Links to all remarks,
videos and websites:
Berkeley Community Chorus (full 3 minute
video)
Those who wish to honor
Roy with a donation may contribute in his name to any one of his many
passionate interests—
Cure Huntington’s Disease Initiative
The Huntington’s Disease Society of America:
The Berkeley Community Chorus and Orchestra:
The Berkeley–Sakai Association
Gene Grindlinger - 1964 - “When my family first moved to Roslyn Heights (2nd
grade for me), we had a German Shepherd puppy named ‘Fuzzy.’ The demon dog
proceeded to chew his way through our living room furniture. Mom demanded
that we get rid of the dog or she was leaving. After some deliberation and
debate on that issue, and a few phone calls, Country Club neighbors
graciously agreed to adopt Fuzzy.”
1967 and 1975 - Merrill Stanton and
Wendy Zacharkow Herbel
L-R - Wendy
Zacharkow Herbel (1975) and Merrill Stanton (1967) - Dana Point Harbor, CA -
2025
Wendy and Fonzie
1967 and 1989 - Art Engoron and
Alexander Tisch
R-L - Alexander
Tisch (1989), Art Engoron (1967), Art’s 1979 NYU Law School Classmate - New
York City - April 1, 2015
1969 - Gerry Gersh - “Hey Art. The last two Newsletters mentioned Friends
World College. I went there for a couple of years before graduating from
Goddard College. As a Friends student, I went to Mexico with a friend from
Herricks High School who turned down an Ivy League College to go to Friends.
Charlie was an All-State Lacrosse Goalie. I studied progressive education in
the mode of John Holt (‘How Children Fail’), Paul Goodman, and the Brazilian
educator Paulo Freire.
Paulo believed that if
you taught people to read words that they used in their every day lives, they
would be more motivated to read. His method with the Brazilian farmers was so
effective that they ended up being able to read their land contracts with the
government and rebelled because they saw how much they were being cheated. As
a result, the Brazilian government threw Paulo out of Brazil.
Anyway, highlights? In
Mexico, a scorpion stung me. In East Africa, I contracted Malaria and spent a
year and a half learning the purest form of Swahili in a remote coastal town
called ‘Lamu.’ I also went looking for gorillas, hiking with my guide in the
jungle for five hours. We knew that we got close, because we saw freshly
broken stalks that gorillas like to eat. However, my guide spotted leopard
tracks, so we had to head back. After a long bus ride back to Kampala,
Uganda, when I got off the bus, soldiers were running everywhere, as General
Idi Amin had just ordered a coup against President Obote (who was brilliant
enough to translate Shakespeare into Swahili).
Friends World College
kicked me out because the rule was that you had to go to a different country
every six months, learn the language, and write up a study. I had just become
fluent in Swahili, so it made no sense to me to move on. It was the biggest risk
and act of independence of my life.
I ended up writing a
thesis on how both Africa and India faced the same identity crisis. There are
so many languages/dialects in both, Africa and India faced the same dilemma:
Do we mandate teaching English to keep up with the West, or do we keep our
multiple languages to shore up our identities? I watched this struggle play
out in Lamu. Every week, the poor fishermen boys would play a soccer game
against the English speaking boys who had colorful uniforms. The usually
somber African/Arabic elders would quietly come to watch. But as soon as the
game started they would go crazy cheering for their side. They knew what was
at stake. Friends World College liked the thesis and ended up giving me
credit.
One final ‘goodie’. I
visited the legendary Jane Goodall’s house (she was away on safari) in Kenya
and had to go to the bathroom. On my way back to her living room, a young
lion, but almost fully grown, started gnawing on my boots. I was terrified
for my life, until one of the lion’s helpers laughingly pulled her away.
India’s poverty was
brutal……but seeing the white marble Taj Mahal was breathtaking. The Shah
built it for his wife in 1632 AD, only for her to die during childbirth. What
MANY don’t know is that when you enter its main hallway, two tombs are there.
But it’s asymmetrical! Antithetical to the perfect structure, the 20,000
slaves who built it had their hands cut off so that no duplicate structure
could be built. The Shah put his wife’s tomb in the center of the room. But
his son, a devout Muslim, followed the Quran, which forbids any kind of
ostentation at the time of death, so he put his father to the side of his
wife.
EXPERIENCING GOD in
Nepal. A jet averages flying at 30,000 feet. Mt. Everest and its peaks are
29,000 and change. The tallest mountains in Europe are only the size of the
foothills of the Himalayas. So from Kathmandu, I took a small plane to get
closer to Pokhara, Nepal. I recall walking out of my hut early in the
morning. All clouds, but suddenly they parted. I recall feeling nauseous,
overwhelmed. I saw imposing white mountain where logic said only space and
sky should be. It was the first of only a handful of God moments in my life.
In India, I contracted
hepatitis. I finished in Nepal to come home for the wedding of my sister Gretchen
Gersh (1966). In all, I was gone 2 1/2 years.”
Pokhara, Nepal
1979 - Ethel “Edyie” Yarwood -
Deceased
1965 (Jeffrey Orling) - “I love these Newsletters. Thanks.”
1967 (Scott Frishman) - “Art, I always look forward to the Newsletter. I loved
the photo of Phil Celella, Dom Foresto, Bob Rico, and Bobby Scandurra. They
were all easy to recognize.”
1967 (Merrill Stanton) - “Thank you so much for keeping us all informed, Art ❤️. It’s these longtime
connections far & wide that bring special meaning to my life and remind
me that time can’t truly be measured when it comes to the heart. The
Newsletters are wonderful!”
1967 (Jill Simon Forte) - “Hi Art, The Newsletters always include a name or a
photo of someone that reminds me of the days when we were young.”
1973 (Edward Ryder) - “Nicely done, on an early Sunday morning!”
1974 (Bob Berta) - “Hi Art and Keith, You are The Dynamic Duo that ALWAYS
brings us exceptional Newsletters with the help of the alumni. Always a
pleasure to read the Newsletter treasure. Keep up the good work /s/ Bob”
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there. Art Engoron, Class of 1967
That’s it for The Wheatley School
Alumni Association Newsletter # 198. Please send me your autobiography before
someone else sends me your obituary.
Art
Arthur Fredericks Engoron, Class of 1967