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James Monroe High School Class of S’66: Bios, comments and chat …
November 13, 2015 by 20 Comments
Hi, Jim,
This is just a note to you.
This site makes for wonderful reading!
I graduated 1/1969, and grew up with
Paul Horn and Marie Munger.
I knew John Peetz in school, and met
Wendy Palmquist when she worked the
front desk at my freshman dorm, Pomona’s
Wig Hall. (I think I only realized she had
gone to Monroe after she graduated from
Pomona.) I was also a Pomona psychology
major, and went on to earn my MBA in
Accounting and Finance at UCLA before
auditing for Deloitte in San Francisco.
I loved taking English from Steve Greenbaum,
and I dearly miss Gene Friedman,
Paul Faucett, and tiny Frema Rood.
I live in Berkeley, as I have for almost all of
my post-Pomona life. I envy Wendy her
39 acres of woods, but not their location.
(She was a treat at Pomona, by the way.)
I worked a cafeteria cash register at lunch
every day, from 2/1963 to 6/65, and I met
hundreds of people that way. I wonder who
else remembers me this way, as a cashier
at Sepulveda Junior High School . . . .
I entered Monroe in 2/1966, with my
Winter of 1969 classmates, less than 300
in all.
Best wishes to you and yours,
Linda
Linda E. Merrill, Winter of 1969
March 2, 2018
Berkeley, California
: )
P.S. My daddy, Lloyd E Merrill, lived
on Kittridge near Hazeltine when he
was a tackle for quarterback Bob Waterfield
at Van Nuys High School. Sigh . . . .
Hi, Wendy! Good to hear from you …and thanks for the biography!
And doing a random search for something else entirely I stumbled across the link to this. Not sure if anyone else will ever look here again, but taking time (oh, let’s be honest…avoiding that pile of grading) to toss a little of my life up here.
After graduation I went to Pomona College, starting as an English major with the idea of teaching junior high english. Took General Psychology my first semester, and though I kept taking English courses, ended up a Psychology major. Summers I was a counselor (then unit leader, then CIT director, then Assistant Camp Director) at Girl Scout camps in California, Washington, Colorado, Oregon, and New York by 1974. I have a very funny story about Carrie Fisher from summer of ’66 at Camp Lakota, in Frasier Park, CA….she was a camper, I was a counselor . I loved Pomona College, and still am connected with people from there.
After graduation from Pomona in 1970 I spent a year as a VISTA volunteer in the black inner city, Kansas City, Missouri (Kennedy’s “Ask not what your country can do for you, ask what you can do for your country” was my motivator). I worked in a community preschool, and learned a lot about poverty….
Then off to graduate school at Cornell in 1971. Relearned how to live in snow (I was born in Syracuse, NY) in the Ithaca, NY winters. Adolescents were still my focus area, but now I wasn’t planning to teach them, I was studying them and why they are the way they are. Involved in good research with great peers and professors. During those years I also figured out I was gay, which explained a lot about my unsuccessful dating life in high school and college….
Worked a year at the University of Manitoba (yes, in central Canada, talk about living in cold weather) while I finished my dissertation, then five years at SUNY Brockport (outside Rochester, NY). Things got ugly there; four of us junior faculty in the Psych department left the same year. Had a lot of interesting interviews, but chose a place that emphasized teaching, at what was then Plymouth State College and is now Plymouth State University, in New Hampshire. Met the woman who is my life partner just a couple of weeks after I moved to Plymouth, so I have been here and with her for 35 years. My interest in adolescents and my experiences way back at Pomona with the sponsor program got me involved with First Year Student programs from the start here; I ran our academic first year programs for many years. Committee work, running the Faculty learning center (in the house Robert Frost lived in when he taught here) for 10 years, and continuing my teaching…I am still chairing faculty committees and teaching a full load to this day. Retiring in a year or two. Celia and I have a house in the woods, 39 acres of woods, off a dirt road, with house cats that watch the bears in the yard. Fall foliage this year has been good, and we had snow on the roof starting yesterday. After years of swimming, I took up running at 30, ran races for about 5 years…then took 30 years off, with plenty of hiking and canoeing…then while at Walt Disney World chanced upon their races…those people at the middle and back of the pack of runners looked like me! I have now done 5 WDW half marathons, next one coming up in January 2017. Do local shorter races. Still hike and cross country ski. No kids, just cats.
Live is good.
Two corrections…Should have capitalized English when I talked about thinking about teaching junior high English, and I took 25 years off from running, not 30!
So much fun to catch up in person and then read these bios. I love that we have had many similar experiences and yet retain much diversity. It took me a while to catch up after hectic holidays and my mom’s fall, but here’s my story. After Monroe, I went to Occidental College, where I met funny, smart, and cute Ken Larson. (We were both cuter then.) We, too, developed our own “Urban Affairs” major at Oxy. We married in ’72 after 6 years of dating. I worked as an asst. mgr. for Pac Bell for a number of years, and then Ken talked me into going to Japan, where we stayed 2 years (visited by John and Judy P.) and traveled through many countries in Asia before coming home in 1976. Living outside our own culture and learning to get by in a completely different language were life-impacting. I didn’t go back to the phone company. Both Ken and I radically changed our career paths. Had 2 wonderful daughters and I got a Masters in Linguistics. Taught English as a Second language, the last 25 years at a community college, before retiring in 2010. Ken was already retired from a fun career at Hewlett Packard during its heyday and starting to travel without me. I was passionate about teaching ESL–loved my enthusiastic, fascinating, and diverse students and interesting, well-traveled colleagues–but I don’t miss it. Graded essays every night, every weekend. I have lots of stories to tell about those years and now enjoy some travel (not as much as John and Judy do or my parents did) and 4 grandkids. #5 coming in April. We are lucky to babysit the 2 who live near (soon 3) regularly and love that they keep us laughing. Spend lots of time, too, with Ken’s dad, who lives nearby. I’ve recently been down in S. Calif. with my mom since she broke her hip in Dec. We have a “grand” time in Seattle with our eldest daughter and her family several times a year and appreciate that we have time and energy to devote to our parents and grands. Some of you knew that I was one of 4 “Munger girls.” Sadly, only 2 of us are left. Candy and I are doing our best to stay healthy and aspire to the longevity and adventure our parents demonstrated. Ken and I have mostly lived in N. Calif.–first in San Jose and then in the Sacramento area, outside of Roseville, actually, where we remain. Love access to San Francisco and the Sierra for play, but our little slice of suburbia near Folsom Lake has been a great place to live. We love visitors, so if you get anywhere near us, (Lake Tahoe isn’t far!) look us up.
Some interesting life crossovers with others:
Urban affairs major (Paul)
Santa Clara University (Jackie)-Ken worked with Barry Posner and our daughter attended SCU)
Sweden (Kay) Ken went to grad school in Stockholm and we traveled 3 mo. in Scandinavia before we married
Teaching ELL (Kay)
working in higher education (Jackie, Paul)
Japan (Gail)
Zounds and gad zooks! Yet another college professor in our group. Marie, thanks for catching us up a bit. Hope to see you in July! I recently exchanged emails with Chris Accornero, by the way …yup, another professor, this time a 40-year career in intercultural studies.
OK, my turn. This may wind up reading less like a resume and more like a psychological drama, but, ready or not, here it goes:
After graduation from Monroe I started my freshman year at UC San Diego …partly because it seemed like a good place to be, offered an aerospace mechanics major, and because it was the campus that Chris Accornero chose. I guess that last part was the clincher. Truth is, I had no clue as to what I wanted to be when I grew up, but I did want to be somewhere close to her. Nothing ever panned out with Chris, but I did take a freshman humanities class taught by a 70-something French Catholic priest who used the Old Testament as a history of the Hebrew people. I can still see him chain smoking up there on the stage of that large auditorium, his face beet red as he taught us about his passion. So happened that about that same time I was bumping up against my personal ceiling in math and physics, feeling much less comfortable about a future working with a slide rule (anyone remember those?) than I would with real people. I transferred to UC Riverside for my sophomore year. Political Science major …just a notch above an English major. That’s where I really fell in love.
She was the daughter of a retired admiral with her home in Coronado. She had just transferred to UC from the University of San Diego. She was bright, strong willed, and very independent. Also creative, imaginative, free spirited and beautiful. I was totally consumed with her. Oh, I took a lot of courses that I only vaguely remember now …political science, economics, astronomy, geology …still with no idea of what I would do with all those. I was interested in everything and pretty good at whatever I attempted. Nothing ignited my passion, however, except for Jeannie. We saw a lot of each other there at UCR in 1967 and then the next summer in Coronado. I still think Coronado is the most romantic place on earth.
Do you remember the song “Leaving on a Jet Plane”? John Denver wrote it. Peter Paul and Mary had the hit record at the time. I was not famiiar with the song except through her. She used to sing it to me in a wistful sort of way …all except, that is, for the line that says “when I come back, I’ll wear your wedding ring”. I didn’t even know about that lyric until sometime later. That fall Jeannie left for a year in Hong Kong as part of a student exchange program. I still remember our goodbye there at LAX that July. Without her around, UCR wasn’t the same. Not at all. I thought the best thing for me would be to undertake some kind of personal challenge, something immediate and very physical. Dangerous, even. I left school and enlisted in the Marine Corps. Boot camp was in San Diego, a stone’s throw from Coronado. That was October of 1968.
By all odds I should have wound up in Viet Nam. I didn’t. The Marines instead sent me to Officer Candidate School in Quantico, Virginia. By the time graduation from OCS rolled around 15 months later, Jeannie had returned from Hong Kong. We had kept up a correspondence, off and on. I flew her out to Washington D.C. to pin on my bars. I went on to flight school in Pensacola. She went back to school in Riverside. That put about 2,000 miiles between us. Last I heard, she fell in love with a football player from Des Moines who was trying out for a kicking job with the Los Angeles Rams. I married a girl from Pensacola, but still can’t figure out why. It lasted for 4 years.
In 1974 I returned home from overseas, moved to Pensacola and discovered what a miserable thing divorce is. Fortunately there were no kids, though she told me she had been pregnant but “took care of it”. Then I met Carole. I was then a management trainee at a department store chain, still trying to figure out what to do for a living. She worked in the book department and taught me how to count pennies two at a time so that everyone in the store who was waiting for me to close out my register could get home a little quicker. (You had to be there.) It was the second marriage for both of us. That was 40 years ago this past September 6th. We celebrated with dinner at home. I cooked. I’ve now learned that love is much more than passion and loss.
We live in Pequot Lakes, Minnesota (population 2,000), about 2½ hours north of the Twin Cities. I like to think of it as East Dakota. Carole has a son now retired from the Marine Corps and working for a government contractor in Iraq. Together we had two sons, one (Jim) just turned 30 and is living in Missoula, working in a group home for disabled people. Our other son (Chris) is 27, making his way into the technical side of movie making and living in North Hollywood. That makes Carole and I empty nesters and we’re still trying to decide what to make of that. I found my nitche in radio with a local FM station here in 1984 and have worked in and around radio ever since. Seven years after that, and for about 15 years, I operated a small advertising agency in these parts. It’s still gratifying to me to see work I did for clients then still being used even now.
In 2004 I finally found a position in Christian radio, which is where I really wanted to be, as the program director for Minnesota Christian Broadcasters (which was not as big as it sounds). Becoming thoroughly disillusioned with nonprofit, listener supported Christian radio, I now operate an internet radio station from a home studio and do audio production for a Christian radio ministry that brings in some income, also serving on their board. If you listen for any length of time to Broken Road Radio, you’ll know the depth of my commitment. You’d also be entertained, I think. Carole continues to work at a women’s fashion store where she has been employed for 28 years, allowing me three meals a day, a roof over my head and an aging golden retriever.
There’s more to my life than this, but these were the important parts. Moving from Spring Valley, California “back home” to Minnesota in 1983 was significant for me (I grew up in Duluth), though my sun-belt wife has yet to make the adjustment. I figure in another 20 years, she’ll feel right at home.
And it’s a joy to have found you folks again. Grace and peace to you, as well as a deeper and ever more profound understanding of the One whose story this really is.
I started at UCLA in the fall of ’66. Even before classes started, I knew that I wanted to study abroad in Sweden my junior year. I spent the summer of ’68 learning intensive Swedish and realized that I should transfer there when I got back from Europe (it was THE place to be at the time).
While in Europe, I was brain injured in a car accident in Norway. It took a few months to recover and I had to relearn everything – how to read, work, etc. Consequently, I became interested in what happens in the brain after “decoding” the words. (To skip ahead, I ended up teaching reading and English Language learners at the local elementary school for 23 years. Most of the kids spoke Farsi.) While in Europe, I became enamored with Greek and Roman art and was fortunate enough to participate in an archaeological dig in Herculaneum, Italy.
In 1971, I met my future husband, who was dissecting cat brains at the time, in Berkeley. Following graduation, he went to medical school in Philadelphia while I taught school in Jersey for four years. We then moved back to California for his neurology residency at UCLA. We settled in Calabasas, Ca, which used to be part of Woodland Hills. I completed a Masters in Special Education.
We had two daughters. The oldest lives in Marin County, where she works in public health, does community theater, and edits books on the side (highlight of her past 5 years was accompanying the author of a book to his appearance on the Colbert Report and meeting her personal hero, Stephen Colbert, backstage). My youngest daughter teaches at the same school where I taught for 23 years and even has my exact job. She is a “mini me” (but don’t tell her that).
The one sad thing that has happened in our family is that my husband John passed away in early 2014. We were married for over 40 years. He had been diagnosed with cancer the month before and went quickly. This will be our first Christmas at home without him.
Three weeks before the reunion I went on an excursion with the National Geographic Society to see the Paleolithic art caves in France and Spain. I felt that I had finally found “my people.” Everyone was an archeologist, anthropologist, or art history geek like myself. Highly recommend.
I really enjoyed seeing everyone at John Peetz’s house and look forward to getting together in 2016.
PS: I ran into Mr. Greenbaum at a café a few years back. His wife teaches second grade and they were having lunch with their soon to be in-laws. (His daughter worked at the restaurant). When I introduced myself, he remembered our cohort at Monroe High. I asked him, “Where is that paper you gave me a B+ on because I misplaced an apostrophe”? He told me it was in his car. He is now teaching English at a continuation school and selling real estate. I asked him if he changed jobs because he wanted a life. He laughed and said it was because of us. “You guys were just too challenging.”
Debbie: What have you been doing? Weren’t we cheer leaders for the knowledge bowl?
Stephanie: Tell us about your corvette racing days and give us a vicarious thrill.
I didn’t do anything exceptional but had an interesting 50 years. My first real job was at the Herald Examiner as a typesetter. During the Manson trial, got first read of the proceedings written by a reporter in the gallery. I typed the stories. Also typed the sad news of Robert Kennedy’s assassination. Those stories were typed for linotype. However, the next year, I became part of the prototype of phototypesetting for the Hearst Corporation. After that, there was a year at the University of Utah in the dance department. However, an injury to my knee, the realization that I really did not want to be a dancer and a lack of funds sent me back to the Herald Examiner for several years. My mother and stepfather opened a cosmetics company and I became their sales director, traveling over the Southwestern United States and Mexico. We all moved to San Antonio. It was there that I met the person who made going back to school possible. He hired me as Associate Director and instructor for Evelyn Wood Reading Dynamics in El Paso. Yes, I was able to read at lightning speed. That skill got me through UTEP while working full time at Evelyn Wood. Graduated from UTEP with a degree in Education and then taught for a year in a small migrant school in Texas. At that time met the man who was to become my husband. We courted briefly via telephone and married that year. We then moved to Hawaii and lived there the next 17 years. Raised his two sons, both of whom were like my own. During that time became a promotions director at KKUA/KQMQ, two of the largest radio stations in Honolulu. Was responsible for some of the largest events in the stations’ history including one where I organized a popping contest (you may remember the fad) that filled the Ala Moana shopping center and subsequently the Shell Amphitheatre. That was a very interesting job. Went to Japan for a time while my husband settled his father’s estate. Then went back to Hawaii to work for Bank of Hawaii in their ‘programming’ department as a COBOL programmer. My life and passion after that was in IT. Was a part of preparing for the Y2K non-event (mainly due to programmers like me). Got my Masters during that period. Got divorced and moved to Minnesota to be part of the Norwest-Wells Fargo merger. After that, worked in Portland OR, Vancouver Canada, New York NY, and Irvine CA as a contractor. Later worked at New Century Mortgage, the unfortunate leader in the mortgage melt-down and was there for the beginning of that event. Now I work for a subsidiary of UnitedHealth Group as an IT business analyst. I plan to retire in Grants Pass, OR in another few years but not now. I really enjoy what I do. Needless to say, my boys are grown. My oldest is an insurance broker with his own firm. The youngest is in Hawaii in commercial property management. Unfortunately, they are not close by but do keep in touch. (No grandchildren yet.) On a sad note, my mother has Alzheimer’s and I spend some of my time with her. 10 years ago, I became a Christian. My life was forever changed for the better. Now you know most everything of any significance there is to know about my last 50 years. It’s your turn.
Thanks for the prod, Jim.
I am struck by the bios so far and how so many of us have stayed with the same organization, and same partner, for so many years. Pretty different–at least career-wise–from the university students I work with today, who plan to switch jobs and careers many times.
I went to UCSB and was there during the interesting years when it went from being one of the top party schools to being a real center of activism. My senior year education consisted of a lot of teach-ins and free university and curfew as the National Guard rumbled through Isla Vista. I took lots of classes dealing with the War on Poverty and Michael Harrington’s The Other America was a real paradigm shift for me. Realizing that I wanted to stay on a college campus and work with students I went to Ohio State for a Masters in Student Development and have basically been working with college students ever since.
I met my husband Barry Posner when we were sophomores at UCSB and we have now been married 43 years. We lived in Amherst while Barry was in grad school for a PhD in Management and I worked with adult returning students to UMass and did women assertiveness training. Barry got a faculty position at Santa Clara University and has been there ever since–working his way through the ranks, including a stint as dean of the business school for 12 years. He has been writing and speaking about leadership and that has afforded us many opportunities for travel, including a couple sabbaticals in Australia, Hong Kong and Turkey. I have worked in Student Affairs at Santa Clara University and Stanford–initially doing career counseling, but later, after finishing a PhD in educational policy at Stanford, have been involved in service learning and community engagement. After 22 years at the Haas Center for Public Service at Stanford I retired from there and am now an adjunct faculty member in the business school at SCU and have developed a program for undergraduate business students to work with small businesses in low income neighborhoods in San Jose–an opportunity for them to apply their business knowledge and learn about social issues like income inequality firsthand. I continue to be motivated by seeing the growth and “aha” moments that students experience when they go out into the community.
We have one daughter who is working at Mission HS in San Francisco in a college access program for low income students. She met her husband in Chicago while in grad school but luckily they decided to move to the bay area just in time to become parents. Our 2-1/4 year old granddaughter is truly a joy and it is great to live 4 miles from them. After 38 years in the south bay we moved to Berkeley 2 years ago and are enjoying learning about a new community.
Over the years I have enjoyed a variety of craft activities, including quilting and mosaics, and cooking, and we enjoy theatre (annual trips to Ashland), jazz, movies and travel. I have served on public and private school boards and am currently on a couple non-profit boards, which keeps me learning about new things and continuing to hone my group skills.
I am glad we have all reconnected. And I can see many overlapping interests and experiences. Good idea to do these bios so we can see where our paths have led after getting a good start as Chevaliers!
I continue to be astounded at how many of our classmates have spent a career in education, most often at the university level. Well done, Jackie!
Fascinating, Jackie! It appears we have a lot of interests and experiences in common–e.g., with small business (I worked with Michael Porter’s Initiative for a Competitive Inner City several years ago, and at Babson I’m working with students who are either trying to start businesses of their own and/or advising companies or non-profits on their operations or strategies.)
And I passed through Berkeley briefly last summer while on business to see a couple old college friends–next time I’ll know to give you a ring!
Paul
Jackie- Great bio…So you are now a “Posner”. Coincidentally, so is my daughter Alison. She is married to Dr. Steven Posner, a Vascular Surgeon originally from Great Neck, NY. Lots of Posners around..so probably no relation!
Sitting down to compose this, I realize that 50 years ago, or even 40, I couldn’t have imagined the varied directions my life has taken….there was certainly no straight path to any clear or passionate career goals….
After finishing at UC Berkeley in a cloud of anti-war tear gas and uncertainty over my draft status, wondering whether I’d be following some friends to Canada, I enjoyed a year’s retreat in tranquil Santa Cruz, working as a bellhop at a Holiday Inn (for the most part I loved it–I the interaction with guests, the physical nature of the work and the good tips, and no studying!). Saved some money and after a year or so decided to head east for a change.
Having spent a little time in Boston right after a junior year in Germany (and an idyllic summer in the White Mountains of New Hampshire between our junior and senior years), I wanted to experience a city that reminded me of European capitals—walkable, with lots of history, great architecture, etc.. I did and I do (though, yes, the winters are another story). And maybe I thought it would make me smarter. When I first got here in the fall of ’71, I crashed with Stuart Jenks, whom I’m sure many of you remember, and his roommates in Cambridge. (Stuart became a professor at some German university, and I believe he is still there, though I haven’t heard from or about him in decades.)
Once the Selective Service folks decided I wasn’t worth the bother, I entered a Master’s program in broadcast journalism at Boston University but decided after a couple weeks that a program in “Urban Affairs” (a mix of government, city planning, and community development courses) had more appeal. (I did, however, first have the pleasure of meeting a sarcastic loud-mouth classmate named Bill O’Reilly.) Later I returned to B.U., part-time, for an MBA/Public Management.
My first “real job,” full time, was as a planner with the City of Boston, starting in 1974 during that ugly period of school bussing here. (This white kid from the SFV suburbs was stunned: we had—what? –one black kid at Monroe our senior year? I’ve since wondered how he felt….) Never really liked the tribal politics still prevalent here and especially strong in those days, but for the next 25 years or so I enjoyed working on a number of community development projects with the City and later, as a consultant, with the state and fed and on my own clients.
Then around 1980, while doing some community theatre just for fun, I discovered I had some talent for on-camera acting and voice-over work. I started doing all sorts of corporate training films, then some TV shows (anyone remember “Spenser for Hire?”), radio and TV commercials, and a couple movie parts (“Gone Baby Gone”). And once I had my union cards, I became and remain involved on the local and national boards of SAG-AFTRA. So that became “career # 2.”
“Career # 3” is the work I’m primarily doing now—as an adjunct instructor in business communication at nearby Babson College and as a private “presentation skills coach” to a variety of companies, particularly large engineering and construction firms.
Oh, and in 1990 I finally settled down and got married—my wife Susan is an occupational therapist doing God’s work with developmentally-delayed kids, in the birth to age 3 range. No children under our roof (unless you count me) but a great dog and cat.
“….there was certainly no straight path to any clear or passionate career goals….” Pretty much a mirror image of my life and career(s), except I lean a bit more to the right than Paul. Interesting stuff! Where are the ladies, though? …not Paul’s. I mean our female classmates!
In a nutshell…After college, was in the Navy (went around the world, including a tour in Viet Nam) in 1970-71. Went to UCLA for a couple degrees, and joined Arthur Young (now EY) in 1974. Married Judy that same year. . We had 3 boys, and now 6 grandchildren (1 girl – yess!), with perhaps more to come. Everyone lives in Southern California, although I’m not sure how long that’s going to last. Our oldest grandson is more into school plays, writing, and art, and our granddaughter into cheerleading (who knew?) than sports. Like some others, I spent all of my career at one place, first as a management consultant, then as an executive overseeing part of the practice. Then, for the last 11 years (retiring in 2006) I commuted, mostly weekly, to New York, London, Cleveland and various other places working on consolidation and global integration initiatives. Now I seem to collect hobbies. Lately they include family, of course, running (slowing down but still erect), skiing, photography, musical theater (audience only), traveling, family genealogy, bridge, babysitting (!) and various other pursuits, which collectively don’t seem to fit into my schedule. I hope we can get together for a “real” 50th next year!
A quick 50 chronology?? Here goes: attended USC and SD State undergrad; won “draft lottery” and joined USAF; commissioned as officer upon 1970 grad; married Sharon ( now46 yrs and still going) and stationed in Istanbul as Finance Officer; 2 yrs and much traveling around Europe later, earned MBA and left service. Went to work for Deloitte and earned CPA ; after 4 yrs left for private industry, ending up at Morley builders, one of Ca largest coxntractors. Ultimately became CFO and retired in 2013 after 35 years as company’s Vice Chairman and a very fulfilling career; along the way had 2 beautiful daughters who became an elementary teacher and college professor (at Clsremont McKenna), after great junior tennis careers, with one playing at Dartmouth. My wife (now retired psychotherapist)
and I now have 5 terrific grandchildren, and we spend our time watching grandkids and their sports, traveling extensively ( last trip was to So America and Antartica). and splitting our time between our home in Manhattan Beach and our vacation home in Sunriver , Oregon. I spend a lot of time golfing ( used to be a 2 handicap ), and working with trying to keep up the grandkids on their tennis, golf and skiing, soccer and other pursuits.. They all seem to have already passed me in many areas, along with being far better students than their Papa! …. Well, thats a quick 50. Look forward to all of your info!
What have I been doing foir the last 50 years? 1) Went on to UCLA undergrad and law school. 2) Practiced (and still practicing) business law in Century City for 40 plus years, 3) Three daughters and 6 grandkids all living in the area, 4) weekends spent at grandkids hockey, soccer, baseball games. 5) Current sports (retired from basketball, running, tennis, skiing) include yoga and spin bikes. Living in Brentwood area of Los Angeles after moving from Santa Monica where we lived for 30 plus years. I like UCLA sports events, family trips to Hawaii or Mexico, good restaurants and wine, and dogs!
Hey, Jeff! …you’re #1. 🙂
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