Look for them at the 65th, they look thusly now.

Fred Denman W/ Jeannie

Bill Givens W/ Elana & Celia

Estelle W/Kenn (nd)

Fred Irving W/ Alice

Harry Lombard W/ Marcie

Fred's update. .. After a stint as a salesman and manager for Enclopedia Britannica in Hartford, Conn. and Springfield MA. he obtained a PhD in Business Administration from the University of California at Berkeley, and then served 12 years as Assistant and then Associate Professor in the School Of Business Administration at the University of Washington in Seattle. In 1973, he joined Kraft, Smith and Lowe, a Seattle advertising agency as Executive Vice President where he remained until 1981. From then, until he mostly retired in l994 he was a partner in real estate syndication and represented Ariston Capital Management a Bellevue, Washington money management firm. From l996 to l999, he served on the board of Bellevue startup dba "Courtlink". Along the way he helped to raise 3 daughters, got divorced and remarried, acquired 2 stepsons and lost one to a brain tumor, collected 12 grandchildren, caught arthritis, had his gall bladder out, and generally lived a pretty ordinary life. Truth to tell he never really did grow up or decide what he wanted to do with his life if he did. At this writing, he skiis, rides his bike, surfs the net, and lives happily with wife Jeannie at his home of 26 years in Seattle.

On 4-23-10 Fred reports as follows: "Greetings all, 81 today. Voted for Buzz last night. (twice) Up at 8:30. Welll--It's my B-day.OK?Nothing important has to get done today so why haul out of bed before I feel like it. Morning routine. (See, at least I shaved) No gym today; still recovering from an awkward backward fall on the slopes three weeks ago where I pulled my iliac muscle, damaged a nerve, caused a huge hematoma and got a siren ride to the Hosp. Walked a mile yesterday so I guess I'm on the mend. Still in the house on the top of the hill in Seattle. I hate coming home. Any direction I go is downhill and I feel great. But then after I get a little tired and start for home there is always that long stupid hill to climb. Nice when I get here though. The part of me that is in the best shape is my nose. It runs about four or five hours a day. Some stranger is always handing me a Kleenex. I don't actually hang on to the handrail on the stairs, but I sorta slides my hand or my arm along it. If I close my eyes I fall over, so when the soap is in the eyes in the shower I'm always braced or hanging on. Can't get the Jockey shorts on without leaning against something. I read in the paper that Roger Bannister is also 81 today. Not possible. Best mile I ever did was 4:30. Sent in my form and money, reserved a room for Gil and Givens and myself for the reunion. So I'll see you there. Givens says he's going to organize a class parachute jump, so stay alert and do whatever exercise prepares you for that. We go to: Church, Bridge, Old cronies club, Dinner or lunch out with five kids and/or spouses,and grandkids. All in a radius of twenty miles or so. Probably more than you wanted to read so I'll get back to the taxes. Stay loose, uff"

On 03-24-11 Fred writes, "Well, not really my day. Mine was yesterday, but let me tell you about it. Up at 6:00. Car is all loaded. Morning routine. All set. Grab the coffee and go. Oh, forgot to push the start button on the microwave. Finally on our way. Half hour drive to the east, Gorgeous sunrise, but then the Sun is in our eyes. Damn that thing is bright; I wouldn't wonder if the world did heat up. Arrived at the kids; transferred the skis; set off an a 2hr+ ride to the slopes. How often do you get 2hrs of uninterrupted conversation with your kids? Fascinating! Their world view is different. Is that really music they're talking about? No! God wouldn't do that. Well it happened didn't it? And then the scenery: Bin snowin all week. Thousands of trees. Each one individually decorated. Branches weighed down. All in formation. What a beautiful world God has created. Arrived. He broke his fingernail on the rack, brought the wrong pair of skis, rented a pair. Oh, the discount coupon isn't good for Seniors. Hopped on the Gondola and rode to the top. There aren't many clear days around here; so there we are surrounded by mountains, with Rainier in our faces. Wind blowin hard enough to give us the staggers. Colder than certain parts of a welldigger. Pictures pictures pictures. Back down to the slopes we can still handle. Back up for lunch in the 6800 foot restaurant. Back down to the slopes. He left his gloves in the repair shop. More conversation. 2hrs in the hot tub. More conversation. Pizza. More conversation. In bed about 10:00. Could only have been awakened by a chain saw. What a day to turn 82. Life can be sweet, and I thought you might like to know. Back problem makes differentiating between a fart and a crap very tricky, so I spend a lot of time on the John just farting. Life can be a bitch too. See you next month." uff

On 4-30-11 uff was one of the Black '51 Jumpers at the 60th Reunion. See him jump!!!

On 3-24-12 Fred writes, "Greetings to all, Not really my day, but here goes. Some have a talent for being early; some not. Moved. Kids, grandkids, and the one great are all close. None in jail so far. House is all one floor now, but still at the top of a hill; any direction I walk is downhill, so I still hate coming home. Mild heart attack a week ago; angiogram shows arteries in better shape than in 2008, and no identifiable damage. They said: "Go skiing", so I did. it was great. One last day of winter in the Cascades. Three inches of fresh snow; a Thursday, so hardly anyone on the hill; had untracked runs for the first hour. Wore myself out in an hour and a half. Rested for 30 Min. Then did another half hour and quit. Only made 6 days this year; half of what I did last year. Spend more time driving than I do skiing. Need to get in better shape I guess, but somehow that requires more effort than I'm willing to expend these days. Still do the trousers thing in the middle of the room, but the jockey shorts are another thing. Think I'll take it on the stage. People would fall out of their seats. Nuff to drive a man to boxers. A house may keep you young, but it surely keeps you tired. The project list is not getting any shorter, but she says an apartment or condo is an abomination, so as long as we're vertical this is where we'll be. Attended my first Founder's Day dinner last week. The Supe was there and gave his usual outstanding presentation. Discovered he did over 75 hours on the area, and there were two or three there who did over 100. But for me the star of the show was the youngest Grad. He was poised, well organized, thoughtful and funny. The Academy is obviously doing a great job. Puget Sound weather is mostly clouds and drizzle (when the Sun comes out we wander about looking up and asking: "What have we done?" ), but this year we had a couple weeks of snow and an ice storm. We have a huge Holly tree, and one day the Robins came and stripped it clean. (just thought you'd like to know) If I make it, I'll write again next year. God Bless," Fred

Bill's's update... I left the Army in 1954 after tours with the 11th and 82 Airborne Divisions and 10 months in Special Ops in North Korea. Spent 9 years in the Foreign Service, all as a Japan specialist, mostly in political or political/military work. Five years as Special Assistant to Adm. Rickover, responsible for negotiating nuclear powered warship access to foreign ports. In 1971 I left the Government and joined The Boston Consulting Group, primarily working with large US corporations entering Japan. In 1974 I formed my own consultancy doing the same kind of work, and am still at it. Since 1978 I have been a Director of The Japan Fund, became Chairman in 2000. In 2008 we formed a partnership with Nomura Asset Management added 8 new international mutual funds, of which I have served as Chairman/CEO. I have 6 children, now ages 18 – 55. Son Stephen has his own law firm in Tokyo, daughter Sage is a successful venture capitalist, Amy a special needs teacher in Boston, Catherine a mother/coach in Santa Rosa, with a daughter on the US national swim team, Ann is a reporter on Newsday, and Celia is off to college (NYU for South Asia studies) in the Fall. Fourteen grandchildren, two dogs. Health is fine, no pills except vitamins, daily aspirin, and a bottomless martini with the 11 pm news. Proudest thing in my life has been membership in USMA Class of 1951.

On July 23, 2010, Bill writes, "To all: Every summer Elana and I try to make some business appointments in NYC and then build a week or so of plays, museums, etc. around that. We are in here in that mode this week. Last night we saw a play near Broadway and 45th, and tonight we went to a King Tut exhibit at the Discovery Museum near Broadway and 44th. Both times, as we walked back through Times Square I had a strange déjà vu feeling and the hair on the back of my neck stood up a little. Last night I was close but didn’t get it. Tonight it came through loud and clear: Ghosts of Hotel Astor! I know that many of you have memories of that legendary place, so I won’t bore you with mine, except to say that Stephenson, Foldberg, and I stayed there on New Year’s Eve in 1950-51 after they had played (for the North!) the day before in the Blue-Grey game in Montgomery, AL. We went into Times Square for the crowd, the countdown, etc. (Like yesterday!). Anyway, I came back to the hotel and Googled “Astor Hotel NYC”, and, inter alia, got the following: http://xroads.virginia.edu/~MA04/ranger/astor_collection/hotel.html. Some of you may find this of interest, and I would be most interested in learning of any memories it might bring back. Also, although I haven’t Googled them yet, any memories of the Waldorf and the Picadilly would probably also be of general interest. Lots of potential nostalgia here, I would think. Warmest regards."

On 11-24-10 Bill wrote, " To all: The island where the North Korean artillery attack occurred yesterday is called Yong Pyong-do. By coincidence, I know it quite well, having been there numerous times in 1952-53. Yong Pyong-do is located about 50-60 miles NW of Inchon and 4-5 miles off the North Korean coast. It was the Hqs. of the “Wolfpack” group of NK partisans, commanded by Capt. George Lamm, whom some West Point classmates knew in the 505 AIR in 1953-54. There were 8 subordinate Wolfpack units dispersed along closer inshore islands, some of them very close to the mainland. The smallest and closest was WP 6, on Mu-do, a tiny dot so close the mainland that there was a muddy land-bridge to the island at low tide. The Chinese/NKA would raid it occasionally, in overwhelming numbers, inflicting whatever casualties they could during the brief tidal window and then slogging back across the mud flats to their positions on the mainland. I was with WP 8, the largest (800-1000 partisans) on Sunwi-do, a much larger island only 800 yards (across a deep channel) from the mainland at low tide - in some respects not unlike the MLR. Sunwi-do changed hands several times during the war. I have noted previously on this website that, in the final Chinese/NKA assault on Sunwi-do, in January (?) of 1953, my replacement at WP 8, Lt. Joseph Castro, was killed, the first US Special Forces soldier of any rank ever to be KIA. After the armistice Yong Pyong-do was retained by the South, but the inshore islands (Mu-do, Sunwi-do, et al, were absorbed into North Korea. All of the offshore islands (some of them offshore by several miles) north of Yong Pyong-do were absorbed into North Korea. Yong Pyong-do, then, has been the deepest ROK penetration into NKA "turf" since the armistice. Both sides naturally regard it as "theirs”, and the tension is always quite high. I was in Seoul in January of 2009, and made an acquaintance with a young Korean man who had served on Yong Pyong-do in ROK Special Forces within the past few years. He told me that YP-do is a major forward outpost and training base for ROK Special Ops and Marine troops, and that their training exercises emulate the sorts of raids that we used to carry out against the mainland during the war. That is understandable and common sense, but my point is that this NK attack should have come as no surprise. This is a high tension area where ROK actions are necessarily provocative at times. On a more personal note, I would add that, thanks to the marvels of modern technology (i.e., Google Earth) I am able to re-visit virtually all of the places in North Korea that I came to know during the war, including not only Sunwi-do and Yong Pyong-do, but Nampo Harbor and small islands along the Yalu River/Manchurian border. On striking thing is that all of the places in North Korea appear to have changed very little – still very primitive - while Yong Pyong-do appears very modern, with paved roads, private autos, commercial activity, etc. Maybe there is something to be said for democracy and capitalism, after all. Warm regards to everyone."

On 4-14-11 Bill wrote, in defense of"Black '51 Jump" which he conceived and organized, as follows: "Because your concern seems genuine and based on personal experience, I’d like to offer some of the reasoning behind my decision to participate in this jump, and to allow two of my daughters to join me. I do this not to persuade you (or anyone) to join it, but hopefully to persuade you that the classmates and widows making this jump are not being irresponsible. First, what we are now doing is a far, far cry from the military parachuting you and I knew in our active service days. Opening shocks (particularly with the old T-7 assembly), landings, and equipment malfunctions were frequently causes of both injuries and fatalities. Three notable parachuting “disasters” were (1) the incident on DZ Holland in October of 1953, in which one of the aircraft flew through a stick of troops in the air, then crashed and burned on the drop zone, killing 17; (2) the drop at Camp Drum during the winter maneuver of 1952, when a number of parachutes, stored overnight in trucks in sub-zero weather, froze, causing several (fatal) double malfunctions on the jump the next morning; and (3) the drop into high winds on DZ 187 in the spring of 1954 when a number of jumpers were dragged across the drop zone (the 187 wasn’t plowed, but left in a “natural” state, with logs, stumps, rocks, etc.) at 20-30 knots, and many were seriously injured. By some rare statistical anomaly, I was involved in all three of those jumps. In the Holland drop I was very near the stick of troops who were killed in the air, and in the 187 jump I had been selected to jump wind dummy. So I am well acquainted with the hazards of that kind of parachuting, and I have no desire to go there again in the absence of military necessity. But that is not what we will be doing at West Point on April 30. Please remember, our class attended parachute school at Benning almost 60 years ago, very early in the history of parachuting. There had probably been fewer than 2 million total parachute jumps made by US parachutists up to that point, almost all military, and the technologies (aircraft, parachute designs, parachuting techniques, etc.) were in the earliest stages. Today, parachuting is not a military skill, but primarily a civilian recreational sport. Some 3 million jumps are made in the US annually, and the total number of jumps made to date is probably 100 million or more, a huge experience base. Parachutes are safer, openings and landings are very soft, and the parachutes themselves are extremely maneuverable. Accidents of any kind are extremely rare, and occur almost exclusively (1) when experienced jumpers attempt risky maneuvers beyond their capabilities; and (2) when normal safety procedures are violated or ignored. I would point out that, in the case of our upcoming jump: - We will not really be parachutists ourselves, but merely passengers, riding in tandem with experienced, professional instructors. - We will not be doing any sort of unusual or hazardous maneuvers, but making the simplest, safest kind of descent and landing. This is the first baby step in recreational parachuting, taken by every beginning jumper, including USMA cadets of both genders. - We will be doing this at The Blue Sky Ranch, where the USMA Parachute Team trains, with our jump coordinated by the Coach of the West Point Team. I cannot imagine a facility where safety standards would be any higher, the supervision more meticulous, or the risk of injury lower. - This sort of jump by elderly people – men and women – is quite common, including people in their 90’s. Ours will be unusual, if not unique, for the number of octogenarians participating, but not for the age of any individual among us. - As you know, President George H.W. Bush has made his sort of jump twice, once at age 85. It is simply not imaginable to me that his “handlers” and Mrs. Bush would have allowed him to do this if there were any significant degree of risk associated with it. - One classmate has had a hip replacement, and asked his surgeon about making this jump. Surgeon gave him full clearance, citing the Bush jumps. In short, I expect this to be an interesting experience at a very low level of risk. I don’t believe any of the participants are irresponsible risk-takers, but are mature, open-eyed takers of remote, calculated risks. If I wanted to do something really daring, I would buy a Harley or something."

On 4-30-11 Bill was the organizer and one of the Black '51 Jumpers at the 60th Reunion. See him jump!!! '

Kenn's last military assignment was to Headquarters, Supreme Allied Commander Atlantic where he served from 1975 to 1981 to complete a distinguished military career. Kenn retired from the United States Army as a Colonel. Kenn and his wife Estelle made their home in San Angelo, Texas where Kenn died on May 9, 1998. Quoting Estelle, “One thing that always fascinated me about Kenn was his determination to get a task done. He always said that he was too "dumb" not to know that he couldn't do something. He certainly had a scant amount of formal schooling before arriving at West Point. He graduated from high school when he was barely 15yrs old. He credits Fred Irving and Harry Lombard with getting him through his academic challenges. After he retired, he attended Texas A&M University where he completed all his class work for a PhD in management. He went on to work at A&M for several years. We moved back to San Angelo, our home town, to be with our families and for me to complete my nursing degree. Kenn did so well with the "role" change. He became a terrific cook, a pretty fair housekeeper, and a great tutor, chemistry was never my favorite thing. He even took care of the home front while I spent 2yrs in an internship at Scott & White Hospital 200 miles from home. During this time, he became a certified teacher in physics. He cared for my elderly parents, took the grandkids to school, dental appointments, music lessons, and athletic events. He was in demand by several volunteer organizations here in town. His illness never really slowed him down until the last week of his life. He walked from 3 to 5 miles a day up until the last month. How I miss his sense of humor and all the attention he showed on his family and friends. Kenn loved West Point very much for so many reasons. He was so proud to have been associated with the Corps. He would not have wanted to have lived his life any other way. I have been blessed by having been a part of the class activities and appreciate being included.

Fred's's update...Fred had an interesting career in the Corps of Engineers which involved research on the Greenland ice-cap with the Engineer Polar R&D Center as well as Construction Manager for the Complex 4 Saturn launch facility at Cape Canaveral. Fred's last asssignment was as Assistant Director of the Civil Works for Atlantic Divsions in the Chief of Engineer 's Office. He retired in August 1973 and moved to Jacksonville, florida as Vice-president for Stockton Whatley Davin, the largest mortgage banker in Florida which also owned a large amount of land and did high end residential and commercial development.

On Mon, 6/21/10, Fred Irving wrote: It has been a quiet year -- which isn't all bad. Alice and I have both given up tennis but are doing okay. She keeps winning at mah jong and bridge. I continue my grapefruit farming with about thirty bushels this year. We give to the Food Bank and to friends and eat one a day from December to June. We help with Meals on Wheels which makes us realize how fortunate we are. Our Richmond daughters and granddaughters have just been here for a few days. ( It helps to have a beach house for motivation.) Fred and his wife and daughter are here in Jacksonville where he is Director of IT Strategy for Lender Processing Services. He and I enjoy hunting and fishing. Dove season was not great, fishing was better. We limited out on trout plus caught black drum, blue fish and flounder on our best trip. All best wishes and see you soon at the sixtieth.

On Fri, 6/24/11, Fred.Irving wrote: My Day…Alice and I have had a good year - no new aches or pains. The entire family got together for Christmas in Richmond. Where our daughters and their family live. Fred Jr., his wife and daughter came up from Jacksonville. Not often that we get everyone together. In late May Alice and I took a cruise to Alaska, out of San Francisco, and thoroughly enjoyed it. Alice loved the scenic snowy mountains and rocks. We don’t have either one in Florida! The high point was taking a helicopter to Mendenhall glacier and landing to walk around. Nice to think back about all that ice while we are in the ninety plus degree heat in Florida. Best to all!" Fred

On Tuesday, June 19, 2012 Fred writes, "My day certainly comes around quickly now. Just glad to be giving a report. We have had a good but quiet year. Our traveling has been slowed by a knee replacement on my part but doing well. We did go to the Bahamas for a while along with one of our daughters. Always interesting to go there and see what a relaxed lifestyle is about. The most interesting event of our year was the 20 year old Operations Sergeant in World War ll of Alice’s father’s unit, General Walton Walker’s XX Corps, finding Alice. An editor in “ National Review” had an article about Chartres Cathedral. Our son in law saw it and contacted the editor with Alice’s father’s story. Amazingly former Sergeant Eugene Schulz who served in XX Corps contacted him also and the editor put them in touch. Sergeant Schulz joined the G3 Section of XX Corps with Colonel Griffith as G3 while they were still training in the Mojave desert. He worked for Colonel Griffith until the day Alice’s father was killed when he went in to Chartres to check on the slow progress of 7th Armored Division and saved the Cathedral. He greatly admired him and had been looking for any relation for sixty-seven years. Sergeant Schulz and his wife came to visit us in Jacksonville and he and Alice were thrilled to be able to tell each other details about her father. Since she was just thirteen years old when he was killed it was very meaningful. Best wishes to all." Fred Irving

Harry's update. Harry retired in July 1977 and went to work for Parsons Brinckerhoff Inc in New York, the oldest AE firm in the country. After a year he was posted to New Orleans to manage the firm's design and construction activities for the Strategic Petroleum Reserve (SPR) which was tasked to store crude oil in caverns solution-mined into salt domes along the Gulf Coast. Harry was responsible for the design and construction of the caverns themselves, which was both challenging and exciting to him. For 20 years, Harry managed a variety of engineering design projects and stayed associated with various companies on the SPR, retiring finally in June 1997. Harry and wife Marcie make their home in Kenner, Louisiana where they stay active in church and various social organizations. Harry was decorated with the BSM and three LMs for meritorious service.

On Sat, 4/24/10, Lombard wrote: "Today I reached the Big 80 --just late as usual with most if not all of my clasasmates having experienced that threshhold some time ago. Marcie and I are well settled into a non-threatening routine with Marcie playing bridge two times one week and three times the next, and me with two regular weekly lunch gatherings plus a wednesday Kiwanis meeting each week. We are regulars at the monthly meeting of our local MOAA chapter and Harry is acrtive with the local Gadsden-Eotowah Patriots Association. Throw in two or three other regular meeting for one organization or another and we manage to stay fairly busy but not oppressively so. Grandson Rick has just returned from a deployment to Afghanistan (Air Force) and grand- daughter Beth is active with the lacrosse team at Messiah College. Grandson Stephen has ballooned up to 6 ft 4 inches at 15 years while granddaughter Tori graduates High School next month. When you live in Alabama you quickly learn that the three athletc seasons are college football, playoffs and bowl games, and spring football practive. When you've lived 24 years in New Orleans, you learn that all those years of frustration and mediocrity can indeed lead to Super Bowl 44 and a NFL Championship. When Alabama wins the NCAA National Championship and the Saints win the NFL Championship all in one year, you feel like it can't get any better. Marcie and I are in good shape for the shape we're in and we are looking forward to the 2011 reunion. Grip Hands!!!!" Harry Lombard

Larry Mintz	Larry Mintz doing Tai Chi	Larry Mintz W/ His Girls	llm says Natalie' daughter, Gail - Margie's daughter,r Laura = my wife, Lia - my sister, Natalie - Natalie's son, Steve - Natalie's daughter, Margie - Natalie' husband, Marvin Harris
Jack Ross	Guerdon Sines W/ Dorothy	Francis St. Mary	Floyd "Gil" Stephenson

Update on llm Upon graduation Larry went in the Anti-Aircraft Artillery and after completing the Basic Artillery Course at Fort Bliss, TX with much time spent is Juarez at bull fights and eating the famous steaks at Martino's; reported to the 75th Anti-Aircraft Gun Battalion where he served from 1951 to 1952. His next assignment was to the 194th Field Artillery Battalion in Europe where he served until 1954 when, after President Eisenhauer targeted the Military-Industrial Complex, he resigned his First Lieutenant's commission and later accepted a commission as a Captain in the Army Reserves, while starting a short-lived career in Life Insurance. In 1956, he was with the InterAmerican Geodetic Survey (IAGS) in the Panama Canal Zone, where Lía and he wed. In 1957 Larry was appointed as an Agricultural Advisor in Columbia, South America where he and his wife Lia continue to make their home in the town of Cali. He was a founding member of the Colombian Sugar Cane Growers Association, as well as a long time Board member of the Colombian Cereal Farmers Federation,which in 1981 awarded him ite Medal of Merit. . Larry runs the "My Day" series for the class. He also provides a little "Juan Valdez" from time to time, not lately, though.

On 4-30-11 Larry was one of the Black '51 Jumpers at the 60th Reunion. See Him Jump

On 2-13-2012 Larry writes, "Hello all. It has been an eventful year, and fortunately both Lia and I are well. Of course, it goes back to last April when my eldest granddaughter, Sari became engaged in Sao Paulo, Brazil - and the Class 60th with not enough time to chat with everybody, but a wonderful chance to be with so many; and the memorable JUMP, which brought the surprise award of German parachutist wings from Gil Stephenson. My daughter, Liz drove me up to the Point, dropped me, and headed back to Newton, MA. I was able to return to Newton with Elana Givens, who was great company on the trip. Then the following weekend, I had my 65th Boston Latin School reunion, followed by a quick trip to Miami to join Lia, and to see several MDs and then back to Boston for the graduations of granddaughter Vivian from Tufts U. and her little sister, Laura Jessie, from high school. Laura is now at Babson College and enthralled. I had hoped to see Nadine Bicher, but wasn't able to pull it off. We got home in mid June, and had hardly unpacked when we were off again to Sao Paulo for Sari's engagement party. We spent a glorious long weekend there. Sari's future family is very warm and friendly which portends for a happy future. And I don't have words to describe the party and the spectacular venue where it took place. On the way back to Cali, we rested for a couple of days in Bogotá. In mid July, I was off to Miami to keep an eye on Laura Jessie, who would be working for a month (till she had to head to Boston for the wedding). It was a relaxed time and I got to chat on the phone with John Hook, but he wouldn't join Teddy Picado and me for lunch; Ted and I spent a very pleasant few hours eating and chatting. After LauraJessie left, Lia joined me and we headed to Boston. The wedding was memorable and we have an album to refresh the fond memories. After the wedding, it was back home and back to normal until late December when we retured to Miami for a family reunion. And now I am looking fwd to Miami again to celebrate income tax time. Best wishes," llm

On 11-6-13 llm writes "It's now more than 5 weeks in USA and mostly taking tests for MDs to find the cause of an Oct 1st incident. Maybe the answer will come later today. Lia and I and many family members greeted 2013 in Miami as has become customary. In June, we attended a Sugar Cane meeting in Sao Paulo, Brazil, but mostly visited our eldest granddaughter, Sari, and her husband and his family. One good outcome is that we look fwd to becoming great-grandparents in March. Back in Colombia, I try to visit our cane fields as often as I can. Lia doesn't approve as there is some danger. In Sept, Lia thought doing Pilates would help her bad back, but it did the opposite and we had to cancel our proposed visit to Boston. Then my incident provided Lia with incentive to improve enough to travel, and in late November we got to Miami, where mostly I was being examined and taking tests. Our eldest daughter, Liz came down to help and drive. After the 1st week.she had to return to Boston so with Lia's help, I did some driving, but we were not able to finish the exams and tests. Lia felt that she ought to go back to Cali, so she shipped me to Liz's care for more exams and tests. On Wed, night, Lia and our younger daughter, Arline, arrived so that we may all (including granddaughters Vivian and Laura) celebrate today. I wish all of you good health and all the best." llm

On 1-09-14 Larry writes "It's now more than 5 weeks in USA and mostly taking tests for MDs to find the cause of an Oct 1st incident. Maybe the answer will come later today. Lia and I and many family members greeted 2013 in Miami as has become customary. In June, we attended a Sugar Cane meeting in Sao Paulo, Brazil, but mostly visited our eldest granddaughter, Sari, and her husband and his family. One good outcome is that we look fwd to becoming great-grandparents in March. Back in Colombia, I try to visit our cane fields as often as I can. Lia doesn't approve as there is some danger. In Sept, Lia thought doing Pilates would help her bad back, but it did the opposite and we had to cancel our proposed visit to Boston. Then my incident provided Lia with incentive to improve enough to travel, and in late November we got to Miami, where mostly I was being examined and taking tests. Our eldest daughter, Liz came down to help and drive. After the 1st week.she had to return to Boston so with Lia's help, I did some driving, but we were not able to finish the exams and tests. Lia felt that she ought to go back to Cali, so she shipped me to Liz's care for more exams and tests. On Wed, night, Lia and our younger daughter, Arline, arrived so that we may all (including granddaughters Vivian and Laura) celebrate today. I wish all of you good health and all the best." llm

Update on Jack In 1967 Jack became a Sales Manager in the Boston Office for the Boeing Company and in 1975 obtained an MBA from Seattle University then returning to the Boston Office where he served until 1983 when he was appointed Director of International Business Development with the Boeing Aerospace Company a position he held until 1984. In 1985 Jack was appointed Director of Proposal Rsce with the Boeing Defense and Space Group from where he retired in 1994. Jack and his wife Carole make their home in Kent, Washington.

Update on Guerdon On leaving active duty Guerdon accepted a position with the Missouri Pacific Railroad as Director of Information and Control Systems in which capacity he served until 1969 when he was named Vice President. Then in 1977 he became Vice President for Information and Communication with the Union Pacific Railroad System. Guerdon retired from the Railroad system in 1990. Guerdon and his wife Dorothy make their home in St. Simons Island, Georgia.

Update on Francis In 1965 Francis was assigned to the Army Mission in Peru where he served until 1968, apparently just missing the writer's assignment there with the Peace Corps until 1965. Francis' next assignment was to Headquarters, Army Support Command, Republic of Vietnam and served from 1968 to 1969 and then returned to Army Combat Development Command (ILC), Fort Belvoir, Virginia. Francis' last military assignment was in 1970 as Battalion Commander at The Engineer School, Fort Belvoir, Virginia where he served until 1972 when he retired from the United States Army as a Lieutenant Colonel. On retirement Frank accepted a position with the Atomic Energy Commission as Project Manager; the AEC became the NRC and Francis retired again in 1991. Frank and his wife Beth make their home in Gaithersburg, Maryland.

On October 10, Chan Goodnow, writes, "I received a nice letter from Beth StMary. Fran has been ill for over a year. He had a heart attack, has dementia. He is in such poor shape Beth cannot handle him at home. He has had some long hospital stays. Her home phone number is still good. 301 869 4897. Call before 7 PM.. Fran spends the weekends at home with Beth. You can reach him there Sat PM or Sun before P.M.. Fran says he is hard at hearing and may or not recognize you when you call. His memory fails him. Send me your current mailing addresses and I will send entire letter to you. Her letter is lengthy and detailed. I will try and copy and send to you on E-mail. The sure way is to give me a mailing address." Chan

Update on Floyd Since retirement "Gil" continues to serve. He is Director of Army Instruction with the Muscogee County School District and makes his home with his wife Phyllis in Midland, Georgia. The January 1995 Assembly notes that "Gil" is in his 13th year as Director of the Muscogee County School District ROTC. Son Scott '76 is a LTC teaching military history at the Command and General Staff College, Fort Leavenworth, Kansas. Son Russ is an architect. Daughter Genie, after 6 years in a Buddhist monastery in Japan, recently married a Canadian in CA. Daughter Dana is married to a CPT (P) attending a one-year course at MIT.