and only reunion I attended back in 1991. Seeing friends I hadn't seen in decades and hearing great and not so great things that have happened to them made me melancholy for our carefree teenage years. It also made me feel bad because some of the close friends that I had, I had not continued to stay in touch with (my fault as much as theirs). And I even tried to rekindle some of those friendships to limited avail. So I'm looking forward to seeing some of them again in 2011. You can add my name to your list. 
 From: Glenview 
Here is a reprint of our 10 year reunion introduction 


As the sun set over the stadium bleachers on a warm June night in 1961, ten robed and hooded figures carrying flaming Trojanhead torches emerged from the Hot Dog concession and proceeded to walk around the football field 10 times in slow and deliberate cadence while singing NILEHI in a barely audible tone. This stimulating ritual was followed by a solemn bow toward the South goal post and the highly respected Bay's Drive-In. Thus occured a ceremony so secret that not even the F.B.I., S.S.O. or Skokie Police had information as to it's nature. But before disbanding, this dedicated clandestine group took an oath on the NileHiLite and swore never to forsake the God given right to a 10th reunion. The 1971 NTHS reunion committee had been formed and pushed onward dedicated to the principle that all graduates are (a) deserving of an evening stimulated by old memories and (b) entitled to the answers to all consuming questions such as marital status, offspring number, occupation and present mortgage payments of former classmates.
   The committee selection was by no means a random effort. Only those showing a definite tendency toward severe psychosis and/or self destruction were, for obvious reasons, selected. A history of making obscene anonymous phone calls was also considered an attribute for committee membership.
   Conceived as a benevolent dictatorial democracy, the committee has happily progressed to the total anarchy stage which somehow seemed more realistic and workable in the planning of such an important event.
   As this very evening draws to a close you will easily recognize the committee members as those people in obvious catatonic stupors with 8 cent stamps stuck to their tongues. May they be forever blessed by the United States Postal Service and the missing person of NTHS '61. They refuse to try harder in 1981!
Your 10 year reunion committee            
Joan Murlas Karafotas
Carole Virgilio Kruse
Pat Paul Moon
Barbara Katz Morelli
Gayle Kastil Oleff
Linda Karlov Rashkow
Marilyn Lees Reinish
Nancy Dell'Aringa Samuelson
Janice Witzel                                       HMMMMM.  All Chicks
While attending a wedding in Estes Park, CO  Dolores and I  visited and stayed with Pat Rice Foss for an evening. She has a 36 acre lot on top of a mountain with breathtaking views and wildlife roaming the property. Her late husband (Tom Foss '62) helped design and build the house. Her daughter lives in town (Boulder) and her son is in San Diego. Pat is spending time working with the Unity Church Youth group. Keith Anderson
 Most of my joy has come from the achievements of my family.  Of late that would be my daughter, Jennifer Schemke whose comedy short film "Pimp My Rascal" made it into the LA Comedy Short Film Festival.  She has a master's degree in Theatre Arts from DePaul University, studied Shakespeare at Oxford, etc. and is a filmmaker.  This was a red carpet thrill for the entire family.   Look her up on Youtube or at to view her comedy reels.   For me that was better than 2005 when I was the number one realtor in Solano County with sales exceeding $25,000,000.
Pam Meltzer Schemke
 I had a slightly disturbing phone conversation yesterday. the call was with a former classmate who was so upset that I found her that she mentioned how terrible her memories were from NTHS and then hung up. Hopefully she hasn't been bearing this burden for 50 years. I'm sure all of us have had bad moments in the past but I only think of the good times.
We are having our first committee meeting on Tuesday evening. There will be 15 classmates there and I will keep you up to date on the proceedings. We tried to set up a webcast of the meeting but for lack of a good IT specialist our attempts failed. Maybe next meeting.
After leaving the Chicago area in '86 and working in Grand Cayman for two years, my wife, Lisbeth and I moved to the San Francisco Bay area in '88.  We have been living in Livermore since '94 and lovin' it! Dick Peterson
 I have thought of Joan Murlas many times in the past nine years. Joan and I sat across the aisle from one another in Junior English. She was always a very dear and supportive person to me. Why would I think of Joan after all these years? Well, here is my story. The long version.
   Way back in 1963, I met my future husband while Ski-bumming in Alta, Utah. He was a recent graduate of RIT and looking to see the world before he settled into a real life career. Instead he found me. (The shorter version) After several years of deep powder skiing, it was time to get real and he decided to become an Air Line Pilot. He had a long career with Delta Airlines. (32 years). It was the family joke that we never took vacations, but simply moved to a new garden spot in the USA and built another house. We were fortunate to live in Laguna Beach, CA,  Whistler Mountain, BC, Boston, MA, Athens, Greece, Scottsdale, AZ,  Woodstock, IL, Florida Keys, Park City, UT, Saint Augustine, FL, Amelia Island, FL and finally settle in Fort Myers, FL where our son, daughter-in-law and two granddaughter reside.
   When my husband, A.T., retired in 2000, I keeper of all records, noticed that something was amiss with his routine blood labs. (Tests that he had done bi-yearly throughout his flying career) He was diagnosed with MDS. (Sometimes referred to as the "Pilots Disease" perhaps caused by high altitude flying) After four years of dealing with a local oncologist who had no treatment plan we were desperate to find help. I Googled MDS and learned that the foremost expert in the country had just come to H. Lee Moffitt Cancer Center in Tampa from M.D. Andersen in TX. We were able to get an appointment immediately only to learn that his condition had progressed into Acute Myeloid Leukemia (AML). Fortunately for us, the stars lined up and another renowned expert in BMT & Stem Cell Transplant had just come to Moffitt from The Hutch in, Seattle. A.T. had his Stem-Cell Transplant (unrelated donor) in November of 2004. At 64 years old he was one of the oldest patients on which they had preformed this procedure. Today, I am delighted to report that he plays golf two or three times a week, enjoys his granddaughters, and mentors prospective patients for Moffitt. He/we spent a month in the hospital and another 3 months living next door to Moffitt for daily visits. But, that seems like a life time ago. So why do I think of Joan? Joan was a pioneer. She was one of, if not the first patient to take interferon. She was so brave and thinking of her gave me strength during our darkest days.

So, that's my story.  Susan Seedorf Strong
As a comedian once quipped, I resemble that remark.  (Bad use of language, I suppose, but funny none the less.)  Actually, my husband Mike and I met in Band at Nilehi when I was a sophomore and he was a junior and we'll be celebrating our 45th anniversary in August.  But there's more.  Mike went on to play in the U of Michigan Marching Band during college and we both played in the Palatine, IL Community Band over the years.  Presently, we both play in the Buffalo Grove Symphonic Band and we are quite accomplished (she said humbly).  In fact, we are held in such high esteem (am I getting very boring??), last year our logo was pictured on the Village of Buffalo Grove's vehicle stickers.  Long story short, I love the idea of those who want to do so, playing "Nilehi" with cheerleading support, etc.  It would be wonderful to invite Charles Groeling and his mentor, Leo Provost, both of whom live in the Chicago area, to our reunion.  Who knows, they might even want to conduct!  Leo is in his upper 80's and Charles in his 70's.  Irene Karpman Lerner
Wow...this terrific event is such a surprise! I've been away from that wonderful community for so many years that it jolted my mind back 48 years.
My wife and I are retired and living on 7 1/2 acres of wooded land just outside of Lakeland, where I entertain myself by working on my race cars in our 1,200 Sq. Ft. garage, while Linda enjoys caring for her dairy goats in her own barn. Ah! the blessings of "no deed restrictions" and very tolerant neighbors. We are only a 45 minute drive to either Orlando of Tampa and have grown children and grand children in both of thoughs cities. See attachments.
Kindest regards, Bob Halpern.
 Some of the committee members have volunteered to adopt a small group of the classmembers to inform and answer questions about the upcoming reunion. Since the numbers have grown to 700 and still growing it has become difficult for me to keep up with the requests and still live a life. You can continue sending pictures to me for the different pages and I hope you still keep the personal e-mails coming. I am excited about how the response has grown to our site and we are all looking forward to a great reunion.   Keith Anderson 
Last Saturday, 8/1/09, my wife's cousin, Marty Jordan, drowned while saving 2 young children. His heroic efforts saved those 2 and 3 other children caught in a riptide on Lake Michigan near South Haven. Marty was a wonderful man and left us all too soon leaving behind 3 small children and one on the way. He devoted his life to social service in the Chicago area. Thursday and Friday will be very sad days for all of his family as he is put to rest. Dolores and Keith
A daughter's request. Can anyone help her.
hi Keith
I am hoping that you might be able to help me....I am the daughter of Ron Wolfstyn who was in the '61 class from Niles Township. I noticed his name on your class reunion website, although it incorrectly lists that he died in 1998...he actually died in 1989. I was not raised by him and did not learn his identity til after his death. He died unmarried and had no other children. I am looking for anybody who knew him and maybe has photos of him from his childhood. He did not have any siblings or close relatives so I have only a few photos of him at all. If you know of anybody that might be able to talk to me about him, I would be very grateful. Thanks for any help!
I had a nice chat with Cynthia (Baren) Rivenson yesterday. She remembered some girls who she will contact and make them aware of the website and reunion. She has a daughter in Plano, TX and a daughter in Australia with 6 children. 
Cynthia sends her best to all of her old friends and is looking forward to contacting them by phone or e-mail. She hadn't been to any reunions and was surprised to hear a voice from the past. 
I talked with Bob Glazer and Dick Rehwaldt this past week and they both recently went through surgery and are recovering well. They were both fun-loving guys in H.S. and still enjoy life. Both had good attitudes and are ready to get back into their regular routines again. Also Bob Feinberg (our valedictorian) has joined our committee. We are now the smartest committee in the world. 
Recently some of you received an e-mail about "Cough CPR". On further investigation it has been concluded that the process is not recommended by the American Heart Association. I generally try to avoid sending out information of this nature but it came to me from a well-respected source. If you would like to look up about Cough CPR there are articles on the internet including Let's hope that none of us will be in that isolated situation as was indicated, Keith
Dolores and I met up with Bob and Barb (Trufant) Rhodes and Lloyd and Joan Kuehn for dinner last night. I hadn't seen either Bob, Barb or Lloyd in many, many years. As some of you remember, Bob's father had the barbershop next to the Skokie Theater and he cut many of our heads with crew cuts and flattops. We went to Zingarellas in Glenview (The Glen) and spent all of 3 hours walking down memory lane. Barb and Bob were a little tired since they had just flown in from London. We are looking forward to visiting Bob and Barb in Idaho next year,  Keith
We had a nice time at Mitch's house and accomplished what we needed to do. Ira Berger is in charge of checking out Chicago venues and Heloise Corman Nathan will handle North Suburban venues. All committee members will help in finding venues and costing and then channel that information through these two. We will meet again in September. Marilyn Lees is in charge of social services to discreetly handle help for classmates who would like to attend but are financially unable. Barb Kalfen is in charge of host housing by classmembers in the Chicago area. Mitch will remain as Treasurer. We have a remaining balance of $1200.00. We did agree that a venue should be chosen and contracted relatively soon to take advantage of the current pricing. The thoughts seemed to narrow the weekend down to Friday and Saturday leaving Sunday free for travelling or visiting. Still a work in progress with 2 years to go for the side things. A concern about the date was brought up. There might be some who would feel nervous about flying on 9/11/2011 which would be the Sunday getaway day. This will be addressed at the next meeting. 
As we approach our 2nd committee meeting some important decisions must be made. After we determine when and where to hold the reunion, discuss the finances and organize sub-committees we will have plenty of time to work on the activities surrounding the reunion. 
If you go to the web polls and enter your preferences about flying on 9/11 and also the month to hold the reunion we will have a gauge to help in our decisions. Not to influence your choice but it seems other reunions are being held in August and September to avoid weddings and proms which compete for venues.  Keith
top five life lessons shared by people ages 65 to 104 are:

1.The simple things matter most.
2.Humor and time cure most pains.
3.There's more satisfaction in giving than getting. Service to others is the most satisfying activity.
4.Choose your spouse carefully. It will be your most important decision.
5.Work hard and in a field or role that you enjoy.
After being reprimanded for being one of the people who seldom visited the Nilehi website, I decided to give it a whirl.   It is amazing and informative and fun.   I particularly enjoyed the "fifteen minutes of fame" responses.  The depth with which many responded touched my heart.  So many challenges and all of them met with courage and hope.  
I didn't participate in much at Niles, probably a Rebel Without A Cause might have defined me at that time.    Grew up in the City and wasn't very happy about moving to Skokie.  How short sighted.  I met my husband, Jim Schemke, in Allison's House of Music.  He was already in there when I came in looking for Bo Diddley records.  Mr. Allison thought it was a conspiracy since Jim Schemke was also looking for Bo Diddley records.  I was 14 - he was 16 and  he went to Notre Dame in Niles.  We have been married for 43 years; he is still a practicing Oral Surgeon who plays golf 4 afternoons a week.  I  am fortunate to have my son as my partner in our real estate business.   Our daughter lives in New Orleans and since we live in California that seems to be a long distance.  
I count my blessings every day and I am in awe of the accomplishments and 
contributions made by our class.
Thank you so much for starting this process.  I have been communicating with people I hadn't thought about in years.  Looking forward to the reunion.
Pamela (Meltzer) Schemke
Hi Keith,
Thanks so much for finding me. When you mentioned Nilehi class of 61 it sent chills down my spine. I’m enclosing a recent picture for your archives. I’m divorced and living in Marina Del Rey California and have been in the apparel business for many years. In my early years I aspired to be an actor…and had worked in Chicago at Pheasant Run Playhouse before I finally moved to California. When I joined actor’s equity they told me that someone else had my last name in the union. So I had to change mine. I chose a family name from my mother’s side ….hence the name Lanfield
Best Regards,
Bob Bohn (Lanfield) 
From Ron Hauser for MEN ONLY
 new scam that is targeting men - Tell them to be careful!!
Women often receive warnings about protecting themselves at the mall and in dark parking lots, etc. This is the first warning I have seen for men. I wanted to pass it on in case you haven't heard about it. This will only become more commonplace as the older men travel south. A 'heads up' for those men who may be regular Lowe's, Home Depot, or Costco customers. This one caught me by surprise.
 Over the last month I became a victim of a clever scam while out shopping. Simply going out to get supplies has turned out to be quite traumatic. Don't be naive enough to think it couldn't happen to you or your friends. 
Here's how the scam works:
 Two seriously good-looking 20-something girls come over to your car as you are packing your shopping into the trunk. They both start wiping your windshield with a rag and Windex, with their breasts almost falling out of their skimpy T-shirts. It is impossible not to look. When you thank them and offer them a tip, they say 'No' and instead ask you for a ride to McDonalds. You agree and they get into the back seat. On the way, they start undressing. Then one of them climbs over into the front seat and starts crawling all over you, while the other one steals your wallet.   
 I had my wallet stolen June 4th, 9th, 10th, twice on the 15th, 17th, 20th, 24th, & 29th. Also July 1st & 4th, twice on the 8th, 16th, 23rd, 26th & 28th, three times last Monday and very likely again this upcoming weekend.
 So tell your friends to be careful. What a horrible way to take advantage of older men. Warn your friends to be vigilant. 
  Wal-Mart has wallets on sale for $2.99 each. I found cheaper ones for $1.99 at K-Mart and bought them out. Also, you never will get to eat at McDonalds. I've already lost 11 pounds just running back and forth to Lowe's, Home Depot, and Costco. 
This is a beautiful but sad video you might enjoy sent by Cary Hehn.
This video shows the winner of " Ukraine’s Got Talent", Kseniya Simonova, 24, drawing a series of pictures on an illuminated sand table showing how ordinary people were affected by the German invasion during World War II. Her talent, which admittedly is a strange one, is mesmeric to watch. 
Kseniya Simonova says:  
"I find it difficult enough to create art using paper and pencils or paintbrushes, but using sand and fingers is beyond me. The art, especially when the war is used as the subject matter, even brings some audience members to tears. And there’s surely no bigger compliment.."
The images, projected onto a large screen, moved many in the audience to tears and she won the top prize of about £75,000. 
She begins by creating a scene showing a couple sitting holding hands on a bench under a starry sky, but then warplanes appear and the happy scene is obliterated. 
It is replaced by a woman’s face crying, but then a baby arrives and the woman smiles again. Once again war returns and Miss Simonova throws the sand into chaos from which a young woman’s face appears. 
She quickly becomes an old widow, her face wrinkled and sad, before the image turns into a monument to an Unknown Soldier. 
This outdoor scene becomes framed by a window as if the viewer is looking out on the monument from within a house. 
In the final scene, a mother and child appear inside and a man standing outside, with his hands pressed against the glass, saying goodbye. 
The Great Patriotic War, as it is called in Ukraine , resulted in one in four of the population being killed with eight to 11 million deaths out of a population of 42 million. 
Take time out to see this amazing piece of art. 

p.s. some of my favorite quotes:
"We are not human beings on a spiritual journey, we are spiritual beings on a human journey." - Yogi Bhajan (father of Kundalini Yoga)
"There is only love, everything else is our resistance to it." - Terces Engelheart
"I am he / As you are he / As you are me / And we are all / Together" - John Lennon/ Paul McCartney
"Peace cannot be kept by force.  It can only be achieved by understanding."  - Albert Einstein
When will the reunion occur. Often asked my response is "It already started a year  ago with classmates reconnecting all over the country and as Bud Morten put it " The physical reunion will be great, but because there are so many of us, there will be only limited time to talk with all the people who are there.  Even better are all the unrushed meetings of old friends that will take place before and after the physical reunion."
Did you know that Larry Proft's son, Dan Proft,  was a gubernatorial candidate for the republican party of Illinois and had a fine showing. I think you will here from him in the future.
This is something that Jack Spatafora posted in his daily blog that really touched me. If you haven't been following Jack's blogs you are missing out on a very reflective and observational piece of life.
"I was regretting the past and fearing the future.
Suddenly my Lord was speaking:
"My name is I am"
He paused. I waited. He continued.

When you live in the past with its mistakes and regrets,
It is hard. I am not there.
My name is not...I was.

When you live in the future with its problems and fears.
It is hard. I am not there.
My name is not...I will be.

When you live in the moment
It is not hard. I am here.
"My name is I Am."
I am passing this on to you because it definitely works and we could all use a little more calmness in our lives. By following simple advice heard on the Oprah show, you too can find inner peace.
Dr. Oz proclaimed, 'The way to achieve inner peace is to finish all the things you have started and have never finished.'
So, I looked around my house to see all the things I started and  hadn't finished, and before leaving the house this morning, I finished  off a bottle of White Zinfandel,  a package of  Oreos, the remainder of my old Prozac prescription, the rest of the  cheesecake, some Doritos, and a box of chocolates. You have no idea how freaking good I feel right now.
This is what Jeff Foxworthy has to say about Chicago ....If your
> local Dairy Queen is closed from September through May, you live in
> Chicago ..
> If someone in a Home Depot store offers you assistance and they don't
> work there, you live in Chicago .
> If you've worn shorts and a parka at the same time, you live in Chicago
> ...
> If you've had a lengthy telephone conversation with someone who dialed
> a wrong number, you live in Chicago .
> If 'Vacation' means going anywhere south of I-80 for the weekend, you
> live in Chicago ...If you measure distance in hours, you live in
> Chicago .If you have switched from 'heat' to 'A/C' in the same day and
> back again, you live in Chicago ...If you can drive 75 mph through 2
> feet of snow during a raging blizzard without flinching, you live in
> Chicago .If you carry jumpers in your car and your wife knows how to
> use them, you live in Chicago ..
> If you design your kid's Halloween costume to fit over a snowsuit, you
> live in Chicago .
> If the speed limit on the highway is 55 mph -- you're going 80 and
> everybody is passing you, you live in Chicago .
> If driving is better in the winter because the potholes are filled with
> snow, you live in Chicago .
> If you know all 4 seasons: almost winter, winter, still winter and road
> construction, you live in Chicago .
> If you have more miles on your snow blower than your car, you live in
> Chicago .
> If you find 10 degrees 'a little chilly', you live in Chicago ...
> If you actually understand these jokes, and forward them to all your
> Chicago friends & others, you live or have lived in Chicago
Our classmate, Miriam (Mimi) Rothman Pockross, has published a book telling of her life battling the good old boy establishment to develop a business and of her family's move from corporate America to beautiful Colorado. The book is called "Shopping for a Living": A Memoir on Merging Marriage, Motherhood, and Merchandising. It is available online at Barnes and Noble or also Amazon.  
              A story of heroism by one of our classmates
                     BettyAnn Barber Hagerty

The following was written by her coworker: We would like to take the time to recognize Betty Ann for her heroic efforts in saving the life of a 13 year old boy. On July 24th Betty Ann was on her way home driving through her subdivision and happened to see a boy riding fast on his bike. He hit a bump and flipped over the handle bars, falling directly on his head. His friend was riding ahead of him and did not realize it happened. Betty Ann jumped out of her car and ran to help the boy who, by then, was staggering toward the road. He was bleeding profusely from his head and was in and out of consciousness. The friend did return to the scene and Betty Ann had him run up to a house to call 911. Betty Ann had the friend call the boy's father. By this time he had become pale, cool and clammy. The ambulance came within 5 minutes, and as the ambulance arrived so did his father. (Betty Ann found out later that they had to resuscitate him once in the ambulance.) He was taken to the ER, and placed in Intensive Care on a ventilator. He went through 2 major surgeries, it was one of the worst skull fractures the surgeon had ever seen and he said the boy would've died within minutes if Betty Ann had not been there to get help. Betty Ann was reluctant to see the family and the boy in case he had a bad outcome, but was encouraged to do so by her coworkers. She went up with her husband on the fourth day and was greeted very emotionally by the boy's father who began crying on her shoulder and thanking her. He even said he prayed that he would get the chance to meet her personally and thank her for being his son's angel. Then, to Betty Ann's surprise she was taken to his bedside where he was sitting up smiling and eating a Popsicle. When he saw her he said "I remember you. You were there telling me you wouldn't leave me." He then began to cry. The family insisted on taking a picture with Betty Ann, and even the patient's nurse stated that he had heard about her. Betty Ann had no idea that the family had been wishing and praying to meet her. They exchanged addresses and phone numbers, and will keep in contact with her. We would just like to say that we are very proud and honored to work with such a wonderful person. We truly believe she was meant to drive by that day and was used to save his life. 
Dear Friends and Fellow Writers
from Mary Ellen Des Enfants Gavin
I'm excited to say that a project I had the joy to read in manuscript form is published. Harvey Goodman's, ALONG THE FORTUNE TRAIL, is a page turner. 
This new author is an excellent story teller. His narrative voice speaks in the easy, laid back manner of Zane Grey recreating the old west in vivid color. And yet, Harvey leaves room for us, his readers, to feel we are there...inside the story, standing next to the characters. Yep, we are ready to saddle up for a ride or a mosey into a saloon to wet our parched lips and aim at the spittoon.
Harvey takes us back to the late 1800s and a lifestyle completely different from our modern days. Haven't we all sighed how much easier it must have been back then, living off the land? This book reminds us that it was also a lot deadlier. 
You can order off the webpage:
or Amazon after 1/6/10 where you can write a review:
Happy Reading!
Here is a note sent out by Nancy who is a group leader. And a nice response from Marilyn.
Hi!  My name is Nancy Eaman Galyean and I am a classmate of yours from Niles.   Prior to Niles I attended Lincoln Elementary.  I moved to Las Vegas, NV. right after graduation. I met Roy, my husband of 45 years and we have 3 children, 4 grandchildren, and two grandchildren on the way.  I have been retired from teaching for 1 year.  
I hope you are enjoying the Nilehi web site as much as I am.  Since Keith Anderson started the site, it has grown by leaps and bounds.  Now there are so many contacts , Keith can't handle all the emails.  To make the site more manageable and personal, Keith divided the contacts into small groups, and I am happy to say you are in my group.  I will be forwarding to you all information I receive regarding Niles and our upcoming reunion.
 I'd love to hear from you and learn about your life since Niles.  :)

My maiden name was Marilyn Swanson. I attended Amundsen HS in Chicago for two years before moving to Niles. I’ve been married 41 years to Harry Zatlin, and we have two children. Michelle is a pediatrician at St. John’s, married to Ken, and has three children. Bobby is a Staff Sergeant in the Marines, in Quantico, VA. He and his wife Aimee have one child. I worked 18 years at the school publisher Scott Foresman as Sr. Marketing Asst. for elementary math and science. Harry and I are retired and living in Springfield. 
I look forward to corresponding further with you, and apologize for the long delay in answering your message.
A story sent by Barry Gaines

                         by Barry Gaines 
Okay Smilin Ed or Andy’s Gang, high school, college reunions and memories aside. Plump your magic twanger and think way back to those wondrous days of yesteryear, the early to mid “Golden 50s”, when you were entranced by that new techno-phenomenon called, television. How many of you religiously plunked yourselves down in front of that black and white round or rectangular 12, 24, or 28 inch screen on a Saturday morning and watched the Adventures of Captain Midnight starring Richard Webb and Sid Melton as Ichabod Mudd brought to you by Ovaltine? This before I went out to play ball of course. 
I was recalling some childhood memories with some friends and talking about how Marvel and DC comics have brought some of our comic heroes to the screen, preferably Spider-Man, Batman, and Iron Man. Noted past figures mentioned were, The Lone Ranger, Cisco Kid, Captain Video, Flash Gordon, The Phantom, Zorro, The Shadow, etc. I then recalled meeting one of my heroes in the flesh on a fortuitous and unique Saturday morning in the mid to late 80s. Not mine. 
In California, you can bump into almost any celebrity anywhere. I was returning a video rental to a unique store that specialized in classic movies, television shows, and especially old movie serials. I had recently injured my back and was walking with a crutch. I parked my car, grabbed my tapes, and hobbled to the entrance of EDDIE BRANDT’S SATURDAY MATINEE VIDEO in the North Hollywood area of the San Fernando Valley. Upon entering I noticed several people gathered around an old black and white TV, which was usually placed near the entrance and ran old movies. Joining the onlookers from behind, I noticed they were showing one of the old Captain Midnight shows from the 50s. I made comment out loud, 
“Hey, they’ve got the old Captain Midnight show.” 
Not realizing what door to the past I had opened, everyone turned towards me including an older gentleman standing directly in front of me. In an instant I knew why I had caused a little commotion. The older gentleman was Richard Webb aka Captain Midnight looking pretty good for his age. Oops! 
All waited for his response. He smiled at me and noticed my crutch. Time stood still as a moment from those wonder years flashed before me. Here was one of my all time childhood TV heroes standing only inches away.  
“Well what happened to you, fella?” he asked. All was quiet as everyone waited for my reply. He was talking to me. And then …. 
“Well….  I forgot to drink my Ovaltine this week, Captain Midnight.” 
The place came down with laughter including Richard Webb. I was still in shock and surprised at what came out of my mouth. He followed up. 
“I’ll bet you’re an Aquarius,” he announced. 
“I am,” I answered enthusiastically. 
 “I could tell,” he followed up. “I’m an Aquarius and I can always recognize one when I meet one.” 
I placed my crutch under my other arm and eagerly reached out my hand. We had a hardy shake and everyone applauded.  

And for that magic moment, I was a kid again.   
For those of you who do not regularly see the NY Times, here is a piece inspired by Ringo Starr's recent concert in Radio City Music Hall, which we all should find relevant regardless of our politics: "Turn 70. Act Your Grandmother's Age"                       Sent by Ken Norgan
"I am just an old trojan who is coming home to have dinner with a lot of very nice people who I used to know a long time ago and with whom
I share an unbreakable bond.  We are getting together to celebrate the anniversary of that bond.  We are proud of where we went to school and we are proud of each other, but we are not going to set back the clock.  We are just going to honor that time and that bond. 
What else does a person need?  Aren't we lucky to have had it for the time that it lasted?"   anonymous
 Pam Engstrom Johnson sent this note. "This is a reunion for all of us and we should celebrate all types of accomplishments.
It's a bit tough to submit names who have contributed thru volunteerism, commercial success or other notable accomplishments!  How about those of us who had a bunch of kids,  working full time and staying healthy while caring for grandkids and aging parents?  --mine are 97and 95 and just celebrated their 73rd anniversary."
PLEASE watch this video and have a kleenex handy.
                        FREE HUGS
In following Bronson's path in the latest Nilehilite Redux, I rushed to my yearbook to count my activity lines and I barely nudged into line 2. Thank goodness. In reviewing the yearbook Ken Norgan and Linda Benson Robertson each had 8 lines of activities.
Bronson  quoted Dylan Thomas who said “Do not
go gentle into the good night. Old age should burn and rage at the close of day.”
Bud Morten said the following:
Inspired by Bronson's quotation from Dylan Thomas, it might be interesting to ask our classmates to share
any words of guidance and inspiration that have been important to them in their lives.  One example
(part of a commencement address by John W. Gardner (google him) in 1969) that I carry around in my own wallet
is the following:
“The conventional thing for me to do in closing would be to wish you success. But success as the world
 measures it is too easy. I would like to wish you something that is harder to come by. So I am going
 to wish you meaning in your life. And meaning is not something you stumble across, like the answer
 to a riddle or the prize in a treasure hunt. Meaning is something you build into your life, starting
 fairly early and working at it fairly hard. You build it out of your own past, out of your affections
 and loyalties, out of the experience of mankind as it is passed on to you, out of your own talent and
 understanding, out of the things you believe in, out of the things and people you love, out of the values for which you are willing to sacrifice something. The ingredients are there. You are the only one who can
 put them together into that unique pattern that will be your life. Let it be a life that has dignity and meaning for you. If it does, then the yardstick by which the world measures success will hardly be
November Nilihilite Redux by Bronson Davis
Ten months to glory.  November almost eluded me.  I am madly trying to pull together information, thoughts and reflections as I sit at my oldest daughter’s dining room table in Nashville, Tennessee. We are at that “in-between age” where if we are going to spend the holidays with one of our kid’s, we have to go to them. In our case that means London, Nashville or Austin.  I don’t know how this month got away from me. When you lose the organizing force of work, you seem to fly from pillar to post without a lot of productivity to show for the movement. What I need is time management for retired people. This sounds like an oxymoron since time is supposed to be our friend to be enjoyed and treasured, not managed. But, alas, I own more watches now than I ever have. 

  What’s up with Reunion planning? It is continuing and though the committee was  unable to get all the members together in November, nevertheless work continues.  They are now planning a decorations and Friday Night committees joint meeting in December, and another site visit to the Standard Club. (There are still approximately 20 rooms available there, and the Committee has 50 more rooms available at the Hampton Inn, and they are looking for a member of the Union League Club to obtain some space there. (It is only one block distance from the Standard Club.) The official invitation will go out the first week in January.  Reunion Chairman Keith Anderson and his wife, Dolores, are departing January 1 for Palm Desert, California to wait out the Chicago winter, but as you know he will only be a few key strokes away.  The website is a testament to his zealotry and if you want up to date information on the reunion, including thoughts for most days check the website. Whenever I ask Keith for information for this newsletter, he tells me to go to

The Reunion Decorating Committee is looking for any kind of Nilehi memorabilia. Can you unearth your letter sweater, cheerleading skirt or sweater, or program from a sporting event? It could be a program from a play, a report card, a “Dear John or Joan” letter, dance cards or programs, even special photos. If you wonder if your collectibles are of interest to the committee and/or you want to know what to do with your Nilehi valuables contact Heloise Corman Nathan at, Eileen Nechtman Sonenthal  at or Alice Thorsen Kassen at  
The existential dilemma:  The notice early this month that Carol Flaherty Berens had died in her sleep on November 8 was a blow to those of us who knew the vivacious former cheerleader, but was especially so to those who attended the Class of 60 reunion in October.  I spoke with Jim Boosales, who was in attendance, and he reported her as full of life and attractive as ever, and looking forward to our reunion.
Some of us don’t like to dwell on the fragility of our lives, but I believe that keeping my mortality in the forefront of my consciousness helps me to live more intentionally.

Carol’s death caused me to review the list of our deceased classmates, and I was surprised by the many names unfamiliar to me. There were some connected to many good memories such as Dean Donile, Linda Klaveter Catellier, Pat McAvoy, Joan Murlas Karafotas, Jim Tune, and Ed Sabey. In a class of 924, I certainly didn’t come close to knowing everyone; nevertheless there were a lot of unfamiliar names so last night I spent several hours analyzing the list with my trusty yearbook, Reflections, at my side. I noticed that many of those I didn’t know were not involved in school activities. No revelation there.  A surprising number had transferred into Niles from another high school, others had to work and that accounts for some non-involvement.  So I decided to test a popular theory that involvement and networking are good for your long-term health. As I said above, there are 924 names listed in the yearbook, 874 appeared with a photo, and there are two lists that follow. The first contains those without a photo, but do have a list of activities next to the names, and there are then 30 more names in tiny type with no description of activities. So I defined anyone not involved as having one line of activities or less, and those 30 then had to be defined that way. (I was strict in the definition so if your list even went one number onto a second line you were not counted.) So of the 924, 322 or 34.8% had one line or less of activities.  Ninety-six of our classmates or 10.3% have died, and among those, 55 or 57.2%, have one line or less of activities attached to their names. Ergo, you had a better chance of surviving to this day if you were involved in high school activities. But, it’s not too late for you one liners: attending a reunion might make a difference! Network for good health! And, encourage your grandchildren to get involved in their schools.

Friday afternoon discussions: You will recall from the October edition of Nilehilite Redux that Iris Daglas and I are trying to put together a couple of discussion topics to pull together classmates on Friday afternoon.  The idea being to engage on a little higher level than might otherwise be the case. We decided our first topic would involve the issue of the social revolution that the women in our class lived through.  I had some email exchanges with Pam Engstrom Harper, and got the following idea through our correspondence. It fits with what I just wrote about.

Sixteen Years to Go….What Are You Going to Do with Them?

When you look at insurance longevity tables, they show today that if you live to be 68, you have the potential to make it to 84. That gives us 16 more years.  What do we intend them to be like? Will it be a process of managing decline? Will it be a 
time of exploring terrain we have not previously traversed?  Will we take time to cultivate our own garden? Will we reach out to help others? Or perhaps strive to change the world?  Will we turn inward or outward? And when the end is in sight how will we handle those final days?  Will we follow Dylan Thomas’ urging: “Do not go gentle into the good night. Old age should burn and rage at the close of day.” Or is your wish for something quick and peaceful. Explore the big questions as three of our classmates express their thoughts on the 16 years before us. 

Classmate profiles:  I sent some 10 emails out Wednesday morning, hoping I could talk to the recipients about doing a thumbnail sketch as I have in previous issues, but I could get in touch with no one. So the December issue will be devoted to profiles and other light-hearted holiday fare. Happy Thanksgiving and best wishes for the holiday season. 
Cambodia. And, she’s only 67!...Paul Williams was the left-handed piticher who
helped take the Trojans to the State Tournament at Bradley University in our senior
year. He tried to pitch at the University of Michigan, but a rotator cuff injury ended
his baseball career. He discovered talents for finance at Michigan, and began a 29-
year career with Solomon Brothers after graduation, becoming a managing director
and executive committee member. He and his wife Mary Lou have three boys. After
trying a steady diet of golf in retirement, he joined with two former business
associates to begin a start-up, internet-based healthcare marketing firm, which has
been a challenge. Paul works with the Fiver Children’s Foundation, which provides
opportunities for disadvantaged students in New York City. He has also been
advising various microfinance projects in Latin America and Africa….Pamela
Engstrom Johnson Moore Harper, if you want to claim all the names she has
sported in her days since Niles Township, is a clinical research associate in the New
York area. She married fellow classmate, Ron Johnson, and they had four children,
and moved to California in 1976. Their marriage ended after 23 years, and she has
subsequently remarried twice, but she was quick to add that she is no threat to Bill
Fisher’s title of ‘most married.” Pam trained as an oncology nurse, and she now is
working on several “very exciting” projects including a lung cancer vaccine and a
breast study of another drug…..Steven Bookshester took the leisurely approach to
getting his undergraduate degree, graduating from the University of Colorado in
1972, but then his career gained focus. He went to American University for law
school, graduating in 1976. There he met and married his wife, Pam, and became
instant father to three children, aged 9 to 13. They decided to live in Annapolis, and
commute to Washington where his wife had a domestic relations practice, and Steve
did policy-related work on the Hill, and at the Federal Communications Commission.
He then moved to the National Association of Broadcasters. He became their in-
house counsel for their trade show and other business endeavors, as well as the guy
who did First Amendment law. They took early retirement in 2000. They had made
numerous trips to Italy, for pleasure and then to visit their middle child who lives in
Milan. They finally decided to buy a place in the tiny village of Alebbio in Northern
Tuscany. They now spend half their year in Annapolis and half in Italy…..That’s all I
know: Questions, suggestions and comments can be sent to
Nine months to glory.  Greetings of the season. The Reunion Committee is on holiday this month.  They swing back into action the first week in January when the official invitation goes out, and they will have a meeting and another site visit to the Standard Club.   

I hope you are enjoying the holidays. This is the high point of the year for me. I have one of those Hallmark type holidays. My youngest daughter and British son-in-law fly into DFW tomorrow evening from snowbound London; their one flight was cancelled, but they got two of the last seats available. Then we will motor down to Austin on Thursday to be with my son, his wife and our three granddaughters, one, three and five. And, my oldest daughter will fly into Austin from Nashville Thursday evening, and we will celebrate family for four days. There is no more fun for me than grown-up children and their children. So I hope you can be together with those you love.  But, at the same time, I know the holidays can be very difficult for some. And there are no easy answers for loneliness, loss and disappointment. My sister has an uneasy time with Thanksgiving, and she and her husband served turkey dinners to the homeless and found that a satisfying way to spend the holiday. Getting outside of yourself and refocused by volunteering, performing random acts of kindness, or calling someone you have not spoken to in years can sometimes help. That’s even good advice for those who enjoy the holidays. I have done a lot of reaching out these last few days to those I haven’t spoken to in 50 years, and I can tell you it is enormously fun and rewarding. See below!

Before I get to the profiles, I want to invite anyone with a story about New Year’s resolutions or making a particularly unusual resolution this year to send it to me. I know this art form is often lampooned and not taken seriously, but there is something about the beginning of the year that makes me feel it is still possible to remake myself or just get better in some small way. When I was really intense, I had my assistant pull out my resolutions at the beginning of each month so I wouldn’t forget my intentions. Then I started mixing plans such as “take two-week vacation in Florida” with my resolutions so I would improve my success ratio. Bizarro. Anyway, send me yours and I will publish some in the January Redux.
Bud Morton was encouraged by my use of the Dylan Thomas quotation in the last issue to provide four quotations that have been important to him. He wondered if others of you might share with the rest of us “words of guidance and inspiration that have been important to your own life.” This is one of Bud’s from John W. Gardner, spoken in a commencement address in 1969.
The conventional thing for me to do in closing would be to wish you success. But success as the world measures it is too easy. I would like to wish you something that is harder to come by.  So I am going to wish you meaning in your life. And meaning is not something you stumble across, like the answer to a riddle or the prize in a treasure hunt. Meaning is something you build into your life, starting fairly early and working at it fairly hard.  You build it out of your own past, out of your affections and loyalties, out of the experience of mankind as it is passed on to you, out of your own talent and understanding, out of the things you believe in, out of the things and people you love, out of the values for which you are willing to sacrifice something. The ingredients are there. You are the only one who can put them together into that unique pattern that will be your life. Let it be a life that has dignity and meaning for you. If it does, then the yardstick by which the world measures success will hardly be relevant.
Bud was Union Board President in his senior year at Niles. He went on to get a B.A. in economics from Lake Forest College, and then an M.B.A. from Harvard. He then stayed in the East, living first in Ridgewood, New Jersey for 20 years and then Fairfield, Connecticut for 20 years. His first marriage ended in divorce, and he has been remarried for almost 29 years. He has three children; two boys and a girl. Bud has been involved in many aspects of the investment business.  He spent 26 years at Wertheim & Company, a New York investment bank.  He spent four to five years with Punk, Ziegel and Knoell (an investment bank specializing in technology and healthcare), then seven years as the Independent Consultant to Citigroup with responsibility for its independent research under the SEC’s Global Research Analyst Settlement, followed by continuing or subsequent service as a director of WPP pic, Inc., The MotleyFool, and Darien Rowayton Bank.  He has also been one of five public members of the Investment Advisory Council of the State of Connecticut, which oversees the state’s pension funds. Bud is also involved in local politics in Connecticut, and along with his two brothers and two sisters continues to look after his mother, who at the age of 92 is still living independently in the family home on Coyle Avenue in Skokie! Bud is an active member of the Reunion Committee.
Noreen Baumgartner Larres spoke up for the “one liners” I wrote about in the last issue.  She states that she has had a most rewarding life, and plans to live to be 84, even though she didn’t particularly enjoy her high school years. Her parents moved to Fresno, California shortly after she graduated, and she went to a city college there, taking business courses for three semesters to enable her to work. She moved to Los Angeles where she met her husband, George.  He was Greek and owned a hamburger stand in downtown LA.  They had two sons, Louis and John, and Noreen invested a good part of her life in raising them. She was quite involved in their schools, active in PTA and the Boy Scouts on their behalf. Both became Eagle Scouts, and did missions for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. They both took degrees from Brigham Young, and today Louis is a lawyer in Fresno, and 
John has a master’s degree in Asian Studies and lives in Maryland and works for the Department of Navy. Each son is married and has four children. Noreen wrote, “My husband George and I just celebrated our 40th wedding anniversary with our two sons and their families. It’s been 40 great years with all the ups and downs that come in life.  I am blessed with the two most wonderful daughters-in-law, who are also my best friends.  I am enjoying being a grandma or Yia Yia, writing my life story for future generations, doing genealogy, oil painting, reading mysteries, sewing, and awaiting news of the sex of our ninth grandchild.” Noreen also gave me the names of 12 other classmates she thinks I should profile.  She has been very helpful to the Reunion Committee in tracking down classmates. 
Our own Ken Norgan was featured on the cover of this month’s Michigan Avenue Magazine for his work as co-chairman of the $30 million campaign to build the largest Ronald McDonald House in the country.  He has been involved with the second oldest House for a good long time.  There are Ronald McDonald Houses all over the nation, and they offer free or reduced cost housing for the parents of children, who are undergoing long-term treatment programs primarily for cancer at nearby hospitals. This new Ronald McDonald House will serve four hospitals in the near North area.  Ken’s parents were some of the early investors in McDonalds, opening their first two in Glenview and Libertyville in 1958.  Ken went to the University of Michigan for his B.A. and then his M.A. in linguistics.  He taught German at Maine South High School in Park Ridge, and at Loyola University in Chicago until 1971.  He then went into the family business with McDonald’s. Because he has experienced long-term managers, he has been able to devote a lot of time to board service with various charitable interests such as Swedish Covenant Hospital, Swedish-American Museum, Chef Art Smith’s Common Threads, the Lyric Opera of Chicago, and a number of others. He loves to travel, having just gone to Stockholm, and then he will celebrate New Years in Curacao. And, he is a stalwart on the Reunion Committee!
Honesty dictates that I confess to an early relationship with the next classmate I want to feature, Pat Paul Leider. She and I were an item in the 6th grade. (I thought it spoke to my self-confidence because she was always taller than me!) Pat was a Nilehi cheerleader, who went on to take a degree in secondary education, majoring in biology from Miami University, Oxford, Ohio. She married a basketball player from Miami, Bob Moon, and they lived in Los Angeles and then moved back to Northbrook.  They were married for 23 years, and had two children, Mike and Lisa. (They are now married and have produced four grandchildren for Pat, two boys and two girls.) The divorce forced Pat into working outside the home. She became a manager for HQ Global Workplaces, a multinational company providing upscale, staffed, furnished and fully equipped offices as well as telecommunication services, video conferencing, and conference room and training facilities. She was with the company 18 years, and ultimately became the Midwest Region Director with 36 centers reporting to her through district managers. She retired in 2000 to care for her sister who became ill with cancer. She married again in 2001 to Frank “Murphy” Leider, who has two children and a grandchild. Presently, they split their time between Wheeling, Illinois and Green Valley, Arizona. They hope to eventually retire to the latter. Pat’s interests are reading, antique-in, selling on eBay, sewing, golf and
volunteering at a resale shop.
My final profile is of another person who goes deep into my past. Mitch Melamed and I go back to the fifth grade at Lincoln Hall, and we lived a few blocks from each other in Lincolnwood. Mitch is very involved with the Reunion Committee, as its treasurer.  He went to the University of Illinois for both his undergraduate and law degrees, and has been very involved with the University of Illinois College of Law Board of Directors. He also holds a master’s in law, specializing in healthcare from DePaul University. Mitch just celebrated his 40th anniversary with his wife, Robin, and they have two children; a son who is also a lawyer and married to a lawyer, living in San Francisco. They also have a daughter  in Chicago who works in the Human Resource Department of the Chicago Board of Education. Her husband is a banker.  Within two weeks last April, Mitch and Robin went from having no grandchildren to having three as his daughter gave birth to twins. Mitch and Robin have lived in Glencoe for 37 years, where he has been a Village Trustee for the last eight. His favorite avocation is basketball; he continues playing three times a week, and still resents that Keith Anderson beat him out for the last position on the Niles sophomore team. Like Bud Morton, Mitch’s mother continues to be quite active into her ninth decade.
Feeling the early winter blahs. Join Chuck Scharf on a tour of southern Italy.
Sent in by Chuck Scharf 
If you were looking for a smile to wake you up this morning and you can look past the slapstick violence in this video I think you will enjoy it. I can compare this to many fruitless chases in my past. How about you?

Take a trip back to the '50's thanks to Sandy Eisenberg Kornspan
One of our former NTHS graduates, Bill Nack class of '59, wrote the book "Secretariat:The Making of a Champion" which was recently released as a motion picture in 2010. Bill was in charge of the 50th reunion for the class of '59.
WINDING DOWN                                              Keith's Blog
Here we are in the year of our 50th reunion. The invitations have been sent and the committee feels like that high school girl sitting by the phone waiting for a call from the fellow who said he would call her.
Now is the time to open up that invitation, which may have slipped under a pile of papers, and fill it out. Our planning would be helped immensely if you could join the rest of us at the Sept. 9th and 10th reunion. The numbers are growing daily. Don't leave that poor girl sitting by the phone. 

Welcome friends and fellow graduates. Can you believe we are celebrating our 50th high school reunion? We remember many things in 1961, it cost 15 cents to go to a movie, we went to Evanston to the Varsity or Valencia Theaters, Old Orchard was just being built. Gasoline was 24 cents a gallon and eggs 28 cents/dozen. Wages averaged $4500.00/year and a new house averaged $12,200. The Soviet Union launched Sputnik when we started high school in 1957. Dwight Eisenhower was president. JFK was elected in 1960 and committed our country to putting a man on the moon in the next decade. We lived through that memorable achievement and many others too numerous to mention.
We lived in a very special time. In just a few months we will share this milestone together again and recall our years at NTHS. We can share some of our experiences since that day in 1961, when we confidently took hold of our diplomas and set out into the world. So many things were about to happen in the 2nd half of the century in the world and in our lives. We won't all be present at the reunion, but those that are fortunate enough to get together can enjoy those wonderful nights with our fellow graduates from the Class of 1961. Congratulation again on the 50 years we were fortunate enough to have since our graduation.
This was sent in by Leslie Learner Gallay
So you want to take a cruise. Try this one off the coast of Chile.
Here is Bruce Hirte's hometown pictures from Lancaster, PA
Aileen Simons, Pioneer Press
Updated: September 8, 2011 2:36AM
Fifty years. That’s how long it has been since some classmates of the
Niles East Class of 1961 have seen each other.
This weekend, close to 300 alumni will be convening at The Standard
Club in Chicago to reconnect and reminisce. Many of these graduates
still live in our area, including Buffalo Grove residents Irene Karpman
Lerner and her husband, Mike. The Lerners, who just celebrated their 47th wedding anniversary, were high school sweethearts
who met in Band. Irene shared a story that she will remember all of her life. During the 1959-60 school year, Irene
was the student conductor. She remembers Mike being kicked out of class on more than one occasion because he often was
watching Irene so intently that he wasn’t paying attention to playing the music. Band conductor Leo Provost could be heard
down the hall shouting “Boy – out.”
The Lerners are still playing beautiful music together today as part of the Buffalo Grove Symphonic Band. On Sept.
11, you will find the BGSB giving a free concert at 3 p.m. at Buffalo Grove High School as a commemoration of that tragic
event in our nation’s history.
This Niles East graduating class has really kept the lines of communication open over the years, thanks to the effort
and web talents of graduate Keith Anderson. He has created a website,, which is really very interesting.
It is a real trip down Memory Lane with a wealth of information and more than 25 pages of pictures and commentaries that
can be enjoyed by everyone – even if you weren’t part of this graduating class.
The weekend’s reunion will see nine original band members and four original cheerleaders, all of whom will start
the evening’s festivities with several cheers. According to the Lerners, their original drum major, Bob Selby, will be present,
along with their announcer, Marvin Feinberg (of Buffalo Grove), Jeff Rovell (vocalist), Ed Nadler (trumpet) Deborah
Van McConnell (flute), Joel Sears (tenor sax), the Rev. Dick Selby (percussion) and Irene (clarinet) and Mike Lerner (trumpet).
Cheerleaders are: Pat Paul Leider, Karen Stryker Boyesen, Sue Hansen Chapman and Nancy Dell’Aringa Samuelson.
Additionally, their two original band directors will also participate. Leo Provost, 92, will be in attendance, as will 82-
year-old Charles Groeling, who now teaches in the music department at Triton College.
If you happen to be a part of this graduating class and haven’t signed up to attend the reunion yet, it’s not too late.
As graduate Bronson Davis wrote on the website “Why come to the reunion? It is certainly not to glory in the campus and
walk the halls of our beloved alma mater. There is no campus; there are no halls. Niles Township High School is a grand
memory.We were the last of the Mohegans. (The Trojan mascot limped along until the successor school, Niles East, was
also closed.) Chances are you haven’t seen most of these people for 50 years, and it is likely you won’t see them again.
These are not, however, just any people. Rather they are people with whom you came of age. They are folks with whom
you shared dreams, disappointments, hopes and triumphs. It was a time of first loves, first jobs and first cars… and we return
50 years later to celebrate the glory of our survival with the people who witnessed our first steps on the adult stage.”
 Hysterical and true        click on     A.A.A.D.D.

A look into the future from Bobbi Bolon Fields     click on:        A NEW DAY 
A fun site for European travelers. Click on      EUROPE
Lynn Ravine Chestler sent this uplifting video. 
                        CHEER UP
Some pictures of the old northwest side of Chicago from MaryEllen DesEnfants Gavin  Click here   CHICAGO
Exciting parachute jump from Denny Crosby
Here are a few clips of our own Donna Miller Hitchins and her musical group called Simply Strings                     Click here:  SIMPLY STRINGS