Dear Wheatley Wildcats and Other Interested Persons,


Welcome to The Wheatley School Alumni Association Newsletter # 63!



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Wheatley’s Greatness through the Ages – A Dialogue


Wrote Steve Ehre (Newsletter # 58) – “Art and I have written to each on several occasions.  I have noted that, except for a minor few alumni from the 80s, almost ALL the submissions come from the period from when the school opened in the late 50s until the mid-80s…approximately the first 20-25 years.  Since those dates there have been over 35-40 graduating classes, yet few of those graduates see themselves as part of this marvelous Alumni Newsletter.  It is very strange to me.  My thinking is that something was magical at Wheatley in those early years…from great parents, to super Boards of Education, to leading Superintendents, to principals, to teachers and other professional staff and, not the least, great students.  There was a vision...hire the best and the cost be damned.  Need a certain book for your class, order it if it is really necessary.  Need equipment?  We’ll see what we can do…quickly.  Teachers helped hire the teachers in their Dept., and those wishes were abided by.  We teachers, along with the “Curriculum Associates,” interviewed the candidates (UNUSUAL anywhere in any public HS in the US).  One year in Social Studies we had over 320 applicants for ONE job…we teachers read all the files and then asked several candidates to come in for an interview.  We then went to see the finalists teach, and finally made our choice...sometimes we ranked them #1 and #2.  That choice went to the Principal and then the Supt., who both took time to interview the candidates we chose.  In my 30 years at Wheatley, that choice was always respected.  We knew our subject matter, and students, and what parents would want from us.  So, we hired the best, no matter what their pay level.  From the many wonderful responses from those days, it would seem that others also saw Wheatley as magical.  Is it now just another really good Nassau County school?  Is it social media?  How do others account for the disparity in Alumni responses?  I am curious about your thoughts.  Thanks!  Steve (Ehre) ’65-’96.


Writes Scott Reich (2001) – “In a past newsletter, Stephen Ehre inquired whether Wheatley remained the special place that he and many others of his generation so fondly remember.  He noted the absence of newsletter contributions from younger alumni, and, indeed, he wondered if Wheatley had lost some of its magic.  I graduated from Wheatley in 2001, and I'd like to set the record straight: Wheatley may have belonged to others before us, but for a time, it was ours alone, and I can’t imagine a more special place to go to high school.


My Wheatley roots run long and deep.  My father, Danny, was Class of 1971.  His sisters Ronnie (1966), Wendy (1968), Nancy (1973), and Amy (1981) were all Wildcats, as were my three siblings, Leslie (2003), Andrew (2006), and Jesse (2009).  I loved Wheatley before I ever set foot there.  I grew up with stories of the glory days, and now those glory days are my glory days.


What made Wheatley so special to me went beyond the culture it created.  It went beyond the great faculty.  It went beyond the relative smallness of the school.  It was an ineffable sense, perpetuated by all of these things, that we, each student, mattered – that we were unique – that we had obligations to our community – that we could shape a future through imagination, hard work, and a commitment to values that transcend any of the superficial differences that otherwise divide us, then or now.  Wheatley was a place that taught much more than how to perform well on a test or how to earn a good grade.  It did those things.  But of greater import, Wheatley inculcated a sense of belonging, a sense of purpose, an appreciation for curiosity, and a focus on things that are immeasurable.  In short, it shaped how we might view the world when nurtured by inspiring people, and perhaps more important, how we might try to use our talents and our will to make that world better.


It wasn't perfect.  Many felt excluded and couldn't wait to graduate.  Many felt that the community was too small, with no opportunities to start fresh.  That it was too privileged.  That it was too liberal or conservative, depending on the era.  And no doubt, my nostalgia has romanticized the experience here, 20 years beyond high school. 


But if something has survived for me that I know to be true, it is the way I choose to embrace the school's timeless motto: “Seek the truth.”  We can each apply this however we choose.  Regardless, Wheatley taught me to be a seeker.


Seeking knowledge, understanding, and progress is what has defined my post-Wheatley academic and professional experiences.  And so when life recently threw me a curveball, I did the thing that Wheatley taught me to do: believe that, through the power of community, we have the capacity to change the world. 


My 2-year-old son Eli was diagnosed with a rare and severe brain disorder called FOXG1 Syndrome.  A single-letter typo in his DNA prevents him from walking, talking, feeding himself, or doing anything independently, while struggling with seizures, a movement disorder and sleep problems.  Worse, we were told there is no hope – that it’s incurable.  My wife and I started a 501(c)(3) non-profit foundation called Believe in a Cure, and during the pandemic, we’ve built a global network of renowned scientists who are now developing drugs to try and treat this condition.  Our story was recently profiled on the Today Show, which you can watch here.


What has struck me so viscerally throughout this difficult journey is the strength of old, timeless bonds from long ago.  People whom I have not seen or spoken with literally since high school have stepped up to join us in this fight with their love and support.  I’m humbled and touched beyond measure.  So, has Wheatley lost some of its magic?  I don’t think so.  If anything, the memory of Wheatley is even more magical to me now.  In my mind, it’s no longer merely a place or a building – it’s a mindset, a philosophy, a community, and most of all, a home of spiritual comfort.


As for me, I now live in Port Washington with my wife and three kids.  I haven't given up on returning to Wheatley for another generation, but there is a part of me that does not want to spoil or modify the memories because of how strong and positive they are.  My favorite book is The Great Gatsby.  (Side note, and spoiler alert: when I read the book as a junior in Faith Toperoff's English class, I didn't even realize that Jay Gatsby had died.  Sorry, Faith.  But if you're reading, don't worry: I've come a long way since then.)  Anyway, as other fans of this book will recall, Jay Gatsby’s quest to reignite his love with Daisy Buchanan is punctuated by an incredulous declaration: “Can't repeat the past?” he exclaims.  “Why, of course you can!”  So maybe one day I’ll return.  My father did, and I’m grateful for it.


Many of us rightfully take pride in this special community.  After all, it is special precisely because of what each of us has contributed, the truths we have sought, and the sense of connectivity and hope that defines us still.”



The 2021 Graduation Speech Brouhaha (Continued)

Writes Steve Nelson (1958) – “As the first valedictorian of The Wheatley School in 1958, I’d like to comment on the brouhaha over the 2021 graduation speech by Huda Ayaz.  I believe that students have the right to free speech, and that the school administration should not closely police their remarks.  This would reflect best on the values of the school and its students.  However, I hope Ms. Ayaz learned a lesson in referring to the “ethnic cleaning” of the Palestinians.  That is a loaded term that in its more extreme sense can refer to the violent removal of a group of people from a territory, even to the point of genocide.  To accuse Israel of this before an audience with many Jews is sure to provoke a negative and even hostile reaction, as she discovered to her surprise, but should have known.  There certainly is reason to criticize Israelis for mistreatment of Palestinians, and vice versa of course.  But her valid point was lost in the uproar.  As a professional communicator, I’d advise Ms. Ayaz to choose her words more carefully in the future.”


Writes Glenn Gould (1980) – “While I am very sympathetic to the Palestinian cause, I think this it was entirely inappropriate to address this issue in a commencement speech and, surprisingly, no one seems to take issue with the student's choice to include what she must have known would be a very controversial remark.  There has been way too much discussion of freedom of speech and not enough about making considerate choices and exercising discretion.  These days, every analysis of whether conduct is appropriate seems to come down to whether the people were within their rights to do what they did.  That should be the lowest bar, not the only bar.  This reflects a complete breakdown of communitarian values.  Anyone who was taught to think about the community as a whole would not have given this speech.  These values need to be taught.  In this regard, we have failed our children miserably.”



The Pledge of Allegiance Brouhaha (Continued)

Writes Marc Rosen (2006) – “Art, I can comment regarding the whole Pledge of Allegiance debacle.  Yes, they still do the same announcement for it every morning, but even when I attended, participation was not mandatory.  I actually got yelled at by Rosemarie Kurtz (then a Wheatley science teacher) for refusing to stand or recite the Pledge, but I reminded her that I had the right to refuse, and it was dropped then and there.  I remained silent only out of respect for those who chose to participate, but I wouldn't stand still while it was going on if I was in the hallways, either.  I'd continue walking to wherever I was going or remain seated if I wasn't on route.  The most anyone could do was quietly “tut tut” disapprovingly, but any threat made with regards to a student's patriotism would have gone over quite poorly.  Suffice to say that mandatory pledges were ruled unconstitutional back in the 1960s, so at least that's still in effect!”



The School Within a School

Writes Karen Strumpfler Tucker (1962) – “I appreciate your including the link to the New York Times article on Wheatley’s School Within a School.  It’s always interesting to find out about alternatives to things we do every day (like going to high school).  When I was at Wheatley, my main job was to study and graduate.  There is no way my parents would ever have allowed me to choose an alternate to the ONLY way they knew! 





1961 - John Buonocore – Deceased



From an on-line obituary - It is always difficult saying goodbye to someone we love and cherish.  Family and friends must say goodbye to their beloved John D. Buonocore (Westbury, New York), who passed away peacefully at the age of 77, on August 3, 2021.  He was loved and cherished by many people including: his wife Judy; his children, Tara Niewender (Bill) and Travis Buonocore; and his siblings, Fred Buonocore (Joan) and Peggy (Buonocore) Carillo (Wheatley 1966) (Michael).  Cherished poppy of Billy, Christopher, and Ryan Leigh. A mass of Christian burial was held on Friday, August 6th, 2021, at 10:00 AM at the St. Mary's Church (110 Bryant Ave, Roslyn, NY 11576).”  John leaves behind a legacy of many family and friends that will miss him dearly.


Writes Classmate Gene Razzetti – “Remembering John Buonocore: John and I met in the 4th Grade at St. Mary’s School in Roslyn.  He was my first and best friend, introducing me to the other kids and showing me around.  Our mothers hit it off, and our fathers rode the LIRR together from Albertson to Brooklyn and back again for years.  John’s amazing parents, Luke and Julia, were always ready to welcome (and feed) John’s friends.


When we came to Wheatley, together with pals Tony and Tom Conti, I hoped to reciprocate.  I knew just about everyone in my 9th Grade class, thanks to my years on Clover Lane.  But before I knew it, John had met everyone, and everyone liked him immediately.  I only remember two classes that we had together: 11thGrade English (not that many of us could keep the wisecracks flying against Mr. Storm), and Auto Mechanics in our senior year.  Lots of us could take cars apart, but John was one of the few who could put them back together.  And better.


Our paths separated after Wheatley.  John and brother Fred opened a clothing store.  Kid sister Peggy married John’s best pal, Mike Carillo.  I entered the Navy and did not see John again until many years later at a Class Reunion.  John was as warm and funny, and as much in love with wife Judy as ever, although the years were taking their toll.


My deepest condolences to the Buonocore, Carillo, and Conti Families – joined as one for over sixty years. 

Buon cuore” means “a good heart.” What more need be said?”



1963 - Barbara von Philp O’Brien – Remembered By Her Daughter


Alyssa O'Brien, Barbara Von Philp O'Brien's daughter, has asked your webmaster to inform her friends about a Celebration they will have on Saturday, October 9th at 10:00 am:

Hello everyone!  This is Alyssa, Barbara O’Brien's (von Philp) daughter.  I wanted to reach out and thank everyone for their kind thoughts after mom passed away.  Receiving cards from Jeanne Langlois Kull (1963) and Marianne Downey (Lamitola) (1963) was greatly appreciated.  Even though mom’s email account was taken off the email list I am lucky enough to have heard the posts that were shared after she passed, thanks to Phil Christensen from the Class of 1962.  I used to work with his wife Carol and they both became close friends with myself and mom.  So close, in fact, that they came up from NY when it became clear mom only had a few days left.  I must say that Peter Altschuler’s (1965) post made my day, and I have shared the Tuesday Weld comparison many times.  

Wheatley meant a lot to mom.  I remember distinctly going with her to the 25th reunion, and I smiled when I recently came across photos from that weekend.  I had fun getting to know Carol Reese (1963), joking with Rick Berman (1963) and dancing with Jon Bindman (1963).  The Class of 1963 is a special class.  We remained close with Michael (1963) and Susan Sullivan, visiting with them here in Maine and in New Hampshire, and during their time in England.  At the gathering when Susan passed we sat with Dory Fliegel (1963), who shared great stories.  Mom also enjoyed reconnecting with Jeff Jacobs (1963).  

We are having a Celebration of Life for mom on Saturday, October 9th at 10:00.  I know it isn’t likely feasible, but if you would like to come please reach out to me at or 207-793-8044.  Also, if you have a story or thoughts about mom you’d like me to share on your behalf, please get in touch.  If you can’t make it that weekend but will be in the Maine area in the future you are welcome to come by to visit and see her legacy of pottery and our shop.  I would enjoy seeing any of you.


1965 - Glenn Matthesen – Visits Family in the NYC Area


Two men standing in front of a store

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Glenn (L) and son Christopher Matthesen (R)


Writes brother Gary (1968) – “Glenn Matthesen, Class of 1965, now living near Orlando, FL, came up north to visit his son Christopher.  He took in two Mets games while he was here, dragging along little brother Gary, Class of 1968.  Next day was a sailing trip on Christopher's boat moored in Oyster Bay, near Uncle Gary's boat.  Additionally, we did a drive by and met the present owners of our old homestead on Lee Ave in East Williston, before a BBQ at my home in Bellmore.


Glenn beat hurricane Ida by flying north as she hit Louisiana; leaving NYC he flew over her as she approached Long Island. ‘Good timing,’ Glenn.


Glenn remains active buying and selling baseball memorabilia (figures) from his home.  His oldest son is an executive at PCL construction in Orlando.  Think Harry Potter and Legoland in Disney World.  Son Christopher is Beverage Manager in Birdland, the legendary NYC jazz club, where his wife is the General Manager. Go on in and say hello for special ‘Wheatley Wildcats’ treatment.



1967 – Class Photo of Students Whose Last Names Started with “E” through “G”




1st Row, L-R - Rosalie Furfari, Lois Ertel, Debbie Friedman, Helen Feiner, Ellen Frey, Linda Furst, Art Engoron, Lorraine Eisner, Cydney Gershon, Mr. Richard (not a typo) Nixon


2nd Row - Leslie Falkoff, Leslie Freier, Scott Frishman, Joan Forero, Arthur Ernest, Elizabeth Freeman, Barbara Gelberg, James Floria, Stevie Fliegel


Third Row – Charlotte Foster, Dominick Foresto, Michael Frank, Janet Epstein, Richard Friedman, Scott Geery, Mark Friedberg, Lee Fein, Steve Galan, Phil Fea



1967 – More Mini Reunion Photos – Lorraine Eisner, Lee Fein, Robert Hecht, Merrill Stanton



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Clockwise from Front-Left:  Kathy Hecht, Lee Fein, Sharon Barros (Fein), Barry Fitelson, Lorraine Eisner Fitelson, Robert Hecht


A person and person posing for a picture

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Barry and Lorraine Eisner Fitelson


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Lee Fein and Sharon Barros


Merrill Stanton and Robert Hecht.


1967 – Linda Dimmler LaBarca – Linda Rocks!

Linda Dimmler LaBarca and husband Joe LaBarca


Writes Linda - “Dear Wildcats, I want to share my 50th wedding anniversary celebration.  Joe and I made it to 50 years together on September 5th, 2021.  We celebrated with our family at Cooperidge Inn in Riverhead.”

Writes Phil Fea (1967) - "Congratulations ðŸū Here’s to the next 50! ðŸĨ‚"

 Writes Scott Frishman (1967) – My wife Linda and I also celebrated our 50 th Anniversary on Sept 5.  We were in Charleston, South Carolina.

Writes Howard Senft (1967) – “Congratulations!  Just another 50 to go!”

Writes Joseph Tartaglia (1967) – “Congratulations on 50 years, that’s a wonderful milestone on being Married TogetherðŸū and may you have a long and beautiful time together ðŸ’˜



1967 – Man in the News



1967 – Art Engoron – With His Band of Brothers

Writes Art – “I’m second from the left, in the blue striped shirt.  My buddy Scott is to my left, in the yellow shirt, and his brother Keith is sitting across from him, in the dark shirt.  The photo was taken in the Thom Thom Restaurant in Wantagh, September 2021.



1967 – Scott Frishman – Take Me Out to the Ball Game

Writes Scott – “Our Senior Year Recreation League softball teams were the Dills, No ’Tition (as in “no competition”), the Golgis (as in “Reticulum”), and the TrolleyCarls (after classmate/organizer/captain Carl Wirth).  Peter Kaplan, Steve Galan, and I were on the Dills.  Our buddy Kenny Hare was on the TrolleyCarls.”



1967 and 1969 – Steve Presti and Rhoda Garfinkel – Successful Son is Doing Well and Doing Good!



1967 – George Short – A Broken Arm in First Grade

Writes George – “Hey Art, You and I were both in Marie Doran’s first-grade class at North Side in 1955-56.  I haven’t thought about that class in 65 years ðŸ˜€.  That was the time I took a shortcut over the wall and fence in the NW corner of the King Kullen Shopping Center on Jericho Turnpike.  My pants got caught on the fence, flipped me over, and I fell six or so feet, landing on a manhole cover on the other side of the wall.  I broke my arm…ouch!…and had a heavy plaster cast for months!  Take care and be well, George”



1967 – Jack Wolf – Salsa Dance Lesson By the Master, August 2021

Jack teaching Art Engoron (in Wheatley T-shirt) the moves.



1967 – Jill Simon Forte – Great Wheatley-Wheatley Marriage Going Strong

Writes Jill  – “Bob Forte (1965) and I are in our 52nd year of marriage, but 56 years togetherness, if you count our years in Wheatley… so even though I didn’t use the Wheatley years for education ðŸ˜‰, I got something even better, not to mention great times following Bob through the halls to tell him how great he was playing with his band in the Varsity Review (with me bopping in the front row ðŸĪŠðŸĪĢðŸĪĢðŸĪĢðŸĪĢ).  And thanks to Facebook I have been in touch with kids from school that I wouldn’t otherwise still have as friends .   Hugs to all.”



1968 – Mark Gross (L) and Tony Squire (R) – Love and Loss


Writes Mark – “Arthur…I lost my dear friend over two years ago.  This picture was taken in 1969. Stay well. Mark”



1970 – Cathy Gerson - Survivor

Writes Cathy – “We are survivors.  In 1976, while in Jamaica Plains, Mass., we lived in a factory loft.  It burned to the ground.  We had no insurance, lost everything, including our cats; we were lucky to get out alive.  After that, this current crisis seems not so bad.  It’s all relative.  Besides the flood, we have never been happier.  I’m so proud to have gone to Wheatley.”



1968 – Gary Kenton – Author of Book about Rock & Roll on Television

Writes Gary – “My book on the History of Rock 'n' Roll on Television was published last year, but it's getting a (very) little bit of attention recently.  Below is a copy of the book cover, some info. about the book, and some reactions to it.  You can reach me by email -- -- or on my landline -- (336) 676-5719.  Transmission and Transgression: The History of Rock 'n' Roll on Television is available thru Amazon.  Local bookstores can order it upon request.  It ain't cheap…..but I had no say in the pricing.

 The intersection of rock ‘n’ roll and television has not been adequately studied.  Even within the body of scholarship regarding rock ‘n’ roll music, television has generally been viewed as a static rather than a dynamic factor in the development of rock music and the generation that grew up with it.

The advent of rock ‘n’ roll in the 1950s represented a musical and cultural revolution, but it also inspired a wave of paranoia and repression, which the author calls “rockaphobia.”  One of the hypotheses of this book is that the interplay between rock ‘n’ roll and television in the 1950s played a significant role in alienating the baby boomers from the mainstream, motivating them to create their own counter-cultural identity, and that this social migration delineated the boundaries that would later be identified as “the generation gap.”

This book utilizes a Media Ecology approach to explore these themes:

Ø  The inherent sociological, technological, and aesthetic tensions and incompatibilities that made the presentation of rock ‘n’ roll on television problematic from the outset.

Ø  The attempts on the part of the television industry to marginalize and sanitize rock ‘n’ roll while simultaneously exploiting it to reach a youth market.

Ø  The evolution of rock music from a romantic expression of youth culture into a truly counter-cultural force that informed, invigorated, and embodied the political upheaval of the 1960s.

Ø  The pattern of marginalization of youth culture in American society.

Ø  The pervasive influence of technology in American society.


·        Praise for Transmission and Transgression:


·        “Jean Baudrillard rubs shoulders with Soupy Sales in Gary Kenton’s encyclopedic history and indictment of television’s emasculation of rock ‘n’ roll.  Anyone who rushed home from school to watch American Bandstand, stayed up late to catch Midnight Special, or glommed onto MTV will revisit old memories in Transmission & Transgression, find new food for thought, and discover the missing link between Alan Freed and Andy Warhol.”


·        -- Ken Emerson is the author of Always Magic in the Air: The Bomp and Brilliance of the Brill Building Era and Doo Dah! Stephen Foster and the Rise of American Popular Culture. 


·        “The baby boomer generation is largely defined by two media revolutions: the beginning of the television industry in 1948 and the rise of the popular music industry starting in 1955 – the latter assisted by the ways in which radio, in the face of television’s cultural onslaught, was reinvented into a local and short-form medium for music promotion.  Of course, much has been made of the consequence of television, while scholarly analyses of popular music's influence have been few and far between – something scholars like Gary Kenton find unfortunate and nearsighted and have sought to remedy.  This book by Kenton, however, offers something more, and something no one has offered before.  It is a superb, welcomed examination of the interrelationship between these two defining media of the boomer generation, but with emphasis on how popular music has impacted the boomers in a more pronounced and profound way than television ever did.”


·        -- Thom Gencarelli is Co-Editor of Baby Boomers and Popular Culture: An Inquiry into America’s Most Powerful Generation and founding chair of the Communication Department at ManhattanCollege. 


·        “Gary Kenton combines a rock journalist’s knowhow with scholarly erudition in this engrossing study of the intersection of television and rock ‘n’ roll.  His fascinating thesis is that when rock ‘n’ roll emerged in the 1950s, its presentation on American TV generated rock mania among teenagers and “rockaphobia” among adults, planting the seeds for the 1960s generation gap.  Kenton fills a crucial hole in the literature, uncovering the roots of the “condescension and contempt” with which rock ‘n’ roll was depicted on TV, particularly in its portrayal of minority artists. Transmission & Transgression is a pioneering work of media ecology for anyone wanting to understand rock ‘n’ roll through the lens of the often-disapproving television camera.”


·        -- Parke Puterbaugh is a lifelong music journalist, former senior editor for Rolling Stone magazine and longtime consultant for the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame and Museum. His latest book is Phish: The Biography.




1971 – Class Reunion Picnic 



1972 – Susan French Congero – Two Tough Years, But Brightness Shines

Writes Susan – “This has been one of the hardest two years of my life, with this terrible virus.  May God help us find a way to overcome such illness everywhere.  On a BRIGHTER note, my husband, Phil, and I are doing well.  Now married 40 years and still in love.  No children, just rescue pets, who are my children.  Take care and be safe, love to all our writers and readers.”



1975 – Daniel H. Weiss – Portrayed on the Campus of George Washington University



1976 – Felice Greenbaum Berger- Remembering 9/11/2001

Writes Felice – “For those of us that worked downtown that fateful day 20 years ago, we never forget the shoes, the airplane parts, the body parts, the jumpers, the sounds, the smells and toxic dust that we tried to run from.  We are the survivors.  I also lost my fiancé David Agnes that day and watched briefly in awe as his building, Tower 1, started to fall in front of me.  I grabbed a co-worker’s hand as we exited BNYMELLON’s Greenwich Street building and began to run a sprint in heels, dressed for work.  With my heart breaking, all I could think about was staying alive to see my family.  I am blessed that I made it home.  I saw Matt marry Elyse and have Piper and Ethan.  David did not.  He was 46 and didn’t see his daughter marry and have children.  I know I have an angel watching over me and protecting me always.  Life goes on, but the memories stay. Find peace and solace today. Be thoughtful and kind and remember with your heart. ðŸ’•



1978 – Scott Beaulieu – Deceased (Predeceased by Brother Todd Beaulieu (1980))

Writes Classmate Glenn Marvel – “Scott was living in Brooklyn, NY, and passed away at home on 5/26/2021.  He worked in IT consulting and project management.


He was a true friend who would do anything for anyone at any time!  He is survived by his mom Barbara, wife Susan, and daughters Sara, Rachel, and Daisy.  His girls were the center of his focus and his life. 


I will always remember the many unbelievable times we had!  He was a big fan of the Yanks, Jets, Genesis, and Monty Python!  He will be missed terribly, but I have many great, fond memories.  RIP”



1982 – Mary Ann Behan – Deceased

Writes brother Thomas (1976) – “Unfortunately, I have some sad news: my sister, Mary Ann Behan, Class of 1982, passed away on 8/16/21.  She had recently retired as a manager for National Grid and resided in Long Island City, N.Y.  God Rest her Soul.🙏  Respectfully submitted; Thomas Behan, Class of 1976.”


Writes Art Engoron – “When Mary Ann retired two years ago, she wrote, in Newsletter # 40, “Goodbye tension; hello pension,” a memorable line.



1989 – Alexander Tisch – State Supreme Court Justice Receives a High Honor

Writes Art Engoron (1967) – My judicial colleagues and I recently voted Alex, who has had a meteoric career (mine has been laggard by comparison) as Chair of the Board of Justices of the 1st Judicial District of New York State, which encompasses Manhattan (NY County) Supreme Court.  Congrats, Alex.  We look forward to your leadership.”



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Fan Mail


Faculty (Gerry Pagliaro) – “I enjoy reading about my former students and colleagues.  You have done and still do a fabulous job!”


1962 (Karen Strumpfler Tucker) – “As usual, it was great reading the Wheatley School Alumni Association Newsletter.”


1965 (Hank Alpert) – “One of my favorite reads is your wonderful newsletter.” 


1965 (Andy Doyle) – “Thanks for keeping our memories of Wheatley alive.”


1967 (Scott Frishman) – “Great newsletter, as usual, and thanks so much for including our recent photograph👍


1967 (Rich Holub) – “I always enjoy reading the Newsletter.”


1967 (Jill Simon Forte) – “As usual, I enjoyed this reminder of days of old.  Thanks to everyone who keeps things going.”


1968 (Gary Kenton) – “Thanks, as always, for all the Wheatley news, warts and all.”


1969 (Donald Cohen) – “Great job as always, Art, in bringing the past and present together.  Keep up the good work.”


1970 (Cathy Gerson) – “I am so grateful for all you do to keep the Wheatley experience alive.”


1970 (Charles Rosenzweig) – “Art, Thank you for your efforts in keeping the Wheatley Wildcats together over these many years.  I always look forward to the newsletter and other communications and appreciate the time and efforts they necessarily entail.  And please send my best to your brother Frank. I remember him as a great guy and musician.”


1972 (Susan French Congero) – “Arthur, Keep up the good work.  I so enjoy the good news on our classmates.  But sad to hear of all the passings.”


1972 (Debra Soffer Beilin) “Thanks for all you do so well.”


1974 (Joseph Cialeo) – “Hi Art.  I enjoy getting your newsletters.  I appreciate you keeping us informed about all things Wheatley.”


1976 (Thomas Behan) – “Arthur, Thanks for providing the alumni with the newsletter.”

1978 (Glenn Marvel) – “Love your work!  Enjoy the stories of so many.  Thanks for all the hard work!”


1980 (Glenn Gould) – “Thanks, Art.  I love these Newsletters.”


1988 (Alison Reyher Papalia) – “Thanks, Art.  I always enjoy reading about Wheatley, past and present.”



That’s it for The Wheatley School Alumni Association Newsletter # 63.  Please send me your autobiography before someone else sends me your obituary.

Arthur Fredericks Engoron

The Wheatley School Class of 1967