Class of 1980
Mary Ann Cipolla
May 3, 1962 - Nov. 22, 1989
Mary was shot and killed in Baltimore, Maryland in 1989. She was single with no children.
April 29, 1962 - December 20, 1980
Sabrina and her boyfriend, John Riggins, were murdered when they were on their way to Sabrina's sister's (Andrea) birthday party. Their murders remained unsolved for 25 years. A journalist, Joel Davis, who went to school with Riggins, decided to write a book (Justice Waits: The UC Davis Sweetheart Murders) on their murders. As he kept digging, Joel realized it was not too late to take a fresh look at evidence. DNA technology had become more sophisticated, and samples could now be compared to those of convicted criminals stored in a new database. He contacted the prosecutor in charge of Sacramento’s new cold case unit – and didn’t let up. Within months, there was a hit from the DNA databank. A convicted sex offender, Richard Hirschfield, was a one-in-240-trillion match. Detectives questioned Hirschfield's brother in Oregon that same year. The day after his questioning, he wrote a note implicating himself and his brother in the Davis murders and then killed himself. Hirschfield currently awaits trial on this case.
Sabrina is buried in the National Memorial Cemetery of The Pacific (Section G Site 4-A) in Honolulu, Hawaii
Cheryl A. Harris
Cheryl passed away awaiting a double lung transplant due to Cystic Fibrosis. She passed away in 1995 at 32 yrs of age. She leaves behind two wonderful sons and a legacy of caring. If anyone would like to know more, please contact Michael Harris.
Nov. 11, 1961 - Jan. 29, 2008
Therese died of renal cancer that metastasized to her lungs.
Therese Ellen Fox, 46
Passed Away: 01/30/2008
Therese Ellen Fox, 46, of Dahlonega, passed away peacefully early Tuesday, January 29, 2008 at her residence surrounded by her family.
She was a loving wife and dedicated home schooling mother. Therese loved teaching the Catholic Faith to children and adults alike and was a model of the Christian beliefs she taught. She has been the Director of Religious Education at Saint Luke the Evangelist Roman Catholic Church in Dahlonega for more than ten years.
She was born in Green Bay, Wisconsin on November 11, 1961, the daughter of retired Army Major General William G. O'Leksy and Carol Colson O'Leksy of Dahlonega, Georgia. Therese was a 1981 graduate of the American military school system high school near Heidelberg, Germany, and attended college at Virginia Tech University and Georgia State University.
In addition to her parents, she is survived at home by her husband, David, sons Ben and Dom, daughters, Valarie, Monica, and Rita. She is also survived by daughters and sons-in-law Clair and Brian Williamson, Elyse and Chris Berninger; by sisters and brothers-in-law Mary Katherine and Dave Haug of Green Bay, Wisconsin, Ann and Jay Postak of Keswick, Virginia, Susan and Scott Erickson of Jasper, Georgia; and by sister Elisabeth O'Leksy, Dahlonega. Two grandchildren are expected to arrive later this year.
Friends and family will recite the Rosary at St. Luke the Evangelist Roman Catholic Church, 91 N. Park Street, Dahlonega on Thursday, January 31, 2008 at 5 pm followed by a Vigil Prayer Service at 6 pm. The family will receive friends at the church after the service from 7-9 pm. A funeral mass will be 3 pm Friday with Rev. Robert Frederick as the main celebrant.
In lieu of flowers the family has requested any donations be made to the St. Luke the Evangelist Therese Fox Memorial Religious Education Fund, 91 N. Park Street, Dahlonega, GA 30533.
Banister Funeral Home of Dahlonega is in charge of the arrangements.
Light of Christmas shines...
despite struggle for Foxes, O’Leksys
By Sharon Hall
The Dahlonega Nugget
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
Holiday cheer can be difficult to come by if you are facing the emotional pain of loss. Millions of people each year succumb to depression during the holiday season, especially when there has been a loss or change in a person’s life, because many of our best memories are formed around holiday celebrations. We want the familiar traditions to remain the same, and sadness creeps in when that is no longer possible.
For Therese and David Fox and their seven children, two sons-in-law and Therese’s parents, Bill and Carol O’Leksy, this Christmas will be a little different. They plan to enjoy most of the family traditions – watching their youngest in the Christmas pageant at St. Luke’s Catholic Church, attending midnight mass, and being awakened to the sounds of carols from the piano played by the Fox children while mom and dad get to stay in bed until the recital is over. But Therese won’t be doing much of the Christmas cooking – or shopping, or wrapping of presents, or setting them under the tree when they return from church on Christmas Eve. The physical drain of the inoperable cancer that was discovered in early February will keep her from accomplishing those traditional Christmas activities.
But Christmas (and Chanukah and Kwanzaa) share the common theme of finding and creating light in the darkness of the winter months. The seven candles of Kwanzaa, the Jewish menorah, the candles lit during weeks of Advent and the Christ Candle lit at the birth of the baby Jesus in Christian churches are powerful metaphors for what has happened in the lives of the Foxes and O’Leksys. They have found that light, and a powerful source of healing, in the acceptance of God’s will.
In fact, says David, “‘Thy will be done’ has become sort-of a theme.”
“For all of us,” O’Leksy adds.
Therese was diagnosed with terminal cancer Feb. 2, 2007. She was told she had only six-nine months to live.
Her first thought, she says, was how her husband would handle the news. But the revelation also brought back the memory of a near-miss head-on collision that happened in July.
“I thought I was going to die. I thought, really God? Right now? Miraculously, I survived. It gave me an appreciation, a recognition, that at any moment we could die. So, [finding out about the diagnosis] it was like, well, I’ve already been given six months. I didn’t die July 21.”
That close call had an effect on the whole family, O’Leksy says. “It reminded us that in a very real sense we are here at God’s will.”
Resting in God’s will became Therese’s signature response to her cancer early.
“I was in the hospital for the first test. I didn’t yet know my diagnosis, but we were pretty sure,” Therese says. “I saw a friend in the hospital with a T-shirt that said ‘Cancer sucks,’ – her dad had had cancer for a year-and-a-half. I thought, what a shame to walk around with such a negative message. Life gives you challenges, and it’s what you do with them. I thought, I don’t want to portray that image.”
In the mall the next day she found a T-shirt with the words, “Thy will be done” on it.
“I thought, that’s the antidote. Taking something negative and finding the good in it is how you find peace.”
There is good to be found, both Therese and her father say.
For one thing, O’Leksy says, Therese’s illness has given people in the community, and all over the world, “an opportunity to do what God has asked us to do – pray for one another.”
People who never met Therese, or any of her family, are praying for her because of a Web site set up by her friends, Amy and Andy Schmalen. Amy met Therese and David when she was a student at North Georgia College in 1990, where she was active in the Catholic group on campus, where the couple acted as liaisons between the group and St. Luke’s.
“We shared a common interest in learning more about our faith and began sharing books and tapes. You always hear that people lose their faith when they go to college. Well, I found my faith, and I owe that to the graces of God and the friends I made in Dahlonega yeas ago that I hold so dear,” Amy says.
Amy married and moved to California, but kept in touch with Therese and O’Leksys, with whom she had also become friends. She and her husband, Andy, returned to Dahlonega in 2003. When they learned of Therese’s illness, she says, “Our first reaction besides shock was, we need to do something. Andy suggested [the Web site] and ran with an inspiration on the design. Web sites are an easy way to get information out fast and to mass volumes of people. We called them to share our idea and they agreed, under the guidelines that it was just ‘beseeching prayer.’”
Totally unforeseen, EWTN Global Catholic Network picked up on the Web site and spread the word, asking for prayers of the faithful for Therese and her family.
“How cool is it not only to have our local community come together – Catholics, Methodists, Baptists – but to look through the Guest Book and see intentions from all over the world. It is a testament to the power of prayer. Most people have never had the privilege to meet Therese and her family, yet they are inspired to write a short note to let her know that they are thinking of her and praying for her. That’s Holy cool,” Amy says.
“I have felt the grace of these prayers, especially in the way the children have handled this,” Therese says.
Ironically, the day the Foxes found out about Therese’s prognosis was their youngest son, Dominic’s, sixth birthday.
“All of the family came over for the celebration, then we had Rita [their 11-year-old daughter] put Dom to bed and told the older children,” Therese says. “We told Rita the next morning, and mom and dad that weekend.”
“Things changed. It was like a kick in the gut for both of us,” O’Leksy says, speaking of himself and his wife, Carol. “But that’s when you call on faith. The first question in the catechism is ‘Why did God make you?’ And the answer is, to know Him, to love Him and to serve Him, then to be happy with Him in heaven. It all fits. You pray to know His will, and ask for His help to follow that will. But you need help to do that, and we appreciate all the help we’ve received through the prayers from this community and from around the world.”
Some of those praying for Therese and her family have also shared their problems with her, and asked for her prayers.
“I’m a very private person, and I didn’t really want the Web site, but it was something my friend wanted to do for me. I had no idea the site would become so public. But I think it happened for a reason; to show the need we all have for prayer. It has been turned out to be a blessing. God is reminding me that we are all one family, and how important prayer is for everybody,” Therese says. “It’s our opportunity to pray for them too.”
Theresa and her family even had a chance to meet one of her prayer warriors when they made a pilgrimage to Europe last summer. That trip, too, was a blessing, made possible by the generosity of good friends. Therese not only got to meet her email friend and visit places where she had spent a portion of her younger days (her father was stationed in Germany when she was a teenager), she also got to meet Pope Benedict XVI.
“We would never have gone on that trip to Germany without this happening, or gone to Rome,” O’Leksy says.
“And getting to meet the Pope, to shake his hand, wasn’t even on the radar,” Therese says.
Therese was in a wheelchair when she and her family went to the Vatican, where they toured the sites and attended the general audience of Pope Benedict XVI. The guards at the Vatican told Therese and her family that the Pope some times, but not always, personally greets those who are ill. She was placed her up front so that she would be able to get to the stage easily should that be the case.
It was the case, and Therese not only got a quick handshake, as she was instructed by the ushers to do. She held on to the Pope’s hand, kissed his ring, and made eye contact with the leader of the Catholic Church, a moment that still brings a gleam to her eyes.
Goodness has come, too, in the way Therese and her family live their everyday lives.
“We try to make and take more opportunities to make memories. We all fall into that hurry, hurry, there’s so much to do thing. When there’s only so much time, you take the time to do the things that count,” Therese says.
“We’re piling up some really good memories,” O’Leksy says.
It’s a lesson the Schmalens have also taken to heart.
“It’s strengthened our relationship as a couple. Andy and I are more in-tine to have ‘date nights,’ where we spend time with each other and not to take each other for granted – which is easy to do in the day-to-day grind of daily family life,” Amy says. “Most people do not expect to die soon – they expect to die at a ripe old age. What Therese’s diagnosis has done is allow us to put things into perspective. Make up with that family member, don’t hold grudges, treat others truly as you want to be treated, and most of all, treat this Christmas like it is your last, because it might just be.”
How Therese and her family have managed to come to terms with a terminal illness and remain positive has been an inspiration for others, O’Leksy says, and that, too, has been a good thing.
“I’ve met many people in Dahlonega over the 20 years I’ve been here. And many have told me that Therese and her family have been an inspiration to them. I’m not talking about people I’ve met in church, but in other venues.”
The O’Leksys’ friend Mary Owens couldn’t agree more. “Therese and David and the O’Leksys have been an inspiration to a lot of people, and I’m one of them,” Owens says. “It also, I think, gives you a sense of feeling connected to someone else in their struggles. It touches the empathy is each of us because we could be where this family is, it could happen to any of us. It’s a beautiful thing, how this community has wanted to be spiritually and emotionally supportive.”
“I could read the Bible or a million books from different religious authors and saints, but having a front row seat to this has humbled me,” Amy says. “It really is like Jesus on His way to Calvary. When I see Therese and she is carrying her cross with a smile on her face, it is very edifying,” Amy says. “And it is not just a witness of how Therese is handing her diagnosis, but seeing David and the kids. How do you handle watching your spouse or mother die? There is a beauty in suffering, and I am seeing it, and it is very humbling.”
Within her church, says Fr. Bob Frederick, Therese is “teaching us how to walk with faith. Through it all she has been unbelievable – a rock of faith. If you want to complain about something, all you have to do is look at the cross she is bearing and how she is handling it, and it makes you want to press on.”
One of the things that struck the priest the most, he says, is the “Thy will be done” T-shirt Therese found at the mall at the beginning of her illness and that she often wears.
“She has such a great attitude of surrender. You know, we pray in the Our Father all the time for His will to be done, but it’s easy to pray that when it doesn’t cost us anything. It’s when His will is difficult that it is hard to accept. We are all praying for a miracle, but Therese has surrendered to God’s will, whether it is convenient or not. Her faith has been an inspiration.”
“This whole thing has been an opportunity to strengthen our faith and belief that we should submit, and should want to submit to the will of God,” O’Leksy says. “We know what is asked of us. We just have to trust in His will, that it is the best for us, and if we do, there’s no room for despair or crying in your beer.”
It is through God’s grace that Therese has been able to accept her lot, and it is the prayers of so many that have afforded her the measure of grace she has received, she says.
“I’ve really felt the prayers and support, both through hearing from people and just through the grace I’ve received,” she says. “I believe God gives us grace to bear the crosses we have in life, but we have to ask for it. I have felt the community asking for that grace for me and my family. The outpouring of prayer support – it’s huge. Not everybody gets that. I feel almost guilty some times. There are a lot of people in need of prayer with heavy crosses to bear out there.”
Therese says the manner of her death has been “a huge blessing. It won’t be a messy, bloody death like it could have been July 21. I’ve had time to say goodbye – we’ve been doing that for a year. It’s a slow, loving, supportive death.”
And when the time comes, Therese says, she has no doubt God’s grace will be sufficient to see her family through. But for now, the Foxes and O’Leksys plan to make the most of the time they have together, continue to pray for a miracle, and celebrate the light of the Christmas season each and every day, resting in the will of God.
Oct. 25, 1961- July 27, 1989
Curt died as the result of a motorcycle accident in Clark County, Kentucky. Survived by his wife, Marcee, and a daughter.
Class of 1981
March 14 1964 - October 30, 2003
Tracy passed away due to complications of Type I Diabetes. (per her brother, Eric)
Here is her obituary that was published in the Sierra Vista Herald 11/04/03:
Tracy L. Edwards passed away Oct. 3, 2003, at the Sierra Vista Regional Health Center in Sierra Vista, Ariz. She had been a resident of Sierra Vista since 1981.
Tracy was born at Hahn Air Force Base, West Germany, to Phillip and Judith Cichon. Tracy is survived by both parents of Sierra Vista; her only daughter, Kristen Moore of Sierra Vista; brother and sister-in-law Eric and Jamie Cichon of Tucson.
Tracy was preceded in death by infant son, Mack Sturghill Jr., in 1988.
Memorial Service will be held Thursday, Nov. 6, at 1 p.m. at Sierra Lutheran Church, 101 N. Lenzner Ave.
In lieu of flowers, the family asks donations be made to the Juvenile Diabetes Foundation.
Deveeree "Dee Dee" Detamore
14 Aug 1963 - 30 Nov 1998
May 3, 1963 - Nov. 20, 2007
Mark died of a heart attack.
Our son, our beloved dad, Mark Dommer, born in Washington, D.C., on May 3, 1963, died suddenly on November 20, 2007. His parents were Paul and Marie Dommer. Paul, who had a distinguished career as a United States Army judge advocate, preceded him in death suddenly in 1975. In 1978, Marie married Wayne Alley, also an Army judge advocate. Mark moved to Norman, Oklahoma in 1981, when his stepfather retired from the Army. Mark was graduated from the University of Oklahoma in 1985 with a degree in Business Administration. He proudly was a Sigma Chi. He became an information technology specialist and, after employment elsewhere, settled in Edmond, Oklahoma. For many years, Mark served as a volunteer at the Hope Center in Edmond. He leaves two sons, Austin and Evan, who reside with their mother; a brother, Eric and his family, in Heidelberg, Germany; a stepsister, Elizabeth, in Seattle, WA; a stepbrother, David and his family in Denver, CO; and an uncle, Helmut Winkelmann and family, in Muenster, Germany. Mark was a gentle and courteous man who was always available to help family and friends. He was overly generous to friends and strangers alike. His friends enjoyed his quick-witted humor. Mark was a passionate person who especially enjoyed reading, writing and his music, also trout fishing in Colorado and visiting his parents' home in Norman, where he cured many computer glitches for them. All in his extended family loved and were loved by him. A memorial will be held for Mark at the Haven- brook Funeral Home in Norman on Friday, November 30, 2007, at 2:00 pm. In lieu of flowers, donations can be made to the American Heart Association. Send condolences online at: www.havenbrookfuneralhome.com/ Obituaries.htm Havenbrook Funeral Home Family Owned & Operated Norman - 329-0101
Rob was killed in a helicopter crash. He was a graduate of USMA Class of 1985. They have dedicated a memorial in Rob's honor at West Point. Rob is survived by a wife & son.
Rob was a dear friend and is sorely missed by all who knew him. - Mary Libbey-Hennessey
Sept. 5, 1963 - Sept. 11, 2001
Lt. Col. Kip P. Taylor, 38, from Michigan, was killed as a result of the attack on the Pentagon on Sept. 11, '01. He was assigned to the Office of the Deputy Chief of Staff for Personnel. He was awarded the rank of Lt.Colonel post humously. He was at work in the outer ring of the section of the Pentagon, when it was hit by the terrorist plane, and lost his life. He served in The Army for 16 years and is survived by his wife and son, and unborn child.
Lieutenant Colonel Kip Paul Taylor's 16-year ascent through the Army ranks began when he received his commission from the Reserve Officers Training Corps at Northern Michigan University, a unit run by his father, Don.
A few months after graduation, Taylor was shipped to a base in Nuremberg, Germany, where he served for 3 1/2 years. The Michigan native returned stateside at the end of 1989 for a 15-month stint as an instructor at Fort Benjamin Harrison in Indiana. He was again sent on a foreign tour in 1991, this time
as an adjutant for a task force in Honduras. After that five-month assignment, he rose to commander of a troop brigade back in Indiana, where he remained until the summer of 1994.
Taylor moved from base to base for four years before arriving at the Pentagon as executive officer in the Army's Office of the Deputy Chief of Staff for Personnel in July 1998. The 38-year-old career serviceman -- who enjoyed running, basketball and golf in his free time -- was serving as a military assistant in that office when he was killed September 11, 2001.
"His office was on the outside ring and took a direct hit," Taylor's sister, Ann Zaenglein, was quoted as saying in USA Today. "There was nothing left of his office."
A Major at the time of his death, Taylor was posthumously promoted to Lieutenant Colonel. He is survived by his wife and son.
The joys and trials of new fatherhood were on Kip Taylor's mind. At 8:26 a.m. on September 11, 2001, he e-mailed friends from his office in the Pentagon about how his life had changed since the birth of his son, Dean, almost two years earlier. He was happily anticipating the birth of his second son in a month.
"After kids, there are days that just get going when you say, 'Hi honey, I'm home wrote the U.S. Army Major. "My conclusion is that what we do until that moment pales in comparison to what we do after that point in the day."
At about 9:40 a.m., Taylor, 38, was killed when American Flight 77 hit the Pentagon.
"We were very happy, about as happy as we had ever been in our married life,"
said his wife, Nancy. "I guess it's better to be taken when you're happy than when you're not. But it doesn't make it any easier."
The Taylors were happy because they had achieved something that earlier
seemed impossible. After their attempts to conceive had failed, the couple
turned to medical science to help them have children. Dean was the result of in
vitro fertilization, as was Luke, born October 25.
The babies are a great source of comfort. "I can't imagine if I had gone through the IVF two times and it had not been successful, and then lost my husband,"Nancy Taylor said.
So, when her husband's friends and admirers started asking where they could donate money in his memory, the answer seemed obvious. Nancy Taylor started a charity for infertile military couples and called it the Kip P. Taylor Fund. She
explained that there are only two military facilities worldwide where in vitro fertilizations are performed, one in Washington, D.C., and one in Texas, making it difficult for military couples stationed abroad or elsewhere in this country to receive the subsidized treatment.
The fund will help couples offset the cost of traveling to the clinics and paying for lodging and food. Its Web site, www.kiptaylorfund.com, estimates that couples pay up to $5,100 out of pocket for treatments. Donations from family, friends and neighbors have brought the fund to $40,000 to date.
"It's a lot," Nancy Taylor said. "But it's not enough to sustain this."
Having children is a challenge for military couples, she said, with being stationed in various places, long absences and combat service. But children play just as important a role in military families as they do in any other community, she said.
"The military community does really rally around its children."
To Taylor, balancing his work with a home life was essential. Though the 6-foot-5 Major cut an imposing figure in uniform, he was just as happy in jeans, cooking on his outdoor grill, building a deck on the couple's McLean, Virginia, home or tending to the lawn. But most of all, his wife said, he loved fatherhood and couldn't wait to someday coach his sons' Little League teams and attend their music recitals.
Without him, his wife said, she tries to enjoy the "blessing" of her sons. But it's hard. She has not yet felt ready to return to her job as the editor of a medical newsletter.
"At first I was getting by hour to hour," she said. "Then it was day to day. Now it's week to week. I hope some day it will be month to month. But it will be a while."
As Nancy Taylor endured the physical pain of childbirth October 25, 2001, at Bethesda Naval Medical Center, Maryland, she also struggled with powerful emotions and memories.
Just six weeks earlier, her husband, Army Lieutenant Colonel Kip Taylor, was killed in the September 11 attack on the Pentagon.
"It was hard," Taylor said. "I had been there at Bethesda less than two years before, when I had Dean. I kept recalling what it was like when Kip was there."
Kip's sister and sister-in-law were with her during the delivery, which was a comfort. But still, "It didn't seem right that Kip wasn't there," she said. "It was horrible."
The approaching anniversary of the attacks has been an emotional time. She often thinks about what she, Kip and Dean were doing a year ago, including a trip to the beach a few weeks before September 11.
When she looks at Dean, who turns 3 on Decmber 28, 2003, she sees his resemblance to Kip. Baby Luke, who just started crawling, looks more like her.
"The kids are my saving grace," she said. "They keep me busy. It's not that I don't think of Kip every day, because I do."
Kip Taylor was the military assistant to the Army deputy chief of staff for personnel, Lieutenant General Timothy Maude, who also was killed in the attack.
Taylor decided the best way to honor her husband's memory was to help military families like hers who need fertility treatments to conceive. Both her boys were conceived through in vitro fertilization at Walter Reed Army Medical Center in Washington.
She has established a fund to help military couples with travel and lodging expenses while they receive fertility treatments at Walter Reed or at Wilford Hall Medical Center in Texas. The Web address is http://www.kiptaylorfund.com
The fund has paid the expenses for five couples so far, she said. At least one of the five has been successful in getting pregnant.
The Kip Taylor Memorial Fund covers some expenses for ROTC students at Northern Michigan University in Marquette, which Kip attended on ROTC and basketball scholarships.
Taylor collects letters, pictures and other memorabilia from generals, drill sergeants and others who worked with Kip and from schoolchildren who wrote to her after September 11.
She has been overwhelmed by the generosity of those who wrote and sent gifts, many of them strangers. She has tried to respond to everyone.
She points to a picture of President Bush embracing her September 17, 2001, at the Pentagon as he toured the rubble.
It was a chance encounter - she was there only to pick up Kip's car from the parking lot. As her escort officer walked her through the building, Bush, who was there for a memorial service that had just concluded, appeared in the hallway with his large security entourage.
"We were told to move to the side of the hallway," Taylor said. "Everyone lined up started applauding, and he stopped and began shaking hands."
Taylor approached, holding a picture of her husband that she was carrying, and told Bush that Kip had been at the Pentagon on September 11 and was still missing.
Bush talked to Taylor for "a good two minutes," then embraced her and urged her to take good care of herself and her baby.
Now, almost a year later, she finds that the biggest changes in her life are "the littlest things."
"Kip's absence is constantly evident," she said. "It's so different, not having him here to call and talk to during the day. Not seeing him in the house, not hearing his voice is just a huge void. It's an unspeakable loss."
It has changed her perception of time. "I think time passes quickly when you have something to look forward to. Not that I don't have something to look forward to, but I guess my life is just not normal," she said.
"Having no contact with Kip for a year, I feel like I haven't talked to him in years."
Looking ahead, she focuses on her boys and their view of their father. She talks to her children about him often, showing them his picture. "I hope they think about their dad in a happy, positive way, and not let the sadness overcome his memory," she said. "I'm trying to overcome that myself. At night, we pray for daddy, mommy and the whole family."
In the first year of Dean's life, she put together a time capsule for him that includes audiotapes with messages from Kip and other family members. She hasn't listened to Kip's tape.
When he was recording it, he asked, "You're not going to listen to this, are you?" she said.
She knows he would want his children to be aware of how much he loved them: "He wanted them to be happy and have a good life."
Now she's gathering items for a time capsule for Luke. But that effort is moving slowly.
"I find it hard to ask people," she said. "There has been so much sadness in the family."
That sadness lingers. These days, Taylor can think of Kip and find herself smiling. "But more times, I'm crying."
Family tragedy ends in Arlington Cemetery
By JOSEPH L. GALLOWAY
Courtesy of Knight Ridder Newspapers
WASHINGTON - When Nancy Melvin Taylor died of cancer last week (18 November 2003) at the age of 39, it was the final act of a family tragedy that began on the morning of September 11, 2001.
When they bury her at Arlington National Cemetery, she will rest in the same grave with her husband, Army Lieutenant Colonel Kip P. Taylor, 38, who was killed in the terrorist attack on the Pentagon. Husband and wife will share a simple white marble marker in Section 64.
Two years ago, Kip and Nancy Taylor were living a dream. They'd struggled for years to have a child, and finally through in-vitro fertilization Nancy had given birth to a son, Dean Ross Taylor. She was eight months' pregnant, and their second child was due in October.
At 8:26 a.m. on September 11, in his office in the Pentagon, Kip sent this e-mail to friends about the joy of fatherhood: "After kids, there are days that just get going when you say: Hi honey, I'm home! ... What we do until that moment pales in comparison to what we do after that point in the day."
At 9:40, terrorists steered American Airlines Flight 77 into the offices of the Chief of Personnel of the Army, killing many of those who worked there, including Kip Taylor.
Nancy said: "We were very happy, about as happy as we had ever been in our married life. I guess it's better to be taken when you're happy than when you're not. But it doesn't make it any easier."
Six weeks later, on October 25, 2001, Nancy gave birth to their second son, John Luke Taylor. While she was in the hospital, bringing a new life to this world, the doctors discovered that Nancy had cancer. Terminal cancer.
Nancy packed as much living as she could into the precious months that were left to her.
She established a charity for infertile military couples, helping to pay their way to the only two military facilities where in-vitro fertilizations can be performed. The Kip P. Taylor Memorial Fund helps offset travel, lodging and food for military couples traveling to the hospitals. (Donations to: Kip P. Taylor Fund, P.O. Box 185, McLean, Virginia 22101.)
She loved and cherished her babies full-time, even as she wrestled with her grief over the loss of Kip Taylor, a 6-foot-5 Michigan native who came into the Army with an ROTC commission at Northern Michigan University in a program run by his father, Don.
Nancy said her husband had loved fatherhood and couldn't wait for the day he could coach his sons' Little League baseball teams and attend their band concerts.
On October 10 of this year, Nancy was inducted into the University of Rochester's Athletics Hall of Fame. She'd been a regional All-American in field hockey while attending the Nursing School at the university. She was, her coach said, "by far the best offensive player in school history."
What will happen to two little boys, orphaned at ages 4 and 2? Kip's brother Dean and his wife will care for them - and the Special Operations Warrior Foundation will ensure that Dean Ross Taylor and John Luke Taylor will have free college educations, everything included, in token of the fact that their father served a tour as adjutant of the Army's top-secret Delta Force.
If you're looking for a worthy charity this holiday season, you might consider the Warrior Foundation (www.specialops.org), which was created in 1980 as the Colonel Bull Simons Scholarship Fund (named for Colonel Arthur D. Simons, a legendary special-ops officer who died in 1979) to provide college educations for 17 children of nine American soldiers who were killed or disabled in the Desert One mission to rescue American hostages in Iran.
That fund and others supporting Special Ops troops and families merged and became the Warrior Foundation in 1995. Its purpose is "to provide a college education to every child who has lost a parent while serving in the Special Operations Command during an operational or training mission."
The Warrior Foundation provides grants, not loans. It covers tuition, books, and room and board. To date, 48 children of Special Ops soldiers have graduated with this help. More than 400 children of 380 Special Ops personnel who have died in service to our country are guaranteed the assistance. That will cost $25 million through 2010. The Warrior Foundation has $3.8 million in the bank.
ABOUT THE WRITER
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Class of 1982
Class of 1983
John passed away quietly and peacefully at 10:30 pm February 12, 2006.
He is now in a new world filled with peace and love. Please keep him, his wife Kim, his parents and all of his friends and family in your prayers during this life transition and celebration of his life. We will miss John in this world and wish him the best as he enters another world of peace and tranquility.
I hope that he keeps practicing his marble game because when I come and join him one day, I will be ready to play our game once more...just like the old days....
Class of 1984
Charitable Contributions can go to the:
John Steven Dodge IV Memorial Fund, at Mercantile Southern Maryland Bank, Charlotte Hall Office, 37650 Oak Station Road, Charlotte Hall, MD 20622. Phone Number (301) 392-5024 and Fax (301) 884-9488.
Here is the information Francisco sent before John died:
"I had a chance to see an old friend today. His name is Big John. And during several hours visiting with him in the hospital, our conversation centered around marbles. While the sterility of the hospital brought coldness into the air, two 40-year-old men rekindling memories of marbles games in Holbeinring as 7 and 8-year olds brought the warmth right back in. Strong friendships and bonds have a way of becoming monumental during times of need and as we get older and the memories might get get foggier but the bond gets stronger.
John Dodge has a lot of memories of Heidelberg, as we all do. And as I left the room, I realized the importance of those memories and the momentous value that they carry within us. Nothing puts the value of those memories in perspective until you see a Heidelberger who you grew up with in an ICU room, clinging to those memories for inspiration and hope. The conversation was priceless and I was honored to be in the same room with a man who is showing courage and dignity during a very grim time in his life. To be able to be present and allow him to make a withdrawal on those memories to relieve the pain of the present with joy from his past, was just indescribable. . John is doing ok. He is a fighter and he is doing his best to get better. He is bedridden. He was taken off the meds last night and is on comfort care (they monitor his comfort with drugs) and try to let the body heal itself back up. The good news is that he has a supportive family and friends to help him get through. Kim is a miracle in his life that is helping him get through. She needs our prayers to giver her strength He has lost a lot of weight and has some infections on his legs which are really painful and serious.
John had a successful gastro procedure in Dec 2004 and then underwent the followups to remove the excess skin. This procedure was an opportunity for him to live a more healthy lifestyle. During one of the procedures, he got some infections. This, with some other internal organ problems, combined to be a powerful combination. (I am sure there is a better way to say all this medically). Bottom line, he has been in the hospital since August.
An interesting aspect of this story is that apparently one of the nurses on his ward, lived not just in Heidelberg, but in Holbeinring, a decade after us...now that is God working his magic...
During my visit, I also had a nice visit with Kim, his mom and dad and some good friends of John's from MD."
Monica passed away Sunday, January 29th, 2006 at the age of 40. She had some medical complications that affected her breathing. I have her brother, Gary's, phone number if anyone would like to call him. His e-mail address is: firstname.lastname@example.org
Monica Denise Golden, a Juvenile Correctional Officer at the Savannah Regional Youth Detention Center, passed away on Sunday evening, January 29th, 2006 at the age of 40.
She is survived by her three sons, Andre, who is 19, and twins, Anthony and Adrian who are 17 year old high school seniors.
She is also survived by her parents, Nathaniel and Virginia Pattman who reside in Hinesville, Georgia as well as her sister and brother, Felicia Jones and Gary Pattman
Funeral arrangements are tentatively set for Saturday, February 4th, 2006 with additional details to follow.
She will be sorely missed by family, friends and co-workers.
The family would like to express appreciation for those who have offered condolences, prayer and inspiration.
Thank you very much.
The Pattman family
Monica was a Juvenile Correctional Officer in Savannah, Georgia and lived in Hinesville, Georgia.
Monica was on the Volleyball team at HAHS and had many friends.
Teresa "Tracy" Waller
Tracy passed away in January 1996. She died of complications of a sinus infection to the brain. She had two children, Jaqueline and Christopher, who live in Peoria, Illinois. Christopher would love to hear from anyone who knew Tracy. His e-mail address is: email@example.com.
Cory Lee Werner, Sr.
Cory passed away on Tuesday, June 9, 2009.
Cory was last known to be living in Magnolia, Texas.
A private burial took place at the new Tranquility Oaks Cemetery on Hildebrandt Road.
Class of 1984
Class of 1985
Dec. 30, 1967 - Oct. 21, 2006
After ten years of battling breast cancer, Marilyn passed away. She is greatly missed but not forgotten.
Andrew D. Jarrett
June 3, 1967 - May 12, 1993
Andrew died in Atlanta in 1993. He was killed in a robbery attempt with only $2 in his wallet. He had a Master's Degree in Architecture from Georgia Tech and I believe they have a scholarship in his
honor. - Michael MacLellan
Note: The Andrew Jarrett Memorial Scholarship has been awarded to Georgia Tech Architecture students in his honor. Donor: Robert E. Jarrett, Sr. Fellow, AEPI
Lyle Fredrick Skaw
October 11,1965 - March 1, 2009
Lyle Fredrick Skaw, 43, of Peachtree City, died March 1, 2009 at his home. He is preceded in death by his mother Margarete Skaw. Lyle worked for Kroger Bralin Grocery Store for the last 18 years. He loved his work, short wave radio and the Peachtree City Police. He moved to Peachtree City in 1990 from North Dakota where he had attended college. He is survived by his Father Kenneth Skaw of Hamilton, Montana, three sisters, Sandy (Ray) Smith of Peachtree City, Patty (Adam) Leistner of Tampa, FL and Jennifer Skaw of Hamilton, MT, One Brother Alan Skaw of Australia and 3 Nephews Christopher Smith, Peachtree City, Jamin Ghazi of Tampa, FL and Brandon Smith of Peachtree City. Graveside services will be held Friday, March 6, 2009 at 2:30 PM at Westminster Memorial Gardens in Peachtree City. Parrott Funeral Home & Crematory, Fairburn, 770-964-4800.
Class of 1986
Renee attended HAHS from 1981-1984. She died in 1996.
Class of 1987
Kathleen died instantly in November 1991 after being hit by a driver.
Tom D. Farmer
Feb. 5, 1969 - Jan. 29, 2007
Tom and his brother, Chris, were in a car accident in 1994. They both sustained closed head injuries and were both in nursing homes until their deaths, Chris in 2006 and Tom in 2007.
John Patrick Hogan
John died of cancer July 12, 2000
"Those of us who knew him know that he was one of the brightest and most wonderful guys ever to pass through HHS. He is mourned by his wife Christy (Waller) '87 and his mom (former math teacher Glennette), dad and brothers, all HHS alums." - Dana Pope
Davina passed away on April 22, 2004 due to a stroke.
Here is her obituary:
DaVina Pickett-Marlow was born in Montgomery, Ala., on Feb. 18, 1969. She passed away suddenly at Lakewood Hospital in Cleveland on April 22, 2004.
After an honorable discharge from the U.S. Air Force, she moved to Akron in 1992. She was a third-year medical student at Case Western Reserve School of Dentistry, and she was currently serving in the Air National Guard.
DaVina, leaves to mourn, a loving husband, Bill; a devoted mother, Dorothy Newton of Alabama; father, David Pickett of Alabama; twin brother, David B. (Glossie) Pickett of Georgia; sisters, Davidcia (Antonio) Stubbs of Akron and Benita Newton of Florida; stepchildren, Melissa (Greg) Nelson, April Weigman, and Steve (Dana) Marlow; and five stepgrandchildren, all of Florida.
Funeral services will be at 1 p.m. Monday, April 26, at the Dunn-Quigley, Ciriello & Carr Fairlawn Chapel, 39 S. Miller Rd., and where friends may call Sunday from 3 to 6 p.m. Interment in Montgomery, Ala.
KIA Oct. 22, 2006 in Baghdad
My name is John Taylor (c/o '91) and I wanted to let you know that David, my brother, died on Sunday, Oct. 22nd in Baghdad. The Humvee he was in was hit by an IED, killing my brother and wounding three other soldiers inside.
He was senior class president. He was married to Michelle Thresher and they had their first baby, Jake, this summer.
He loved Heidelberg--he was stationed there in MTV from Aug 05-present. He was supposed to return to Heidelberg in two weeks to move down to his new unit in Baumholder.
I was lucky enough to fly over last Christmas to see my brother (and Heidelberg). It was the last time I saw him. If anyone wants to contact my family they can email me at this yahoo address: firstname.lastname@example.org
He will be buried next to his grandfather in Apex, North Carolina. - John Taylor
It is with tremendous pain and sadness that I convey to you the loss of
David G. Taylor, Jr., Major, Infantry, Heidelberg High School Class of
1987, Eagle Scout, brother, father, husband, friend.
David was killed in Baghdad 24 hours ago by an improvised explosive
device, only 6 days before his patrolling duties were to end. His
convoy suffered other casualties but only one fatality. I have few
other details other than that his family has been notified.
He had volunteered recently to move, while in Iraq, from the relative
safety of a job with HQ staff to be the S-3 of 2-6 Infantry, 1st
Armored Division. He told me only weeks ago he was happy and proud to
be doing "what an infantry officer should be doing."
Those in his unit tell me that in the months he was with them, he
became respected by everyone who he came in contact with, and that the
unit itself is in deep shock over their loss.
Many of you knew David in different ways. Over the quarter century I
knew him, he changed from a skinny young Tenderfoot Scout to a
confident, dedicated man, who loved the military, his family, and his
country with a rightness of character and an enthusiasm for whatever he
did that few people I have known can match.
I grieve for my friend, and I am angry at the unfairness of how and
when he was taken from those who loved him.
My thoughts and prayers are with his wife and young child, and may God
give them the strength of angels to bear up under the unbearable.
Love and Peace,
The following is from Dave's wife, Michelle:
A memorial gift has been set up in Dave's name at Davidson. People can send contributions to:
ATT: James Gibert
P.O. Box 7177
Davidson NC 28035
They should include a note or memo on the check that the contribution is for the David Taylor memorial gift.
Dave's funeral will be in North Carolina. He will be buried at the Olive Chapel cemetery where his grandfather was buried. We don't know the date of his funeral yet -- they asked us to wait until his body arrives in North Carolina. As of today, his body was still in Iraq.
There will be a memorial mass for Dave in Tampa at some later point. Our friend, Fr. Tim, who is also Jake's godfather, will celebrate the mass.
1st Armored Division major killed in Iraq
Baumholder’s Taylor is division’s highest-ranking fatality
By Kevin Dougherty, Stars and Stripes
Mideast edition, Wednesday, October 25, 2006
A 1st Armored Division major has died from injuries he sustained in a roadside bomb attack in Baghdad, an Army spokeswoman confirmed Wednesday.
The officer was identified as Maj. David Gladney Taylor of Headquarters and Headquarters Company, 2nd Battalion, 6th Infantry Regiment, assigned to Baumholder, Germany, according to Army Capt. Carol Kotlowski, spokeswoman for the 1st AD. Taylor had been attached to the 4th Brigade Combat Team while in Iraq, Kotlowski said.
Taylor is highest-ranking officer of the Europe-based 1st Armored Division to die in Iraq, according to icasualties.org, a Web site that tracks coalition casualties in Iraq.
A second Army major, also based in Europe, was injured, as well as three other soldiers who were riding in the convoy when it was attacked, Kotlowski said.
The injured officer was identified as Maj. David William Haines, who was assigned to Task Force 1-18 of the 2nd Brigade Combat Team. He is normally assigned to a unit in Schweinfurt, Germany, Kotlowski said. Haines sustained shrapnel injuries to his legs, arms and abdomen.
“His vehicle was hit by an IED (improvised explosive device),” Kotlowski said of the deceased officer.
The attack occurred on or around Sunday, Kotlowski said. Both of the majors apparently were riding in the same Humvee, one of four vehicles in the convoy. Kotlowski said the convoy was on a Baghdad road apparently heading north when the attack occurred.
Medical personnel evacuated the four injured soldiers to a nearby combat support hospital. The injuries and conditions of the three other soldiers were not immediately available.
While Taylor is the highest-ranking officer, the highest-ranking enlisted soldier from 1st AD to die in Iraq was Command Sgt. Major Eric F. Cooke, who was killed by an IED on Dec. 24, 2003, near Samarra.
My close friend Dave Taylor died in a roadside bomb incident this past weekend. We were lieutenants together in Division, served on the TRADOC staff together, and have been friends for 12 years. He took my wife skydiving for her 26th birthday, I was in his wedding, my kids knew him as "Uncle Dave". He leaves behind a wife and a four month old son. Dave was one of the finest people I've known, an airborne ranger who would help you however he could, regardless of the cost to him. I'm crushed. There is a hole in my family. We were supposed to see each other to swap a quick story and drink a coke the day he died. When he was late I didn't sweat it because Dave couldn't make an SP if you offered him $1 million. When he was two hours late, I knew something was wrong. This is one rotten day...
Class of 1988
Sarah Catherine French
Sarah died in a car accident August 17, 1988.
Sarah is buried at Memory Gardens of Eufaula in Eufaula, AL.
Coming into town from the north on Highway 431, you make a right turn at the Church of Christ of Eufaula onto County Road 97 (Gamage Road). If you pass the water tower or the Ford dealership, both on the right, you've gone too far. You drive up County Road 97 for a mile, and the
cemetery is on the right. It's out in a rural area. Turning into the cemetery, you bear right around the traffic circle to the 1 o'clock position, walk out about 4 rows, and there she is.
This is the monument section, or section A, and monuments have recently been placed for Sarah and
her grandparents, Lois and George Little. The Little's headstone is visible from the road, and Sarah's is to the left of theirs...
The graveyard is bordered by a row of trees on three sides. About a hundred yards to the right of
Sarah's grave is a horse pasture, and there were several out grazing. It's a
wonderful, peaceful, pastoral spot and I think she'd like it.
Sarah's headstone is enscribed "Sarah Catherine French, Feb. 23, 1970, Aug.
17 1988.. Forever an Angel." There's an angel carved in each of the upper
corners of the markers. The angels are slanted at about a 30 degree angle
toward each other. - Ken Blackburn 1.29.02
March 31st, 1970 - August 13th, 2009
Ricky died of injuries that he sustained in a motorcycle accident.
Ricky A. Gittens, of Pemberton passed away on Thursday, August 13, 2009. He was 39. Born in Heidelberg, Germany, he was a lifelong Pemberton resident. A graduate of Pemberton High School, Ricky was a Senior Corrections Officer for the NJ Dept. of Corrections. He loved riding motorcycles and was an active member of the Wild Bunch Motorcycle Club. Son of the late Kunigunda Gittens; he is survived by his wife, Jeannette Gittens (nee Matos); a daughter, Tatiana Gittens; his father, Arnold Gittens; a sister, Karolin Kohl; a niece, Alexis Kohl-Harris; and a nephew, Stephon Kohl-Harris. Funeral service will be held 10 am, Wednesday, August 19th at the Perinchief Chapels, 438 High St., Mt. Holly. Interment will follow in Odd Fellows Cemetery, Pemberton Twp. (New Jersey). Friends may call on Tuesday evening from 7 to 9 pm at the funeral home.
Pamela Lynn Sharp
Pamela died of a brain aneurysm in 1991.
It is with deep sorrow that I must tell everyone, my brother Terry passed away on July 22nd (2002) after a nearly 4 year battle with cancer. Terry corresponded with some people through this website (Pamela's Message Board), but probably never told anyone he was sick. He never wanted anyone to feel sorry for him and seldom ever complained about his illness. Terry was born at the 130th Station Hospital in Heidelberg in 1970 while my parents were stationed there. We moved there again in 1985 and Terry spent his last three years of high school at HHS. He always considered Heidelberg to be his hometown. - Teresa Springer, Class of '90
Terry was an "army brat" that spent most of his childhood on the move. He was born in Heidelberg, Germany in April of 1970. He lived in Germany for thirteen years, Italy for three, the Netherlands for one year, and twelve years in six different states.
Terry received his BS in Politics and Government from the University of Maryland in May 1994. Upon graduation, he immediately entered active duty service in the United States Navy. After boot camp at Great Lakes, Illinois and technical training in San Diego, California, he reported to his first and only duty station with the Commander, United States Sixth Fleet (COMSIXTHFLT) aboard the USS La Salle (AGF 3) in Gaeta, Italy. During his three years aboard, he not only suffered the dues of professional advancement but enjoyed the more than thirty ports he visited in twenty countries and territories around the Mediterranean, Adriatic and Black Seas.
One of the most rewarding times for Terry was his participation in Operation Joint Endeavor where they headed up maritime efforts to enforce and maintain the Dayton Peace Accords. After four years of war, they were helping to bring peace to the people of Bosnia-Herzegovina.
Terry's active duty service in the navy ended in November 1997 and he spent the last few years in Rockville, Maryland where he worked as a Network Support Analyst.
Brad passed away in 1989 while attending school in Georgia.
Class of 1989
30 Nov. 30, 1970 - Dec. 24, 2006
PAUUFI PAULO MIKAELE JR., 36, of Kapolei, died Dec. 24, 2006. Born in American Samoa. Decorated U.S. Army master sergeant. Survived by wife, Hope; sons, Cameron, Sevelio and Petelo; daughter, Faith; parents, Pauufi and Melesete Makaele; brother, Petelo; sister, Matu Bartley. Visitation 5:30 to 6:30 p.m. tomorrow at Borthwick Mortuary; service 6:30 p.m. Burial in American Samoa. Arrangements by Borthwick Mortuary.
The following was taken from Pauufi's MySpace site:
I am married to a beautiful sister girl. We have four wonderful and God fearing children. I was born in Am. Samoa, but was raised in the mainland. Currently I am employed by yes; you know it...........Uncle Sam (the Army). I am just looking for some of my family members........My name is Pauufi Paulo Mikaele. My mom is from Aua and my dad is from Fagaitua. Note: I would like to say a prayer for all the sons and daughters of Samoa that are deployed to the Middle East or anywhere else in harms way. May our heavenly father send his angels to camp around you all at all times? God Bless........ Note: To all the Samoan out there........Let us all combine our efforts to keep our culture continuing......Stay up and Take care All.
From the Honolulu Advertiser.com:
Kapolei man pulled from water identified
A 36-year-old Kapolei man who died Sunday after being pulled from knee-deep water at Nanakuli Beach Park Saturday afternoon was identified this morning.
City Emergency Services transported Pauufi Mikaele Jr. at about 4:30 p.m. Saturday from the beach park to St. Francis-West hospital.
The cause of death is still pending the results of an autopsy, according to the Office of the City Medical Examiner and police.
Tyler Winfrey Swift
Obituary from Fredrickburg.com:
Tyler Winfrey Swift, 36, son of Donald Tyler Swift and Theresa Anderson Swift of Naples, Fla., died Tuesday, June 5, 2007.
Tyler was born in Fredericksburg and had been a resident of Naples for the past four years. He was a graduate of James Madison University and had previously lived in Falls Church and Heidelberg, Germany. Tyler recently worked for Brookside Marina in Naples.
In addition to his parents, he is survived by his brother, David P. Swift, sister-in-law Elizabeth Way; and nephews Shepard and Jones, all of Hoboken, N.J.; an uncle and aunt, Jeffry D. Swift and Frances Davis Swift, of Naples; and cousin Ashley Bomboy of Havre de Grace, Md.
A memorial service will be held June 9, at 4:30 p.m. at First United Methodist Church, 388, First Ave. South in Naples. A gathering of friends and family will follow at the "Chickee," Cove Inn, Naples.
Fuller Funeral Home in Naples is handling arrangements.
Class of 1990
Moochie died on Sept. 26, 1997 as a result of injuries received in a car accident.
"Jennifer Risko passed away after her battle with Leukemia in January 1997 at her parent's home in Maryland. She was surrounded by her husband; Paul Marone, her parents; Mike and Marie, sister Sandy (Class of 1989), her grandfather, many relatives and friends. A memorial has been erected at Heidelberg H.S., and at the bottom lies a familiar statement we alumni remember fondly, "Ich habe mein herz in Heidelberg verloren."
Jennifer was an angel taken from us well before her time. She was a beautiful woman from the inside out. I know we mourn her passing, but remember to celebrate her life, for this beautiful angel will be waiting at heaven's gate with open arms and a smile. The same Jenn we all knew and love.
I love and miss you terribly, God Bless Jenn, till we meet again..."
- Hilary Reyes
Class of 1991
03.07.72 - 04.14.07
Jason Christian Campbell was born March 7, 1972. Jason grew up in a military family and while he spent the majority of his early life at Fort Bragg, he graduated from Heidelberg American High School in Heidelberg, Germany in 1991.
Jason’s love of the outdoors was obvious as he was an avid hunter and fisherman, enjoyed diving, playing and watching hockey, and working in his yard and around the house. Jason also held a pilot's license.
Jason graduated from Basic Law Enforcement Training (BLET) at Pitt Community College in June of 1996 and began his law enforcement career with the Pitt County Sheriff’s Department in November of that year. He served as a K-9 officer, a police diver, and on the Special Response Team (SRT).
Jason’s calling to serve lead him to the Greenville Police Department where he took his oath on August 14, 2002. His special ability to work with and desire to help people in communities that needed him most lead his commanders to re-assign him from his role as a patrol officer in D-Platoon to the City’s Problem Solving Team (PST) in 2004.
This time on the PST meant focusing on the Tobacco Road, then Glen Arthur neighborhoods to help address quality of life issues. Officer Campbell and the team’s efforts were noticed as they lead to improvements for residents of those communities.
Most recently, his gift at this community-oriented policing led to his assignment to another unit upon its formation - the Increased Mobilization of Police And Communities Together (IMPACT) Team. He became the City’s first liaison with East Carolina University and the Tar River University Neighborhood Association (TRUNA) neighborhood.
Residents in the communities to which he was assigned have always related to the staff at the Police Department their appreciation for his efforts and the genuine concern he always expressed for the people in their neighborhood. He was the very definition of a community-oriented police officer.
Jason is survived by his wife, Chantel Campbell, step-son Zachery Dylan Gordon, and daughter Ashley Christian Campbell, but will be missed by all who knew him.
Officer Jason C. Campbell Memorial Fund
A memorial fund has been established in Jason’s name for trust fund for his children. Contributions can be made to the Criminal Justice Network at the Bank of America. In the memo portion of the any check made out to the Criminal Justice Network Jason Campbell’s name should be placed in the Memo. Contribution can be made at any Bank of America or mailed to the Greenville Police Department C/O the Jason C. Campbell trust fund.
His funeral was held Wednesday, April 18th at 2 p.m. at Unity Free Will Baptist Church, located at 2725 East 14th Street, Greenville, NC. Burial was at Pinewood Memorial Park.
Charles Frederick Klass, Jr. 37, of Hampton, died October 16, 2010. (Charlie) is survived by his wife, Becky Herzberg, two daughters, Phoebe and Skylar, a step daughter, Tia from Hampton, Ga. His mother Christina Klass and father Charles Klass, Sr. of New Hope, AL. Two sisters, Kristie Lindley of Madison, AL and Shannon Horton of Huntsville, AL. Nieces, Brittany Beier, Lana and Averi Lindley. Nephews, Michael and Conor Horton. Two brothers-in-law, Josh Lindley and Michael Horton. Sister-in-law Brooke Herzberg Cline. In-laws Denise and Mike Herzberg. Charlie had many friends and was liked by everyone he met. He loved his girls and his wife with all his heart. His death was tragic and he will be missed dearly. A memorial service will be held at 4pm on October 19, 2010 at Hampton United Methodist Church. Arrangements by SouthCare Cremation Society and Memorial Centers in Stockbridge (770) 692-1181.
Class of 1992
Catherine "Cadi" (Lusey) Ward
Cadi passed away July 18, 2002 of a massive brain hemorrhage. She was married
to Ryan and was a mother of one ( Little Ryan)
She had taught 4th grade for 6 years...and plenty of those former students (and
parents) talked to her mother, brother and myself at the viewing and funeral
service. She was a real Christian, touching folks in need every day, and a
terrific teacher. Married three short years, she passed away all too
suddenly only 16 days after the birth of her son...Rod Lusey (Cadi's Dad)
Carlotta died in a car accident. She was married with two children.
Class of 1994
Vanessa Lynn Valles
24 May 1976 - 26 Dec 1993
Vanessa died in a car accident in San Antonio.
Class of 1995
May 10, 1977 - March 6, 1996
IN HONOR OF ZUBERI McKINNEY
HON. DOUGLAS ``PETE'' PETERSON
in the house of representatives
Wednesday, June 5, 1996
Mr. PETERSON of Florida. Mr. Speaker, on March 6, 1996, Zuberi
McKinney, the beloved son of the Sergeant Major of the Army and Mrs.
Gene C. McKinney, died as a result of a tragic automobile accident in
Tallahassee, FL. Zuberi was 18 years old and attending his first year
of college at Florida A&M University. Sergeant Major and Mrs. McKinney
are long-time residents of the Second Congressional District of Florida
which I serve.
I lost my 17-year-old son several years ago in an accident very
similar to that experienced by the McKinney family and know only too
well the pain a family suffers having sustained a loss of this
magnitude. It is a pain that never goes away, however there is comfort
in that loved one's memory.
Today, Mr. Speaker, I wish to enter into the Record the words of
Zuberi McKinney's parents as they celebrate Zuberi's 19th birthday. The
composition speaks for itself in terms of compassion and grief, but it
also speaks eloquently of a strong, close, loving family. A family
whose bonds cannot be broken even in death.
In Honor of Zuberi McKinney
Our Dear Son: You've heard us say to you many times how we
will always be proud of you and love you, NO MATTER WHAT.
Today Dad and I were reminiscing about the Earthly life you
have had and we have had because of you.
Sometime in September, 1976, we were told we would be
parents approximately May 10, 1977. Who would have believed
on May 10, in less than an hour from the time we arrived at
the Frankfurt Hospital you were born!
We had researched our chosen names and daddy's name won
because of a boy baby.
ZUBERI ASWAD. An African name from the Swahili language.
ZUBERI meaning STRONG and ASWAD meaning BLACK.
You grew quickly and learned lots. The first song you
learned was, ``Yes Jesus Loves Me.''
Looking back over eighteen years you accomplished a great
deal here on Earth. Your rambunctious sports years started at
age three when you played on the Rowdies Soccer Team. You
were skiing downhill at age five. You played football,
baseball, tennis, percussion instruments in the band, piano,
was on a swim team and played lots and lots of basketball,
ending up on the Heidelberg Varsity Basketball team.
You were very inquisitive as a student and often challenged
teachers, including us as parents. That was good * * * at
You always made friends easily and always had lots of them
We always noticed the characteristics of the ones you chose
to keep as your CLOSEST friends. They were always mannerable,
had a great sense of humor, had a goal in life and most
importantly as you once said, ``Couldn't be broke all the
You got to live a very adventurous life on two continents.
Visiting many different countries and states. Experiencing
almost every mode of travel possible. You always believed in
FUN. You had it and we enjoyed having fun with you.
We are very unhappy right now because we miss your earthly
flesh and we cry out because of earthly feelings. But we
THANK GOD that He chose us to be your parents. We THANK GOD
that He chose you to prepare our place in Heaven. Because we
know you'll get the best. And we THANK GOD for this prayer:
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake
I pray the Lord my soul to take.
You slept with us sixteen days before the Lord took your
soul to shine down on us from Heaven.
The Guardian Angel we placed over your heart was kissed by
ours and we will wear it representing we will NEVER EVER part
We'll talk to you daily from now until ETERNITY.
Love you forever,
Mom and Dad.
Class of 1996
Tonya was killed in a car accident during her sophmore or freshman year in Heidelberg.
Priestly Lydell Williams
April 17, 1978 - April 2, 2005
Thursday, April 07, 2005
Priestly Lydell Williams, a bartender, died Saturday at his home. He was 26. Mr. Williams was born in Philadelphia and lived in New Orleans for the past two years. He was a Navy veteran. Survivors include his father, Priestly Williams III; his mother, Deborah Ann Williams; his stepmother, Jennifer S. Williams; four brothers, Micah, Gabriel, Miles and Will Williams; a sister, Iman Johnson; and his grandmother, Jacqueline Bolden. A funeral will be held today at 1 p.m. at Gaskin Southall Gordon & Gordon Mortuary, 1225 N. Rampart St. Burial will be private.
Class of 1997
31 Mar 1979 - 11 Apr 1998
Benjamin died during an exercise in the Army. His father was Colonel Berry, and his mother was an English teacher.
March 31, 1979 - August 5, 2007
Eric committed suicide on August 5, 2007.
Eric Devon Queen was born on March 31, 1979 in Washington, D.C. to James Richard Queen and Marlynn Jefferies. He was a member of New Galilee Church of God in Christ Jesus as a child. He went to Odenton Christian School, Warrenwood Elementary, Reid Ross Junior High and attended E.E. Smith High School.
Eric Queen was an exceptional athlete participating in several sports to include football and baseball. However, he was above all known for his talent on the basketball court. Eric was very out-going, fun loving and charismatic. He especially enjoyed driving and making sure he always looked good. Eric was extremely family-oriented and loyal, always expressing his sincere appreciation and love for his relatives, particularly his three sisters.
Eric leaves to cherish his memory: his parents, James and Marlynn Queen of Fayetteville, North Carolina; three sisters, Chontay Holt of Lexington Park, Maryland, Kanetra Queen of Pendleton, South Carolina and Tatiana Queen of Durham, North Carolina; one niece, Raleisha Dickerson of Lexington Park, Maryland; his paternal grandparents, George and Agnes Queen of Mechanicsville, Maryland; his godparents, Reginald Hill of Forestville, Maryland and Mary Frances Dews of Ft. Washington, Maryland; his best friend whom he called his brother, Darryl “Peanut” Alexander of Gary, Indiana; and a host of aunts, uncles, cousins and friends.
Raleigh, N.C. — Eric Queen had been on death row at Central Prison for seven years without anyone at the facility suspecting he would end his own life.
There were, the state Department of Correction said Monday, no obvious signs before he hanged himself Sunday night that that he was suicidal. His attorney said, however, that Queen had a long history of mental illness that she believes led to his death.
Officers found Queen, 28, hanging from a bed-sheet in a janitor's closet. The prison allows inmates into the closet to get supplies to clean their cells.
“We had no issues, no concerns” about Queen being suicidal, Correction spokesman Keith Acree said. “It hadn't been an issue at all.”
Queen did have some behavioral issues, however. Since entering prison in March 2000 for the 1998 deaths of two women in a gang-initiation shooting in Cumberland County, Queen had wracked up 13 infractions.
“When someone acts up, [officials] immediately think they're trying to misbehave,” said Marilyn Ozer of Chapel Hill, Queen's attorney. “The thought isn't that perhaps the person needs psychiatric counseling, and Eric obviously did.”
She said Queen suffered from a type of schizophrenia. Death Row is the wrong place for people who are mentally ill, she said.
“We represent about 20 people on Death Row, and I did a chart once. At least 18 of them were seriously mentally ill,” Ozer said.
Even his attorney was unaware how desperate he apparently was, however. Two months ago, Ozer said, she got a hopeful, thank-you letter from Queen, and even she overlooked signs that he might harm himself.
“In hindsight, maybe that was a warning sign — when someone is thanking you, that means they are closing aspects of their lives they want closed before they die,” Ozer said.
Because Queen’s attorneys were still pursuing appeals, he did not have an execution date.
The department said it will look at the policy of allowing inmates access to the janitor's closet and decide if it needs to be changed.
Jeffrey L. Rakigjija
23 Aug 1979 - 24 Nov 1997
Class of 1998
Katie died in 1999 in a skiing accident in Utah. At the time, she was a freshman
student and cheerleader at Brigham Young University. Her memorial
service was conducted in Provo, Utah, and she was buried there as well.
Many family members and friends, both from the Provo area and those who
knew her from Heidelberg, were there to remember her; it was evident
that she was deeply loved by many, and is greatly missed.
Class of 1999
August 21, 1981 - July 7, 2001
Sarah died 7 Jul 01 in an auto accident, per her mother, Deborah Klenke.
"Sarah Klenke will NEVER be forgotten. She introduced me to music cafe and
the fast way to walk to Mcdonalds. She was the most fun loving person. She
will be dearly missed by a lot of people!!" - Laura Robb '01
Class of 2002
Oct. 27, 1983 - Apr. 12, 2009
Eric John Autio
Sgt. Eric John Autio, Age 25, was born October 27, 1983 and passed away on April 12, 2009. Eric spent eight years serving his country in the United States Army, which was a career choice he made at a very young age. Eric spent time as a soldier in the 82nd Airborne Division and was most recently assigned to 8-1 Cavalry Squadron, stationed at Fort Lewis. Eric was a shining light in our family. We all agreed that, in 25 years, he was never happier than he was the last few months of his life spending time with his new wife and beginning to build their life together. He was a man of honor and our family's own personal hero. He was hilariously funny, wonderfully charming, and a gentleman of the highest regard. Eric is survived by his wife, Jackie Autio, his parents, Richard and Connie Glenn and Richard and Karen Autio, his sisters, Romy Rogers and Sydney Autio, his brothers, James and Joesph Glenn, and several other friends and relatives. Eric will be laid to rest on Friday, April 17, 2009 at 11:15 am. Please sign our guest book at www.Howden-Kennedy.com .
A US soldier's new bride has accidentally shot her husband dead as he tried to teach her how to use a gun.
Fort Lewis army sergeant Eric Autio was shot in the head and killed yesterday (AEST) in what appeared to be a tragic accident, police said.
The 25-year-old was preparing to leave for his third deployment in Afghanistan and wanted to teach his wife, whose name has not been released, how to use a gun so she could protect herself while he was away.
"They found Eric in the garage with a gunshot wound to the head. He was obviously deceased … and a very distraught wife," Chris Mealy from Thurston County Sheriff's Office was quoted as saying by ABC News.
"He was trying to teach her to become acquainted with it and how to shoot."
The gun that killed him was his own non-military issue Glock.
The couple married in January after meeting at high school five years ago.
They had been out with family and friends on Saturday night before the shooting.
Sergeant Autio had returned home from Iraq in October and was due to leave for Afghanistan in June.
His stepfather, Richard Glenn, said Autio had been nervous about his wife being at their Kansas home alone while he was away.
"He was very concerned with her safety, [with] all the violence that goes on in the US now," he was quoted as saying.
Accidental shootings claimed 789 Americans in 2005, according to Centers for Disease Control findings.
Class of 2003
July 28, 1985 - April 28, 2006
Graduated from Heidelberg High School Class of 2003. A Single vehicle accident in the early morning hours of April 28, 2006 took this beautiful young woman's life in Enterprise, Alabama . She was 20 years and 9 months . She was attending Jr college and working with the Wal-mart distribution center at the time. She leaves behind her parents Clair and Twyla Smart, one brother Geoffre and one sister Monique. She is greatly missed by all.
Young Woman Killed in Auto Accident
By Kim Lewis / Ledger Staff Writer
April 30, 2006
A former Enterprise High School student was killed in a one-vehicle accident early Friday morning just outside the Enterprise city limits.
Natascha Smart, 20, daughter of Chief Warrant Officer 4 Clair and Twyla Smart, of Fort Rucker, was killed at 3:15 a.m. on Highway 27.
Smart attended Enterprise Junior High and then EHS until she withdrew following her 11th grade year. She was an active member of the Big Blue Marching Band. She has one sister who is currently a junior at EHS.
According to reports, a driver traveling on Highway 27 spotted Smart’s vehicle and notified police of the accident.
The accident remains under investigation by the Alabama State Trooper department.
Austin Collier Taylor
7 Apr 1985 - 8 Sep 2007
He was attending Princeton at the time of his death. He is buried at National Cemetery in Santa Fe, New Meixco.
June 19, 1915 -April 25, 2007
Dr. Ahee was the principal of HAHS in 1953.
Dr. Carl Roberts Ahee passed away on April 25, 2007, at home in the presence of family. He is survived by his wife of 65 years, Lorraine; daughter Mary-Guinn Felsted of Visalia; son Karl Peter of Moreno Valley; sister Clarabelle Henninger of Hayward; and eight grandchildren and 15 great-grandchildren. He was preceded in death by his son, Henry Roberts.
Carl was born near Unionville, Iowa, on June 19, 1915, and moved to California in 1920. He graduated from Turlock High School, Modesto Junior College and the University of Southern California (1939).
He attended Hastings Law School until getting his "Greetings" letter from the U.S. government. In May of 1941, Ahee joined the Navy flight training program and completed "E" Base at Alameda. He was commissioned and winged at Corpus Christi, Texas, and received operational training in PBMs at Norfolk and Banana River.
His next assignment at Norfolk, Va., in August 1942 made him a plank owner in the first 3-digit PBM squadron, VP 201. Within days, Carl met and fell in love with Lorraine Guinn, daughter of Dr. and Mrs. Abraham Guinn of Ducktown, Tenn. After a brief courtship, Carl and Lorraine pledged their vows to each other before God and the U.S. servicemen at the base chapel.
While Lorraine returned home to Ducktown for the birth of their daughter, Mary-Guinn, Carl continued logging flight time in the much-publicized Bermuda Triangle. Vivid memories for Carl included making night anti-submarine attacks at 50- to 75-foot altitude using the 80,000,000-candlepower Leigh light and covering massive 120-ship convoys ranging beyond the horizon.
Ahee made a flight from Bermuda to escort a top-secret envoy that carried President Franklin D. Roosevelt to North Africa for the Tehran/Cairo "Big Three" conferences. He made several weather flights from Key West to locate, plot and define hurricane areas, once flying into a hurricane's eye. Ahee wrote, "The calmness and strange light within the eye is unforgettable."
In order to continue to progress in higher education after the war ended, Carl moved his family of five, which included twin boys Karl Peter and Henry Roberts, to Southern California. Carl enrolled at USC as a G.I. student, while Lorraine taught school. Over the next 10 years, Carl earned three teaching credentials, three administrative credentials, two master's degrees and a doctorate.
Following graduation from USC, Carl's first professional assignment was teaching history at Turlock High School. In 1950, he accepted a position as a high school principal for the armed services. He served as principal through 1953 in both the Wiesbaden and Heidelberg American High Schools in Germany. Carl began his service in the Torrance Unified School District in 1955 as assistance principal at North High School.
The next year he transferred to Torrance High and served as principal until 1970. Carl later became the director for Torrance Adult School, where he remained for eight years. He also enjoyed term teaching assignments at USC and Long Beach State.
Carl retired from a 32-year education career in June 1978. Each year, the Ahees typically drove 5,000-6,000 miles to view the beauty and bounty of the U.S. and visited numerous countries worldwide. He remained an active member of the United Methodist Church, Mariner/Marlin Association, Shriners, Masons, and various community organizations, like the Rotary Club and Elks Club.
Carl was known for his sense of humor, strong handshake, tall stance and uncanny memory. He will always be remembered as a very kind, respectable and giving man who truly adored his family.
In 1953, Dr. Ahee was principal of Heidelberg American dependence high
school in Patrick Henry Village; Heidelberg, Germany.
In 1940 he became a Navy fighter pilot, operating off aircraft carriers
until the war was over. The number of fighter pilots lasting that long
was very low. After he left Heidelberg, he went on to get his Ph.D. and
he had an interesting and exciting career.
Here is an example of his leadership. He was principal of a school in
the States where all the boys wore very long hair. He did not like that
that; he especially did not like it on his athletes. He called in all
the coaches and athletic directors and told them how he was going to
solve the problem. He had a pair of clippers set to give a butch
haircut. He stood in front of them and use them on himself. Then he
told all of them to do the same. Then he informed them that anyone that
was going to be on any school team would use them before the day was
over. It worked because he followed the principle of basic leadership
101, "follow me".
After I found the Heidelberger's in the year 2000, I looked in all 50
states for Dr. Ahee. I could not find him. About 10 years prior to
that, Bill schoonover saw him at a trade show in LA. Somehow, Bill
found an Ahee in the Los Angeles area. I called him and it turned out
to be a son who gave me Dr. AHEE's number just 45 minutes away from
where I was living.
I called him and said, "Dr. AHEE, this is Bob Hager Heidelberg class of
53." He said, "Bob, how nice to hear from you." He had no clue who I
was. He was just being his usual courteous self.
I said, "I used to visit your office quite often." Dr. AHEE immediately
responded with a loud excited, voice full of recognition and said, "Bob,
how great to hear from you." He clearly remembered my visits to his
office. Of course, I only went there to admire his decor.
You may be interested to know that while he always appeared perfectly
dressed; picking out clothes was not one of his many talents. His wife
picked his clothes out for him every day.
You all know where this is going. In fact, you knew it as soon as you
saw the subject line. Dr. Carl Ahee died April 26. His Alzheimer's was
such that he recognized most people only every other day. He always had
a good time with them and was his usual friendly self. The doctors
thought there was a distinct possibility of him improving after the
stroke. He did, in spurts.
During his last couple of days he and his wife of 65 years got to say
goodbye. All of his family was in and out during his last three days.
On his last day everyone was there. He kept holding up his right hand
to touch and say goodbye to everyone.
His daughter, Lorraine, who is a nurse and now teaches in a nursing
school and has witnessed many deaths, said this was the best one she had
ever witnessed. No big surprise. Dr. AHEE went out with class just as
I explained to Lorraine how lucky he was in his life. Lorraine told me
that she and the family already knew that for they called him, "Lucky".
There will be no service.
Instead, there will be a celebration of his life. It will be in a park
and whoever wants to will tell stories about him. The area will be
about 45 minutes south of Fresno in the Visalia area. That is about 3
1/2 hours north of LA.
I will notify you all as soon as I know when this will occur. I assure
you, this is a good thing. Dr. Carl loved life and he celebrated it so
it is fitting that he be remembered the way he wanted to be.
From comments he made to me I know he loved all of his Heidelberger's
including the Heidelberg surrogates that were here that July 4. You all
gave him a great day.
On one call he mentioned the plaque we gave to him in 1953. It was on
the wall by his telephone. He read it to me because it was extremely
important to him. Actually he was reading it to all of us but I happen
to be the only one on the phone.
I submit to you that we were very lucky to have known him and that he
was a great influence on our lives.
Teacher - Band Director
d. April 25, 2009 @ the age of 82
ARNOT George Frank Arnot, 82, died 25 April. He is predeceased by his son, David and leaves his wife of 57 years, Joan Perry Arnot, four sons; Michael, Timothy, Christopher, Geoffrey, their spouses, partner, and 6 grand- children. He received his BM and BME at Jacksonville College of Music and MME at Fl. State Univ. He taught from 1954-1959 at Georgia State College for Women and in 1959 accepted a position with Dept. of Defense Schools Europe where he was band and choral director in Spain and Germany for 27 years. After retirement in 1986 he remained active in music with the Recycles Music group. He and his wife continued travelling and enjoyed many cultural activities. He will be greatly missed.
Coach Billy Barlow
Coach Barlow died in 1989 from injuries received in a car accident. He was a coach of HHS football and also youth league basketball and baseball for many years. His son, Glenn Barlow, graduated from HHS in '72. His daughter, Terri Barlow, attended HHS until 1972. Coach Barlow is sorely missed.
Physical Education teacher; football, basketball, and baseball coach 1952-54.
Walter Albert Condley, born August 26, 1917, died September 4, 1989, in Santa Barbara, Ventura County, California. He married Janie M. Henderson who was also the PE teacher at Heidelberg. They had two children, Daniel L. Condley, Sr., and Martha J. Condley.
He was educated at Bakersfield High School, and attended USBC before and after W.W.II. BA Degree at Santa Barbara College, MA, at UC Santa Barbara. After leaving Heidelberg he was later a School Administrator in Moorpark, California.
Charles C. Easterly
He was born Nov. 5, 1912 died July 15, 2004 at age 91.
He was the superintendent of the Heidelberg
American Schools from 1948-1950.
Ms. Edwards was a Math teacher and NHS sponsor who taught for over 20 years. She died in 1995.
"Hail, Hazel Edwards, and your dogged determination to impart your knowledge of math to your students...you were a mighty fine teacher."
- Sue Spiese
Robert "Bob" Fellenz
My father, Robert (Bob) Fellenz, passed away this September, 2004. He taught chemistry and physics at HHS for 20+ years (if I were to guess, he was at HHS from about '65 or '66 until '91. He also coached men's soccer (JV and varsity). Prior to teaching at HHS, he taught for 2 yrs. in Japan.
Robert H. Fellenz of Venice (Florida) died Thursday, Sept. 2, 2004. He was 67.
He was born March 26, 1937, in Marshfield, Wis., and moved to the area 19 years ago from Heidelburg, Germany. He was a civilian teacher in Heidelberg. He attended Epiphany Cathedral.
Survivors include three sons, Steven of Wappingers Falls, N.Y., and John and Robert of Gainesville; two sisters, Patricia Crambort and Sue Adler of Wisconsin; and two grandchildren.
Services: A memorial service will be held Wednesday, Sept. 8, at 10 a.m. at Epiphany Cathedral. Burial will be at Epiphany Memorial Gardens at a later date.
Robert "Bob" Flowers
Automechanics teacher and soccer coach
Oct. 16, 1927 - Sep. 8, 2006
Vivian Elberta Harrell died Sept. 8, 2006, at Oakwood Nursing Home, Virginia Beach. She was born Oct. 16, 1927, in South Norfolk to the late Hallet and Vivian B. Harrell. Her sister, Virginia Lee Harrell, preceded her in death in 1998.
Vivian graduated from South Norfolk High School and spent time working for the mayor of South Norfolk. She then received a bachelor’s degree from Madison College, attended the Summer Institute of Linguistics with the Wycliffe Bible Translators, and went on to earn a master’s degree from Boston University. Vivian dedicated her life to her Christian faith, and her students, teaching not only in San Diego, but also with the Department of Defense Dependent’s Schools in Japan, Korea and Germany. She was an accomplished pianist, artist and vocalist, and took full advantage of her time overseas to travel to such places as Mount Fuji, the Soviet Union, East Berlin, England, France and Scotland. She taught in Heidelberg, Germany until her retirement in 2004, whereupon she returned to the Norfolk area.
Friends will be welcomed at Hollomon-Brown Funeral Home, Indian River Chapel, at 1 p.m. Friday, Sept. 22, for visitation. A service conducted by the Rev. Linda Rainey, Lynnhaven Presbyterian Church will be held at 2 p.m. Burial will follow immediately at the Riverside Cemetery, Norfolk.
Vivian has asked that in lieu of flowers, a memorial donation be made to the Wycliffe Partnership Ministries, P.O. Box 248, Waxhall, NC 28173.
I got a copy of the Herald-Post today and this was in the paper:
Funeral services were held Sept. 22 for Vivian E. Harrell, 79, at Lynnhaven Presbyterian Church in Norfolk, Va. Harrell died Sept. 8 at Oakwood Nursing Home in Virginia Beach, Va. She was buried in Riverside Cemetery in Norfolk, Va., her acquaintance Joy Baker reports.
The South Norfolk, Va. native taught for a brief time at Mannheim Elementary School and then Heidelberg High School until her retirement in 2004, ending a teaching career of 50 years.
"She was an accomplished pianist, artist and vocalist," said Baker. "She took full advantage of her time overseas to travel to such places at Mt. Fiji, the Soviet Union, East Berlin, England, France and Scotland."
Harrell began teaching in San Diego, and then was employed by DOD Dependents Schools in Japan, Korea and Germany. According to Baker, Harrell worked for the mayor of South Norfolk for a short time after graduating from South Norfolk High School.
"She received a bachelor’s from Madison College; attended the summer institute of linguistics with Wycliffe Bible translators and earned a master’s in international relations from Boston University," said Baker.
Harrell’s sister, Virginia Lee Harrell, preceded her death in 1998.
Coah Heiges died of heart failure on April 14, 1999 at the age of 84. He died in Bradenton, FL. He was born in York, PA. He was a coach in Heidelberg from 1948-49. He was superintendent of the Northern Area Command for the Department of Defense School District in Europe. He was a wounded US Army Veteran during World War II.
My father always fondly remembered his coaching days at Heidelberg. My three siblings were born overseas during the 10 years my father spent with DODS. In 1972 we went back to Bitburg for 3 years and then to Upper Heyford, England for 2 years (my parents then stayed for another 7).
- Jeanette Heiges Sarnoff
Arvo E. Lohela
Our friend and coach, Arvo Lohela, passed away on September 8. '02 after a long battle with Alzheimer's.
Mr. Lohela came to HAHS in 1951. He graduated from the University of Michigan with a
B.A. and M.A. He was very active in the school. He taught Mathematics and Physical Education. He became principal in 1954. He was also the Six-man football team coach, Sophomore Advisor,
Advanced Algebra Student Council Advisor, Honor Society Advisor, involved with the Slide Rule Club, the German-American Club, and the German-American Basketball League.
English teacher at HAHS for over 20 years. Beloved husband of fellow teacher, Linda Moore.
I just wanted to share a thought about Mr. Moore. He used to call me
``teacher`s pet`` because I`d bring him maple leaf cookies.... (I`m French
Canadian). I`ll never forget him. He was sometimes tough, but had a good
heart. Now I often think about him when I see maple leaf cookies...and
anything about Star Trek...he was a huge fan.
Before I left Germany in August 1993, I went to his grave site in Waldorf to
That`s all. Thanks.
Mélanie Bouchard - class of `93
Elmer "Al" Wensel