The guitarist in
the black hoody with a pipe is David Berkowitz. The guy in the gray jacket
playing the harmonica is Peter Nelson. The little guy on guitar is Josh
Wilner. The guy in the white jacket playing the banjo is Bob Kramer. The guy
in the black sweater playing the washtub bass is Richard Amster. The guy in
the reddish shirt wit the fiddle is Peter Wolf. I guess I’m on voice🤷🏽♂️. I
had/have a beautiful Martin guitar but apparently wasn’t playing it.
1964 - Wendy Wolf - “Dear Art, I started North Side in the second grade. My
three siblings are Peter (1960), Jack (1967), and Jill (1970).
I had many fun times
throughout my high school years, and I enjoyed many good friends. I also
found that Wheatley life could be very snobby , competitive and
materialistic, and there was a lot of pressure to have the latest fashions,
etc., which my family was not into nor could we afford.
I was not a very serious
student in Jr. High and High School. I was more focused on my friends and my
social life, although I had some great inspiring teachers. I enjoyed some of
my English and History teachers, e.g., Peter Witt, Stewart Doig, Lawrence Levin,
Janice Kennedy, and Peggy Meisel.
After graduation I went
to the University of Wisconsin, lived in Paris for over a year, and then
settled in NYC. I attended Bank Street College of Education and got a Masters
in Education.
I taught preschool and
elementary education in NYC private and public schools for approximately 15
years and then moved on to be a Movement teacher, teaching creative movement
to children and movement improvisation to adults. For the last 20 years, I
have been teaching Gentle Yoga and have a few classes and some private
clients. My website is www.wendy.yoga
Wheatley alumni are
welcome to try a free online class!
At the age of 39, I met
my husband, who died a year ago. We have two children, a son with Autism who
lives in Kingston, NY, and a daughter who lives in Los Angeles. In 1994 we
moved from the city to Mahopac, NY, which is on the border of Northern
Westchester, about an hour north of the city.
I am still here. It has
been a rough year, and I am struggling with the loss of my husband. I am
happy to hear from my Wheatley classmates, and if you are passing thru my
neck of the woods, I would love to meet up for a cup of coffee or grab some
lunch with you. My email is wendywolf6@gmail.com and my phone number is
914 980-5962.”
1969 - Michael Lorenzo - Deceased
May 23,1951 to Feb 12, 2025
Bobby Orgel (1969) Writes - “Michael Lorenzo was a painter, poet, musician and
so much more…..but most of all, a best friend forever. I will miss you,
brother.
Gary Metzger (1969) Writes - “Art, Many people will miss
Michael Lorenzo. He was one of the most creative individuals that I had the
pleasure to call my friend: Painter, Poet, Musician, Writer, and much more. I
will miss his funny sense of humor. He inspired many people, and he
definitely touched my soul.”
From Facebook - “Dear friends of
Michael Clark Lorenzo, With heavy
hearts, Michael’s family shares that he has moved beyond this world. He was
deeply loved. Wild creativity, artistry, kindness, and mastery of the pen and
guitar was folded into a rare and genuine being. Michael's walk on this earth
will be profoundly missed.
Michael had been
navigating illness for several years, and now his spirit is free and light.
In the coming days, his family will be organizing a celebration of life to
honor him.
May his journey continue
in beauty and light. We know he’s painting with the colors of the universe,
playing music that hums through the fabric of existence.
Michael Clark Lorenzo
Dancing in Peace.
[[[Don’t miss his
excellent guitar soloing. This guy could PLAY.]]]
Michael Clark Lorenzo -
5/23/51-2/12/25 - By Steven Lansky (1969)
Heart throb, heart
breaker, searcher and seeker
of tits and ass, and love at its rubicon.
Poet, writer,
musician and scholar,
father, brother, friend.
Painter, splashing the
chaotic colors of his life
on paper and canvas.
We spoke for long hours
of love and life and death and of
all that that we could fit
into the in between.
There was a darkness
About and in him
and a light that burst through
in his smile and his laughter.
With the legions of others
both before
and after me,
I love you Mick and cannot yet imagine
my life without your wisdom and your wit
that wove its way through your stories
of urging and of love
both star-crossed and sublime
tales of derring-do
ever dedicated to slaking
the unquenchable thirst of an orphaned heart
What Memories (To My Son, Anthony)
Lorenzo - By Michael Clark Lorenzo
What memories do I craft within
These mountain midnights,
What endeavors will prevail through
Sleepy viewings of your surroundings?
Will you remember
Waking and walking about
In the middle of the night to see me typing
madly on my laptop
(mystic love poems to the next impossible
Enchantress)
Will you hold memories of me pressed
Against some huge canvass
Spewing thick swatches
Of bright colors
Against the pale void
(trying desperately
To exhume some peace
Out of the caverns
Of my chaos and stress
Will you remember me
As inspired or mad,
Brilliant or lost?
Meet Me Far From Here - By Michael Clark Lorenzo
Meet me in a place far, far, far from here
galaxies removed from the slanting cage
of fast shiny boxes under a flat gray sky.
Let’s get out from underneath
the dark umbrella that blocks
every notion of inspiration and decency
while these dullards dance like spastic bulls
to an erratic waltz.
Meet me in a time soon, soon
sooner the better under a canopy
of redwoods that gently press
their fingers into the soft underbelly
of heaven.
Join me in a place where skies are always
Blue clear infinite and star-laced,
Where winter-rains
Soak into the soil
To feed a graceful planet’s hearty soul.
Meet me in a place
Where all things have substance
And dreams are cultivated
With seeds like precious gems
From a heart of peace.
Jack Lipsky (1969) Writes to
Larry’s son Robert Nitzky (2011) - “You
spoke beautifully at your Father's Funeral. It was a speech full of love,
devotion and compassion. Larry was an incredible guy, and I was lucky to have
been friends with him in High School and afterwards. He epitomized everything
that was good about Wheatley. I would like to offer words of comfort for your
father from the Jewish Prayer El Maleh Rahamim, which is said at funerals.
‘May his resting place be in the Garden of Eden - therefore may the Master of
mercy shelter him in the shelter of his Wings for eternity; and may He bind
his soul in the Bond of Life.’"
Jo Anne Newman Abraskin (1969)
Writes - “I’m sorry that I missed
Larry Nitzky’s funeral (I don’t live locally anymore). Larry was a fabulous
guy: funny, compassionate, and fun to be around.”
1975 - Steve Witkoff - A Seat at
the Table
That’s Steve in
the lower left corner, and United States Secretary of State Marco Rubio to
Steve’s left.
1961 (Nancy Kurshan) - “Thanks to Art and Keith and love to all you
Wheatleyites.”
1966 (Bette Spiro Neumann) - “I tremendously enjoy the Wheatley Alumni Newsletter.”
1968 (Ricki Spier Cohn) - “I enjoy reading the Wheatley Alumni Newsletter, except
for the death notices, so keep them coming!”
1972 (Julie Frohman Badion) - “Thank you, Art, for the Newsletter.”
1974 (SuZanne Zenker-Gilbride) - “Thank You, Art, I so enjoy
reading The Wheatley School Alumni Association Newsletter…..So many
interesting lives! We all live as a collective group from a very small
school. Here in Texas, schools are Mega-size. As they say, ‘Everything is
bigger in Texas!!!’”
1975 (Steve Nathan) - “Thanks for all you do to keep the awesome Alumni
Newsletters coming!”
1980 (James Mullins) - “Thanks for being such a great and longstanding
advocate of a place and time that shaped so many of us.”
1989 (Paige Buonocore) - “Hi Art, Thank you for all that you do. I enjoy
reading your Newsletters, and I often forward them to my mother, Joan
Buonocore, a North Side elementary school teacher for over 30 years.
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hours after publication, Wheatley Alumni Newsletter # 191 was viewed 3,375
times and was liked eight times. In all, 4,724 email addresses received
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Webmaster, Keith Aufhauser (Class of 1963), you can regale
yourself with the first 191 Wheatley School Alumni Association Newsletters
(and much other Wheatley data and arcana) at
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Also thanks to Keith is
our search engine, prominently displayed on our home page: type in a word or
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I edit all submissions,
even material in quotes, for clarity and concision, without any indication
thereof. I cannot and do not vouch for the accuracy of what people tell me,
as TWSAA does not have a fact-checking department.
We welcome any and all
text and photos relevant to The Wheatley School, 11 Bacon Road, Old Westbury,
NY 11568, and the people who administered, taught, worked, and/or studied
there. Art Engoron, Class of 1967
That’s it for The Wheatley School
Alumni Association Newsletter # 192. Please send me your autobiography before
someone else sends me your obituary.
Art
Arthur Fredericks Engoron, Class of 1967