| FACULTY
EMERITI |
John
B. Hawes III
Lexington, Mass.; Sept. 13, 2002
The Bulletin staff learned shortly before press time of the death
of faculty emeritus John Hawes ’28. His obituary will appear
in the winter Bulletin.
Sybil
Z. Wise
Jamaica Plain, Mass.; Sept. 14, 2002
Sybil Zulalian Wise, a teacher, devoted wife and mother and a beloved
figure on the Andover campus for more than three decades, died of
breast cancer on Sept. 14 at her home in Jamaica Plain, Mass., surrounded
by her family. She was 67.
After graduating from Wheelock College in 1956, She moved to Northfield,
Mass., with her husband, Kelly Wise, who had accepted an appointment
to the English department at the Mount Hermon School. In 1966 the
family moved to Phillips Academy, where Kelly began a career in the
English department, and Sybil, while raising their three children,
created a home away from home for hundreds of students. Kids who landed
in the Wises’ dorm were especially lucky, as Sybil was known
for her excellent cooking and her caring, loving and generous nature.
She also worked as an administrative assistant in the school’s
music department in the late 1970s.
She began teaching kindergarten at The Pike School in Andover in 1980,
and, as a Boston Globe obituary noted, “quickly earned a reputation
as an outgoing, nurturing educator” and child advocate. The Wises’
close friend and PA’s retired dean of faculty Philip Zaeder told
the reporter, “Her own delight in life really opened up children’s
capacity for delight.” She retired in 1999 and moved with her
husband to Jamaica Plain the next year.
Wise enjoyed a well-deserved reputation on the Phillips Academy campus,
where with warmth and flamboyant style she hosted elegant, stylish
parties with delicious gourmet specialties. Everyone asked for her
recipes.
“She was a feisty woman, gorgeous in her flowing robes, earthy
and expansive,” Carole Braverman, of PA’s English department,
said. She also noted, "Even in an illness that she wrestled with
so bravely, Sybil was always ready to take on the world."
In addition to her husband, Kelly, Wise leaves two daughters, Jocelyn
’80 and Lydia Cunningham ’86, a son, Adam ’83, and
a grandson. A memorial service was held in Cochran Chapel on Oct.
5. The family has requested donations be made to Bideac-Mark Huberman
Research Fund in memory of Sybil Z. Wise, Beth Israel Deaconess Medical
Center, 330 Brookline Ave., Boston MA 02215.
—Paula Trespas |
| ABBOT
AND PHILLIPS |
1925
Alice Hougen Ball
Rancho Santa Fe, Calif.;
Dec. 19, 2000
1928
Priscilla White Evans
Wakefield, Mass.; Aug. 31, 2001
1929
Stephen H. Stackpole
New Canaan, Conn.; Aug. 13, 2002
Harriet Gilmore Yoh
Greenwood, S.C.; July 27, 2002
1931
W. Ledyard Mitchell
Grosse Pointe, Mich.; June 30, 2002
1932
William O. Boswell
Bethesda, Md.; Aug. 8, 2002
Robert B. Lincoln
Key Largo, Fla.; Aug. 29, 1998
William L. Taggart Jr.
Grand Rapids, Mich.; June 6, 2002
James W. Wells
Las Vegas, Nev.; Oct. 24, 2001
1934
Cassandra Kinsman Coburn
Walpole, Mass.; July 17, 2002
Rockwell Keeney Jr.
Longmeadow, Mass.; June 30, 2002
1935
Anne Hurlburt Bradley
Boulder, Colo.; Jan. 4, 2002
Mary Barlow Hinshaw
Chatham, Mass.; Oct. 31, 2001
1936
John O. Mullen
Tampa, Fla.; July 17, 2002
1938
Norma Forsyth Williams
Pass Christian, Miss.; June 8, 2002
1941
Calvert C. Pratt Jr.
St John’s, Newfoundland, Canada; March 8, 2000
1942
David P. Conroy
New York, N.Y.; June 1, 2002
1943
Donald L. Wallace
New York, N.Y.; May 9, 2002
1944
John P. Sweeney
New York, N.Y.; Feb. 28, 2002
1945
David E. Manning Sr.
Glastonbury, Conn.; July 11, 2002
1946
Henry F. Stoltmann
Wellesley, Mass.; July 2, 2002
1947
Mary L. White
Sangerville, Maine; July 22, 2002
1949
Justin W. Dart Jr.
Washington, D.C.; June 22, 2002
Justin Dart died on June 22 from pneumonia and the aftereffects of
polio. While he didn’t graduate from PA, Justin was with us for
his junior and lower years. Overall, he attended six private schools.
As he told me, “I wasn’t a very good student, but I had
a lot of fun.”
At age 18, he contracted polio, which paralyzed his legs and left
him confined to a wheelchair for the rest of his life. This disability
daunted neither his vibrant enthusiasm nor his rebellious spirit.
Justin entered the University of Houston and in three years graduated
with both a B.A. degree and a master’s degree in politics and
history. With a burgeoning interest in cross-ethnic relationships,
Justin organized a meeting of white and black students at the university
to promote racial harmony. After his first marriage he entered the
University of Texas Law School, but again the rebel dropped out after
a year to open a bowling alley.
In 1962 he sold his bowling business, divorced and moved to Japan.
He started Japan Tupperware, Inc., a subsidiary of his family’s
Rexall drugstore chain. Using only women as sales personnel and promoting
them to executive positions, he expanded the company from three employees
to 25,000 in a two-year period. After an argument with other executives
who insisted on substituting American males in positions occupied
by Japanese women, he left the company. Following a brief stint in
another business in Japan, and another failed marriage, he returned
to the United States in 1974.
Prior to this, however, his life had begun to change. In 1963, he
met Yoshiko Saji, whom he later married and who became his life partner.
In 1966 Justin and Yoshiko visited Vietnam. There they became concerned
about the treatment of street orphans, most of whom died of starvation.
They vowed to devote the rest of their lives to helping others.
In 1968, they founded a program to help young, disabled Japanese women
discriminated against in their own country and unable to gain top-level
education or jobs. Many of these young women went to the United States
for schooling, and, when Justin and Yoshiko returned home, the women
were put up in the Darts’ own home. The program continues to
this day.
Beginning in 1974 in Seattle and continuing in Texas, where they moved
in 1978, Justin and Yoshiko became active in the U.S. disability rights
movement. In 1982, President Reagan appointed Justin to the National
Council on Disabilities. In 1985, he and Yoshiko moved to Washington
to lobby full-time for legislation to end discrimination against the
disabled. In his wheelchair, with his cowboy boots and his trademark,
battered cowboy hat, Justin was a familiar sight in the capitol corridors,
buttonholing congressmen and senators.
In July 1990 President George Bush ’42 signed the Americans with
Disabilities Act, with more than 3,000 people with disabilities in
attendance and with Justin on the podium with the president. Although
many people helped to promote this legislation, it is fair to say
Justin was the most significant catalyst. In recognition of this contribution,
in January 1998 President Clinton awarded Justin the Presidential
Medal of Freedom, the nation’s highest non-military honor.
In 1999, I went to Washington to see Justin. We had a wonderful visit
and reminisced about playing together on the Gauls club championship
football team. He remembered a number of dorm mates, especially Jim
McLane.
Justin had suffered a heart attack shortly before I saw him, so after
the visit I called him a few times to stay in touch. He regretted
being unable to attend our 50th Reunion, but his medical condition
prevented him from traveling. After each invitation to a class dinner,
mini-reunion or whatever, I would receive a personal note from Justin,
always with best wishes to our class. After Justin died, Yoshiko told
me that, even though he had never graduated from a prep school, he
was extremely proud to be included as a member of the Andover Class
of 1949. We should be doubly proud of him.
In addition to his wife, Justin is survived by five daughters from
his two previous marriages, 11 grandchildren and two great-grandchildren.
—Barry Phelps ’49
Richard B. Fielding
Millersville, Md.; Aug. 31, 2002
A longtime resident of the Washington, D.C., area, Dick Fielding had
suffered from heart problems for a few weeks and had entered the George
Washington University Hospital before dying of a massive heart attack
there. Dick and I had roomed together at our PA mini-reunion held
in April in Williamsburg, Va., where we had a chance to talk and tour
Jamestown and the Yorktown battlefield together.
Dick graduated from Tufts University and entered the Navy via the
Officers Candidate School program. Although he majored in biology
and chemistry in college, he took many language courses. A natural
linguist, he credited Dr. Grew at PA for developing his interest in
languages. Eventually he became fluent in French, Spanish, German
and Turkish and, through training with the Navy, fluent as an interpreter
in Russian.
In the Navy, Dick gravitated toward intelligence, forsaking a second
tour of fleet duty after 11 years and transferring to the ready reserve.
He continued active naval service with the National Security Agency.
When he retired in 1993, he had 40 years of government service, 24
with the Navy and the balance with the National Security Agency, where
his work was classified. As Lucy, his widow, said, “I learned
quickly that, when he came home from work, I couldn’t say, ‘What
did you do today, dear?’” However, with his background in
cryptology, three years’ service in Istanbul and language capabilities
in both Russian and Turkish, it was undoubtedly exciting work.
Despite the demands of his profession, Dick seems to have been a non-stop
doer. After a short, unsuccessful marriage, he met Lucy Gibson, and
they were married on Dec. 28, 1968. Raising a son and two daughters
with Lucy, Dick still found time to engage in four virtually full-time
activities. He was a long-time volunteer with Habitat for Humanity.
His son, Scott, recounted Dick’s vigorous nail pounding as the
two of them shingled a roof. Fittingly, he received the prestigious
“hammer” award for his long service with Habitat.
Using his language training, he worked for years in his church’s
tutoring program for French and Spanish students. He also “adopted”
many of the Hispanic families for whom he refurbished Habitat houses.
He spoke with pride of the satisfaction he felt when assisting poor
families through the maze of obtaining their first mortgage or helping
them find jobs. He served for years as an elder in his church and
was active in researching his genealogy and in the Annapolis Woodworking
Guild. He was named one of Anne Arundel County’s “Most Beautiful
Persons” for his devotion to community activities.
With Lucy, he was a devoted husband and parent. Daughter Holly recounted
many happy skiing vacations in Vermont and Colorado with her dad.
All the children seem to have picked up his sense of non-sibi. He
also had a wry sense of humor. His daughter Corrie and wife Lucy recounted
their last visit with Dick on Aug. 30. While “trapped” in
the hospital, he’d had nothing to do but watch TV soap operas.
With his military-trained analytical mind, he had thoroughly dissected
each show, regaling his wife and daughter with a satirical breakdown
of the plot lines. He died early the next morning.
After retiring in 1993, Dick continued to put his intelligence career
experience to use as a volunteer with the Anne Arundel County Police
Department. As a crime analyst, he helped to establish patterns and
trends in the high-density drug trafficking then endemic in the Baltimore–Washington
area. He also promoted and improved the coordination of anti-drug
efforts with several county and police law enforcement agencies as
well as the FBI and Drug Enforcement Agency. In addition, he helped
to increase the emphasis of several of these agencies on drug treatment
and prevention. The cumulative results of these efforts were highly
significant. While Dick is gone, these important programs—improved
greatly by his involvement—remain as an impressive legacy.
—Barry Phelps ’49
Donald J. Sutherland
Glen Head, N.Y.; Aug. 10, 2002
Don “Suds” Sutherland died of cancer on Aug. 10 at his home
on Long Island. While fighting the disease for more than two years,
he hid his difficulties from most of his classmates. I talked with
him about some business matters three weeks before he died, and he
was as cheerful as ever. His voice was firm, his sense of humor intact,
and he gave no hint as to his real situation.
After Andover, Princeton, naval service and Harvard Business School,
Suds worked for the Dahlstrom Company, for McKinsey & Company
and for New Court Securities. Following New Court, Suds started his
own business buying small companies, many of which were financially
troubled, building them up and selling them. With leveraged financing
provided by professional investors, he was in some respects a pioneer
of the later leveraged buy-out surge. His business was highly successful,
enabling him to make major contributions to Andover, Princeton and
a variety of other charitable causes.
Despite his business success and his non sibi contributions to Andover
as head class agent, a co-agent and a member of the Andover Development
Board, Suds’ loyalty to his friends and family is even more a
measure of the man. Throughout his business career, our late classmate
Si Spengler was his attorney and confidant. No one in attendance can
forget Suds’ moving and heartfelt tribute at Si’s memorial
service. In turn, old school friends were in conspicuous attendance
at Suds’ services; all seven pallbearers at his funeral were
classmates from Andover and Princeton. At a reception at the Creek
Club following the services, Suds’ former Andover roommate Quint
Anderson gave a moving tribute.
Soon after his death, I spoke with Denise, Don’s widow, and with
each of his children about his role as a husband and father. After
his first marriage ended in divorce, he remained extremely close to
his four children from that marriage, daughters Paige, Shelly and
Julie, and son Donald Jr. Then, while serving as chairman of the board
of the Joffrey Ballet Company, he met Denise Jackson, the company’s
prima ballerina. They were married in 1985. Daughter Paige followed
her father’s educational path, graduating from Andover, Class
of 1977, Princeton and the Harvard Business School. Son Conor, born
in 1987 to Suds and Denise, is our official “class baby.”
All the children remember their father’s sense of humor—often
so wry or subtle that a particular remark didn’t register immediately.
His humor even spilled over to one of his favorite hobbies, collecting.
His collections ranged from the serious—paintings by renowned
American Impressionists—to the more banal: miniature liquor bottles,
soaps and bags of peanuts acquired on airline trips. Don was also
one of the world’s more enthusiastic party givers. As Paige said,
no excuse for a party went unheeded, especially if it was a child’s
significant birthday. Both Don and Denise were enthusiastic world
travelers. The parties often included a trip for the whole family
and gradually expanded to include aunts, uncles and various cousins.
Paige reported that the last trip—a Caribbean cruise—included
no less than 17 people.
Dinners at the Sutherland house were always lively affairs with children,
guests and other visitors. Favorite topics began with politics and
moved on to world affairs and history. A steadfast democrat and liberal,
Don was usually alone in that regard or at least substantially outnumbered.
Quint Anderson observed that some of his friends suspected Don was
secretly a closet conservative who enjoyed needling his establishment
friends. (He was a very skilled “needler” who thoroughly
relished the role!)
Many in our class came to know both Denise and Conor through their
regular attendance at PA reunions. With his affairs in order, Don
passed away peacefully, surrounded by Denise and his children. While
we grieve and miss our Suds, it is nice to know that Conor is now
a member of the PA Class of 2006. We all wish him great success.
In addition to his wife and children, Don leaves a brother, Robert
Sutherland ’51.
—Barry Phelps ’49
1950
Gloria Yoffa Portnoy
Boynton Beach, Fla.; Sept. 2, 2002
1951
M. Donald Cardwell
Hartford, Conn.; July 31, 2002
1953
Quincy A. Ayscue Sr.
Norfolk, Va.; July 8, 2002
Theodore R. Gamble Jr.
Carmel Valley, Calif.
1954
Leon C. Gane
Thomaston, Maine; Aug. 31, 2001
1967
Greg Bruce
Capistrano Beach, Calif.; Aug. 6, 2002
1977
David E. Choquette
North Scituate, R.I.; July 17, 2002 |
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