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10-20-2007, 02:01 PM
Wanda L. Goetzinger
Wanda L. Goetzinger
Wanda L. Goetzinger, 50, of Dubuque Nursing and Rehab Center, formerly of 603 Graf Road, Durango, Iowa, died Sunday, Oct. 14, 2007, at The Finley Hospital, Dubuque.

Private family services will be held today. Burial will be in Linwood Cemetery. Friends may call from 5 to 7 p.m. today at Siegert-Casper Colonial Funeral Home, 390 N. Grandview Ave., Dubuque.

She was born on July 14, 1957, in Dubuque, daughter of Gene J. and Elizabeth A. (Berger) Goetzinger. Wanda was a resident of Durango all her life. She was a Hempstead High School graduate.

Wanda had worked for Lund Manufacturing.

She was a Kevin Harvick fan and a huge Chicago Bears fan. Wanda loved gardening and flowers.

On Sunday evening, Wanda lost her courageous battle with Lou Gehrig's disease.

Surviving are her father, Gene Goetzinger; a sister, Tina (Rob) Breiner, of Graf, Iowa; four brothers, Sam Goetzinger, Gene Goetzinger and Mark (Rita) Goetzinger, all of Graf, and Brian (Julie) Goetzinger, of Maquoketa, Iowa; and nieces and nephews.

She was preceded in death by her mother, Elizabeth A. (Berger) Goetzinger.

A Wanda Goetzinger Memorial Fund has been established.

Online condolences may be left for the family at info@egelhofsiegertcasper.com.

The family wishes to extend a special thank-you to the nurses and staff at Dubuque Nursing and Rehab and The Finley Hospital.

10-20-2007, 02:15 PM
Grauer, Donald E.

Donald E. Grauer, 69, of 1315 Kirkwood Ave., Iowa City, died Saturday, Oct. 13, 2007, in Mercy, Iowa City, from complications of Lou Gehrig's disease. Mass of
Christian Burial will be held at 10 a.m. Tuesday at St. Wenceslaus Catholic Church
with the Rev. Michael Phillips officiating. Visitation will be held from 4:30 to 8 p.m. today at Lensing Funeral Service, Iowa City, where a parish wake service will be held at 4 p.m. Burial will be in Memory Gardens Cemetery, Iowa City. Memorials can be directed to St. Wenceslaus Catholic Church, Iowa City Hospice or the ALS Foun
dation (Lou Gehrig's Disease Research).

Don was born Aug. 6, 1938, the son of George and Marie (Haman) Grauer. He graduated from Tiffin High School in 1957. He married Delores Irving on July 29, 1967. He loved the great outdoors, especially his favorite fishing holes and
auto racing.

Survivors include his wife, Delores; three children, Kevin Grauer of Iowa City, Jean
Grauer of West Des Moines, and R. Christine Grauer-Hirt of Coralville; two grandchildren, MacGwire Hirt and Gabrielle Hirt; and four sisters, Hazel (Bud) Schropp of Cedar Rapids, Marianne Tresnak of Denver, Iowa, Audrey Kosina of Brighton, and Eileen (Larry) Jiras of Oxford.

He was preceded in death by his parents and one brother.

Online condolences may be directed to www.lensingfuneral.com

10-20-2007, 04:16 PM
Donald Keith Bills

Donald Keith Bills, 54, of Hollidaysburg, died Thursday, Oct. 18, 2007, in the Altoona Regional Health Center from complications of Lou Gehrig's disease.

Born June 14, 1953, in Clarion, he was the son of the late Donald R. Bills and Shirley A. Bills.

He was a graduate of Clarion Area High School and served in the U.S. Navy for three years aboard the U.S.S. Nimitz and the U.S.S. America during the Vietnam era.

Mr. Bills was of the Catholic faith.

In his earlier years he was employed at Owens-Illinois, the Clarion Holiday Inn and Martin's Independent.

Mr. Bills was an avid sports fan, particularly enjoying the Cleveland Indians and Pittsburgh Steelers.

He was married to Judith Prevish Bills, who preceded him in death.

Mr. Bills is survived by four stepchildren, Tom Prevish of Trafford, Dave Prevish of Redman, Ore., Leslie Prevish of Milwaukee, Wis., and Kate Holser of Darlington; one sister and one brother, Michele E. Bills and J. Douglas Bills, both of Clarion; two uncles, Richard E. Bills and his wife, Sarah, of St. Marys, and Robert L. Bills of New Jersey; and one aunt, Kaye Snyder of Clarion.

The Goble Funeral Home and Crematory of Clarion is in charge of arrangements, and there will be no visitation.

A private memorial service will be held at a later date.

Interment will be in Clarion Cemetery.

10-20-2007, 04:31 PM
Hello, My name is Laurie. I am Pez's wife. Most of you know him as this, but his name is Tom. Tom enjoyed communicating with everyone so it is with great sadness that I share the news of his passing. Tom fought a good fight and never lost his sense of humor. He taught many of his family and friends how to make the most of every day. He considered briefly having a trach, but never wanted to go that route. Tom went on hospice in the middle of June. Unfortunately, his strength faded quickly over the summer. After an arduous and courageous battle with ALS, Tom passed away on August 28th around 6:42 pm. Under hospice supervision, Tom began palliative sedation that morning. In layman's terms, with certain medicines he went into a deep sleep. Then nature took over from there. This way he did not have to consciously struggle with choking or not being able to breathe, which were his greatest fears. Tom said that we all have to leave this world someway, this is the way he wanted to go. Tom was very peaceful and comfortable and in no pain. He did not suffer at all. The hospice team was wonderful, and they took great care of Tom. Risa (our daughter) and I were with him all the way through as well. As he lived his life with dignity and grace, he also died with dignity and grace. Tom and I were together for 29 years. We were able to celebrate our 25th anniversary last December. I quit my job shortly after that to become his caregiver full time. I feel very fortunate to have been able to do this, and I would do it all over again. I love him and miss him so much. Please keep Tom in your thoughts and prayers. With love and peace to you all. ~Laurie~ To laugh often and much; To win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children; To earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends; To appreciate beauty, to find the best in others; To leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch, or redeemed social condition; To know that even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded - Ralph Waldo Emerson


Alan Burton (Vacaville)
Alan left us yesterday (Oct 17, 2007) in mid afternoon. He was
peaceful and simply went to sleep. His daughter Debbie and his
stepdaughter Sue were taking care along with Anne, Alan's wife.
He finished his last book.
Canary Burton


Hello! I'm Rusty Staup and I am writing to inform you that my father PapJr passed away Thursday evening at 9:15 PM. He went quietly. He will be at Melenyzer's funeral home (1008 Furlong Ave. Roscoe PA. 15477) Sunday the 14th from 6 to 8 PM., Monday the 15th at 2 to 4 & 6 to 8. The funeral will be at the Roscoe Presbyterian Church at 11:00 AM on Tuesday the 16th.


10-21-2007, 04:11 PM
Wanda McFarland

Wanda McFarland

Nov. 24, 1938 Oct. 20, 2007

Wanda (Fletcher) McFarland, 68, Anderson, passed away at home after a courageous battle with Lou Gehrigs disease (ALS).

She was born Nov. 24, 1938, in Burkesville, Ky., and had lived in Anderson most of her life. She retired from Guide Lamp in July 1999 after 23 years of employment.

She was a member of Eastview Church of the Nazarene and UAW Local 663.

She loved NASCAR, especially Dale Earnhardt Sr. and Jr., as well as cooking and cooking shows. She enjoyed her family and being home most of all with her beloved dog Queenie.

She is survived by her husband of 47 years, Gerald McFarland of Anderson; three sons, Gary (companion, Traci Vermillion) McFarland of Anderson, Troy (wife, Sheryl) McFarland of Middletown, and Todd (wife, Emily) McFarland of Anderson; sister, Patty (husband, Phil) Wikle of Anderson; five grandchildren, Kayla Davis, Amber McFarland, Megan McFarland, Derek Hudson, and Seth McFarland; aunts and uncles, Edward and Imogene Garrett and Larry and Barbara Hiatt, all of Anderson; aunts, Ruth Fletcher of Burkesville, Ky., and Bessie Hazelbaker of Anderson; sister-in-law, Odetta McFarland of Anderson; and two nieces, Brenda (husband, Ron) Scott and Janice Nicholson, all of Anderson.

She was preceded in death by her parents, Clifton and Lilla Mae Fletcher.

The family wishes to thank the staff of Saint Johns Medical Center and Community Hospital Extended Care Unit, along with Community Home Health Services (Hospice).

Services will be conducted at 11 a.m. Wednesday at Brown-Butz-Diedring Funeral Home with Rev. Thomas Chapman officiating. Burial will be in Vinson Cemetery, Summitville.

Visitation will be 4-8 p.m. Tuesday at the funeral home.

Memorial contributions may be made to Community Home Health Services.

10-21-2007, 04:32 PM
Melvin R. "Little Pro" Littles Sr.
Melvin R. "Little Pro" Littles, Sr.

Melvin R. "Little Pro" Littles, Sr., 70, formerly of Harrisburg, passed away on Tuesday, August 28, 2007 of Lou Gehrig's Disease (ALS) in Lithonia, GA.
He was born in Tallahassee, FL on April 27, 1937, to Allen Ransom and the late Mattie Woody.
He attended the city schools and Florida A & M University of Tallahassee, FL. Melvin was a U.S. Marine Corps veteran and retired from Commonwealth of PA State Lottery in 1995. He was a member of American Legion Post 733 of Harrisburg. Melvin was an avid golfer and bowler.
He is survived by his children, Gail Littles of Tallahassee, FL; Melvin R. "Randy" Littles, Jr. and friend, Joanne of Philadelphia, PA; Natalie A. Littles of Orlando, FL; Eric Littles Bush and wife, Brenda of Tallahassee, FL; and twins, April & Alicia Littles of Lithonia, GA; six grandchildren, one step-brother and two step-sisters and a host of relatives and friends.
Services were held at the convenience of the family.
Arrangements were handled by the Tri-Cities Funeral Home, Lithonia, GA.
Financial donations and cards can be sent to April or Alicia Littles, 5611 La Fleur Trail, Lithonia, GA 30038. www.pennlive.com/obits
Published in the Patriot-News on 10/20/2007.

10-22-2007, 08:19 AM
- John Scott, a partner at Dickinson Wright P.L.L.C. in Detroit, died of complications of Lou Gehrig's Disease Oct. 16. He was 71.

10-22-2007, 08:26 PM
October 22, 2007

Each day the newsroom selects one obituary and seeks to learn more about the life of a person who has lived and worked in Maine. We look for a person who has made a mark on the community or the person's family and friends in lasting ways. SACO

Joseph Amalfitano took his love of speed all the way to his motorized wheelchair.

Mr. Amalfitano loved cruising the Maine Turnpike in his sports car before he was diagnosed with Lou Gehrig's disease in early 2006.

The disease took away his ability to drive months before it killed him. Confined to a motorized wheelchair as his muscles gave way, Mr. Amalfitano refused to slow down.

"He had that thing set as fast as it could possibly go," said wife, Jennifer Amalfitano.

Mr. Amalfitano, who will be remembered as a thrill-seeker who faced a fatal disease with laughter instead of despair, died Sunday at his home. He was 39.

Mr. Amalfitano was born on May 22, 1968, in Boston.

As a child, he developed a love of photography that continued into adulthood, his wife said.

He often spent summers with his grandmother at Ferry Beach. He loved the pace of life and the "lack of chaos" there compared with his South Boston childhood home, his wife said.

Mr. Amalfitano graduated from Copley Square High School in 1986 and later Bunker Hill Community College.

He started his own business as an audio-visual technician, running presentations for meetings and speeches at Boston-area hotels.

Mr. Amalfitano frequently did business at the Park Plaza Hotel in Boston. He met his wife there in 1995, while he manned a conference for the Federal Reserve Board, where she worked.

"Those three days made a huge difference in my life," Jennifer Amalfitano said.

The two were opposites but made a connection, she said. Mr. Amalfitano had three motorcycles and drove sports cars at breakneck speeds.

"I'm a lawyer and a banker, and I don't take those kinds of risks," Jennifer Amalfitano said with a laugh.

The couple dated long-distance -- he lived in Boston, she lived in Washington, D.C. -- before Jennifer Amalfitano moved to Massachusetts in 1997 and the two got married.

The Amalfitanos moved to Saco in 2000. Doctors diagnosed Mr. Amalfitano with amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, or ALS, in January 2006.

Within weeks, he joined an ALS support group, where he would later provide helpful advice to recently diagnosed patients, his wife said.

Mr. Amalfitano spent his last 22 months trying to stay positive as he lost control of his arms and legs. He succeeded, his wife said.

"He would just come out with pithy little things that would make people smile," she said.

10-23-2007, 06:19 AM
With life, and fight, at end, thoughts turn to family
By ANDREW SKERRITT, Times Staff Writer
Published October 23, 2007


[Mike Pease | Times]
In April, John Eannel Jr. was photographed with his wife, Rose, and their kids Austin, 17, Jimmy, 8, and Alexa, 4. Cayenne, the family's golden retriever was adopted about the time Eannel was diagnosed with Lou Gehrig's disease.

John Eannel Jr. loved his sports. His bedroom was awash in New York Giants blue. Yankees shortstop Derek Jeter looked down from a poster on the wall.

So when he invited friends and relatives over to his house in New Port Richey on Sunday, Oct. 7, they figured it was to watch the football game. The Bucs were taking on Tony Dungy's Indianapolis Colts.

But the 45-year-old father of three, met them with a sober announcement. After four years with Lou Gehrig's disease, John was nearing the end. He would be moving into a Hernando-Pasco Hospice care facility the next day. His strength spent, John relied on his brother-in-law to read a farewell letter.

Dear friends and family:

I knew this letter was inevitable, but I didn't think that I would be at peace with it. Yes, I have made up my mind because I have had enough of watching the people I love suffer. I Thank you all for your generosity and Support! Now we all need to support my wife and kids, parents and sisters. Rose, Austin and James, Alexa and Cayenne have had to endure this despicable disease 24/7 and enough is enough. ... Please help my family get through this difficult time. They are my life.

Some wept openly that John would leave this home that made him so happy, but he had made up his mind.

"He didn't want his children to see him struggle," said his wife, Rose. He lived for his sons Austin, 17, and James, 8, and daughter Alexa, 4. Cayenne was his faithful companion, a golden retriever they adopted about the time John got sick.

Amyotrophic lateral sclerosis ALS, or Lou Gehrig's disease, is especially insidious because it cripples the body but leaves the mind alert to every indignity and ache. John fought it with humor and grit. Even in his final days, after he could no longer eat, he wrote in one of his final e-mail messages: "I could really go for a Big Mac."

Two years ago, the Times first wrote about John and his family as they tried to raise money to travel to China for experimental stem cell treatments. About 5,600 Americans are diagnosed with ALS each year and there is no known cure. John was hoping to slow down the disease long enough for Alexa to grow up enough to remember him, long enough for Austin to graduate from high school.

Rose believes the treatments in China bought some time. During his fight, she drew comfort from the extraordinary generosity of family, friends and strangers who each spring showed up in droves to support the John Eannel Jr. Memorial Golf Tournament in Tarpon Springs.

One night after he had entered the Marliere Hospice Care Center in New Port Richey, the guys from his fantasy football league came over and stayed with John until 3 a.m.

"They were mumbling 'I love you, John,'" Rose said. That was John's last good night. He died a few nights later, on Oct. 16.

"Knowing he's at peace gets me through the day," Rose, 42, said of the man she married 10 years ago.

"He handled everything with such dignity."

Andrew Skerritt can be reached at askerritt@sptimes.com or (813) 909-4602 or toll-free at 1-800-333-7505, ext. 4602.

10-23-2007, 02:49 PM
Waitress saves tips: gives all to missions
By Melissa Lilley
BSC Communications

Thelda Hendrick saved every tip she made waitressing at Red Bridges Barbeque Lodge in Shelby. After 38 years, a few dollars and coins here and there turned into a hefty sum for the 78-year-old grandmother.

Soon after retiring Hendrick was diagnosed with Lou Gehrig's disease or ALS, and died August 28 at age 81.

But Hendrick made sure that the work of ministries close to her heart, such as North Carolina Baptist Men (NCBM), would live on.

"When we talked about Baptist Men, tears came to her eyes," said Kathryn Hamrick, manager of the Shelby MetLife office.

Hendrick left nearly $60,000 to NCBM. "It's very humbling," said Richard Brunson, executive director-treasurer. "If she can do this, what can the rest of us be doing?"

Brunson said the money will be used to help support disaster relief efforts.

Hendrick met disaster relief volunteers in 1994 after tornadoes ripped through Cleveland County. "Thelda talked to them, listened, observed and was deeply moved," Hamrick said.

Biblical Recorder articles and Mandate video segments kept Hendrick updated on NCBM disaster relief efforts and ministry projects.

During the time Hamrick managed Hendrick's account she came to know her as a friend.

"She always had a twinkle in her eye, a joke to tell and motivational clippings she wanted us to read," Hamrick said.

Hendrick and her three sisters were born in Colorado. After her mother's death the family moved to Cleveland County with their father.

Hendrick attended Pleasant Hill Baptist Church and for many years taught children's Sunday School.

"She was an inspiration to us - a woman whose zest for life came from her overcoming faith," Hamrick said. "She left quite a legacy in our hearts."

10-23-2007, 02:52 PM
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
Ben was born on Dec. 20, 1941. A good teacher, he died on Oct. 12, 2007 -- his wife Sandra's 52nd birthday. Ben and Sandra met in Boston in the mid-80s, and were married in Halifax on Dec. 21, 2001. They enjoyed each other immensely and felt a deep connection. It was his third marriage and her second.

Ben's favorite drink was sake. His favorite foods were pineapple, yellow fin sushi, salmon sushi and eel sushi (although there is a Japanese name for it). He also liked lamb dishes, and corn, as he was born and grew up in Ft. Dodge, Iowa. He spent summers on his grandparents' farm in Minnesota, where he road a fat pony bareback through the fields, singing. He was also on his high school wrestling team, got a wrestling scholarship to college, and was member of Beta Theta Pi fraternity. Math was his favorite subject in school.

Ben had a fantastic smile and charismatic energy. He was a devoted student of both the Vidyadhara and the Sakyong. He met the Vidyadhara in New York City in the early 70s, and thought he was "the most trustworthy guy I ever met." He moved to Boulder shortly thereafter, and worked as a carpenter, helping to build both Karme Choling and Shambhala Mountain Center structures. He was a devoted kasung and a kusung to Mipham Rinpoche for 25 years.

When he turned 40, he became a software engineer, and recently received a patent for an algorithm he invented. Ben was a dual citizen of both Canada and the U.S. The only place that ever felt like home to him was Halifax, he said on many occasions. He loved classical music and Scottish fiddle music.

Ben began having symptoms of ALS or Lou Gehrig's disease in 2004. He experienced constant fasciculations (incessant but painless twitching in his muscles). His body degenerated over the last three years. First, the muscles in his arms atrophied. Next, his throat muscles began to deteriorate. Toward the end, he could not swallow without choking and so he lost about 40 pounds. His voice was very weak. His legs and diaphragm began to deteriorate simultaneously. Ben had a feeding tube placed recently -- a couple of weeks ago -- and we hoped that it would improve his situation. However, his disease had progressed too far. Unable to manage the saliva in his system or to breathe properly, he had a stroke and his heart stopped on October 10. He was resuscitated, and was able to receive final instructions from the Sakyong before life support system was taken off on October 12. He smiled shortly before he died.

Sandra will take his ashes to Nova Scotia for burial or distribution. Ben also is survived by a sister, Susan Park, and a niece, Betsey, who live in Jackson, Wyoming. His nephew, Jeff, lives in Denver, Colorado.

from Sandra Pontius

10-23-2007, 05:06 PM
Frank Mannino, 81, bandleader, teacher
Tuesday, October 23, 2007By John Pope

Frank Mannino, a charismatic director of school bands across the New Orleans area who also played for such performers as Bob Hope and Henny Youngman, died Saturday of Lou Gehrig's disease at his Metairie home. He was 81.

A lifelong resident of the New Orleans area who used the stage name "Frankie Mann," Mr. Mannino could play the clarinet, saxophone and flute. He earned an undergraduate degree in music education from Loyola University and a master's degree in that subject from Louisiana State University.

During a 40-year career, he led bands at Holy Name of Mary High School, Ridgewood Preparatory School, Holy Cross School, East Jefferson High School and T.H. Harris Junior High School.

Students were eager to work with him because he was a good teacher who demanded a great deal.

"He loved students who worked hard," said Tim Laughlin, a saxophonist who was in the Holy Cross band and took private lessons in clarinet, alto saxophone and flute from Mr. Mannino.

"Even if you fell short, he was there for you, encouraging you," Laughlin said, "but if you didn't live up to being a Holy Cross man, he would tell you, and he was pretty stern about that. He instilled a lot of the discipline that we needed.

"He was one of the masters at earning respect, not demanding it."

With Mr. Mannino's coaching, Laughlin won a spot in the All-State High School Jazz Band. "He helped me get the sound that the judges liked," Laughlin said.

Mr. Mannino organized the Frankie Mann Orchestra, which played for dozens of Carnival balls and backed up performers such as Sid Caesar, Jack Carter and Perry Como. Mr. Mannino also played in the New Orleans Summer Pops Orchestra and as a musician with the New Orleans Opera Association.

He was the first chairman of the All-State High School Jazz Band and brought the National Association of Jazz to Louisiana. He was its first president.

A graduate of Warren Easton High School, Mr. Mannino was a member of the school's Hall of Fame and the Louisiana Music Educators Hall of Fame.

Survivors include his wife, Virgie Lee Mannino; a son, Milo Mannino of Columbus, Ohio; two daughters, Sylvia Jaynes and Gina Laguna; a stepson, Larry Bourgeois of Shreveport; three stepdaughters, Beth Bourgeois of Hammond, Suzanne Bewers and Jacquelyn Bourgeois; a brother, Valdo Mannino; 11 grandchildren; 10 stepgrandchildren; and two stepgreat-grandchildren.

A Mass will be said today at 1:30 p.m. at Greenwood Funeral Home, 5200 Canal Blvd. Visitation will be held from 9 a.m. to 1 p.m.

Burial will be in Lake Lawn Park Cemetery.

Frank Mannino

10-24-2007, 04:50 PM
Dorothy Arant

Dorothy Westmoreland Arant, 69, passed away Sunday, Oct. 21, 2007, of ALS (Lou Gehrigs Disease ).

She retired from UnumProvident in 2001, was a member of First Cumberland Presbyterian Church and the Friendship Sunday School Class. Mrs. Arant volunteered at Memorial Hospital, Meals on Wheels and served on the board of the Chattanooga Theatre Centre.

She was the daughter of the late Paul and Dorothy Westmoreland, of Griffin, Ga.

She is survived by her husband, Charles Arant; and children, J. Lee Greene and wife, Kathy, of Memphis, Jane G. Scudder and husband, Mark, of Suwanee, Ga., and Jennifer Greene, of Boston, Mass. Also survived by four stepchildren, Mary Claire Blackshaw and husband, Brian, of Atlanta, Lee Arant, of Newnan, Ga., Amy Arant, of Atlanta, and Scott Arant and wife, Debbie, of Dunwoody, Ga. Also survived by brothers, Bob Westmoreland and wife, Loretta, of Mount Dora, Fla., and Ralph Westmoreland and wife, Kathi, of Brooks, Ga. Also survived by mother-in-law, Essie T. Arant, of Chattanooga; and 10 grandchildren.

Special thanks to Barbara Shinn, a very loving caregiver.

A memorial service will be held at 11 a.m. today at First Cumberland Presbyterian Church with Dr. Larry Schenk officiating.

Condolences may be sent at www.heritagefh.com.

In lieu of flowers, contributions may be sent to Mayo Clinic, 4500 San Pablo Road, Jacksonville, FL 32224 or ALS Association of Tennessee, P.O. Box 40244, Nashville, TN 37204-0244.

The family will receive friends at the church following the service.

Arrangements are by Heritage Funeral Home & Cremation Services, 7454 East Brainerd Road.

10-25-2007, 05:46 AM
George R. 'Bob' Ramier II -- Rochester
10/24/2007 8:59:06 AM
ROCHESTER -- A memorial service for George R. "Bob" Ramier II will be at 11 a.m. Friday at St. Stephen Lutheran Church, 8400 France Ave. S., in Bloomington, Minn. Interment will be private.

Mr. Ramier, 51, of Minneapolis, formerly of Rochester, died Sunday (Oct. 21, 2007), following an illness with dementia and Lou Gehrig's Disease (ALS).

George Robert Ramier II was born Aug. 8, 1956, in Lafayette, La., and moved to Minneapolis at age 7. He served in the Navy, attended the University of Minnesota and Dunwoody Institute, and was the sole proprietor of his own carpentry business for almost 30 years. In October 2003, he married Natalie Kunstman of Minneapolis. Mr. Ramier loved traveling with his family and playing cards, was an avid reader and cook, and enjoyed music and art. A member of AA, he had been sober for 22 years. He also had worked and volunteered with Habitat for Humanity.

Survivors include his wife; a son, Sean; a daughter, Alexa; his parents, George and Ellen Ramier; and seven siblings, Dan (Angela), Tim (Pia), Joe (Mary), Peggy (Dan), Suzie (Richard), Michelle (Jon) and Tom (Leslie).

Visitation will be from 4:30 p.m. to 7:30 p.m. Thursday at Washburn-McReavy Edina Chapel, West 50th and Hwy. 100, in Edina, Minn., and an hour before the service Friday at the church.

Memorials are preferred to the dementia research group: University of Minnesota Foundation, C-M-3854, P.O. Box 7870, St. Paul, MN 55170-9407, Attn: Family Caregiving Program 5995.

10-29-2007, 01:11 PM
Ronnie Love

It is with our deepest regret that this message needs to be sent.

At 9:15 PM on Saturday, October 27, 2007, Ronnie quietly and peacefully passed to a better place. His children and grandchild, mother and father, and sisters and brothers were with him. Ronnie had a vast network of friends and family that he loved and that truly loved him. Ronnie WILL be missed.

Our thanks and prayers go out to all of you. Please keep us in your prayers.

Services will be held at 1:00 PM, Tuesday, October 30, 2007, at the Dossman Funeral Home, 2525 North Main, Belton, TX 76513. Internment at the Cedar Valley Cemetary following services.

The Love Family

10-30-2007, 10:53 AM
John Scott: Lawyer also was Pleasant Ridge mayor
October 30, 2007



Leadership through example was one of the defining aspects in John Scott's career as a respected lawyer and elected official, friends and colleagues say.

Mr. Scott was a longtime partner and senior trial lawyer with the Dickinson Wright firm and a former mayor of Pleasant Ridge. He died Oct. 16 at age 71 of amyotrophic lateral sclerosis at William Beaumont Hospital in Royal Oak.

The Troy resident was diagnosed with ALS, also known as Lou Gehrig's disease, a year ago.

"John represented the very best of the legal profession," said Eugene Driker, a friend and professional associate with the Detroit law firm of Barris, Sott, Denn and Driker.

"He conveyed trust and honesty in his word and appearance, and the many young lawyers he mentored are a living legacy of his exceptional talents and high ethical standards."

Born in St. Louis, Mr. Scott earned a bachelor's degree from Albion College in 1958 and married Beverly Phillips, also an Albion graduate, two years later.

A year after that, Mr. Scott graduated from Wayne State University Law School and was hired by Dickinson Wright shortly afterward.

Among his peers, Mr. Scott was regarded as an expert in product liability litigation and was commended by many for his professionalism and commanding presence in the courtroom.

Mr. Scott also was elected mayor of Pleasant Ridge, serving four 2-year terms from 1973 through 1981.

His father, Gordon H. Scott, was the former dean of Wayne State University Medical School, whose main building is named in his honor.

He is survived by his wife; daughter Pamela Gardner; one grandchild, and a brother.

A memorial service is set for 1 p.m. Nov. 5 at the Wayne State University Community Arts Auditorium. His body was cremated.

Contact JOE ROSSITER at 313-222-6594 or jrossiter@freepress.com.

10-30-2007, 04:06 PM
Richard O. Smith
Hodge vice president was active in Jamestown

Richard O. Smith of 199 Ray Road, Greene Township, passed away at 2:47 a.m. Monday, Oct. 29, 2007, in UPMC Horizon, Greenville, from complications of amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (Lou Gehrigs Disease). He was 60.

Mr. Smith was born Feb. 9, 1947, in Greenville, a son of Violet Landfried McMillen.

He graduated from Reynolds High School in 1965 and earned a bachelor of arts degree in 1970 from Edinboro University of Pennsylvania.

Mr. Smith was employed by Hodge Foundry Inc., Hempfield Township, beginning in 1970 and continuing his dedicated work until his death. He currently served as vice president of operations.

Through the years, Mr. Smith was involved in his community, active as a Jamestown Area School Board member; president of James- town Senior Baseball League; and coach for Jamestown Little League and Jamestown Midget Football team.

He enjoyed reading, history, gardening, remodeling and woodworking. Mr. Smith loved spending time with his family, especially his granddaughter, Rachel, and great-niece, Paige.

His wife, the former Carol Sue Hurst, whom he married Dec. 26, 1967, survives at home.

Also surviving are: a daughter, Deborah L. Smith and son-in-law Gerald Kolbrich; and a brother, Jack Smith and his wife Rida, all Jamestown; a sister, Karen J. Loutzenhiser, Greenville; his sister-in-law, Judith Ammirato, Folsom, Calif.; and his nephews and nieces, Gorden Smith and his wife Patty; Lee Smith and his wife Sharon; Max Loutzenhiser and his wife Mary; Melodie Schell and her husband Chuck; and Traci Loutzenhiser.

He also leaves his granddaughter, Rachel Smith; and several great-nieces and -nephews.

Mr. Smith was preceded in death by his mother and stepfather, Max McMillen; a son, David Leo Smith; a nephew, Richard John Smith; and his brother-in-law, Paul Loutzenhiser Jr.

Memorial contributions may be made to Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis (Lou Gehrigs Disease) Association, Landsmark Building, 100 W. Station Square Drive, Suite 550, Pittsburgh, PA 15219-1122.


Richard O., 79, of 199 Ray Road, Greene Township.

Calling hours: 4 to 7 p.m. Wednesday (10-31-07) in LOUTZENHISER-JORDAN COLONIAL FUNERAL HOME, 366-68 S. Main St., Greenville. Condolences may be posted at loutzenhiser-jordanfuneralhome.com

Service: Celebration of life at 11 a.m. Thursday (11-1-07) in the funeral home.

10-31-2007, 08:56 AM
Carol Edwards, "Mother of Woodinville," dies at 65
By Meghan Peters

Seattle Times Eastside bureau


Woodinville Weekly publisher Carol Edwards in 2004. She began the newspaper shortly after moving to Woodinville in 1976.
If the proverb "like mother, like daughter" holds true, Woodinville is a vivacious, compassionate and humble community.

Carol Edwards, known to many as the "Mother of Woodinville," took a small town under her wing when she moved there in 1976. By creating The Woodinville Weekly, organizing the first All Fool's Day Parade and founding the Woodinville Community Band, she helped rear what is now a full-grown city.

Ms. Edwards also co-founded the city's chamber of commerce, farmers market and wine festival as well as Teen Northshore, a nonprofit organization supporting youth activities.

"She was the community; and I don't just say that out of love, I say that out of absolute historic practicality," said Barbara Grube, advertising director for The Woodinville Weekly. "Carol started, encouraged and empowered this community."

Ms. Edwards died Saturday (Oct. 27) of complications related to amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS), often referred to as Lou Gehrig's disease. She was 65.

Her death came just hours after a dedication ceremony to open the new Carol Edwards Center, named in her honor.

"It seems kind of appropriate that she was going out while this center that's going to serve the community is coming on," said Lane Youngblood, director of Woodinville Parks and Recreation. "She was such a force in this community. ... She was everywhere the ubiquitous Carol Edwards."

She was born Sept. 18, 1942, in Pasco to Dorothy and Earl Dahlin. When she was in second grade, the family moved to Seattle, where she attended Hawthorne Elementary School and, later, Sharples Junior High, Franklin High School and the University of Washington.

In June 1963 she married Ed Boselly. Two months later she graduated from the UW with a degree in political science with an emphasis in international relations and a minor in secondary education.

Ms. Edwards taught social studies at Rainier Beach Junior-Senior High School in South Seattle for four years until she and her husband moved to Salt Lake City, Utah, and, later, to Biloxi, Miss. They had three children before they divorced.

In 1975 she married Bill Edwards, with whom she had her fourth child. The family moved from Riverside, Calif., to Woodinville in June 1976. After having trouble finding information on local activities and events in the small town, the community activist began The Woodinville Weekly in November of the same year with a press she bought at a garage sale.

"We grew up partially at The Woodinville Weekly," said Wendy Usher, her youngest daughter. "I think she just wanted everybody to be involved [in the community], so she made sure her kids were an example."

In 1978, Ms. Edwards began Woodinville's All Fool's Day Parade, a yearly event that celebrates the community. She divorced in 1980 and continued organizing area activities as a single mother.

She formed the Woodinville Community Band in 1993 after placing a call to musicians in her newspaper. Although she enjoyed all instruments, "she wasn't musical," Usher said.

For Ms. Edwards, community activities were a way for residents to have fun together. "She didn't set out to change anything; that was never her goal," Grube said. "It was to make them more fun for all different kinds of people."

Shortly after her ALS diagnosis in 2004, Ms. Edwards handed off The Woodinville Weekly's day-to-day operations to her daughter Julie Boselly, who now has the title of associate publisher.

Despite her various accomplishments, Ms. Edwards preferred to stay behind the scenes.

"Underneath her gregariousness, she was shy," Grube said. "She didn't want you to tell her how great she was because she didn't do it for her, she did it for you."

The community saw a way to honor Ms. Edwards when the new community center was named after her.

She is survived by her partner Rex Knight; daughter Jennifer Noyd, son-in-law Michael Noyd and grandchildren Vivian, Cassandra, Olivia and Zachary Noyd, all of Wenatchee; son Jeffrey Boselly, daughter-in-law Angela Berg and grandson Benjamin Boselly, all of Woodinville; daughter Julie Boselly and grandchildren Jackson and Katherine Unruh, all of Woodinville; daughter Wendy Usher, son-in-law Brent Usher and granddaughter Ellie Usher, all of Portland.

A memorial service will be held at 4 p.m. Sunday at the Hollywood Schoolhouse, 14810 N.E. 145th St., Woodinville. In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to the ALS Association Evergreen Chapter or another charity.

Meghan Peters: 206-464-8305 or mpeters@seattletimes.com

11-02-2007, 06:34 AM
Bert Brumett, inspired creation of a "college of conversation"
By Nancy Bartley

Seattle Times staff reporter


Bert Brumett and his wife, Robin, who advertised for people with expertise to visit her husband to discuss various topics.


They were a couple who taught those who knew them about love and courage Bert Brumett as he struggled to communicate despite a degenerative neurological disease, and Robin, who created "Brumett U, a college of conversation" to bring story-telling strangers to her husband's bedside.

On Wednesday, Mr. Brumett, 66, died with his wife at his bedside.

"I was standing near him when all vital signs dropped," Robin said. "His body just shut down.

"I think he tried so long to equalize the ravages of ALS (amyotrophic lateral sclerosis) and to keep his dignity and look OK to others ... it exhausted him physically."

Often referred to as Lou Gehrig's disease, ALS is a rapidly progressive, fatal neurological disease that attacks the nerve cells that control voluntary muscles.

Sufferers die from respiratory failure, and because it doesn't affect cognitive ability, those with ALS remain aware inside malfunctioning bodies.

Diagnosed in 2002, Mr. Brumett chose to go on a ventilator to extend his life, hoping someday there would be a cure. As his condition worsened and he lost the ability to communicate along with caring for himself, his wife moved his bed into the living room.

In February, she placed an ad on the Craigslist site seeking people with expertise in a variety of subjects to come talk to her bedridden husband. A former KIRO-TV executive, Mr. Brumett had a keen intellect that Robin wanted to keep stimulated despite the ravages of the disease.

Many responded from belly dancers to herbalists to gambling strategists to college professors and the Brumetts' Richmond Beach home became a haven for raconteurs. Robin interpreted her husband's interest, which often was not apparent to those who didn't know him.

One of the first to visit was Nadine Joy. When Joy first saw the ad, she wondered if Robin was an unrealistic woman who had a very sick husband who couldn't possibly understand the world around him.

After Joy's first visit, she still wasn't sure how much Mr. Brumett understood. But when she joined the family for Easter dinner and Mr. Brumett sat in a chair at the table, "it was so apparent that he was present. There was no question or doubt that he was part of us," she said.

As did the many others who became part of Brumett U, Joy took the news of Mr. Brumett's death hard. She, too, had hoped Mr. Brumett would live long enough for a cure.

"I know that Bert and I are probably politically different," Joy said. "But I looked forward to arguing with him."

Having gotten to know Mr. Brumett, Robin, and their three adult children Erika, Ashley and Christopher "I came away thinking about how grateful I am," Joy said. "I came away knowing love. It wasn't just talking to some guy."

Another visitor, Jill Warner, had just returned from the Peace Corps when she read a story about the Brumetts in The Seattle Times.

"If you don't reach out to other people, you can get narrow-sighted in life unless you get outside yourself," she said. "Helping others is so rewarding."

Mr. Brumett made Warner grateful for simple things, like the ability to move, and breathe and laugh.

Stan Chernicoff, University of Washington professor of earth and space sciences, spent an afternoon talking to Mr. Brumett and came away feeling he was the one who had gained.

"The act of giving, knowing you responded to a call of someone in need. It felt really nice to be able to do that," he said.

A small private service for the family will be held followed by a public memorial. No date has been set.

Nancy Bartley: 206-464-8522 or nbartley@seattletimes.com

11-02-2007, 01:15 PM
RIP janice



Obituary for Janice Margaret Moulton

MOULTON, Janice Margaret - The family of Janice Margaret Moulton (nee Tremblay) sadly announces her passing, after a lengthy and courageous battle with ALS, on Friday, October 26, 2007 in her 59th year at the Stedman Community Hospice. Much loved wife of Kenneth Moulton for 36 years. Dearly loved mother of Christopher and Jeffrey and his wife Elisha all of Brantford. Loving grandmother of Cole and Kylie. Dear sister of Caroline Downham (Dave), Gerald Tremblay, Elizabeth Tremblay, Joseph Tremblay, all of Brantford and Barbara Clark (Crystal), of London. Janice will also be sadly missed by nieces, nephews, cousins and close friends. Special friend of Tracy Culbert. Janice was a lifetime member of the Royal Canadian Legion Women's Auxiliary and worked at Keeprite Refrigeration for many years. She always placed her family first and also enjoyed camping, music and dancing. Sincere thanks from her family to the Staff of Stedman Community Hospice for their special care. The family will receive friends at McCLEISTER FUNERAL HOME, 495 Park Rd. N., Brantford on Sunday from 2 p.m. until 4 p.m. and on Monday 2 to 4 and 7 to 9 p.m. Funeral service will be in the chapel on Tuesday at 1:30 p.m. followed by cremation. Memorial donations to either the ALS Society of Ontario or the Stedman Community Hospice of Brantford would be gratefully appreciated. MCCLEISTER 519-758-1553 mccleisterfuneralhome@rogers.com 10880656

11-02-2007, 04:48 PM
Ruth Anne (Sieber) Crowder

BELLEVILLE Ruth Anne (Sieber) Crowder, 64, died to this world and
returned to her Creator on Oct. 30, 2007, from Valley View Retirement
Community, where she had been a resident for the past two years.

Born in Lewistown, she was the daughter of Violet M. (Smith) Gross, of
McClure, and the late Marvin D. Gross. Her husband, Paul D. Crowder,
whom she married May 4, 2002, preceded her in death on May 26, 2003.
Her ex-husband, Charles T. Sieber, Reedsville, survives.

She is survived by three cherished sons and their families; Michael T.
Sieber and wife, Robin, grandsons, Charlie and Clint, of Halifax,
N.C.; Matthew M. Sieber and wife, Stephanie, granddaughters, Tori,
Alli and Bella, of Haveloc, N.C., and Nathan A. Sieber, of Lancaster,
and one precious stepdaughter and her family; Kathryn J. Wright and
husband, Tim, granddaughters, Megan and Maya, of Gansevoort, N.Y. Also
surviving is her beloved sister, Joy Lynn Gross, Mechanicsburg, and
uncle Samuel F. Smith, Mount Union. Five nieces and one nephew, of
whom she was especially fond, also survive.

Ruth Anne was a graduate of the Geisinger Memorial Hospital School of
Nursing, Danville, and served as secretary of the Pennsylvania Student
Nurse Association. her professional nursing career spanned 41 years
and included Susquehanna University Health Center, Selinsgrove;
Lewistown Hospital, where she worked in Pediatrics Oncology, was the
first Hospice Nurse and was instrumental in developing HOSPICE: The
Bridge. She also served as office nurse for Dr. Pamela McCarter, as
camp nurse for Androscoggin Jr. Camp for Boys, Wayne, Maine,
Orthopedics Total Join Unit at Saratoga Hospital, Saratoga, N.Y. She
was last employed as RN supervisor at Valley View Haven, Belleville.

During her years in hospice care, Ruth Anne created many educational
programs, workshops and written materials on end-of-life issues and
was particularly interested in providing tools for adults to support
children affected by loss. She was twice a presenter at the
International Forum for Death Education and Counseling in Boston,
Mass., and San Diego, Calif. and numerous times at Pennsylvania
Hospice Network Annual Meetings, and was on the Speakers' Bureau for
Purdue Pharma with specialty in pain management at end of life.

She was an active member of Reedsville Evangelical Lutheran Church,
having served as a Sunday School teacher, Church Council Secretary,
Church Secretary, senior choir, and as director of the junior choir
for over 25 years.

Although she loved nursing and music, sewing, making dolls, and
crafts, Ruth Anne's favorite activity was supporting her children and
grandchildren in whatever activity in which they were participating.
She will be remembered for her "Indian War Whoop," enthusiastic
presence and the infamous cow bell.

Although afflicted by ALS, Ruth Anne chose to emphasize the positives
in her life and felt very blessed by her family, her friends, her
caregivers and her God.

Funeral arrangements have been entrusted to Barr Funeral Home, 120
Logan St., Lewistown. Service will be held at 10:30 a.m. Saturday,
Nov. 3, 2007, at Reedsville Evangelical Lutheran Church, Pearl and
Logan streets, Reedsville, with the Rev. Kenneth W. Longfield
officiating. Interment will follow at the Allensville Presbyterian

A viewing will be held Friday, Nov. 2, 2007, at the Barr Funeral Home,
120 Logan St., Lewistown, from 7 to 9 p.m.

Memorial contributions may be made in Ruth Annes' memory to CPCI/WTLR
Christian Radio, 2020 Cato Ave., State College, PA 18601, or to
Lewistown Hospital, 400 Highland Ave., Lewistown, PA 17044.

On-line condolences may be sent to www.barrfuneralhomeinc.net

11-03-2007, 08:18 PM
She lived simply to give generously

Courtesy of Lori McKeeThelda Hendrick, who saved her tips during 38 years of waiting tables at Shelby's Bridges Barbecue Lodge. Hendrick, who died in August at 81, donated the tip money to charities, including $60,000 to the North Carolina Baptist Men disaster relief efforts.(Photo courtesy of Lori McKee)
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From Billy Graham to textile workers, Thelda Hendrick treated all her customers like family at Shelby's Bridges Barbecue Lodge.

Generous tips added up during the 38 years she waited tables. A divorced mother of three daughters, she lived frugally in an old mobile home, recycling everything from tin foil to plastic foam cups.

When Hendrick died in August at 81 from Lou Gehrig's disease, family and friends were surprised to learn she'd also recycled her tips.

She left $140,000 to an array of charities.

Her will bequeathed $60,000 to the N.C. Baptist Men disaster relief effort. She also left $20,000 each to the Make-A-Wish Foundation, Hospice of Cleveland County, the American Cancer Society and Pleasant Hill Baptist Church, where she was a member.

"I'd never met her and she hadn't been personally helped by our volunteers," said Richard Brunson, executive director-treasurer of the N.C. Baptist Men. "This is a gift from someone who worked very hard, and it's been entrusted to us to help people in other ways. It's very humbling."

Lori McKee described her grandmother as a "caring and compassionate person."

"I was amazed at how much (money) she had," said McKee, who was executor of the will. "She was a very social person and loved people."

Kathryn Hamrick, former manager of the Shelby MetLife office, said Hendrick worked long hours and invested most of her money in fixed accounts. She left an estate valued at more than $500,000. In her will, she'd looked after her family members financially, but wanted to give what was left to charities, said Hamrick, who was Hendrick's financial representative.

"Periodically, Thelda would bring a $5,000 check to the office to add to her accounts," Hamrick said. "I knew Thelda's life story well enough to know that whatever money she was saving came from her earnings as a waitress, the bulk of which was tips."

N.C. Baptist Men would get the most because of a connection Hendrick had with the organization while waiting tables at Bridges.

On Palm Sunday 1994, a tornado touched down in the Cleveland County town of Boiling Springs, damaging homes. Volunteers with the N.C. Baptist Men doing relief work stopped at Bridges for a meal. Hendrick waited on them and heard their story.

"She was very, very impressed by them," Hamrick said. "Their work literally goes on around the world. She knew their efforts were the real deal."

Hendrick didn't want anybody to know about her plan to donate the tip money to charity until after death. According to Hamrick, Hendrick said it was OK to tell the story then.

"She had a very fulfilling life," Hamrick said. "Her frugality didn't impair it. She was rich in friendships."

Born in Windsor, Colo., Hendrick grew up during the Great Depression. When her mother died, her father moved back to Cleveland County and farmed land near present-day Bridges Barbecue.

"She came up the hard way," said Hendrick's sister, Lucille Gardner, 89, of Shelby. "But she had a heart of gold."

Founded in 1946 by Elmer Leroy "Red" Bridges, the Shelby barbecue lodge became a renowned regional restaurant. Billy Graham would stop by on his way to Montreat, and actor Mickey Rooney stopped in once. For Hendrick, it was like home.

Customers Jim and Kathy Holland and their two children used to visit with Hendrick while eating at the counter.

"She'd tell us jokes," said Jim Holland. "Maybe sometimes they weren't funny, but we'd laugh anyway because Thelda was telling it to us. She was taking her time to treat you like somebody more than a customer."

Hendrick worked until she was 78. She had a small house built near the old trailer, read two newspapers a day and worked crossword puzzles. She also traveled the 50 states, Mexico and Canada. The Panama Canal was on her list, but she never made it.

Doug Dickens, pastor at Pleasant Hill Baptist Church, where Hendrick taught Sunday school, said the amount of money she left behind doesn't matter.

"It's still a significant legacy," he said. "She'd found something to do with her money that really mattered. In fact, what she did with her life as a waitress really mattered."

11-03-2007, 08:39 PM


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Cookie Peckham, 58, of Maumelle, Arkansas went to be with her Lord on November 2, 2007 due to complications of ALS. She was born on July 24, 1949 in Long Island, New York, a daughter of William L. and Muriel Harris Diescher. She retired from the Arkansas State Health Department after over 18 years of service. She was active in the Muscular Dystrophy Association Chapter in Little Rock, and a strong supporter for ALS. She was preceded in death by her father.

She is survived by her loving husband, Jim Peckham; mother, Muriel Diescher, of Maumelle, Arkansas; two brothers, William Diescher, and his wife, Deborah, and John Diescher, and his wife, Brenda, all of Cortland, New York; and a host of nieces, nephews and many, many friends, and will be sadly missed.

A memorial service will be held at 4:00 p.m., Wednesday, November 7, 2007, at First Christian Church of Maumelle, 4001 Club Manor Drive, with Reverend Searcy McBurnett officiating. Arrangements are by Roller-Chenal Funeral Home (501)224-8300.

Memorials may be made to C-A-R-E, 5516 Kavanaugh Blvd., Little Rock, Arkansas 72207, or to ALS c/o MDA Association, 204 Executive Court, Suite 208, Little Rock, Arkansas 72205.

11-04-2007, 08:37 AM
[living-with-als] Doris Carlson

It is with great sadness I tell you this news. My
mom, Doris Carlson, passed away this morning. She
passed peacefully in her sleep. She was at home. She
had been in and out of the hospital for most of
October. She was ready. I believe she is up in Heaven
with my Dad now. She will be buried in Wisconsin next
to my Dad, and beside her parents.

My Mom was active on this board for the last 6-7 yrs.
My Dad had ALS and my mom was his caregiver for 20
years. Many of you knew her personally thru private
emails as well as on this board.

Pam (Carlson) Parana

there will be a viewing on Tues Nov 6 from 2-4pm and
6-9pm at the Rutherford Funeral home 450 W Olentangy
St, Powell, Ohio There will also be a church service
on Wed Nov 7 at 7:30pm 520 Village Park Drive, Powell

There will be a service in Cumberland Wis next
Saturday where she will be buried.


11-05-2007, 07:31 AM
Rodney Klein

While it sounds clich�, Ozark athletic director Phil Montgomery never heard any harsh words about Rodney Klein.

"When someone passes, you'll hear people say that no one ever says a bad word about someone. Sometimes it's true and sometimes it isn't. With that said, I don't remember too many people saying anything bad about Rodney," Montgomery said. "Even opposing coaches of the schools. Everyone liked him."

Klein, a former girls' basketball coach at Ozark, as well as a football assistant coach for Montgomery in the 1990s, passed away Thursday at the age of 45 due to complications with ALS (Lou Gehrig's disease).

The funeral is at 11 a.m. today at the First Baptist Church in Versailles.

Montgomery said Klein's great sense of humor always had him looking for a practical joke, even after he was diagnosed with ALS in 1998.

"He was always wanting to have fun. A terrific person, he lived life to its fullest and was a very good father," Montgomery said.


11-06-2007, 09:36 PM
Local Teacher, Basketball Coach Dies

POSTED: 5:52 pm EST November 6, 2007


INDEPENDENCE, Ohio -- A local teacher and coach died Saturday after suffering from Lou Gehrig's disease.

Mike Kurent touched the lives of hundreds of students and basketball players. Those who knew him said he had a heart of gold, NewsChannel5's Tracy Carloss reported.

"He lived what he taught his students -- to get the best out of life because tomorrow isn't promised to anyone," said his sister Barbara Kurent.

He taught and coached at several schools including Central Catholic and Independence High School. He also coached NBA player Earl Boykins.

"He really worked three jobs. He was a teacher, coach and had a fencing business because a teacher is not a lucrative business," said friend Mel Termini.

As head coach at Independence, Kurent had many successful seasons. He was also a star basketball player himself at Independence. He's in the school's athletic hall of fame.

Kurent was in the classroom because he loved making a difference in students' lives. He retired last year, and on Saturday he lost his battle with Lou Gehrig's disease.

Kurent never stopped trying to educate people. He traveled to Columbus a few months ago to try and help educate lawmakers about the disease.


11-08-2007, 10:28 AM
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Jeanann Reynolds passed away Sunday, Nov. 4, 2007, at Old Bridge Manor. She was 54.

Born in Washington, D.C., she lived in Long Island, N.Y., before moving to Old Bridge.

She was a member of the Lutheran Church of the Good Shepherd, Old Bridge.

Jeanann was a loving homemaker who had a talent for being able to sew anything and everything. She was a wonderful friend to many people. A person who always stayed bright even when the situation was bad, and never stopped caring about others even when she became sick.

She was predeceased by her mother, Pauline Fogo Reynolds, in 1993. Surviving are her father, Dale Reynolds; a son, William James Dodds of New Brunswick and his fiancee, April L. Edwards of Old Bridge; a daughter, Patricia Lynn Dodds and her fiance, Tim Horn, of Florida; two stepdaughters, Anne Denise DeSchene of Pennsylvania and Janidor DeSchene of Minnesota; a sister and brother-in-law, Patricia Ann and Bill Wait of South Amboy; a nephew, Billy Wait; a niece, Kaitlyn Wait, and a grandson, Connor Lee Van Horn-Dodds.

Visitation will be from 7 p.m.-9 p.m. Tuesday evening, Nov. 6, and from 2 p.m.-4 p.m. and 7 p.m.-9 p.m. on Wednesday, Nov. 7, at the Old Bridge Funeral Home, 2350 Route 516, Old Bridge. A service will be held Wednesday during the evening hours at the funeral home. Cremation will be private. In lieu of flowers, memorial contributions can be made in Jeanann's name to battle Lou Gehrig's Disease to either the ALS Association, Development Department, 27001 Agoura Road, Suite 150, Calabasas Hills, CA 91301 or the Joan Dancy Foundation, Riverview Medical Center, 1 Riverview Plaza, Red Bank, NJ 07701, Attn: Patricia Schaeffer, RN. Online condolences can be made at www.oldbridgefh.com.

11-21-2007, 07:35 AM
MARIETTA: James Hogue Jr., 45, admirable Cobb coach

By Kay Powell
The Atlanta Journal-Constitution
Published on: 11/16/07
That day Jim Hogue had been expecting finally came. He could no longer coach sports with his body, so he coached with his words.

He was 41 when he was diagnosed with amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, more commonly known as ALS or Lou Gehrig's disease, in May 2003. Gradually, he lost all use of his body-except his voice - and could no longer show Cobb County children how to shoot hoops, pitch, catch, bat or pass.

With each loss, he adapted so he could continue coaching in church and community leagues. "Maybe he would scream a little bit louder," said his neighbor Clay Fleishel of Marietta.

Mr. Hogue coached the players and their parents, Mr. Fleishel said. He taught the athletes to be competitive and to shake the opponent's hand after each game. He taught them always to be prepared to play hard. His players learned that they have a team role even sitting on the bench or in the dugout, and that is to cheer their teammates on.

He coached parents to keep their expectations realistic and not to get out of line. When it came time to pick his teams, he evaluated the parents as well as the players. If he thought a parent did not fit his sportsmanship standards, he would pass on the child as a player, said his wife, Polly Hogue of Marietta.

"He was easy to respect," Mr. Fleishel said. "When there was a draft, everybody wanted to be on his team."

The funeral for James Rodney Hogue Jr., 45, who died of ALS Tuesday at his Marietta residence, is 11 a.m. today at Johnson Ferry Baptist Church. H.M. Patterson & Son, Arlington Chapel, is in charge of arrangements.

"He had the wisdom to teach boys through his words," Mrs. Hogue said. "His goal for each and every child was to make them better."

His support was ongoing. After a hard week at work, Mr. Hogue flew his family to visit Mr. Fleishel's family when they lived in Louisiana. The flight arrived late, Mr. Hogue fell into bed and he easily could have slept late the next day. "He woke at 7 in the morning to see my son do baseball tryouts," Mr. Fleishel said.

An all-around athlete at Campbell High School and basketball player at Georgia Tech, Mr. Hogue was a sales engineer who provided refrigeration units for Wal-Mart stores worldwide, his wife said.

"He was your classic relationship sales person," Mr. Fleishel said. "People wanted to do business with him."

He presented financial seminars at his church and never paid full price for anything, Mrs. Hogue said. That led to one big surprise for her when he bought their east Cobb County house out of a foreclosure sale without her ever seeing it, she added.

Friends were fodder for Mr. Hogue's quick wit. "If you made a mistake around him, he was all over you," Mr. Fleishel said. "I was on the other side of those barbs a lot."

His time for himself was golf, and he was popular on the course. "Older men would call and ask me, 'Can Jim come out and play?' " Mrs. Hogue said. When he began to have problems controlling his putter on the golf course, he saw a doctor and received his ALS diagnosis.

Mr. Hogue raised money for the ALS Association of Georgia through a 5K run/walk sponsored by Neurosport Physical Therapy. For the past three years, 100 to 150 of his friends have entered the event, and the number is increasing for the run/walk in his honor Saturday, said Neurosport executive assistant Heather Fitzgerald of Kennesaw.

Mrs. Hogue is a nurse and increasingly took care of his personal needs, drove him to practice and games and enabled him to keep coaching.

"To take a man who was so athletic, a truly beautiful person physically, to lose all your physical aspects to your body didn't bother him. It wasn't a pretty picture. It's a horrendous disease," she said. "He handled it with so much grace. He never complained."

"Jim was an easy person to be jealous of - smart, good-looking, successful, athletic and a sharp sense of humor - but he had so much charm you had to like him," Mr. Fleishel said.

Other survivors include a stepdaughter, Lauren Hogue of Marietta; a son, Jim Hogue III of Marietta; his parents, Sadie and James Hogue of Roswell; and a sister, Susan Wamsley of Charleston, S.C.

11-21-2007, 07:41 AM
Former Murfreesboro chief E.N.Brown dies

Gannett Tennessee

MURFREESBORO Former Police Chief Edmond "E.N." Brown, known for his commitment to improving the working conditions of officers, died Saturday. He was 68.

Chief Brown was appointed to head the department in 1978 and served until 1987, when he was forced to retire for health reasons. After a 20-year battle, the former chief succumbed to Lou Gehrig's disease and Parkinson's.

Police Chief Glenn Chrisman remembered his former boss as compassionate and big-hearted. "His legacy will be that he always wanted to do the very best he could for his officers," Chrisman said.

"He had come through the ranks, starting as a patrolman, and knew the problems facing officers in their day-to-day lives."

Chief Brown, a Rutherford County native and graduate of Middle Tennessee State University, worked 27 years in law enforcement, also serving in the Tennessee Army National Guard.

A 1975 graduate of the FBI National Academy, Chief Brown served on the board of directors of the Tennessee Law Enforcement Officers Association.

He began his career walking the streets of Murfreesboro as a patrol officer in 1960. It's a position he never lost touch with, said Chrisman.

"He liked working out in the field and had a great appreciation and respect for people who did," Chrisman said. "He was a policeman's chief."

Chief Brown was promoted to detective in 1965 and became chief of detectives a year later.

Visitation will be from 48 p.m. today at Woodfin Memorial Chapel in Murfreesboro. Memorial services will be 1 p.m. Tuesday at Woodfin Chapel. Burial with police honors will follow at Roselawn Memorial Gardens.

In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to Alive Hospice Inc., 1718 Patterson St., Nashville, Tenn., 37203.


11-21-2007, 05:26 PM
Dave Price taught us all how to handle a bad draw
Column by Kevin Record

When tennis tournament draws are posted on the Internet, or anywhere else, players often take one look and begin complaining. The whining can be incessant.

It's just not fair, they will tell you. They shouldn't have to play such a tough opponent in the first round.

Well, I'm not putting up with it anymore. I'm not complaining - and I'm not going to tolerate anyone's complaining - about getting a tough draw.

It's my way of honoring the late coach Dave Price.

Through his courageous actions, Price taught us all how to compete during our time here on earth, no matter how tough the opponent.

Here's a man who embraced physical activity. By profession, in fact, he was a physical education teacher at Wakulla Middle School. It was his very nature to be constantly on the move, whether he was competing in a road race or chasing down an opponent's shot on the tennis court.

But about two years ago, coach Price got a bad draw. His opponent: Lou Gehrig's Disease.

It is an absolutely insidious malady. It attacks the central nervous system relentlessly, breaking down its victims without regard for who they are or what they stand for.

Coach Price did a lot with his life in 53 years. He was the major force behind getting tennis started in the Wakulla County school system. The tennis courts at Wakulla High will forever bear his name.

He coached soccer. He coached cross country. He dedicated his life to serving kids and helping them lead active lives.

But, in the end, he taught us all how to handle a bad draw. He looked his final opponent in the eye and never backed down, never blinked.

Coach Price passed away13 days ago, but he did not lose. By every definition, he's a winner and will be remembered as such.

When I saw him running around the track at Leon High School last spring, as his opponent was completely wreaking havoc with his body, it was just one example of his courage.

Last week, friends and family told story after story about his fighting spirit. He refused to stop living. He refused to stop playing. He kept trying to get things done - as a father, husband, teacher, coach and friend.

When they took away his car keys, he just took his son's. I think dad stole my car, the text message from son to mom read.

Toward the end, he would play tennis sometimes until he fell over. Friends would simply pick him back up and he'd keep on playing.

Before he got ill, coach Price would have a weekly game with Judge Terry Lewis at Leon High School. From afar, I watched this friendly rivalry with great admiration.

Last Monday evening, just hours after coach Price's memorial service at Blessed Sacrament, I engaged in my own friendly rivalry with Eric Larson under the lights at Myers Park.

I was thinking about coach Price and Judge Lewis, and I was thankful for the time I had watching those two in action and for the time I was still able to share with Eric. Honestly, I was just trying to compete like coach Price would have it.

At that moment, one of coach Price's sons, Tyler, came through the gate at Myers Park with several of his buddies. They were wearing T-shirts that read Wakulla High School Tennis.

One of them said, Let's do this.

They were still playing tennis when Eric and I left the courts over an hour later. Their collective spirit filled the air.

Hey, coach Price, you won.


11-24-2007, 11:56 AM
Major Gary Wickman

WEST MILTON, Iowa Major Gary Patrick Wickman (USAF, Ret.), died on Sunday, Nov. 11, 2007 when Garys battle with ALS came to an end.

He was born to Ken and Pat Wickman on Easter Sunday, April 17, 1960. He was one of six children. He was born in Detroit and raised in Kingsford. He graduated from Michigan Technical University with a degree in mechanical engineering. In 1983, Gary joined the Air Force and earned his masters degree from the Air Force Institute of Technology. Gary retired from service in 2004 when he was diagnosed with Lou Gherigs Disease.

His many joys included his Harley, Detroit football, Nascar, the indoors, a good cigar, and a fine bottle of wine.

Gary is survived by his wife, Jill Wickman of West Milton; his son, Matthew Wickman of Council Bluffs, Iowa; his parents, Ken and Pat Wickman of Iron Mountain; sisters, Susan (Rick) Lundholm of Iron Mountain and Deb (Gene) Davis of Kingsford; brothers, Dale Wickman of Mission Viejo, Calif., Tim (Erin) Wickman of Gladstone, Dan Wickman of Kingsford; brother and sister-in-law, Mike and Sandy McMaken as well as aunts, uncles cousins, nieces and nephews.

He was preceded in death by his grandparents, Russell and Kathryn Gibson and Wallace and Adeline Wickman; his stepson, Michael Belcher; cousin, Michael Wickman and a brother-in-law, Don Charette.

Garys family would like to thank the many caregivers who were so good to him; Hospice of Miami County, Lincare, Dr. James Graham, Cindy Griffith, ICU staff at Wright Patterson, SCI Clinic at the Dayton VA, UVMC-Home Health Team, American Nursing and Horizon Home Health.

Friends may call on Sunday from 2 p.m. to 4 p.m. at the Hale-Sarver Funeral Home, 284 N. Miami St., West Milton.

Funeral services will be held on Sunday from 4 p.m. to 5 p.m. at the funeral home with Rev. Ed Ellis officiating.

A graveside service will be held at 11 a.m. on Monday at Riverside Cemetery in West Milton.

Memorial contributions may be made in Honor of Gary to the Hospice of Miami County, The Fisher House-Wright Patterson Air Force Base or the ALS Association.

A memorial service will be held at a later date in Iron Mountain.

The Hale-Sarver Funeral Home is assisting the family with the funeral arrangements.

11-24-2007, 12:52 PM
Seals, Roy L. View/Sign Guest Book

SEALS, ROY L. M.D. - age 71, of West Knoxville, son of the late Roy L. and Lottie Young Seals, departed this life to be with his Heavenly Father Sunday, November 18, 2007 from complications of amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS or Lou Gehrig's Disease). He was a member of West Park Baptist Church. Roy graduated from West High School where he played football and basketball and earned college scholarships in both sports. He elected to go to University of Tennessee, Knoxville on a football scholarship. While in college, he was a member of Sigma Chi Fraternity and with two years of football eligibility left, he elected to go to medical school at U.T. Memphis. Roy graduated from U.T. Medical School in 1961. After graduation, he did an internship at Confederate Memorial Hospital in Shreveport, LA. and upon finishing, did a surgical residency at Charity Hospital in New Orleans, LA. He then returned to Memphis for his otolaryngology residency. Roy started his private practice in 1967 and in 1968 he passed his otolaryngology boards to became a fellow in the American College of Surgeons. In 1990 and 1991 he became President of the Otolaryngology Society of Tennessee. He was in the United States Army Reserves for twelve years and retired as a Major. Roy leaves behind his loving wife, Susan and former wife, Mary Seals, whom is the mother of his three sons, James L. Seals, MD and wife, Brenda; M. Taite Seals, MD and wife, Jule; David E. Seals and wife, Diane. He also leaves behind 5 grandchildren, Courtney, Kimberly, Charissa, Madeline and David Seals; his dear friend, Debbie Jones and many other special friends. A funeral service will be 11:30 A.M. Wednesday at Rose Mortuary Mann Heritage Chapel with Pastor Sam Polson officiating. Interment will be private. In lieu of flowers, memorials may be made to: MDA-ALS, Division at 3300 East Sunrise Drive, Tucson, Arizona, 85718-3299 or West Park Baptist Church, 8833 Middlebrook Pike, Knoxville, Tennessee 37923. The family will receive friends 10-11:30 A.M. Wednesday at Rose Mortuary Mann Heritage Chapel. www.rosemortuary.com

Published in the Knoxville News Sentinel from 11/20/2007

11-24-2007, 12:56 PM
Edward C. Hinrichsen

Edward C. Hinrichsen, 70, of 2520 56th St. S., Wisconsin Rapids, died Monday morning Nov. 19, 2007, at the Aspirus Hospice House in Wausau after a courageous battle with ALS (Lou Gehrig's disease).

Services will be at 11 a.m. Saturday at St. Luke's Lutheran Church. Deacon Jim Johnston will officiate. Burial will be in Immanuel Lutheran Church Cemetery in Marshfield. Military honors will be provided by American Legion Post No. 9.

Ed was born Aug. 21, 1937, in Pittsville, to Robert and Frieda (Grimm) Hinrichsen. He was married to Marjorie Oestreich on July 31, 1965, at Immanuel Lutheran Church in Marshfield.

Ed served in the U.S. Army from 1960 to 1962 during which time he was stationed in Hawaii for training. He worked for the Conservation Department in Meadow Valley during high school and after returning from the Army. He then worked for Wood County Telephone Co. as a lineman for 26 years retiring in 1994.

He had the utmost respect for nature and was a true conservationist at heart. He was an active member of the Stan Plis Conservation League. Their goal is to improve and maintain the migratory bird habitat and resident wildlife in the south Wood County and northern Meadow Valley areas. Those areas were special to him throughout his life. He enjoyed hunting, fishing, trapping, beekeeping, bird-watching and building birdhouses, especially for hawks, owls, bluebirds and wood ducks. He also enjoyed researching and viewing all the birds on his own.

Survivors include his wife, Marjorie; two sons, Michael (Jeanette) Hinrichsen of Hammond, and Jon (Laura) Hinrichsen of Milwaukee; three grandchildren, Bryce and Garrett Hinrichsen of Hammond, and Nicholas Hinrichsen of Milwaukee; his mother, Frieda Hinrichsen of Arpin; two brothers, Robert (Dorla) Hinrichsen of Spencer, and Glenn (Bonnie) Hinrichsen of Stevens Point; and two sisters, Dorothy (Don) Leece of Menomonie, and Joyce (Keith) Soppe of Arpin.

He was preceded in death by his father.

Friends may call at Taylor, Vollert & Jennings Funeral home in Wisconsin Rapids from 4 p.m. to 8 p.m. on Friday and at St. Luke's Lutheran Church from 10 a.m. until the time of services on Saturday.

"Our family would like to extend a special thanks to the many family members and friends who through countless acts of kindness have helped us in recent months. We would also like to thank the doctors and caregivers from Aspirus VNA and Hospice House for all of their care and support. A sincere thank you goes out to Bea Kohl for making a daily commitment and to Pat and Elmer Schemenauer for their ingenuity in providing a communication tool. Memorials will be given to the Stan Plis Conservation League and the ALS Association."

11-24-2007, 01:03 PM
Morales, Linda L. View/Sign Guest Book

Linda L. Morales 1943 - 2007 Linda L. Morales, long time Downey resident, passed away November 17, 2007 due to ALS (Lou Gehrig's Disease). Linda was born in French Camp, California on May 21, 1943, to Cecil and Juanita (Walters) Garrison. With her husband, Jesse G. Morales, Jr., Linda established Morales Pool Plastering which they successfully operated for 40 years. Linda returned to school and became a Licensed Vocational Nurse in 1971. In addition to Jesse, her husband of 35 years, Linda leaves behind her son, David P. (Genie) Limon; daughters, Tamara R. Lockhart, Yvette M. (Joe) Rincon; mother, Juanita Garrison and mother-in-law , Abelia Morales; brother, John Garrison; sisters, Jeanette Hinsz, Brownie (Jim) Carr, Sandra Talbert; grandchildren, Bradley Lakin, Julianne Lockhart, Alexa, David and Skylar Limon, Joshua, Britteny, Nicolette and Victoria Rincon. She was preceded in death by her son, Jesse Morales III. Linda will be deeply missed by her loving husband, family, friends and all who knew her. A vigil prayer service and celebration of her life will be held Friday, November 23rd, 7:00pm at White's Funeral Home, Azusa. The F uneral Liturgy (Mass) will be held Saturday, 10:00am at Our Lady of Perpetual Help Catholic Church, 10727 S. Downey Ave., Downey with the Rite of Committal and interment beside her son at Queen of Heaven Cemetery, Rowland Heights. Contributions in her memory may be made to The ALS Association, 27001 Agoura Road, Suite 150, Calabasas Hills, CA 91301. Her family was assisted by White's Funeral Home 404 E. Foothill Blvd., Azusa, CA. (626)334-2921
Published in the Long Beach Press-Telegram on 11/20/2007.

11-24-2007, 01:10 PM

Sharon Marie Hartwick
HARTWICK, Sharon Marie - Age 56, of Swartz Creek, died Saturday, November 17, 2007 at home. Funeral Service was held at 2PM today.

11-24-2007, 01:18 PM
John Burkey

John Edward Burkey, 50, of Stevensville, died from amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, also known as Lou Gehrig's disease, Nov. 18 at his home.

The son of Jean Barber of Severna Park and Edward Burkey of Sebring, Ohio, Mr. Burkey was born Oct. 21, 1957, in Alliance, Ohio, and reared in Severna Park. He graduated from Severna Park High School.

Mr. Burkey was the owner and operator of a trucking company for 27 years, working primarily for B. Von Paris Moving and Storage in Arnold.

His interests included fishing in the Chesapeake Bay, football, baseball, coaching recreational sports, listening to music and spending time with family and friends.

In addition to his parents, surviving are his wife of 25 years, Lisa Wehnert Burkey, whom he married Oct. 2, 1982; his stepfather, Lee Barber of Severna Park; two sons, Chase and Ian Burkey, both of Stevensville; one daughter, Gwyn Scholten of Chester; one sister, Lisa Dorrell of Centre-ville; two brothers, Bill Barber of Westminster and Don Barber of Towson; his paternal grandmother, Minerva Burkey of Sebring, Ohio; and one granddaughter. He was the brother of the late Michael Burkey.

A Celebration of Life will be held from 4 to 6 p.m. Saturday at Cloverfields Club House, 101 Nichols Manor Drive, Stevensville. Burial is private.

In lieu of flowers, memorial contributions can be made to the ALS Association DC/MD/VA Chapter, 7507 Standish Place, Rockville, MD 20855. Online condolences may be made at www.fhnfuneralhome.com.

11-24-2007, 01:24 PM
Miller, Carolyn Ann

1946 - 2007

Carolyn Ann Miller of Pensacola, Florida passed away on Saturday, November 17, 2007 from Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis (ALS), often referred to as "Lou Gehrig's Disease", at the age of 60.
She is survived by her loving husband of 30 years, Thomas "Jack" Miller, two sons, Stacy (Susy), Navarre, Florida, Michael (Sherry), Cleveland, Alabama, sister, Judy Parker (Gary), Altoona, Alabama, two step-daughters, Jan Liberatos (John), Hendersonville, North Carolina, Sherry Altman, Clayton, North Carolina, her step-father, Ted Holland (Susan), Gardendale, Alabama, two nephews, Eric and Craig Battles (Melissa) of Altoona, eight grandchildren and two great grandchildren. Mrs. Miller was
preceded in death by her mother, Violet Holland of Walnut Grove, Alabama, and her father, Budge Dillard.
Carolyn was born in Etowah County, Alabama, Nov 28, 1946. She graduated Altoona High School. She resided in Pensacola for more than 30 years, retiring from Wal-Mart in 2005. Carolyn was a loving wife, mother and grandmother, always putting others first, sharing her joy of laughter, her love for birds and dogs, as well as being a friend and confidant to many. Her death will be a great loss to all who knew her.
Carolyn desired no formal funeral ceremony.
In lieu of flowers the family would like donations sent to: Hospice of the Emerald Coast, 5401 Corporate Woods Dr, Ste. 800, Pensacola, FL. 32504. Please make note to state:
"In Loving Memory of Carolyn Ann Miller."
The family would like to thank Hospice of the Emerald Coast for the wonderful care and emotional help given during Carolyn's battle with ALS. A special thanks is extended to Nurse Carol Orta and CNA D'Arcy Hodges.
Arrangements are by Pensacola Memorial Gardens Funeral Home.
Published in the Pensacola News Journal on 11/20/2007.

11-24-2007, 01:29 PM
Bailey, Michael P.

MICHAEL P. BAILEY Former resident of San Bernardino on Nov. 15, 2007, our beloved Michael lost his battle with Lou Gehrig's Disease at age 47. Michael was a generous, kind and loving man, always putting others before him even in his last days. He leaves behind a loving wife of 28 years, Sandy; a son, Bobby; and a daughter, Crystal; grandchildren and many friends. Services were held in Prescott Valley, Arizona.
Published in the San Bernardino Sun on 11/19/2007.

11-25-2007, 10:22 AM
Mom of seven fought ALS and inspired a community
By Virginia Culver
The Denver Post
Article Last Updated: 11/24/2007 11:18:36 PM MST

Dave and Lisa Nichols have a laugh with son Peter in a 2004 photograph. Lisa Nichols died of cancer after fighting Lou Gehrig's disease for more than three years. (Andy Cross, Denver Post file photo )It was in Lisa Nichols' nature to take care of other people.

But in the past few years, neighbors, friends and relatives banded together to take care of her.

Nichols, who for more than three years battled ALS, often called Lou Gehrig's disease, died of cancer Nov. 15. She was 49.

Friends and neighbors staged a Nichols fundraiser in August 2004 and called it "Band Together."

What started out to be a concert in a driveway turned into a huge event in a Greenwood Village park. Some 2,000 people showed up and Band Together raised $130,000 to help with the needs of Nichols' seven children after her death.

"Lisa was a little mortified about all the attention," said a close friend and neighbor, Susie Roy.

It didn't end there. For months "five meals a week have been arriving at the Nichols house," Roy said.

Friends have driven the Nicholses' kids to events and lessons, picked them up from day care and run other errands.

"She inspired a great community feeling," said Nancy Sharp, mayor of Greenwood Village and one of many involved in the fundraiser. Her illness "was a way for people to get galvanized and show kindness and generosity."

Nichols wanted people to have a "happy experience" after her death, Roy said. So, after the committal service, wine and hors d'oeuvres were served, a harpist played and there was a singalong.

"She was an amazing person in the face of such a horrible and devastating disease," said Leslie Ryan of Denver, director of patient services for the ALS Association. "She faced it with such bravery and grace and taught other people how to deal with it. She had a knowing and listening ear."

Dave Nichols was his wife's biggest fan for the way she mothered their children, her "toughness and brightness" and her faith. To him, "she was just two miracles short of being a saint."

As Lisa Nichols' illness worsened, she used a wheelchair and then a motorized wheelchair. Her right side was unaffected, so she wrote thank-you notes "until her hand couldn't push the pen any more," Roy said.

Lisa Helen Johansing was born in Pasadena, Calif., on Aug. 30, 1958, and graduated from Mayfield High School there. She took classes at Pasadena City College and the University of California at Santa Barbara.

She met Dave Nichols, a Colorado native, through a mutual friend when they both lived in California. They were married in 1981.

Her faith never wavered, friends and family said, and she told her husband to "make sure the kids keep their faith," he said.

Lisa Nichols also is survived by her four daughters: Molly Nichols, Maggie Nichols, Katie Nichols and Ellie Nichols; and three sons: Daniel Nichols, Joseph Nichols and Peter Nichols, all of Greenwood Village; two sisters; and three brothers.

Virginia Culver: 303-954-1223 or vculver@denverpost.com


ALS/MND Registry

11-26-2007, 08:07 AM
Chicago TV news anchor John Drury dies

November 26, 2007

WHEATON, Ill.---- Longtime Chicago television anchor John Drury died on Sunday, the TV station where he worked until his retirement announced. He was 80 years old.

Drury died at his home in Wheaton after a long battle with ALS, also known as Lou Gehrig's Disease, said Jennifer Graves, a vice president at Chicago's ABC 7.

The Peoria-born Drury began working as a news anchor for ABC 7's 10 p.m. newscast in 1984, retiring in 2002. He also worked earlier for several other Chicago television stations, including WGN. Drury started his broadcasting career in 1955 at WTMJ-TV in Milwaukee.

''John passed away peacefully this evening at his home surrounded by his family,'' a Sunday statement from his family said. ''Not only did he fight ALS, he gave back to the community by raising awareness to this disease.''

Former colleagues praised the celebrated newsman's professionalism and storytelling skills.

''John was the consummate journalist -- driven, passionate about telling the truth and, of course, a great communicator,'' said Emily Barr, ABC 7's president and general manager.

Drury is survived by his wife Ann, and by four children.

11-27-2007, 08:22 AM
Jaworski, Robert

Robert Jaworski, 77, Pulaski, died peacefully Sunday, Nov. 25, 2007, at his home from ALS (Lou Gehrig's disease).

The son of the late John Sr. and Rose (Westphal) Jaworski was born July 4, 1930, in the town of Chase and was a U.S. Veteran of the Korean Conflict.

On May 22, 1954, he married Barbara Loberger at St. Anthony Church in Oconto Falls.

Bob and Barbara were dairy farmers until they retired in 1996. The couple were supporters of 4-H in Oconto County. Bob loved to walk the woods, pick mushrooms and hunt. After he retired he especially enjoyed his garden and was generous in sharing the fruits of his labor. Bob loved all of his grandchildren very much, and especially enjoyed attending their sporting events.

In addition to his wife Barbara, survivors include one son, Robert A. Jaworski, Pulaski and his children, Steve, Sara and Jesse; three daughters and one son-in-law, Cindy (Glenn) Zoch, Green Bay and their children, Robyn, Jason, and Amanda; Diana Jaworski (Kevin Pusick), Suamico and her children, Bobby and Brandon; Connie Jaworski, Pulaski and her children, Travis and Rachel; one great-grandson, Jarrod; eight brothers, John Jr. (Rose), Pulaski; Edward (Georgia), Florida; Norbert (Carole), Florida; Matthew (Carol) Madison; Eugene (Nancy), Michigan; James (Donna), Sobieski; Lawrence (Nancy), Sobieski; Ronald (Kathy), Sobieski; four sisters, Dorothy Pecht, Green Bay; Alvina (Myron) Sievert, Pulaski; Mary McVey, Kansas; Elaine (Norbert) VerHaagh, Green Bay; a sister-in-law, Mary Herb, Navarino; and one brother-in-law, Robert Burk; many nieces and nephews, other relatives and friends.

He was preceded in death by one brother, Bill; two sisters, Virginia Burk and Grace Jaworski; and two brothers-in-law, George Pecht and Jim McVey.

Friends may call at Marnocha Funeral Home, Pulaski, from 4 to 8 p.m. Wednesday. Visitation continues after 9:30 a.m. Thursday at SS. Edward & Isidore Church, Flintville. Funeral Mass 10:30 a.m. Thursday at the church, Fr. David Kasperek presiding with burial in Assumption B.V.M. Cemetery, Pulaski.

The family would like to thank all the wonderful people at Unity Hospice and everyone who stopped to visit Bob during his illness.

Online condolences may be expressed at www.marnocha funeralhome.com.

11-28-2007, 03:20 PM
Programming Vet Jim Steel Passes Away From ALS

November 28, 2007

Radio veteran Jim Steel passed away yesterday (November 27) at the age of 45 after a battle with ALS, aka Lou Gehrig's Disease. Steel (real name: Jim Lyle) was most recently Director of Operations for Clear Channel's Omaha and Lincoln, NE stations.

Steel's radio resume began at WIOT/Toledo, where he worked his way up from an intern to a four year run as PD of the station. He joined WHTQ/Orlando after leaving WIOT in 1991, and later programmed KIBZ and KTGL in Lincoln.

When he was diagnosed with ALS, Steel started the non-profit "Get In The Game" organization in Lincoln, which auctioned off music memorabilia to raise funds for the city's ALS chapter. Steel is survived by his wife Karin and five year old daughter Delani.

Current KIBZ PD Tim Sheridan told FMQB, "My wife Jackie and I got to spend an awesome evening with Jim and Karin on his 45th birthday about a month ago. He didn't appear to be in a lot of pain that particular night and he was still able to communicate a little bit with Karin, but for the most part we got to kick back and talk about the 'old days' of radio. You know the old days? The days where you'd read about our industry and didn't see a half page of people that were blown out for budget reasons? Ahhh yeah...the good old days. Now Jim is finally having his 'good old days' and he doesn't have to worry about any budget cuts."

Jim Steel's funeral will take place this Saturday, December 1 at 3 p.m. CT at Shepherd of the Hills Church, 6901 Panama Rd., Hickman, NE 68372. In lieu of flowers, the family says donations can be made to Steel's "Get In The Game" organization:
c/o Karin Lyle
1527 Meadowlark Road,
Lincoln, NE 68521

In June of 2004, FMQB's Paul Heine sat down for an interview with Clear Channel's Jack Evans. Moments into the interview, Evans stopped and asked for the tape recorder to be turned off. He said there was a more important story than his that the industry needed to hear about. An inspirational radio story about life, bottomless bravery, and putting things in proper perspective...a story of a heroic programmer living with ALS. So Heine traveled to Lincoln to meet Jim Steel for one of the more moving and inspirational pieces ever published by FMQB. To view the article in its entirety, please click here.


11-29-2007, 10:06 AM
David Colby

A memorial service for David Bruce Colby, 71, of Gambrills will be held at 1 p.m. Dec. 15 at Severn Run Evangelical Presbyterian Church, 1624 Millersville Road in Millersville.

Mr. Colby died of Lou Gehrig's Disease Nov. 20 in his home after a three-year illness.

He was born May 1, 1936, in Littleton, N.H., and graduated as valedictorian from Littleton High School in 1954. He attended Bates College in Lewison, Maine, on a Union Carbide scholarship and played baseball as a pitcher. He was offered a contract with the Cleveland Indians, but chose to pursue science instead. He graduated in 1958 with honors in physics and mathematics, and earned his master's degree in physics from Wesleyan University in 1960.

Mr. Colby began his 35-year civil service career in 1961 at the former Naval Weapons Laboratory in Dahlgren, Va., and completed assignments at the Office of Telecommunications, Executive Office of the President and the Office of the Secretary of Defense. He was instrumental in helping form the Naval Surface Warfare Center in Dahlgren.

He earned the Navy Meritorious Civilian Service Award when he was 30 for directing a fleet research exercise that still has influence today. He was a founding director of the Colonial Beach Educational Foundation, raising more than $800,000 to help design and construct a new high school. He also sponsored an annual scholarship in the name of his son, who died in a plane crash after returning from peacekeeping duties with the 101st Airborne in Egypt. After retirement, he became a member of the vestry of St. Mary's Episcopal Church in Colonial Beach, leading Bible studies.

Mr. Colby was known for being devoted to his family and willing to help others. He passed on his interest in sports, science and engineering to his children, and was an avid reader and computer enthusiast. He enjoyed the Maine coast, and rebuilt his wife's parents' cottage in Kennebunkport, Maine.

He was preceded in death by one son, Army Sgt. Stephen Rice Colby; his parents, Reginald Merton and Margaret Bedell Colby; and one sister, Carolyn Colby Ellis.

Survivors include his wife, Judith Ann "Judy" Rice Colby; one son, Glenn David Colby of Hollywood, Md.; one daughter, Linda Colby Pautsch of Severna Park; one sister, Susan Colby Sumadi of San Antonio, Texas; and 11 grandchildren.

Family and friends may visit from 6 to 8 p.m. today at Barranco and Sons Severna Park Funeral Home, 495 Ritchie Highway. Interment is private.

Memorial contributions may be made to Hospice of the Chesapeake, 445 Defense Highway, Annapolis, MD 21401.


11-29-2007, 10:15 AM
Rogg, Kirk L.

OVERLAND PARK - Rogg, Dr. Kirk L., age 42, went home to be with his Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, Sunday, November 25, 2007, after a courageous battle with ALS. Visitation will be held on Thursday, November 29, from 6:00-8:00 p.m. at Olathe Bible Church, 13700 W. 151st Street, Olathe, KS, followed by a Celebration of his Life on Friday, November 30 at 10:00 a.m., also at the church. Interment to follow at Pleasant Valley Cemetery. In lieu of flowers, the family suggests remembrances to the Nehemiah Project K.C. Foundation, which may be reached at www.nehemiahprojectkc.com. Kirk was born January 6, 1965 in Wichita, KS to Ronald and Deanna Rogg. He received his Bachelors of Science degree, Masters and PhD in Industrial Organization Psychology from Kansas State University. He married Angela Schumaker on June 4, 1988 in Manhattan, KS. Together, they raised their three daughters, Danielle, Hannah, and Sarah as they moved from Manhattan, KS, to Grosse Pointe, MI, and most recently, Overland Park, KS. Kirk was active as a member of Olathe Bible Church, Bible Study Fellowship, and served on the Board of Christ Preparatory Academy. He was a Senior Vice-President of AON Consulting. Kirk valued spending time with his family and friends, and especially enjoyed their time at Table Rock Lake. He is survived by his wife, Angela, and their three daughters, all of the home, his parents, Ron and Deanna Rogg, Valley Center, KS, his brothers, Kyle Rogg, Wichita, KS and Kasey Rogg, Olathe, KS. His desire was to bring God glory by the way he lived his life and faced his struggle with Lou Gehrig's Disease (ALS). To leave a message for the family, please visit www. Penwellgabel.com
Published in the Wichita Eagle on 11/27/2007.

11-30-2007, 04:26 PM
Gregory's family says thanks

View GalleryBy Phil Wilkinson

The family of Mike Gregory has paid a heart-felt thank you to those who attended his funeral and said he would have "loved such a fitting send off".
They have been moved by the touching tributes that have been paid to the former Great Britain captain and Wigan coach.
And widow Erica said the incredible number of people who paid their respects at his funeral last Friday has been a huge help.
Sacred Heart RC Church was packed and hundreds more were left outside to hear the moving service relayed on loud speakers on a bitterly cold winter afternoon.

Erica said: "I want to say a massive 'thank you' to all the people who turned up.
"Mike would have loved such a wonderful send off. It was the saddest day of my life, but Mike would have loved it.
"Those who have helped, and continue to help, have been brilliant."
Dad-of-two Mike died peacefully at home last Monday lunchtime after a four-year battle with a form of motor neurone disease.

Erica reserved special praise for close friends Joe and Nicola Lydon for organising "a wonderful service".
On another day, on another occasion, last Friday afternoon in Springfield would have been an autograph hunters' paradise as a host of former players and stars of rugby league joined family, friends and fans in paying their respects.

Graeme West, Jason Robinson, Shaun Edwards, Andy Gregory, Andy Farrell, Denis Betts, Steve Hampson, Kris Radlinski, Brian Carney, Neil Cowie, Billy Boston, Colin Clarke, Mick Cassidy and Martin Dermott were among the former Wigan players in attendance.
They were joined by Warriors coach Brian Noble, new chairman Ian Lenagan as well as players and representatives from Warrington and St Helens, clubs Mike served as a player and assistant coach respectively.

The coffin left the Gregory family home in Standish-lower-Ground shortly after midday on Friday, and as it passed Christopher Park, the Wigan Athletic players applauded.
By the time the family arrived at Sacred Heart RC Church, the streets were filled with hundreds of mourners the pews were packed an hour before the service began at 2pm.

The coffin entered the church to the music from the film Gladiator; the six pallbearers had served as his ushers at Mike's wedding to Erica, while two more friends carried a floral tribute which read, 'Daddy'.
In every respect, the mass was a celebration of Mike's life as a rugby player, coach, friend, brother, son, husband and dad.

In a moving speech, Father Andrew Jolley, parish priest of Sacred Heart, described Mike's death at such a young age as a tragedy, and his life as an unfinished symphony.
He revealed Mike's first venture into professional sport was as a ballboy for Wigan Athletic, and he made the congregation smile as he remembered how, as a young child, Mike once interrupted one of his services when the priest raised his arms aloft, his robe draping from his arms, Mike shouted out: "Batman".

Mike's sense of fun was illustrated elsewhere during the hour-and-a-half service, not least in a stirring eulogy delivered by Wigan's new chief executive Joe Lydon, Mike's best man at his wedding.
He recalled how Mike could fix a stare on you "that told you when you'd missed a tackle or, worse still, a round."

The tears were broken by more laughter as Joe recalled one memorable Boxing Day drinking session down Wigan Lane.
In one of the pubs, there was a door with a sign reading Beware of the Dog.
Mike, dressed in a gorilla costume, banged repeatedly on the door to aggravate the dog, then opened the door to release the angry pet, took shelter and laughed as the dog terrorised a stunned bar.

Erica had written a touching poem which was read out by her close friend Nicola Lydon, in which she lovingly referred to Mike as her "gentle giant with the crooked smile".
Mike called her "his rock" as she nursed him through his illness.
After the service had finished, the coffin was taken out to the same Gladiator music and spontaneous, rapturous applause from those gathered outside, who wanted to say their own 'thank you'.

The congregation waited patiently to exit the building, all of them grateful for the way Mike had touched their lives ... and with the final words printed on the back page of the Order of Service still in their minds.
"We're not here for a long time, we're here for a good time." Michael Keith Gregory.

12-01-2007, 11:20 AM
James Allen Lyle, 45, volunteerism advocate
Akron native was behind Get In The Game, agency that encourages volunteers

Published on Saturday, Dec 01, 2007

Beacon Journal staff report

James Allen Lyle gave of himself and encouraged others to do the same to leave this a better world.

Mr. Lyle, 45, died Tuesday in Lincoln, Neb. He succumbed to amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS), also known as Lou Gehrig's disease.

Mr. Lyle, an advocate for volunteerism, was an Akron native and Barberton High School and Bowling Green State University graduate.

ALS, which seems to strike at random, claims a person's ability to walk, talk, swallow and breathe.

Mr. Lyle was the architect of Get In The Game, which is a nonprofit organization that encourages volunteerism.

He was the recipient of a plethora of awards: Chairman's Award for service to broadcasting from the Nebraska Broadcasters Association; Heroes Award in recognition of Outstanding Performance from Clear Channel Radio; and a first degree black belt in Tai Shin Karate.

In addition to his wife, Karin, daughter Delani and other family members, Mr. Lyle loved all things Cleveland, especially its professional sports teams.

A paid obituary in the Lincoln Journal Star announced his death.

''Celebration of Life Saturday (12/1/07) at 3 p.m. at Shepherd of the Hills, Hickman . . . with reception to follow . . . Jim requested casual dress, would like you to wear purple (T-shirts & jeans), absolutely no black,'' it read.

Beacon Journal staff report

James Allen Lyle gave of himself and encouraged others to do the same to leave this a better world.

Mr. Lyle, 45, died Tuesday in Lincoln, Neb. He succumbed to amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS), also known as Lou Gehrig's disease.

Mr. Lyle, an advocate for volunteerism, was an Akron native and Barberton High School and Bowling Green State University graduate.

ALS, which seems to strike at random, claims a person's ability to walk, talk, swallow and breathe.

Mr. Lyle was the architect of Get In The Game, which is a nonprofit organization that encourages volunteerism.

He was the recipient of a plethora of awards: Chairman's Award for service to broadcasting from the Nebraska Broadcasters Association; Heroes Award in recognition of Outstanding Performance from Clear Channel Radio; and a first degree black belt in Tai Shin Karate.

In addition to his wife, Karin, daughter Delani and other family members, Mr. Lyle loved all things Cleveland, especially its professional sports teams.

A paid obituary in the Lincoln Journal Star announced his death.

''Celebration of Life Saturday (12/1/07) at 3 p.m. at Shepherd of the Hills, Hickman . . . with reception to follow . . . Jim requested casual dress, would like you to wear purple (T-shirts & jeans), absolutely no black,'' it read.

12-01-2007, 05:03 PM
Reis, Betty

Hillcrest Memorial Center

A beautiful spirit has passed from this world. Betty Marie (Hofer) Reis died on Nov. 26, 2007 after a courageous, dignified and inspiring battle with ALS (Lou Gehrig's disease). Wife, mother, daughter, sister, friend, and teacher, Betty will be deeply mourned by all whose lives she touched.

Betty was born to Col. Charles E. and Lucille A. (Jarrells) Hofer on October 10, 1949 in Breckenridge, MN. The youngest of four children (Shirley, George, and Tom), Betty traveled extensively with her family. As a child in the 1950s, she lived in the Alaskan Territory and occupied Japan. When out with her Japanese nanny, Betty made quite an impression on the locals as the kimono-clad little blond girl who could speak Japanese.

Betty and her family eventually settled down in Everett, WA, where she graduated from Everett High School. She attended Everett Junior College (where she first met her husband, Mark) and the University of Washington, earning degrees in Germanics and Education. She attended the Goethe Institute in Germany for 15 months as part of her studies. Betty and Mark were married September 22, 1973, and briefly lived in Seattle while Mark finished graduate school. During this time, Betty was a Systems Analyst for a reinsurance firm. They moved to San Luis Obispo, CA in 1976 and were blessed with a wonderful daughter, Danica, a year later. In addition to being a new mother, Betty taught Chinese cooking classes and studied French.

Returning to the Northwest in 1980, Betty's energy and spirit poured forth into her many interests and accomplishments. Her activities reflected her love of nature, passion for good food and commitment to community service. Betty was a Master Gardner, Leader of Guide Dog and Pony Club youth groups and a volunteer fire fighter. She made time to run her catering company and develop a passion for fabrics dying and basketry. Most recently, Betty was the Office Manager for Kiona Wineries, a job she loved because of the kindness and generosity of the Williams family.

Diagnosed with ALS in mid-2006, the courage and good spirits with which she faced her affliction is an inspiration to her family and friends to look at their own adversities with a more positive perspective. One day, when talking about ALS to Mark, Betty commented, 'Well, it could be worse.' Much-perplexed given her condition, he asked, 'How?' With that glint of humor in her eye, she replied 'It could be contagious.' Even during her illness, Betty's house was the focal point for her craft group and a weekly movie day. Betty continued to enjoy life and take a personal interest in the lives of those who surrounded her.

Betty is survived by her husband, Mark, daughter Danica and son-in-law Rick Garcia; her mother, Lucielle; her sister, Shirley Klien; brother George Hofer; brother-in-law Ed Klein, Art, John, Kevin, and Ron Reis; sisters-in-law, Joan Hofer, Pam Hofer, Debbie Reis, Julia Reis, and Mary Reis; and many beloved nieces and nephews. She was proceeded in death by her father, Charles E. Hofer, and her brother, Tom Hofer.

Many very special friends made her final months most fulfilling for Betty. Marcia, Pam, Cheryl, Sharon, Betsy, Carol, and others taught us that not all angels have wings or flowing white robes. The true angels come dressed in jeans to dye fabrics and read, weave baskets, make jewelry, watch movies, gossip, laugh and cry together. The kindness, love and personal attention they showed Betty cannot be measured or even fully appreciated.

Betty, you are already deeply missed and each day will reveal even more deeply the profound loss of your spirit to the world.

Services will be held at 2 p.m., Saturday, December 1, 2007, at St. Paul's Episcopal Church in Kennewick. Her family requests that any donations or remembrances be made to the ALS Society, Evergreen Chapter, the Tri-City Hospice at The Chaplaincy, or to your favorite charity in her name.

The Reis family sincerely thanks all the friends and family who enriched Betty's life and made all her days so special.

For more information or to sign the guestbook go to www.hillcrestmemorialcenter.com

12-01-2007, 05:06 PM
Brady Jr., Tom Henry

Tom Henry Brady, Jr.
Tom Brady passed away into the arms of Jesus on, November 27, 2007 at his home in Charlotte, NC surrounded by his loving wife and family.
Born April 8, 1960 in Charlotte, NC, he is the son of Tom & Edna Brady of Cornelia, GA. Tom graduated from West Mecklenburg High School, Charlotte, NC., attended Catawba Heights Baptist Church, and was also a lifelong member of Sunset Road Baptist Church. He was the owner of Brady Electric and Control for 22 years, making many lifelong friends and prided himself with honest and hard work.
Tom is survived by his faithful wife and best friend Debbie Westbrook Brady; his parents, Tom Brady Sr. and Edna Brady; aunts, Katie Williams of Clarksville, GA., Edith Knudsen (Ken) of Sunnyvale, CA.; uncle, Watt Brady of Demorest, GA.; sister-in-law, Pat Fair & husband Terry (Amy & Brett) of Huntersville, NC.; brother-in-law, Robert Westbrook and wife Becky (Justin & Zachary) of Mt. Holly, NC.; and numerous cousins. Tom was predeceased by his grandparents, Claude and Sallie Brady and Rossie & Geneva Forester.
Tom's courage and strength during his valiant fight with ALS (Lou Gehrig's Disease) was an inspiration to everyone he came in contact with. Through all his pain and suffering he remained a constant source of love and laughter. He gave us smiles each and everyday, and even in the face of death, he never once faltered in his faith and love for his Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, and it was his desire that everyone he knew would also know Jesus so that he may see you again in Heaven. Tom was a unique individual who holds a special place in the hearts of all that knew him. We will love and miss him always.
Tom's happiest times were spent while riding his Harley-Davidson or on the lake in his boat. To honor Tom's love for Gaston County Toy Run for Kids and Travlin' Light Motorcycle Ministry, there will be a motorcycle procession from the church to the graveside and all are welcome to join.
A celebration of Tom's life will be held at Catawba Heights Baptist Church, 311 Belmont Rd., Belmont, NC on Friday, November 30, 2007 at 1:00pm. Pastor Raymond Johns Jr. officiating. Burial will immediately follow the service at Denver United Methodist Church cemetery, Denver, NC. Visitation will be held at Raymer Funeral Home, Huntersville, NC from 6pm to 9pm on Thursday, November 29, 2007.
Pallbearers will be; Grover Nunnery, James Bailey, Bill Elwood, Sunny Watkins, Bill Adams, and Calvin Stewart. Honorary pallbearers will be the members of Travlin' Light Motorcycle Ministry.
Memorials may be made to any of the following: Hospice Charlotte, ALS Assoc., or to Catawba Heights Baptist Church.
Tom and his family owe a debt of gratitude to everyone that cared for him throughout his illness, especially Dr. John Barkley and Beth Bleavins, and their team at Hospice of Charlotte & Lake Norman; Dr. Al Hudson, Charlotte Medical Clinic; Dr. James Caress, Theresa Johnston-Crows and Carla Ruth of Wake Forest University Baptist Medical Center, Sue Humphries, ALS Assoc, Jim 'Catfish' Hunter Chapter, Laura Armstrong and Linda Penley, and countless others. You have all been a blessing and will always be held close in our hearts, and we thank you for loving Tom.
Raymer Funeral Home, Huntersville, NC is serving the family.
Published in the Charlotte Observer on 11/29/2007.

12-02-2007, 11:27 AM
The taste of his life from post to meals
Kanagasabai Vivekanandarajah

Among my several cousins, Vivekanandarajah better known as Vive stood out from the rest since he was the only son of my fathers only brother. But as fate would have it, he succumbed to a rare illness, termed Motor Neurone Disease, in Cochin, India on October 18, having been hurriedly flown from Canada for specialist ayurvedic attention.

Vive first attended St. Anthony's College, Wattala and then Wesley College, Colombo before he joined the Post & Telegraphic Department as an inspector. He rose to the rank of D.I.T. within a short period. It was as D.I.T Mount Lavinia that he carved a name for himself. With his calm, cool and easy manners, he earned a wide circle of friends and customers. His humanistic attitude towards his staff and his ability to mix with people from all strata in society made him the most popular and sought-after officer in the department.

It is at this time of his illustrious career, he was urged by his wife and in-laws who had migrated to Canada after the 1983 riots to join them. He was sad to leave the department in 1987 on premature retirement, leaving behind friends, customers and the country he loved very much.

Having settled down in Toronto with his wife and only child, he was soon running an agency post office named Royal Bank Plaza before venturing into the catering business in 1993, utilizing the technical expertise of his wife Kamala, a home science graduate. He named the catering centre Raja Ram coining the end of his name with that of his son Ramesh.

Raja Ram catering service caught the local market of Toronto and was soon a craze among expatriates from Sri Lanka and South India. The catering service bloomed into a large profitable concern with hundreds of employees and was soon to become a challenge to other leading hotels and food centres. No Sri Lankan wedding function or get-together was complete without their expert catering services.

Vive, as he was in Mount Lavinia, became a popular figure in Ontario. Immaculately dressed at all times, he was a benevolent figure caring for the needs of his employees who adored him in return. He was the godfather of my two daughters in Canada and a tower of strength in their lives.

A few years ago, he made a sudden visit to Sri Lanka with his wife and was in Colombo meeting all his friends. He also visited his native place Karaveddy, met his long lost relatives and paid homage to local temples, including the Nagappooshana Amman Temple in Kayts.

He leaves behind his beloved wife, loving son and his only grandson, little Gauutham. I miss him dearly. May he attain the supreme bliss of Moksha under the feet of our deity Thatchanthoppu Vinayagar.

By A.R.S. Mahalingam

12-03-2007, 06:25 PM
JAMES Kemsley, the artist behind the Ginger Meggs comic strip, died yesterday of motor neuron disease at the age of 59.

Ginger Meggs has a legion of loyal readers and is the most syndicated Australian comic strip, appearing in more than 120 newspapers in Australia and around the world.

Kemsley became the fourth artist to draw the comic strip following the death of Lloyd Piper in 1984.

In 1982, Kemsley was recruited to work on the Ginger Meggs movie, released at a time when the comic strip's popularity was flagging.

But under Kemsley, Ginger Meggs has enjoyed unprecedented popularity.

In 1999, Kemsley and Ginger Meggs signed with the US-based Atlantic Syndication for worldwide distribution, and the comic strip is now distributed across 30 countries.

Kemsley leaves behind his wife Helen and three sons.


12-04-2007, 09:55 PM
McCutcheon, onetime trainer, dies

Former trainer J.R. McCutcheon, better known by his nickname, "Coach," in honor of his previous career as a football coach, died Friday after a long battle with Lou Gehrig's Disease. He was 83.

McCutcheon is survived by two daughters, including Sally Valenti, the widow of one of California's most prominent owners and breeders in the 1980s, Pete Valenti. McCutcheon's wife, Dorothy, died earlier this year.

McCutcheon, who served in the Army during World War II, owned and trained for 39 years after an accomplished career as a head football coach at the high school and college levels in California. He won four California Interscholastic Federation championships and was a longtime coach at Antelope Valley (Calif.) Junior College.

As a trainer, McCutcheon won 319 races.

According to Valenti, a memorial service for McCutcheon will be held Dec. 11 at 11 a.m. at The Fountains Mobile Home Park, 3530 Damien Ave., La Verne, Calif. Handicapper and journalist Gordon Jones will deliver the eulogy.

In lieu of flowers, Valenti requested that donations be made to the Antelope Valley College Foundation, 6215 Edna Road, San Luis Obispo, CA 93402.

12-04-2007, 09:58 PM
Nancy K. Beck

Nancy K. Beck, age 64, formerly of Manitowoc, died on Sunday, Dec. 2, of ALS (Lou Gehrigs Disease) at her home in Eau Claire with her loving family by her side.

Funeral service will be 10 a.m. Saturday, Dec. 8, at Trinity Lutheran Church, 1314 E. Lexington Blvd., Eau Claire.

Visitation will be Friday, Dec. 7, from 5 to 7 p.m. at Evergreen Funeral Home, 4611 Commerce Valley Road, and also one hour prior to service at the church. Interment will be later in Cable.

In lieu of flowers, memorials are preferred to the family and will be given towards ALS research.

12-05-2007, 12:01 PM
Angelo Plaez
PLAEZ, ANGELO , 69, passed away Wednesday, November 28th at Florida Hospital, Altamonte Springs following a courageous battle with ALS (Lou Gehrig's disease). Angelo was born in Buenos Aires, Argentina and worked in data processing and later in sales. With a real estate license he worked in time share sales and leasing and his favorite pastime was watching sports. He leaves behind Lillian, his devoted wife of over 40 years and a sister in Argentina, Aida Scheinfeld. He was a wonderful, loving father to the late Debbie Armstrong Gray and Alicia (Chris) Kovar, grandfather to Jessica (Scott) Long, Brendan Kovar, and
uncle to Jorge and Ricky Scheinfeld of Argentina. He will be greatly missed. Graveside services will be held Monday, December 3, 2007 at 11AM at Congregation Ohev Shalom Cemetery with Rabbi Aaron Rubinger officiating. In lieu of flowers memorial contributions can be made to ALS Foundation, Hadassah, Congregation Ohev Shalom or JCC. A gathering for all will be held immediately after the services at the home of Lillian Plaez. Services entrusted to Beth Shalom
Memorial Chapel, 640 Lee Road, Orlando. 407-599-1180
Published in the Orlando Sentinel on 12/2/2007.

12-05-2007, 12:03 PM
Francis Damaris BurnettBOULDER, Colo.

Francis Damaris Burnett April 25, 1925- November 28, 2007

Dear Ones,

Family, friends, colleagues, and acquaintances, it is with joy that I write to let you know that I have overcome the disease ALS, known as Lou Gehrig's Disease and the challenges of life on earth; and passed into life eternal with my heavenly Father.

Reflecting on this journey is a reminder of how much has happened in my life of over 82 years. I was born on a dry land wheat farm near Mullinville, Kansas in 1925 to Zula and Bert McFadden. My brothers Kenneth, Wilber and sister Mildred survive. My husband of over 62 years, Duane, was born on a neighboring farm. We attended grade school together and grew up friends. I attended Kansas State University where I studied accounting. Duane and I were married in 1945 while he was in the Army Air Forces. After the war, we moved to Boulder with our infant daughter Tena Suzanne, now Mrs. Fred Engelman Jr. I made a home for our growing family while Duane studied architectural engineering at the University of Colorado. Before he graduated in 1951 we had two sons, Larry Dee and Brian Paul, both are life-long residents of Boulder. Our family has worked at building construction and land development in our growing community. I was employed at the CU College of Engineering for over twenty years, eventually becoming the administrative assistant to Dean Max Peters of the College of Engineering. I have been blessed with five grandchildren, four of whom, Roger Burnett, Alex Burnett, Scott Engelman, and Rick Engelman, have earned degrees from the University of Colorado. My beloved granddaughter, Betsy Burnett, is presently a student at CU.

In the 1950s I was among the charter members of Mountain View United Methodist Church, which has been my church home ever since. There I have enjoyed the fellowship of many friends in the body of Christ and I am again with those who have gone before. Remember me as one who valued personal integrity, high standards, and hard work towards noble goals through gentle perseverance and steadfast love.

Please join my family in celebrating my life at a funeral service on Saturday December 8, 2007 at the Mullinville United Methodist Church at 10:00am, followed by interment and dinner.

In lieu of flowers, my family requests donations for The ALS Association Rocky Mountain Chapter, 1201 East Colfax Ave., Ste. 202, Denver, CO 80218 or a charity of the giver's choice.

12-06-2007, 07:45 AM
David Bruce Colby

GAMBRILLS, Md. David Bruce Colby, 71, lost his courageous three-year battle with ALS (Lou Gehrig's Disease) on Nov. 20, 2007, at his home in Gambrills, Md., with his beloved wife Judith Rice Colby at his side.

After his retirement in 1996, they spent summers at their home in Kennebunkport.

Born in Littleton, N.H., on May 1, 1936, Dave was the son of the late Reginald Merton and Margaret Bedell Colby.

He pursued his love of science and sports while attending Bates College in Lewiston on a Union Carbide scholarship. An outstanding baseball pitcher, he received a contract offer from the Cleveland Indians. Dave chose to forgo baseball in his final year at Bates to concentrate on his studies, graduating with honors in physics and mathematics in 1958.

A week after graduation Dave wed his college sweetheart, Judith Ann Rice, before heading to Wesleyan University in Middletown, Conn., where he received his Master's Degree in physics in 1960.

In 1961 Dave began a distinguished 35 year civil service career, with the last 25 years at the senior executive level. Starting at the former Naval Weapons Laboratory in Dahlgren, Va., his career encompassed assignments at the Office of Telecommunications, Executive Office of the President, and the Office of the Secretary of Defense.

Dave was preceded in death by his son Stephen Rice Colby in 1985; and sister Carolyn Colby Ellis in 2004.

He is survived by his wife Judy; sister Susan Colby Sumadi of San Antonio, Texas; daughter Linda Colby Pautsch of Severna Park, Md.; son Glenn David Colby of Hollywood, Md.; nephew Scott Colby Ellis of Kennebunk; niece Margaret "Peggy" Ellis of Astoria, N.Y., niece Sarah Sumadi of San Antonio, Texas; and 11 grandchildren.

Service notice Memorial Services will be held Saturday, Dec. 15 at 1 p.m. in the Severn Run Evangelical Presbyterian Church, 1624 Millersville Road, Millersville, MD. In lieu of flowers, the family requests that donations be sent to: Hospice of the Chesapeake, 445 Defense Highway, Annapolis, MD 21401.

Arrangements by Barranco & Sons Funeral Home. Online condolences may be made at www.barrancofuneralhome.com.

12-12-2007, 07:23 AM
Steven Walter Saxon

Steven W. Saxon, 54, of 4218 South 12th St., Sheboygan, died Sunday, December 9, 2007 at St. Nicholas Hospital of Lou Gehrig's Disease.

He was born March 28, 1953 in Chicago, the son of Richard and Judith (Hoffmann) Saxon. He attended Joliet High School.

Steven was a Limo Driver. He lived with Laurie Hening, his spouse under God. Steven was a member of Bethany Reformed Church in Sheboygan.

He was a die hard Harley Motorcycle person and loved animals. He was loved and adored by his family.

Survivors include his parents, Richard of Chicago and Judith Reese of Sheboygan; three daughters, Shyanne Engstrom of Sheboygan, Jessica Lynn (William Boettcher) Hening of De Pere, Heather Hening; two sons, Waylon Saxon of Sheboygan, Steven S. Saxon of De Pere; two grandchildren, Maylena Ione Neuaone, Liam James Boettcher; two sisters, Laura (Richard) Ramminger of Sheboygan, Cherise Grisa of Sheboygan; one brother, Richard (Sheri) Saxon of Sheboygan; nieces and nephews.

He was preceded in death by his grandparents; a brother-in-law, Ken Grisa; and a cousin, Eric Gustafson.

A memorial service will be held on Friday, December 14, 2007 at 3:00 p.m. at the Wenig Funeral Home of Sheboygan Falls. Friends may greet the family on Friday, from 2:30 p.m. until the time of the service.

A memorial fund will be established in his name.

Online condolences may be sent to wenig@wenigfuneralhome.com.

The staff of the Wenig Funeral Home of Sheboygan Falls (920-467-3431) is serving the Saxon family.

The Sheboygan Press

December 12, 2007

12-12-2007, 09:15 AM

Male, 64 years
Poynette, WI

Received some bad news last night about 6 p.m. that our neighbor down the road, Jim Wilkins, died sometime Sunday night or early Monday morning. He is the one you were corresponding with on the ALS chat site. How ironic that he died almost two years to the date he was diagnosed with the incurable disease. Jim went in about 4-5 weeks ago to get a neck brace because he couldn't keep his head up straight any longer. He then had a problem breathing last week and went in to have a tracheotomy done. He wasn't doing too well with the trachy so they re-operated to stop some of the bleeding. Some friends of ours went up to the hospital last week to visit him and Carol said it seemed that he was just giving up and had enough. Jim was then transferred to a Hospice care place and that is where he died. I think the funeral will be on Friday but haven't heard anything for sure.


12-17-2007, 10:39 AM
A pause, this evening...
A few comments to an earlier post (as well as a couple of well-meaning emails) have tweaked me slightly for, *ahem* showing off (regarding either current project mobility and/or high-profile acquaintances), and to be perfectly honest, that was exactly what I was doing.

Someone in my family died today, and I'm trying not to let it settle in. So I'm posting about Lazy Sunday stuff, and sending Christmas presents, and several pages of silly fun comics.

He was the person that began teaching me Tae Kwon Do when I was twelve; and he died today of Lou Gehrig's Disease.

And others in my family are more affected, today, because I'm not done processing it.

This journal is my news source, and soap box, and personal stage - and I rarely share personal things here, unless they're important.

And, for those other family members and friends who are reading this - it seems only appropriate now, that the scrappy character in THE INDIGO KING is named 'Fred'. But it's killing me that he'll never get to read it.

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2007-12-17 07:04 am UTC (link)
I'm so sorry. My best friend died at the end of September, and I still haven't dealt with it. I'll think of tae kwon do when I read about Fred in THE INDIGO KING.
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2007-12-17 07:15 am UTC (link)
Well, that did it. I just burst into tears reading that.

Fred (the people Fred) introduced me to SF in large part as well. He was an Andre Norton buff, and a Darkover fan as well.

My Fred (the badger Fred) is smarter than others realize.

And that's just two thoughts colliding in my head, and I totally get the 'not dealing with it' thing, and I appreciate the comment, Karen. A lot.
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2007-12-17 07:12 am UTC (link)
I'm very sorry for your loss.

I hope you get every opportunity to handle and express (or evade or deny) your eventual grief in the ways that feel right to you. It's your journal. Don't worry about what other people think.
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2007-12-17 07:17 am UTC (link)
Thank you.

There will probably be a chance in a week or so - he and his wife gave me my favorite Christmas present ever: THE SMITHSONIAN BOOK OF COMIC BOOK COMICS.

Still have it. Still adore it. Still think of them when I read it.
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2007-12-17 07:29 am UTC (link)
I'm very sorry for your loss.

And showing off is a perfectly acceptable use of your journal. Personally, I love it when my art/writing/music friends post tantalizing things. It gives me something to look forward to. You are on my very short list (with Theo Black, Tony DeTerlizzi, and Ari Berk) of people whom I hope to someday have illustrate something of mine. Show off more!
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2007-12-17 07:32 am UTC (link)
Thank you - on a couple of counts!

(Hope your recovery continues apace!)

'Tantalizing' was part of my thought process (on the public side of things) as in: what IS he up to with those Henson people?

Among other things.

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2007-12-17 07:48 am UTC (link)
Usually not at a loss of words, I can now only say that I'm very sorry of your loss and offer you my deepest condolences. Oh my ...

Neither do I know you in person ("only" through your work and the journal here) nor did I get the chance of knowing Fred personally, but I'm sure he ignited a lot of things in you that still thrive and flourish in you and are part of the wonderful person and artist you've become.

And unless these things in you die away, you can be sure that Fred will always be with you - and thus also with us, your readers and fans.

I thank Fred for that.

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2007-12-17 07:50 am UTC (link)
Thanks for this.

It's been coming a while, and he's gotten bad just in the last few weeks (as in, needing around the clock care), but it's still rattling to the core. He wasn't sixty, yet. Way too young.
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2007-12-17 08:04 am UTC (link)
If you love somebody, it somehow always will be to early if he has to go, regardless of age. And the circumstances are not of real importance. It's one of the bad bargains we get from being alive. Loss ... Everything, literally, only being temporarily ...

But on the other hand there's always the memory of the things one has shared with the person that isn't there anymore. And if you do not give these precious feelings and memories, you'll cut something out of that bad bargain - preserving something from being temporary by making it everlasting.

I'm sure you can do the trick.

So sorry, but I'll have to sign off for now - have to leave for work; gonna be a little late already, but that's ... temporary :-).

Best wishes,
translatorius aka Michael

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2007-12-17 11:34 am UTC (link)
.........yeah. Successful people aren't allowed to mention their good fortune because it might make insecure people feel insignificant.

Those people need to get a grip.
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2007-12-17 12:53 pm UTC (link)
My grandmother succumbed to ALS after conquering breast cancer. It is such a terrible disease it makes me angry that we still know so little about it and that research for it is underfunded. I'm sorry for your loss.
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2007-12-17 01:32 pm UTC (link)
I'm so sorry. I hope the holidays will give you some time and space to mourn your loss.

As for the showing-off thing: don't sweat it. It's nice to see people doing well and enjoying it. I read your tone as shared (and a bit fanboy-ish) glee that professionally, you were having a good year, which made me smile.

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2007-12-17 01:40 pm UTC (link)
Ah, so sorry to hear of your loss.I am a firm believer in things going on, of good never being dinminished just changed. But for all that, our sorrow is real, and I am sad for yours.
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2007-12-17 03:13 pm UTC (link)
Agh, very sorry to hear. Do what you need to do to feel better, whether it's showing off or lazing around. Personally, I always love knowing who people know and reveling in the fun they have. So, no worries. Grieve well.
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12-18-2007, 07:11 AM
Fairfield Man Dies After Battle With ALS

FAIRFIELD (NEWS CENTER) -- Al Hendsbee was featured in a NEWS CENTER Special Report last month. We first met Hendsbee in November 2006.

Hendsbee's wife tells NEWS CENTER her husband got a respiratory infection and wasn't able to fight it off. She says he died peacefully Sunday morning.

Doctors diagnosed Hendsbee with ALS four and a half years ago, and he slowly lost the ability to use his muscles. Hendsbee was confined to chair and couldn't move on his own.

Until the end, Hendsbee kept his faith and his sense of humor. Al Hendsbee, a former Maine State Police detective, was 58 years old.

Hendsbee's funeral will be Friday at 2pm at the Faith Evangelical Free Church at 250 Kennedy Memorial Drive in Waterville.


12-18-2007, 04:44 PM

Services will be held Wednesday, Dec. 19 for Brad T. Schoon, 47, of Geneseo, Ill. Brad died Sunday, Dec. 16 following a five-month battle with Lou Gehrig's (ALS) disease. He was surrounded by his family.
A "Celebration of Brad's Life" will be Wednesday, Dec. 19 at 3 p.m. in the Geneseo High School Gymnasium. Per his request cremation rites have been accorded. Vandemore Funeral Home, Geneseo is assisting the family with arrangements.
In lieu of gifts or flowers, the family requests donations be made to the "Brad Schoon Memorial Scholarship Fund", c/o Central Bank, 101 North State Street, Geneseo, IL 61254. The fund will annually benefit a deserving Geneseo High School college bound senior.
Brad was a loving and caring husband and father. He was a considerate and helpful son, thoughtful brother, and a great friend to many. He was a dedicated high school science teacher for 23 years, the last 12 at Geneseo High School in Ill. He was respected by his colleagues and loved by his students.
Brad is survived by his wife, Renada and daughters Lindsay and Sara, his parents Neil (Pate) and Pat Schoon of Anamosa and his brothers Cris (Nancy) Schoon and Todd (Jennifer) Schoon.
Following the "Celebration", family and friends are invited to the Geneseo High School cafeteria for a time of reflection and sharing. Food donations will be welcome at the "Celebration".


12-18-2007, 07:18 PM
Richard Koerner a.k.a. Rudy
Male, 66 years
Pickerington, OH
rudyk58 Data Quality: 1 star ALS: 5 yrs Bi-Pap Wheelchair Bulbar: moderate Arms: severe Chest: moderate Legs: severe See profile Member since: 12/05
Last updated: 05/18/07

12-18-2007, 09:24 PM
Joe Martinez

12-19-2007, 07:35 AM

Stephen Mathes

Pioneering Leader in Plastic Surgery Dies of ALS

Stephen Mathes, MD, professor emeritus in the UCSF Department of Surgery and a pioneer in reconstructive surgery, died on Nov. 20, 2007, after a long and valiant battle with ALS (Lou Gehrigs disease).

A longtime member of the UCSF faculty, Mathes was a towering figure in 20th century plastic and reconstructive surgery. He was a role model, educator, mentor and a gifted surgeon. Mathes will be remembered by his many friends and those he trained as brilliant, creative, supportive, energetic, lively and fun-loving.

Dr. Mathes was a respected leader in plastic and reconstructive surgery who made seminal contributions to the field of plastic surgery, said Nancy Ascher, MD, PhD, professor and chair of the UCSF Department of Surgery. He has had a profound influence on his many trainees, colleagues, patients and on UCSF as a whole.

UCSF and the plastic and reconstructive surgery community have lost a leader, innovator, mentor and compassionate human being, she said. Born in 1943 and raised in New Orleans, Mathes attended Louisiana State University in Baton Rouge and obtained his medical degree at LSU School of Medicine in New Orleans. While in Baton Rouge, he played for the LSU tennis team; tennis remained his favorite sport, and he enjoyed many matches with colleagues and friends throughout his career.

From 1970 to 1972, Mathes served as a major in the US Army Medical Corps and was assistant chief of surgery at Fort Polk Army Hospital in southwest Louisiana, where he treated soldiers from his home state who had been wounded in Vietnam.

Mathes then completed general surgery and plastic surgery training at Emory University in Atlanta. Driven by his experience working as a surgeon at Fort Polk, he developed a laboratory to explore the anatomy and develop new ways to do reconstructive plastic surgery. These anatomical preparations and his subsequent publications were to become the source of the musculocutaneous flaps soon to be taught and adopted nationally and internationally for the coverage of previously untreatable wounds.

Mathes chose an academic career in surgery and in 1977 published his first textbook, titled Clinical Atlas of Muscle and Musculocutaneous Flaps. This text showed the vascular anatomy of flaps throughout the body and demonstrated how to move healthy tissue as needed to various sites. In 1978, Mathes moved to San Francisco to join the faculty at UCSF.

At UCSF, he was involved in basic science and clinical research that was supported by the National Institutes of Health and other grants. More than 42 research fellows from the United States, Europe and Asia were supervised in his laboratory or on clinical projects as the basic science work done in the laboratory was successfully applied by plastic surgeons around the world to treat deformities and wounds.

In 1984, Mathes became professor of surgery at UCSF, and in 1985, he became head of the Division of Plastic Surgery and residency program director. During his 26 years on the faculty at UCSF, 62 residents completed their plastic surgery training.

Mathes has received numerous awards recognizing his basic science and clinical research. These include six first prize awards from the Plastic Surgery Educational Foundation, extending from 1981 to 1999. Other awards include the Special Achievement Award from the American Society of Plastic Surgeons and Best Medical Book Award from the American Medical Writers Association.

Mathes was a member of 32 national and international professional societies. He served as chairman of the Plastic Surgery Research Council, director of the American Board of Plastic Surgery, chair of the Residency Review Committee for Plastic Surgery, president of the Association of Academic Chairmen in Plastic Surgery, president of the Plastic Surgery Educational Foundation and trustee for the American Association of Plastic Surgeons.

Mathes published more than 233 peer-reviewed papers and chapters as well as six books, including the eight-volume edition of Plastic Surgery published in 2006. He was a visiting professor in more than 25 countries, delivered more than 400 formal lectures and participated in symposia throughout the world.

He is survived by his loving family, who will miss him greatly. They include his wife, Mary H. McGrath, MD, a plastic surgeon practicing at UCSF; his mother, Norma D. Mathes, of Cookson, OK; his sons David W. Mathes, MD, and wife, Amanda, of Seattle, WA, Brian A. Mathes and wife, Vaso, and their two children, Zoe and Norah, of Boston MA, and Edward J. Mathes and wife, Erin Mathes, MD, of San Francisco; his two brothers, Paul Mathes of New Orleans, LA, and Peter Mathes of Cookson, OK.

A memorial service will be held on Thursday, Jan. 24, 2008, at 4 p.m. in Toland Hall at UCSFs Parnassus Heights campus. A reception will follow. The family requests that all donations in memory of Mathes be made to the Stephen J. Mathes Endowed Chair Fund at UCSF Foundation, P.O. Box 45339, San Francisco, CA, 94145-0339. This fund will be the first endowment within the Division of Plastic and Reconstructive Surgery and will serve as a lasting tribute to Mathes contribution to plastic surgery here at UCSF.

RSVP to Regan Botsford, Department of Surgery director of development, by Monday, Jan. 21, for the memorial service and reception. She can also provide you with additional information on how to make a gift to the endowed fund in his honor. Botsford can be reached by phone at 415/502-1573 or by email.


12-19-2007, 10:57 AM
Dave Bakke: Giving the gift of rhyme

Published Wednesday, December 19, 2007

Frogs are neat/The way they croak/They sound defective/But they aint broke!

That cute little poem was written by Sandy Hill. Sandy wrote all kinds of poems for small children. She started writing them in 1992, but gave her poems only to friends and family so they could be read to their children.
Unfortunately, Sandy died May 15. She was 57 years old.

Her poems for children were collected into a book and put on display during visitation for her at a funeral home. People stopped to read those poems. A few laughs were heard from that corner of the funeral home, and it was not at all inappropriate.

Sandy died from Lou Gehrigs Disease (ALS). She had worked for several state agencies, including as director of personal standards and education for the state fire marshal until her retirement in 2002. She was diagnosed with ALS in 2006. One of the first things the disease took was her voice, but it never took her spirit, much of which is included in her poetry.

Grape to raisin/Plum to prune/Girl to grandma/All too soon.

After the visitation, Sandys husband, Kent, heard from people who wanted copies of Sandys poetry book. That gave Kent an idea. He decided to print 25 copies of the book, give some away and sell others for $10 each. The proceeds would go toward research for the prevention and cure of ALS so that someday other people would be spared what he and Sandy had to endure.

Lou Gehrigs is a pitiless disease.

Having this form of ALS has been described as being buried alive, Kent wrote in the introduction to the book. No one should have to die like this.

Since first getting the idea, Kent has printed about 300 copies of the book, which is called The Toy Lion and Other Childrens Poetry. The book is on sale at Blades Unlimited, 1524 W. Jefferson St., (where Sandy used to have her hair styled) and at Scrapbook Your Story, 313 Stevenson Drive, and also, at least through the holidays if not longer, in White Oaks Mall.

Kent keeps copies of his wifes poetry book in his car. If, as he drives around Springfield, he sees small children with their parents, he frequently pulls over and gives the book to the children. For every book Kent gives away, he puts $10 in his ALS fund.

Sandy and Kent never talked about this. It all came about after Sandys death. She had no idea hundreds of people would be reading her poems, Kent says. But that is what has happened.

Do fleas have birthdays and if they did/What would you buy for a little flea kid?/Think hard and give your brain a jog/Maybe hes ready for his first dog!

If you think these poems I am quoting sound familiar, there is a reason for that. Shel Silverstein was one of Sandys favorite poets, and many of her poems have that same flavor.

Though The Toy Lion sells for $10, some people have given Kent more than that. A dentist gave him $50 for a copy of the book to put in his waiting room.

Just a lot of nice things have happened, Kent says about distributing the book. He knows of a family in which the kids have been taking turns reading Sandys poems to each other. People who learn the story behind the book give him hugs.

As long as there will be people who buy it, he says, Ill keep printing them.

Anyone who wants a book can buy it at Blades or the scrapbook shop, or call Kent at 787-8677 or e-mail him at khill326@aol.com.

Money from the book sales has been given to ALS and the Muscular Dystrophy Association. The MDA has a division for research into ALS.

If I knew who had the best shot at curing the disease, Kent says, Id funnel the money to them. Id like to see it cured in my lifetime.

Sandy will be remembered for a lot of things and, now, for the poems she wrote for children. Though she and Kent never had children of their own, through her art she will bring joy to a lot of young kids.

I will leave you with one more of Sandys poems. This one might be for grown-ups. Its called Dumb Mice?

Mice in a maze/Cheese surprise!/Humans in a maze/Without any prize.

Everybody has a story. The problem is that some of them are boring. If yours is not, contact Dave Bakke at 788-1541 or dave.bakke@sj-r.com. His column appears Wednesday, Friday and Sunday.


12-19-2007, 08:17 PM
Former Funny Car racer Sherman dies

by Phil Burgess, NHRA.com


Former Funny Car racer Ray "R.C." Sherman, who piloted a long line of entries including the Black Magic and Raybestos machines, died Dec. 18 of amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (Lou Gehrig's disease). He was 64.
Sherman and the ATI Black Magic teams were prolific match race contenders in the mid-1970s and were known for having a quick car that seldom broke, thanks to Bill Barrett's tune-up that relied on smaller engines and superchargers than the national event heavies yet was capable of competitive times. The team won several NHRA National Opens, IHRA national events, and many match races.

Sherman, of Frederick. Md., had been involved in auto racing since 1959, originally in sports car drag racing, then, with Len Cottrell of Chicken Chokers fame, stepped up to a gas-burning Corvette Funny Car in 1972.

In 1975, Jim Beattie, owner of ATI Transmissions, asked Sherman to pilot his Black Magic Vega, which had been driven by Al Segrini. The team campaigned through the 1977 season, when Sherman fielded his own Arrow Funny Car that eventually ran as the Dirt Shirt Express through 1982. In 1983, he earned corporate sponsorship from retail giant Kmart and fielded the Kmart Motorvator entry through 1985 and competed in 1986-88 with backing from Polaroid. In 1989, he began a long stint in the seat of Nick Boninfante's Raybestos entry. Although never a final-round contender in the NHRA series, the team did win an IHRA championship and stayed together through the 1993 season.

Sherman continued to compete infrequently in 1994, driving Paul Smith's school car and for Dan Richards before retiring.

He is survived by his wife, Ginger, and mother, Alise.


12-23-2007, 07:08 AM
Press Release Source: Randy J. Valli

Obituary: Caesar J. Valli (1925-2007) -- Beloved Maitre D' Welcomed 100,000+ Diners to Famous 'Hill' Restaurants in 1970s, 80s and 90s
Saturday December 22, 3:17 am ET
St. Louis, Missouri and Bi-State (MISSOURI-ILLINOIS) Region

ST. LOUIS, Dec. 22 /PRNewswire/ -- Caesar Joseph Valli died at his home Friday, Dec. 21, 2007, 11:00 p.m., of Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis (ALS), or "Lou Gehrig's disease." Valli was 82.
For Photo: http://www.CaesarValli.com

For decades, Valli was a fixture at some of The Hill's most popular Italian restaurants. As weekend Maitre D', his was the face that greeted more than 100,000 diners at Rigazzi's, Da Baldo Trattoria, formerly Da Vinci's, Bartolino's, and finally Cunetto House of Pasta. He also served as weekend Maitre D' for seven years at Italian Gardens/Bartolino's South in South St. Louis County.

Valli was born and raised in the St. Ambrose Parish on The Hill. He grew- up in the same tight-knit neighborhood as Lawrence Peter "Yogi" Berra and Joe Garagiola, Sr. Both Berra and Garagiola became baseball Hall of Famers. Garagiola went-on to broadcast for NBC, and Berra became famous for his malapropisms, or "Yogiisms." All three were born into the St. Ambrose Parish in 1925 or 1926 and were friends on the playgrounds. Valli often joked that he "had the same English skills as Yogi Berra."

A first-generation American, Caesar Joseph Valli was born in St. Louis on April 27, 1925 to Pietro Allesandro Valli and Antoinette Benedetta Valli (nee Bottarini), both of whom immigrated to the U.S. from Turbigo, Italy in 1922. Turbigo is in the Lombardy region in northwest Italy, about 30 miles west of Milan; its current population is about 7,200.

Valli is survived by wife Carolyn, daughter Lynn, son Randy and daughter- in-law Patty, son Tim and daughter-in-law Chris, and grandchildren Peter, Monica and Sarah. He is also survived by sister-in-law Margaret Kistner, and brother-in-law Ray Schulte.

Visitation, mass and funeral arrangements are pending. Visitation will be at Kutis Affton Chapel, 10151 Gravois Rd., Affton, Mo., (date and time to be announced shortly). The funeral mass will be held at St. Ambrose Church, 5130 Wilson Ave., City of St. Louis (date and time to be announced shortly). The final resting place will be Resurrection Cemetery, 6901 Mackenzie Rd., South St. Louis County.

Source: Randy J. Valli

12-25-2007, 10:25 AM
One man's life tells larger story
Bill McCarthy, Burnaby Now
Published: Tuesday, December 25, 2007

On Oct. 20, Elio Sicolo passed away after a battle with ALS, more commonly referred to as Lou Gehrig's disease. He was 62 years old.

For so many of his customers and friends in South Burnaby, he was simply Elio, who operated his comfortable barber shop at Royal Oak Avenue and Rumble Street for over 30 years.

He was my barber for this entire time. I greatly appreciated his friendship. Over the years, while my hair decreased, our conversations increased. And while he was an excellent barber (you never referred to him as a hairstylist), he was even a better man. I had thought about writing a column about Elio, tying in the role of the small business operator and the changing nature of commercial real estate in Burnaby since I realized he would be retiring about two years ago.
I thought more about this during his beautiful funeral service and decided to write these words this month and further connect it in to the changing demographics of Burnaby.

As with any exemplary person, one can learn a great deal by his example.

Elio was an extremely well-read individual, a keen observer of the events and individuals.

He was a very practical person. Over the years, he cut the hair of politicians from all political parties and all levels of government. He also had as his customers many business owners and operators, employers and employees. All of them were fond of Elio and remained his customers for decades.

When Elio wanted to emigrate to Canada from his small village in Italy, it took him almost three years of applying. This was in the beginning of the Trudeau era before immigration policies were essentially rewritten, and those wanting to come to Canada required both a plan and perseverance.

After multiple applications, Elio was able to join his brother in Edmonton only after his brother guaranteed his sponsorship and Elio could prove he had work lined up and sufficient command of English in the country he planned to make his new home.

From this time forward, Elio embraced his new country and never complained about the long hours he worked and what was expected of him as a new citizen.

He and his wife Christine proudly raised their five children from the income he generated cutting hair. He gave back far more to his adopted country than he ever took. And he was an entrepreneur: leasing space, generating revenue, paying taxes and expenses. He provided quality service for a fair price.

And now, almost 40 years after Elio was permitted into Canada, it has been reported that more than half of Burnaby's population was born outside of Canada. Fully 56 per cent of Burnaby residents have languages other than English or French as their primary language.

These trends were well underway while Elio was still working, and he would often reflect on how times had changed since he was permitted into this country.

He could never have dreamed of so many services and benefits being provided for newcomers. Nor is it likely, knowing the man, that he would have been comfortable accepting them. He acknowledged that sacrifice and personal accountability and responsibility made him appreciate what he had earned through his own hard work.

Canada's size and diversity and rapidly declining birth rate means we will increasingly need immigrants. The question going forward will be from the huge and unprecedented numbers of new Canadians in our city and province, how many of them will prove to be the great asset to our country and city that Elio Sicolo proved to be.

William P. J. McCarthy is president and CEO of W. P. J. McCarthy & Co. Ltd., a firm specializing in property management and development.


12-30-2007, 09:58 AM
George V. Cowdrey II Oct. 30, 1937-Dec. 26, 2007

story updated December 28. 2007 1:00PM


George V. Cowdrey, II of Sylvania passed away in his home on Wednesday, December 26, 2007 of ALS (Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis, also known as Lou Gehrig's Disease). George was diagnosed in January 2007. George was born in Ottawa Lake, MI on October 30, 1937, to George and Ila (Burghardt) Cowdrey.

A retired teacher and principal with over 30 years in the Bedford Public School System, his legacy as an educator continues in the lives of the children he taught and the educational opportunities he championed for his students. George spent most of his career as the first elementary school principal at Smith Road School, a school that opened in the 1970s, and was known for its unique approach for educating young children. George had a sense of humor ranging from witty to ridiculously slapstick that kept everyone smiling.He made morning announcements a comedic learning opportunity for the children and teachers alike. George had an infectious smile and the ability to see the funny side of any situation. He was the kind of administrator that attracted the best teachers and he developed a loyal, talented staff. George spent a majority of his life giving back to the community as an educator, mentor, and friend to many and to his family, he was indispensable.

George held various teaching positions in Bedford Public and Washington Local Schools from 1961-1971. He was then appointed to chair the Education Specifications Committee of the new Smith Road Elementary School. George recommended an open education concept format (several rooms that open together and share a common space allowing student/teacher interaction/communication). This approach was adopted at Smith Road and George was appointed as the Principal of Smith Road Elementary School from 1971-1994. During this time frame, George also served as the Principal of Temperance Road Elementary School from 1990-1991. George retired in 1994 at age 55 while serving as principal at Smith Road. He later served as President and Recording Secretary of the Kappa Delta Phi Alumni Association.

George attended Blissfield High School from 8th through 12th grade. He received a Bachelors Degree in Education at Eastern Michigan University in 1961 and later obtained a Masters Degree in K-12 Education Administration.

George had a lifelong love of trains ranging from model railroads to live steam locomotives. He worked as a part-time employee of the Adrian Blissfield Railroad, and volunteered his time to the Northwest Ohio Live Steamers and more recently the Southern Michigan Railroad Society (SMRS). He served as an engineer running train excursions for SMRS, instructing new engineers and providing his guidance and support to the organization as a board member and secretary. George also had a reputation as a consummate handyman and he was known for his unique approach to repairing anything.

George is survived by his wife of 44 years, Salinda; his children, Lucinda Binni (Bassam), Katrina Walls (Robbie), George Cowdrey, III (Kristina); and grandchildren, Gavin Binni, Elizabeth Walls, and expected grandchild Kira Cowdrey in March 2008; and brother Carl Cowdrey (Theresa); and sister Betty Keezer.

Visitation will be held at the Reeb Funeral Home, 5712 N. Main St., Sylvania, on Friday, December 28, 2007 from 4:00 pm to 9:00 pm. The funeral service will be held on Saturday at 12:00 pm at Monroe Street United Methodist Church at 3613 Monroe St. in Toledo with viewing at 11:00 am. Interment will follow in Toledo Memorial Park.

The family suggests memorial contributions are to be made to one of the following organizations: Monroe Street United Methodist Church; The ALS Association Northern Ohio Chapter at 2500 E. 22nd St., Cleveland, OH, 44115; or the Southern Michigan Railroad Society at P.O. Box K, Clinton, MI, 49236.

12-30-2007, 01:14 PM
Alternative cinemas right-wing champion
By Diane Dietz
The Register-Guard

Published: December 30, 2007 06:01AM

He was a spy, a helicopter pilot, a patriot and a right-wing conservative who spent his career screening art films for Eugenes liberal elite.

Michael Lamont, owner of the Bijou Art Cinemas, was a private man who didnt exactly hide his views but didnt exactly trumpet them either, longtime friends and employees say.

He was someone very far to the right to show left-leaning films. Theres some ambiguity there that I never penetrated, said Lois Wadsworth, a retired film critic and arts editor.

Lamont died Dec. 22 of Lou Gehrigs disease, which over a half-dozen years slowly robbed him of his ability to walk, eat, breathe, speak and finally live. He was 62.

Gone is a man of enormous talents and contradictions, say many who knew him.

As a young man growing up in El Paso, Texas, he was a genius with a perfect grade record, according to his sister, Michaele Rychetsky, of Redmond.

At age 18, he joined the Air Force, which sent him to Yale to learn Chinese. After that, he was based in Taiwan, where his job was to translate Chinese radio transmissions, Rychetsky said.

After his hitch in the Air Force, he joined the Army because that branch would allow him to do what he really wanted: Fly. He became a helicopter pilot and served for an additional five years.

At age 32, he came to Eugene to study computer science, but got derailed when he took up a hobby of showing Super 8mm films in the wine loft of a campus restaurant called Aunt Lucy Devines.

It was a short step from there to opening the Bijou in 1980 in the venerable mission-style building at 492 E. 13th Ave. in Eugene, which had served previously as a church and a funeral home.

Everything was sort of accidental, he once told a reporter. Things dont always go as planned.

Within a month of opening the Bijou at age 35 Lamont abruptly changed his name. From birth until that point, he was Robert McNeely. After, he was Michael Lamont.

Rychetsky said he chose the name Michael to honor his mother. Thats what shed wanted to name him, but somehow he got pinned with his paternal grandfathers moniker. Apparently, he just liked the sound of Lamont, she said.

All my kids were used to calling him Uncle Bob, she said. It was kind of strange.

Lamont was an artist who left boxes brimming with notebooks and microcassettes with records of dreams, song lyrics and melodies and ideas for stories and products and projects.

He could instantly play any instrument. He learned accordion as a small child, played baritone horn in high school and piano, guitar and drums as an adult.

He believed The Grumbles was the perfect name for a rock band, but he wouldnt tell anybody lest they steal it, said Jamie Hosler, who worked for Lamont for seven years, lived with him for a year and was his friend until his death.

In 1989, Lamont felt compelled to enlarge images from the Tiananmen Square protests and massacre, which he exhibited at a campus coffee shop, Hosler said.

It was hard to tell if he was moved by the bravery of the Chinese, Hosler said. We had a conversation about it at the time, that basically all art was to pick up girls with.

Lamonts Bijou became an essential part of Eugenes cultural life, especially when the citys 11 commercial cinemas winnowed to just a few.

It was an exclusive entree to the kind of film youd never see in a traditional, commercial movie theater, said Lloyd Paseman, retired editor and movie critic. And that was important and its still important.

The Bijou is revered by Eugenes counterculture for its yeasty, organic popcorn and for showing small, offbeat, classic and foreign films the multiplex theaters often pass by.

Little in the ambience betrayed the owners point of view.

Lamont was an early fan of Rush Limbaugh and a latter-day participant on the conservative Lars Larson radio show, according to family and friends.

When protesters thronged in the streets to protest the first Gulf War, Lamont was a counterdemonstrator, sticking up for the first President Bush on the other side of the street.

When President Bill Clinton visited Springfield in 1998, Lamont stood in the streets to protest. Lamont contributed to Swift Boat Veterans for Truth, a group that challenged presidential candidate John Kerrys war record four years ago.

He had this particular feeling of right and wrong in politics, Rychetsky said.

Lamont strongly felt that a flag was the right replacement for the cross on Skinners Butte and wrote a moving letter to the editor with his rationale: We look up at those stars and stripes Old Glory, a symbol of our revolution, our history, our sacrifices, our mistakes, our triumphs, our future course. How lucky, how very lucky, we are to see it fly.

Despite his strongly held views, Lamont succeeded for more than quarter century in a left wing business in a liberal town.

He was a conundrum because he loved art films, and he was this other guy. He tried not to associate his goofy rantings with the Bijou, but he was very politically active, said Louise Thomas, who knew Lamont for two decades and continues to manage the Bijou.

Hed argue with the Bijous fix-it man, Sparks, who had opposing views on many issues, Hosler said, but the repartee was without acrimony.

Sitting with the two of them at lunch was like sitting with an old married couple. Theyd argue back and forth just arguing for the sake of arguing, he said.

Ex-employees said Lamont was hard to work for. He could be harsh, and the atmosphere was sometimes tense. And he would engage in arguments with employees.

But hed also send them e-mails on topics that interested them, saying you mentioned this the other day, Holser said. Even if he was arguing with you it seemed like he was paying attention to what you were talking about, he said.

Thomas worked for him for years, quit in anger and then went back to work for him again in 2002 after he got sick.

He was difficult to get along with, but a lot of us never left him. We would get mad and leave and be drawn back, she said. He was so unlike anyone else in the world. He was difficult, but also glorious.

Lamont was a vigorous man who ran, hiked, snowboarded, paraglided and climbed towering rocks. Although he had no children, he was devoted to his nieces and nephews.

Once, while visiting his sister when her children were 3 and 5 years old, he disappeared into the bathroom. He emerged with a pile of suds on his head and on the backs of his hands, which he clapped, and the bubbles flew. They thought it was the most comical thing, she said.

Diagnosed at 56 with amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, a fatal neuromuscular disease, Lamont kept disability at arms length as long as he could, Thomas said, accepting a feeding tube and a ventilator to aid his breathing only when absolutely necessary. He lived on a ventilator for five years, Thomas said.

He just wouldnt stop, she said. His body was so done. It was so tired, but it was his will. He concentrated on not dying for the longest time.

01-03-2008, 08:35 AM
A match made on the front page

Virginia Holberton fell for her husband, Douglas, after reading his war letter in the "Times-Union."

(January 3, 2008) I owe meeting my husband to the now-defunct Times-Union newspaper here in Rochester. In 1966, the Times-Union ran, on its front page, stories and pictures from servicemen from the area who were in Vietnam. Douglas Holberton, a sergeant in the Marines, wrote the second letter. As I read his letter and biography, I realized he lived about a mile from my parents, with whom I lived. I was new to the Henrietta area, as I had lived in Webster most of my life.

I was impressed that Douglas and the other servicemen would take the time to respond to the newspaper's request about why we were in Vietnam. Using the sketchy address published in the newspaper, I wrote to Douglas to say thank you for fighting for our country. I should add that he was very handsome.

Somehow he received my letter and asked me if I would write to him as a pen pal, which I did. I later learned two other girls and a houseful of nurses near Strong Memorial Hospital also wrote him regularly. When Doug came home, he decided to personally thank each girl for writing to him. I was girl No. 3. We met at my parents' home for the first time on Feb. 1, 1967. Doug was 27 and I was 24. Our love grew quickly, and on Jun. 30, 1967, five months after meeting, we were married.

We enjoyed 261/2 years together and raised two sons, Michael and Chad. On Jan. 22, 1994, Doug died from amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS), also known as Lou Gehrig's disease. Doug was a wonderful husband and a great role model for his sons. So thank you, Times-Union, for our union.

Virginia (Ginny) Holberton of Greece

01-04-2008, 06:26 PM
Sam Swofford, former LUSD supe, dies at 62
By Amanda Dyer
News-Sentinel Staff Writer
Updated: Friday, January 4, 2008 6:46 AM PST

Sam Swofford, former Lodi Unified superintendent, died Tuesday of advanced Lou Gehrig's Disease. He was 62.


Sam SwoffordSwofford came to Lodi Unified School District in 1984 as the assistant superintendent of personnel. Swofford was promoted to the district's top seat when former Superintendent Neil Schmidt resigned.

Swofford himself would resign in 1995, a move that was met with a good deal of controversy at the time.

Following weeks of closed session meetings, Lodi Unified's school board agreed to pay Swofford $150,000 and provide health benefits for the next 18 months in exchange for his resignation. Neither Swofford nor board members would ever discuss the deal or why Swofford resigned.

In June 1996, a San Joaquin Grand Jury released its findings that the district would have exposed itself to significant legal risk if it had not settled with Swofford, according to published reports from the time.

Despite his abrupt departure from Lodi Unified, Swofford's colleagues remembered him as an intelligent and hardworking professional.

"(He was) one of the best superintendents Lodi ever had," said Claudette Berry, former assistant superintendent of personnel at Lodi Unified.

Berry, who worked with Swofford for several years, said Swofford was a fair boss and friend who welcomed opposing points of view instead of running from them.

His colleagues could have heated discussions with him about hot issues, she said, and they could still be friends.

Swofford was born in New Orleans, but grew up in Maplewood, Mo., located about 15 miles from St. Louis.

A tremendous athlete, Swofford competed in five different events on his high school track team, and wrestled as well.

Swofford continued wrestling at Southeast Missouri State until he broke his nose and tore a muscle in his shoulder during his freshman year.

In 1965, Swofford joined the Marines and served in the Vietnam War.

From 1972 to 1973, Swofford worked as a buyer for Macy's in San Francisco before earning his teaching credential from California State University, Hayward. Swofford later earned his doctorate in education from the University of San Francisco.

Swofford spent eight years as a classroom teacher, taught adult school and worked on staff development and instructional issues at Cupertino Union School District before moving to Lodi Unified.

As superintendent at Lodi Unified, Swofford enhanced language programs for English learners, helped construct new schools and balanced the district's budget during a time of severe cutbacks.

He was also responsible for implementing several new curriculum and teaching assessment programs.

"I'm just grateful I had the opportunity to work with him," said current Lodi Unified Board President, Ken Davis, who served on the board during Swofford's tenure as superintendent.

Davis said Swofford continued to support the district even after his resignation. He would often see Swofford at school groundbreakings and dedications, most recently at the Manlio Silva Elementary School dedication last summer.

"Sam really did care about the kids in this district," Davis said.

Berry best remembers Swofford for his leadership skills.

"The people that worked for Sam had great affection for him," Berry said. "He let people do their jobs."

She also remembers his fondness for sending cards. He would look for any opportunity to send a card, she said.

"They were usually funny," she said, noting his good sense of humor.

After leaving Lodi Unified, Swofford became the director of teacher education and certification for the state until 2006.

He also served as president of the Greater Stockton Chamber of Commerce from 2005 to 2006.

He was a member of the National Eagle Scout Association, the Marine Memorial Club and St. Paul Lutheran Church.

A lifelong runner, Swofford also enjoyed swimming, biking and participating in triathlons.

He is survived by his wife, Diane Swofford, of Lodi; and children, Stacey Swofford and Steven Swofford, both of Woodbridge, and Scott Swofford, of Lockeford.

Services will be held on Jan. 7 at 10 a.m. at St. Paul Lutheran Church. Visitation will be held at Lodi Funeral Home on Jan. 6 from 3:30 p.m. to 6 p.m.

Donations can be made in Swofford's name to Lou Gehrig's Disease (A.L.S.), 21021 Ventura Boulevard, Woodland Hills, Calif. 91364.

Contact reporter Amanda Dyer at amandad@lodinews.com.

01-05-2008, 09:49 AM
Dennis Mitchell is remembered as a loving family man

Tribute: Dennis Mitchell is remembered as a loving family man
Special to The Star

Mitchell family members showed off their holiday cheer in this Christmas 2005 photo. Who: Dennis Mitchell, 51, of Centerview, Mo.

When and how he died: Dec. 25 of a blood clot.
Surrounded by family: Mitchell, who had ALS, also known as Lou Gehrigs disease, had limited mobility for the past 18 months. But he had never been admitted to the hospital until just before Christmas.

He didnt want to spend Christmas there, said his wife, Lyn Mitchell. Hed ask everyone who came past the door, Can I go home now? 

She was preparing to take him home Christmas Day when he took a turn for the worse and died at 6 p.m. In a way, it was a blessing, she said. All of his family had visited him. It was as if the Lord had everything lined up.

Family first: Everyone who worked with Mitchell knew how much he loved his family. All he talked about at work was his family, said Steve Knott, who worked with Mitchell, an AT&T outside repairman, for more than 20 years.

Mitchell treated many people, including Knott, as if they were family, too. New to the job when he first was transferred to Kansas City, Knott found the work difficult, and few co-workers were willing to take the time to help him. Except for Mitchell, that is.

When I asked a question, not only would he give me the answer, but he would show me how to do it, Knott said. I asked him once why he was showing me and teaching me his job, and he said, as far as he was concerned, if I could do it better than him, he said, My hats off to you.

I never got better than Dennis. Dennis always excelled at any endeavor. And he was a man of faith, and his work ethic and his love of his family were his priorities.

Loving husband: Mitchell met his wife, Lyn, in high school and never dated anyone else. They were married 29 years.

He called me Boots,  Lyn Mitchell said. You know, like the Nancy Sinatra song, because he said I could walk all over him and he didnt care.

In 2000, the couple bought their dream home, Clover Ridge Farms, where they raised registered Black Angus cattle. We spent most of our marriage looking for the perfect farm, Lyn Mitchell said.

As recently as a few weeks ago, with his familys help, Mitchell got into his Bobcat and helped with clearing rocks and digging holes for fence posts. The couple had bought a hand-operated tractor and the Bobcat so Mitchell could continue working.

He loved the outdoors, Lyn Mitchell said. He had worked outdoors his entire life.

Devoted dad: Once he had worked in the Bobcat or tractor, he would be tired for days, said Mitchells daughter, Crystal Gatewood. But he remained busy from his recliner. He would make phone calls to check up on everyone. He would call everyone to say Hi, and he would hang up saying, Have the best day ever. 

Biggest fan: While they were growing up, Mitchell supported his son and daughter in their every activity. He always believed in us more than we believed in ourselves, Gatewood said. It was my dream to play college softball. He helped me make that dream come true.

One of Gatewoods softball coaches came to her fathers memorial. My dad never missed a game, she said.

Survivors: His wife, mother, son, daughter, son-in-law, daughter-in-law, two grandchildren, two brothers, a sister and brother-in-law, nieces and nephews.

Last Words: My dad was my best friend; he was my hero, said his son, Matt Mitchell. I have two little kids. I feel like I have these huge shoes to fill as a father and a family man, because thats what mattered most to my father. I just hope I can be half the dad he was.


01-05-2008, 09:51 AM
Facing fate with faith
Ernie Wallengren made a career writing stories for Hollywood. Ultimately, the most compelling story he had to offer was his own
By Peggy Fletcher Stack
The Salt Lake Tribune
Article Last Updated: 01/04/2008 08:47:25 PM MST

Ernie Wallengren, a Utah Mormon who died of ALS, was a screenwriter for numerous television shows, including Little House on the Prairie and The Waltons. He is featured in the American Public Television documentary Rolling. While his teenage son beats on a set of drums in the background, Ernie Wallengren looks straight into the camera and says, "I'm bored."
Not a surprising sentiment for any active person with a progressive, fatal disease that requires him to use a wheelchair, but for a living dynamo such as Wallengren, boredom was excruciating.

Wallengren, a Heber City native, hadn't stopped moving since he began his television career as a writing apprentice on "Little House on the Prairie" straight out of college. As a recently returned LDS missionary, he wrote the 1980 teleplay "Mr. Krueger's Christmas," a light tale featuring Jimmy Stewart as a housebound janitor who fantasizes about conducting the Mormon 'Rolling' on TV

"Rolling," an American Public Television documentary featuring Heber City native Ernie Wallengren, will air on KUED Channel 7 Jan. 24 at 8 p.m. and Jan. 27 at 4 p.m.

Tabernacle Choir. Later, he wrote and produced dozens of episodes of television series such as "Doc," "Touched by an Angel," "The New Adventures of Flipper," "Life Goes On" and "Falcon Crest." He produced the first episode of "Baywatch," but backed away from the show after seeing the bawdy direction it was taking.
Father to five children, Wallengren willingly divided his time among work, home, studios and computers. An avid basketball fan and player, Wallengren coached his sons' high-school teams, barking out commands while pacing the sidelines.
His life was one continuous motion - until a 2001 diagnosis of amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, commonly known as Lou Gehrig's disease.

During his fierce 2 1/2-year battle with the disease, Wallengren's Mormon faith grew stronger and more clear. His priorities shifted from making money, driving fancy cars or going on exotic vacations to finding peace. He learned to live in the moment, spending only a few minutes a day thinking about the past or the future.
In an unexpected way, Wallengren said, "I became more spiritually oriented. My inner sense of peace increased. . . . Taken as a whole, body and spirit have never been in better health in my entire adult life."
Part of his therapy was work, which he continued almost to the end.
He wrote an episode of "Touched" in which a man with ALS tries to find a reason to live. He consulted with LDS officials on a proposed film biography of church founder Joseph Smith, using Morse code on a headset to produce dialogue. A Christian production company interviewed him for a television series on death and dying that never materialized.
And Wallengren participated in an award-winning documentary by physician-filmmaker Gretchen Berland called "Rolling." It tracks the efforts of three Americans who use wheelchairs to navigate the world from a waist-high view, trying to maintain a sense of independence and dignity.
Berland compressed more than 200 hours of footage into the one-hour documentary, due to air in Utah on Jan. 24 and 27. She affixed the camera to the tops of the wheelchairs, allowing viewers to experience a life on wheels. These frank self-portraits reveal the humiliations and triumphs common to more than 1.6 million Americans.
Remarkably, one thing they all share is a wicked sense of humor.
"I am a high-tech gimp," Wallengren jokes. "It's put a little crimp in my ability to defend the fast break. I'll just have to run over them with my wheelchair."
Three lives
Galen Buckwalter broke his neck in a diving accident while in high school about 30 years ago. He eventually earned a doctorate and is now a clinical psychologist in Southern California. He films himself playing lead guitar in his band, Ziggy.
"I put in a half-day's work just getting dressed in the morning and getting in and out of the car," Buckwalter says. "I always envisioned myself as a proud gimp . . . but my blessings don't stop it from hurting."
Vicki Elman was diagnosed with multiple sclerosis 22 years ago and has been in a wheelchair for eight. At one point in the film, a driver leaves her in front of her house and her wheelchair breaks. Her cell phone doesn't work and no one offers to help her. Daylight grows dim as she is left, sobbing, in the dark. Finally a neighbor stops to help drag her inside.
Unlike the others, Wallengren knows he will not survive. The film details his diminished muscle control, his wife's yeoman efforts to get him out of bed and into the shower, and eventually, his loss of speech.
In the end, Wallengren decided to forgo a respirator, knowing the effort and expense would be too overwhelming to his wife and kids.
Claire Peterson, Wallengren's mother and a screenwriter in her own right, was among the standing-room-only crowd gathered at his bedside on May 27, 2003.
She looked deep into her son's eyes and watched as the life seeped out of him. He did not seem frightened or panicked, she says. He was at peace.
Faith factor
Mormons, Buddhists, Catholics, producers, writers, "Falcon Crest" actors, African dancers and many other of Wallengren's assorted friends filled an LDS meetinghouse in Southern California for the funeral. Family members distributed copies of Wallengren's beliefs about God, religion and his church.
"I was born a Mormon and I'll die a Mormon, but it won't be because of some blind adherence to cultural tradition," Wallengren wrote. "It will be because, as the prophet Jeremiah said, 'God's word was in mine heart as a burning fire shut up in my bones.' "
In the statement, he described his youth growing up in Heber in the large and loving extended Whitaker family, which owned The Homestead, a Midway resort hotel. He told of Mormon activities, his baptism and patriarchal blessing, a unique promise offered to Latter-day Saints about their future.
The assigned patriarch told young Ernie his life would be filled with the usual activities such as missionary work and family. But one thing was missing - no guarantee of a long life.
"Instead, I was told that I would live long enough to fulfill that enigmatic mission which I won't know about fully in this life. For that reason, I believe that my current situation - my affliction with Lou Gehrig's disease - is part of that mission."
As Wallengren left, the patriarch's eyes seemed to hold a deep sadness, "as if he'd seen something or knew something that he hadn't shared with me. This was no imagined sadness. It was real, palpable - conveyed from his heart to mine."
Wallengren went on to describe several spiritual episodes from his two-year mission to Central America, though later, he wasn't always involved in the church.
"The world is a slippery place," Wallengren wrote in his statement, recounting a life-changing dream of a mountain covered with "slick ooze [reeking] of raw sewage" and surrounded by steep chasms.
"I have done more than my share of sliding to the bottom, but I have also learned the value of picking myself up and tackling the mountain all over again," Wallengren wrote. "I have learned that the mountain flattens out considerably if I don't try it alone. God's hand is always extended to us. All we have to do is take it in our own."
PEGGY FLETCHER STACK can be reached at pstack@sltrib.com or 801-257-8725. Send comments about this story to religioneditor@sltrib.com.


01-06-2008, 11:40 AM
Marold, Joan M.

Joan M. (Getschow) Marold, 78, Allouez, WI, passed away on Thursday, January 3, 2008, from ALS/ Lou Gehrig's Disease. She was born in Appleton, WI, on September 7, 1929, to Herbert and Florence (Wingrove) Getschow. Joan graduated from Menasha High School in 1947 and attended Carroll College. On September 26, 1953, she married her high school sweetheart, Tony Marold; they had 40 wonderful years of marriage. In 1962, she and Tony purchased controlling interest in Reeke-Marold Company, where she served as vice-president. Joan was a charter member of Resurrection Catholic Parish in Allouez. She was active in Green Bay Service League in the 60s, 70s and 80s. She enjoyed playing bridge and going out to dinner with friends. She loved to play golf and was a member of Oneida Country Club for over 30 years and also a 20 year member of the Island Country Club in Marco Island, FL, where she spent her winters. She loved people and socializing. She especially cherished time spent with her family.

She is survived by four children: Mary (Richard) Robinson, Marco Island, Florida; Holly Marold, De Pere, WI; Tony (Sue) Marold, Green Bay, WI; Jody (Scott) Fox, De Pere, WI; and a son-in-law, Patrick Ver Haagh, Green Bay, WI; six grandchildren: Sara Robinson; Ashley and Eli Ver Haagh; Lindsay, Tony and Lauren Marold; a sister, Patricia (Ken) Bodway; a brother, Richard (Cami) Getschow; many aunts, uncles and cousins.

She was preceded in death by her parents; her husband, Tony, in 1993; a sister-in-law, Miriam Hagen; mother-in-law and father-in-law, Anthony and Hannah Marold.

Family and friends may call at Resurrection Catholic Church, 333 Hilltop Dr., Allouez, on Saturday, January 5, 2008, from 9 a.m. until the time of funeral. A mass of Christian Burial will be celebrated at 11 a.m. on Saturday with Bishop Robert Morneau officiating. Entombment at Allouez Chapel Mausoleum. Cotter Funeral Home, De Pere is assisting the family with arrangements. On line condolences may be expressed to the family at cotterfuneralhome. com.

In lieu of flowers, a memorial fund is being established in Joan's name.

Joan's family would like to thank the staff at Bellevue Retirement Home and Unity Hospice for all of the kindness and care given to mom and our family.

01-06-2008, 11:41 AM
Weyenberg, Jr., William P.

William P. Weyenberg Jr., age 60, of Little Chute, died Thursday evening, January 3, 2008, following a brave two-year battle with Lou Gehrig's disease. He was born February 5, 1947, to William P. and Loretta (DeBruin) Weyenberg, Sr., in Kaukauna, where he was a resident until moving to Little Chute in 1976. Bill was owner of Weyenberg Builders, which he established in 1977. He loved his family, was an avid sports fan and enjoyed golf. Bill also enjoyed his Florida family vacations and his Lakewood golf outings with his friends. Survivors include his wife, Charlene M. "Fee" (Ward) Weyenberg, whom he married February 17, 1973; three children, Tony Weyenberg, Little Chute; Tiffany (Chad) Vosters, Neenah; Troy (Stacy) Weyenberg, Combined Locks; his mother, Loretta (DeBruin) Weyenberg, Grand Chute; eight grandchildren, Sam, Jaydin and Jack Vosters, Noah, Ethan, Kaleb, Abram and Halle Weyenberg; two brothers: Marv (Beverly) Weyenberg, Green Bay; Glenn (Joyce) Weyenberg, Little Chute; two sisters: Joan (Carl) Schumacher, Kimberly; Joyce Bauman, Kaukauna; his father and mother-in-law, Les and Marcella Ward, Wisconsin Rapids; his sisters-in-law, Jackie (Dave) Weiland, Darboy; Lori (John) Svoboda, Wisconsin Rapids; many nieces and nephews.

He was preceded in death by his father, William P. Weyenberg, Sr. and a brother-in-law, Barry Baumann.

The funeral liturgy for Bill will be held at 11 a.m. Tuesday, January 8, 2008, at Holy Cross Catholic Church, 309 Desnoyer Street, Kaukauna, with Father Tom Pomeroy officiating. Entombment will be in Appleton Highland Memorial Park. Friends may call at the funeral home from 4-8 p.m. Monday and at the church on Tuesday, from 10 a.m. until the time of the mass. In lieu of flowers a memorial fund is being established.


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01-06-2008, 01:32 PM
Joseph Theodore Zunic

Joseph Theodore Zunic
of Endwell and
Maine, N.Y.
Joseph Theodore Zunic, of Endwell and Maine, N.Y., died January 4,
2008. Joe lived life to the fullest for 33 years, especially for the
last 4 years after being diagnosed with ALS (Lou Gehrig's Disease).

Joe was an amazing man. He fought a good fight and walked with God
throughout his life and the battle with ALS.

checkout www.zooneyfest.com to see the wonders of what one man and a
comunity has done for other sick with a terminal disease. He thought
of everyone more than himself. Mark and I will miss him terribly.

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01-07-2008, 08:06 AM
Leaving his (land)mark
Michael Lamont developed the Bijou Art Cinemas into Eugene's only venue for independent films
By: Trevor Davis | News Reporter

Michael Lamont's hobby of showing films on the University campus would eventually turn into a Eugene landmark. Lamont, who died Dec. 22 at age 62 of Lou Gehrig's disease, opened the Bijou Art Cinemas in 1980.

Moviegoers can still watch indie films at the theater, which is housed in an 83-year-old chapel at 492 E. 13th Ave. near campus. A theater manager says movies at the Bijou will still play as usual - for now.

"Nothing's going to change right away," said Louise Thomas, theater manager. She added family members have yet to read Lamont's will. The family may sell the business or keep it as is.

"We'll just have to see how it goes," Thomas said.

Lamont, originally from El Paso, Texas, learned how to be a projectionist at the now-demolished Waco Twin Cinemas on Franklin Boulevard, and he started showing movies on campus as a computer science student in the 1970s.

He heard space was available in an empty chapel, then known as the Wilcox Building. He sold all of his photography equipment to open the Bijou in 1980.

"He wanted to show films that people weren't able to see anywhere else in Eugene at the time," Thomas said.

Delila Olsson worked with Lamont in the 1970s at the Waco theater and was a friend during the opening of the Bijou.

"Michael had a strong vision for the theater, but I don't think it was apparent to anyone that the Bijou would be a long-term success, given the financial challenges he faced in those first few years," Olsson said, adding he worked to create a fun, artsy atmosphere.

Lois Wadsworth, a former film critic for the Eugene Weekly, started reviewing films at the Bijou in the mid-1980s.

"I remember it being pretty funky, but I liked that about it," Wadsworth said.

She said her relationship with Lamont was professional, and he was courteous toward her.

"We often disagreed about films, and I would disagree with some films he brought," Wadsworth said. "It was always interesting that he brought strong, politically left-wing films to the theater when that was not his personal belief."

As other theaters closed around Eugene in the 1980s and '90s, the Bijou played an increasingly important role in the local arts scene and became the only outlet for independent films.

"If it weren't for the Bijou, we would be stuck with whatever the multiplexes wanted to bring, which would be Hollywood blockbusters," Wadsworth said. "It would be a barren landscape for people who love delicious independent films."

The future of Eugene's chapel-turned-theater, however, is up in the air after Lamont's passing.

Lamont was diagnosed of Lou Gehrig's disease in 2001, and the progressive disease slowly took its toll on him.

Lamont was sometimes difficult to work with and was a micromanager, Thomas said.

"Oh, he was a pain in the butt sometimes," she said.

Lou Gehrig's disease took over Lamont's life, and he left most duties to Thomas during the last years of his life.

Those close to him are discovering Lamont, who played guitar, piano and drums, left behind cassettes of partial songs he wrote, Thomas said. The theater is working to catalog the music.

Thomas said the Bijou has left its mark on Eugene history.

"Michael has left a great legacy," she said.

Those close to Lamont hope the Bijou stays open.

"I hope that the Bijou continues its long tradition of bringing excellent films to the community," Wadsworth said. "They bring the best films here."


01-08-2008, 08:20 PM
Jim Dooley, former Bears coach and Halas successor, dies at age 77
By Don Pierson | Tribune pro football writer
6:15 PM CST, January 8, 2008

Jim Dooley, who succeeded George Halas as coach of the Bears and had one of the most innovative football minds of his time, died Tuesday, his daughter Lisa said.

Dooley, 77, had been ill with complications from ALS, Lou Gehrig's disease, and died at Lake Forest Hospital.

"He was just a wonderful father and we had a very strong family," Lisa Dooley said. "We were all there at his bedside when he passed. He had been on life support and he asked to die with honor and dignity."

He died a day after his 56th wedding anniversary.

Enthusiastic and innovative, Dooley presided over four of the darkest and worst years in Bears history as head coach from 1968 through 1971.

The first Bears coach after Halas' permanent retirement, Dooley labored under the founder's shadow and amid organizational chaos. At age 38, Dooley came to the job as the culmination of a Bears career that began as the team's No. 1 draft choice in 1952 and featured major contributions as an assistant to Halas on offense and defense.

His future was bright, but a 1-13 season in 1969 combined with bad luck and worse quarterbacks doomed him.

"Halas never forgave me for the 1-13," Dooley said in a 2001 interview.

Loyal to the end, Dooley returned at Halas' request in 1981 as an "offensive assistant" on coach Neill Armstrong's staff, undermining the authority of both Armstrong and former general manager Jim Finks and paving the way for Halas to replace Armstrong with Mike Ditka.

Dooley served with Ditka as a quality control coach until 1990 but never developed a relationship with the present McCaskey family ownership and was excluded from team functions in his later years although he lived with his wife, Elaine, in Lake Forest, where the Bears train.

"He always had a tremendous football mind," Ditka said. "He [was] an expert at analyzing film. He could see things in that film that other people can't."

Halas' 1968 sendoff of "Good luck, kid" to his successor immediately turned to bad luck and haunted Dooley through seasons of 7-7, 1-13, 6-8, and 6-8.

He had the good fortune to coach Hall of Famers Gale Sayers and **** Butkus, and the bad fortune of seeing both go down with knee injuries that would shorten their careers.

The only game the Bears won in 1969 was against the Pittsburgh Steelers, who also finished 1-13. The Steelers then beat the Bears in a coin flip for the draft rights to Terry Bradshaw, who would have solved the incessant Chicago quarterback confusion.

Dooley's tenure began with journeymen quarterbacks Jack Concannon and Virgil Carter, both of whom subsequently blasted Dooley for mishandling them. By 1971, Dooley was a desperate man who resorted to the desperate measure of moving into Bobby Douglass' bachelor apartment the week before a game in an effort to force-feed Douglass a diet of football knowledge. The plan worked for two games as the Bears climbed to a 6-3 record before collapsing.

The Bears were so disorganized that they would draft by a vote of every coach and scout. In 1969, the table was set for their disastrous season when they failed to reach consensus in the draft room and had to forfeit their position in the first round, jumping back in after the team behind them selected.

"My biggest problem was I'm very naive," Dooley said much later.

An outstanding defensive back and receiver at the University of Miami in his native city, the 6-foot-4 Dooley intercepted four passes in the Gator Bowl and led the Bears in interceptions as a rookie. He led them in pass receptions his second year. His main playing contributions came as a receiver in tandem with Harlon Hill. When he retired, he was third on the Bears' career receiving list with 211 catches despite missing two seasons while serving in the Air Force.

Dooley's first coaching assignment under Halas was to help defensive coach George Allen incorporate the strategy the New York Giants employed under defensive coordinator Tom Landry. For the first time, pass coverage by linebackers became coordinated with defensive backs. Allen popularized the "nickel" defense of substituting a fifth defensive back for a linebacker, called the "Dooley Shift." Dooley also experimented with zone blitzes, dropping linemen into pass coverage, a tactic considered new when other teams adopted it in the 1990s.

After the Bears won the 1963 NFL title with a stifling defense, Dooley switched to offense and helped coach the high-scoring 1965 team featuring league-leading passer Rudy Bukich, rookie Sayers, fullback Andy Livingston and receivers Ditka, **** Gordon and Johnny Morris.

Dooley came up with combinations and pass patterns superior to anything I had seen in the game," former quarterback Bill Wade said.

When Halas retired because hip surgery made it impractical for him to prowl the sideline, Dooley's ascension to head coach was a foregone conclusion hailed by all. But the honeymoon was short. The team's first draft choice, Mike Hull, was O.J. Simpson's blocking fullback at USC whom the Bears tried to convert to tight end to replace the departed Ditka.

Dooley could make strategy and statistics come alive and could turn the mundane topic of field position into a passionate pregame speech, but he could not overcome the dearth of talent.

Bears linebackers coach resigns
"He knew his stuff," former linebacker Doug Buffone said.

After Sayers returned from his first knee injury to lead the league in rushing on the 1-13 team in 1969, the Bears' rushing leader in 1970 was Ross Montgomery, who managed just 229 yards for the season.

Good players such as safety Rosey Taylor left the team and the Bears replaced them with what Dooley described as "Continental League players." Dooley said the Bears avoided players who had agents and categorized draft prospects by race, leaving themselves vulnerable to their own prejudice.

Dooley said he knew he was gone before the 1971 season when the Bears traded away promising center Bob Hyland without anyone to replace him. Despite a surprising 6-3 start, a 6-3 loss to Denver prompted Halas to bemoan "a deplorable game plan," and he fired Dooley after the season, ordering him to leave by the back door.

Dooley sank into a state of depression, and after briefly serving as an assistant coach with the Buffalo Bills, filed for bankruptcy in 1974.

A gambler who liked to play the horses, Dooley said Halas used to have security guards follow him home at night. Dooley remained a confidant of Bears Hall of Fame quarterback Sid Luckman, who supported Dooley emotionally and financially through tough times and persuaded Halas to bring him back in 1981.

"I was a broken man, disillusioned and ashamed of myself for failing," Dooley said in a 1986 interview. "I was a hot-shot coach and in four years I was a bum. I went nowhere, did nothing. I wasn't a wild man or anything, but I became indiscreet in my personal life, wasn't the father or the husband I should have been. Thank God I had a strong wife who was able to hold the family together. To me that is the best thing that ever happened to me, to see my family survive a troubled time in our lives."

Dooley never made more than $35,000 a year as a coach and never received a signing bonus as either a No. 1 draft choice or a coach. Halas forbade radio and TV shows and endorsements.

"He lived to win in everything he did," Dooley said of the Bears' founder and patriarch. "No one ever went into his office and came out a winner. Everything was a contest and he won every battle. He was a person out of Charles Dickens. The only time he was generous was in death benefits or kindness to widows."

Yet Dooley never really succumbed to bitterness. In his later years he marveled at how lucky he was to be both a No. 1 draft choice and a head coach in the NFL.

With Luckman, Dooley was one of the last people to visit Halas the day he died in 1983. "I kissed him on the forehead and told him I loved him."

Dooley was often described as a second son to Halas, who said when he rehired him in 1981: "If I had a choice of any other coach in the country, I would go to Jim, because he was a great assistant coach. He wasn't much of a head coach on account of a lot of things we won't get into."

Dooley is survived by his wife Elaine, children Jim Jr., Patrick, Tim, Bill and Lisa, and 16 grandchildren. Services are pending.


01-09-2008, 12:46 PM
Cheryl R. Hurst

BUCYRUS - Cheryl R. Hurst, 59, of Bucyrus, died Monday night, Jan. 7, 2008, at her residence, following a battle with ALS (Lou Gehrig's disease).

She was born in Bucyrus, the daughter of Eugene Cress, who preceded her in death, and Naomi (Grasley) Van Buskirk, who resides in Upper Sandusky.

Cheryl was a 1966 graduate of Wynford High School and on July 1, 1967 she married Ron Hurst who survives.

She worked for Wynford Schools as a cook for 13 years, then worked at Maplecrest for four years as a nurse's aide and finished her working career in Marion. Cheryl was a special and caring person who loved and enjoyed her grandchildren and animals.
In addition to her husband and mother, she is survived by a son, Douglas (June) Hurst of Bucyrus; three grandchildren, Jessica, Zachary and Dana Hurst, living at home; and a stepfather, Norman Van Buskirk of Upper Sandusky. Cheryl was also preceded in death by a son, Randy E. Hurst; and a brother, John Cress.

Her family will receive friends from 5 to 8 p.m. Friday, Jan. 11, 2008, at Wise Funeral Service, 129 W. Warren St., Bucyrus, where the funeral will be held at 10:30 a.m. Saturday, Jan. 12, 2008, with Pastor Bob Jividen officiating. Burial will follow in Oakwood Cemetery.

Memorial contributions may be given to Marion General Hospice through the funeral home. Expressions of sympathy may be left at www.wise funeral.com

01-09-2008, 03:41 PM
Community turns out to honor firefighter's life

Published: January 9, 2008

Oregon Fire Service Honor Guard bagpiper Wylie McKinnon faces the bugler playing "Taps" at the conclusion of Tim Wilson's graveside service.
Photo Helen Hollyer

By Helen Hollyer

The bell slowly tolled oncetwicethree times, calling all firefighters and apparatus back to quarters at the fire station. Volunteer firefighter Tim Wilson's name was called for the final time. The siren wailed and slowly, ever so slowly, died away.

There was no response; Wilson was unable to return to quarters.

Only 44 years old, he had fallen, not to smoke or heat in a burning structure, but to the inexorable ravages of amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS), a merciless disease that progressively robbed his body of its ability to function.

The final call to quarters took place near the conclusion of a memorable Jan. 5 celebration of Wilson's life combined with a formal firefighter's funeral ceremony that filled Cottage Grove's Riverside Church of God with grieving family members, friends and fellow firefighters.

The service revealed Wilson to have been a passionate man, whose love of nature's beauty and the calling of firefighting was surpassed only by his devotion to his family and his faith.

A gifted photographer of the outdoors, where he spent time hunting, hiking and exploring with his family and friends, he was also devoted to firefighting, having first volunteered for the Cottage Grove Fire Department 12 years ago, and continuing with South Lane County Fire & Rescue until he became physically incapable of attending drills.

Wilson and his wife Shelley taught Sunday school at Cottage Grove Faith Center, where they and their daughters Rebecca and Alisha worshiped.

A graduate of Cottage Grove High School and Lane Community College, Wilson had worked in the forest products industry and, for the last eight years, for Lane County Public Works.

Early Saturday morning, Boy Scouts placed American flags along Cottage Grove's Main Street, and Brad Cohen's 10-foot by 19-foot American garrison flag was suspended above the street from two pieces of firefighting apparatus, Cohen's 1983 American LaFrance ladder truck and SLCF&R's Telesqurt aerial pumper.

In mid-morning, after South Lane County Fire & Rescue firefighters gave the equipment that would be used during the ceremony a final cleaning, Wilson's casket, covered by an American flag, was loaded into a black-draped Medic Unit and taken to the church.

Oregon Fire Service Honor Guard members from Sisters/Camp Sherman, Hood River, Crooked River and Bend fire districts joined three SLCF&R firefighters, all wearing formal dress uniforms, some carrying chrome-headed fire axes, to bring the casket into the sanctuary, position it before the altar and place Wilson's turnout coat, helmet and boots in front of it.

From then on, two Oregon Fire Service Honor Guard members stood at attention beside the casket, replaced every ten minutes throughout the service by another pair who approached, stood directly in front of their counterparts, slowly raised their hands in joint salutes and took their places while the replaced pair retreated down the center aisle.

Three of Wilson's photographs, those of a whale's tail as it dived under the waters of the Pacific Ocean, a male bald eagle and a bull bison surmounted by a brilliant rainbow, flanked the casket.

Ushers gave smaller versions of Wilson's photographs to funeral attendees as remembrances.

"Faith, hope and compassion are the words that best described Tim," said Tony Graves, a friend who first met Tim when they were training to become volunteer firefighters. "Anything you needed, if you called Tim and said it was for the community, he stepped up to the plate."

"Tim was quiet and unassuming," said retired SLCF&R Deputy Chief Andy McClean, "he wanted to know how everything worked. He was a pleasure to be around; he was there to serve."

Tim and Shelley's pastor, Jim Jenkins of Cottage Grove Faith Center, remembering Tim as a special individual who was greatly beloved in the community, asked mourners to share memories of their friend.

One of Tim's co-workers at Lane County Public Works elicited a laugh when she said that although Tim often threatened to run over her lunch pail with his dump truck, she knew he wouldn't actually do it because her pail always contained an extra doughnut for him.

"Tim never said a negative word," said a volunteer firefighter describing Tim's taking him under his wing when he joined the fire district.

"When everybody else ran out [of a burning building], he ran in," said Jenkins, speaking of Wilson's choice to be a firefighter. "That's who these guys are; that's who this guy was."

Tim Wilson is buried at Sears Cemetery, in a hillside meadow surrounded on three sides by towering Douglas firs and open to western sunsets. It seems a fitting resting-place for a person who loved nature as much as he did.

01-10-2008, 09:36 AM
Sheila Appleby, health activist, dies
Visitation will be 6 to 9 p.m. today, and 1 to 4 p.m. and 7 to 9 p.m. Friday at Crawford's Funeral Home, 495 N. Winton Road.
Services are at 10 a.m. Saturday at Spiritus Christi Church, 121 N. Fitzhugh St.
Sheila Appleby, health activist, dies

Justina Wang
Staff Writer

(January 10, 2008) In the 15 years that Sheila Appleby headed the local chapter of the Epilepsy Foundation, she did her job with literal dirtied hands.

When the agency was starting a camp for epileptic children, the petite woman trudged through feet of snow in search of the perfect site. Then, she signed up as a camp counselor.

When the foundation held a mud volleyball fundraiser, she broke her wrist in a spirited game. When they raised money for United Way with a pie-throwing contest, she was the first to lick the cream off her face.

"She didn't just sit in her office in a suit," said Joan Powell, a former associate executive director under Ms. Appleby's tenure. "She was impassioned by people."

After nearly two years with Lou Gehrig's disease, the longtime advocate died Monday in her Rochester home. She was 63. Those who knew her recalled a lively woman who, in between championing for those with disabilities, danced at Bob Dylan concerts and fished in the Erie Canal.

"She could laugh a lot," said her husband Henry McCartney, a former Landmark Society president who often took his wife to explore historic buildings through upstate New York. "When she was serious, she never let situations get her down."

Ms. Appleby joined the Epilepsy Foundation in 1991 after seven years as executive director of Rochester's Advocacy Center.

Under her leadership, the foundation opened dozens of new programs and added 60 employees, while the budget ballooned from $450,000 to more than $4 million each year.

"There was no better advocate for those individuals than Sheila Appleby," said James Grossman, former chairman of the Advocacy Center and a longtime friend who accompanied Ms. Appleby and her husband on unsanctioned fishing trips in the canal. "She was very aware of all the people around her, of their suffering and their struggles."

"I think she truly touched the lives of so many adults and children because of the work that she did," said Epilepsy Foundation board member Stuart Gebell. In June 2006, Ms. Appleby was diagnosed with amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, a condition more commonly known as Lou Gehrig's disease that weakens muscles and paralyzes the body. Open and calm about what was happening, Ms. Appleby retired five months later, and "there was never once a word of 'poor me,'" said Dan Meyers, president of the Al Sigl Center, an Epilepsy Foundation partner agency.

"I always knew there was fire in Sheila Appleby," Meyers said. "But her most heroic accomplishment was the graceful way she handled her illness and showed us all how to be the best person we could be."

Besides her husband, Ms. Appleby is survived by daughter Shelley McCartney of Rochester; son Robbie McCartney attending Brown University in Providence, R.I.; mother Helen Appleby of Florida; and brothers Charles and Barry Appleby, both of Florida.



01-10-2008, 08:24 PM
In memory of John

We went to a friend's funeral this morning. So this post isn't going to be the usual silly-ha ha rubbish I usually churn out, but I don't want it to be entirely gloom and doom either, because that's not the overwhelming feeling I came home with.

John was the partner of Ian's older brother, Stuart. He died on December 10th of motor neurone disease, a rotten affliction that had been slowing him down for four years until it finally let him go.

I'd never been to a funeral before today of someone who was genuinely loved and cherished by many. I'd only been to my grandmother's, a dotty old bird who most of the family didn't get on with, and what few of us there were sat there sort of dutifully but with an element of palpable relief.

Today was entirely different. The crematorium was packed, every seat taken with young, handsome, lovely people. John was only 41. We followed the coffin inside and this upbeat dance music started to play, and you knew it was music he'd wanted, and you had to smile. Every reading glowed with John's zest for life, his wish that no one be sad for him, the message that finally he was free of this wretched illness that had had him in a wheelchair and unable to move or talk.

John charmed the pants off everyone he met, he tried everything, put 110% into everything, he partied and travelled and loved. He accepted his illness with incredible grace. He never bitched or got depressed. He genuinely believed he was still living life to the same full quality in a wheelchair as he would have done out of it. I just don't think I could be that cheery in the same situation. Even after he began to lose the ability to talk well, you could still catch his eye and share a silent joke at something you'd both overheard. John was ace.

Stuart, Ian's brother, was utterly amazing today. He had the incredible strength to stand up and talk about John to this packed building in a way that made everyone laugh and smile and remember John's appetite for life. Stuart, I know you read this sometimes. You're amazing and we love you. Come round for wine or tea or whatever else we can give you, as often as you want to, whatever the time is.

The hardest part of the day was seeing John's mother, Christina, walk up to the coffin after all the readings were over and lay a farewell red rose on it. Then she folded her arms on the coffin and rested her head there for a moment, all with such grace and dignity. I just broke down. It was such an intensely personal moment to witness: a mother saying a final farewell to her son, in front of a room full of people, some of whom she didn't even know.

My worst fears are losing Ian and Esme and it was a real wrench to see Stuart say goodbye to his partner and Christina to her child. I never take life for granted. I love the little family I have, and every morning I say "Mind how you go" to Ian, and really mean it, as if those four words will cast a protective veil around him to ensure he doesn't get knocked off his bike or blown up by cretinous religious extremists on the Underground. But today made me hold his hand a bit tighter, and come home and be extra-patient with Esme, and even refrain from telling the cat to **** off.

As we walked back from the crematorium, still sniffing and crying, past these huge, elegant, Georgian riverfront houses, I thought about the people who live there. They must see clouds of sombrely dressed, weeping people drifting past whenever they look out of the window.

We cried. We laughed. We had a bit too much glorious, warming wine in the pub. Then we came home, and stared into space feeling a bit afterwards and spacious in the ribs, hot around the eyes and washed-out in the sinuses while Esme galloped around all pleased to see us again and eventually brought us back to life. More importantly, we felt we'd seen a shining example of how to live and be remembered.

So! Message for today is to go out and have FUN. Party hard. Make love until the earth moves, even if it's just with yourself. Try new food. Roll around in it. Give your kids a big squeeze and a tickle and tell them you love them, especially if they're all grown up and deeply embarrassed by that kind of thing.

We're going to live life to the full just that little bit more by going to Devon for the weekend. Hell yeah! Nothing like a grey, out-of-season coastal town full of people in beige coats to rrrreally make you feel like you're in the fast lane.

We're only here for a bit, chaps. Make more of it.



01-10-2008, 09:51 PM
Neil Potter, U.S. Air Force veteran

NORTH BRUNSWICK Neil Potter, died Tuesday (Jan. 8, 2008) at his home in North Brunswick after a 10-year battle with ALS (Lou Gehrig's Disease). He was 75.

Mr. Potter was born in New Brunswick and resided in Highland Park before moving to North Brunswick, 43 years ago.

Neil served our country faithfully in the U.S. Air Force and served in Korea. He retired from Rutgers University in 1997 and was a communicant of St. Augustine of Canterbury in Kendall Park.

He was an avid antique and coin collector. He and his wife enjoyed traveling together throughout the United States as well as Ireland. he was known to be a happy man, always smiling, talking and making new friends.

Mr. Potter is survived by his wife, Esther, of North Brunswick; a daughter, Debbie Vetter and her husband, Jack, of Flemington; three sons, Brian Potter and his wife, Donna, of Skillman, Keith Potter and his wife, Mary, of North Brunswick and Craig Potter and his wife, Lori, of Whitehouse Station; and his eight grandchildren, Kristie Vetter, Laura Vetter Savage and her husband, Ken, Kevin Vetter, Brandon Potter, Christina Potter, Derrek Potter, Casey Potter and Chandler Potter. He is also survived by a sister, Carol Herzog of North Brunswick.

Funeral services will begin 9:30 a.m. Saturday from Gleason Funeral Home, 1360 Hamilton St., Somerset, followed by a 10:15 a.m. funeral Mass at St. Augustine of Canterbury Roman Catholic Church. Entombment will follow at St. Magdalene Cemetery in Flemington. Friends and family may call from 2 to 4 p.m. and 7 to 9 p.m. Friday at the funeral home.

Contributions in Mr. Potter's name may be made to Columbia University, ALS Gift Fund, 710 W. 168th St., Box 107, New York, NY 10032, Attn: Kalli Voulgaris.

01-10-2008, 09:59 PM
Craig A. Lamphere

Craig A.
Lamphere, 48
St. Joseph, Minnesota
June 11, 1959 - Jan. 8, 2008
Mass of Christian Burial will be 10:30 a.m. on Friday, January 11, 2008 at St. Michael's Catholic Church in St. Cloud for Craig A. Lamphere, age 48, of St. Joseph who died Tuesday, January 8, 2008 at his home after a courageous 2 1/2 year battle with ALS (Lou Gehrigs Disease). Reverend Bernard Gruenes will officiate. Burial will be in Calvary Cemetery.
Family and friends may call between 4:00 p.m. and 8:00 p.m.on Thursday at the Daniel Funeral Home in St. Cloud with parish prayers held at 5:00 p.m. Visitation will continue Friday one hour prior to services at the church.
Craig was born June 11, 1959 in Marshall to David and Frances (Konold) Lamphere. He graduated from Apollo High School in 1977 and later obtained his Real Estate Degree from St. Cloud Techninal College. He married Dona L. Butkowski on June 14, 1991 at St. Michael's Catholic Church in St. Cloud. Craig was employed at Coldwell Banker Burnet in St. Cloud for 20 years. He served on the Board of Directors and the Public Relations Committee for the St. Cloud Association of Realtors and served for many years on the President's Advisory Council for Coldwell Banker Burnet. He was a member of St. Michael's Parish.
Craig loved to fish and hunt. He also enjoyed golfing, skiing and traveling.
He is survived by his wife, Dona of St. Joseph; daughters, Jill Theisen of St. Cloud, Chelsey Lamphere of Corona, California, Jennifer (Roddy) Bettenberg of St. Cloud; father, David (Judy) Lamphere of St. Cloud; mother, Frances Lamphere-McDowell of St. Cloud; brothers and sister, Wade (Kathleen) of St. Cloud, Brett (Kathy Patton) of Rice, Roxanne (Craig) Perkins of Boulder, Colorado; parents-in-law, Mel (Carol) Butkowski of St. Joseph; and many nieces, nephews and friends.
Preceding him in death are his maternal and paternal grandparents; and step-father, Joe McDowell.
Craig was a loving husband and father. We will treasure our precious memories of his time with us.

01-10-2008, 10:02 PM
James Koelling

A memorial service will be held Saturday for James R. Koelling of Eugene, who died Jan. 3 of complications from Lou Gehrigs disease. He was 72.

He was born April 30, 1935, in Burlington, Iowa, to Esther and the Rev. Albert Koelling. He married Kathryn Ann Jacobson on March 14, 1964, in Eugene.

He served in the U.S. Army from 1959 to 1962, spending one year in Korea and two years at Fort Bliss in the 424th Army Band. He worked for Southern Pacific Railroad for 35 years, retiring in 1997 as an engineer.

Survivors include his wife; a son, Alan of Portland; a daughter, Ann Reeder of Eugene; two sisters, Elizabeth Lewis of Pleasant Hill, Tenn., and Margaret Glandon of Newark, Del.; two brothers, Robert of Santa Monica, Calif., and John of Eugene; and four grandchildren.

Saturdays service will be at noon at Central Presbyterian Church. Arrangements by Musgrove Family Mortuary, Eugene. Remembrances to Central Presbyterian Church or ALS Association of Oregon and Southwest Washington.

01-11-2008, 03:31 PM
Professor Graham Runnals 1937 - 2008
We said goodbye to my uncle today.

He was a remarkable man. An academic of note in the field of French Medieval Drama with many publications and awards to his credit, he was unfailingly modest, kind, generous and always of good humour. He enjoyed sports, particularly tennis, ran a marathon, and walked in the hills near Edinburgh, which made the motor neurone disease that struck him down particularly cruel. Most importantly he was als a family man, married for over forty years with two daughters and one grandchild.

The funeral service was a humanist one, celebrating his life and achievements, marking his passing and acknowledging that he lives on in the memories of his family and friends. We listened to tributes, poetry and the music of Wagner, one of his particular favourites. There were tears, but also more positive emotions of the life that carries on.

Another of my uncle's passions was fine food and wine, and we marked that with a wake where wine was drunk and a simple meal of bread, cheese, olives and cured meats eaten. It was also a chance to renew family relationships and mark the passage of time.

01-13-2008, 03:33 PM
Mathes MD, Stephen View/Sign Guest Book

MATHES Pioneering Leader in Plastic Surgery Dies of ALS. Stephen Mathes, MD, professor emeritus in the UCSF Department of Surgery and a pioneer in reconstructive surgery, died on Nov. 20, 2007, after a long and valiant battle with ALS (Lou Gehrig's disease). A longtime member of the UCSF faculty, Mathes was a towering figure in 20th century plastic and reconstructive surgery. He was a role model, educator, mentor and a gifted surgeon. Mathes will be remembered by his many friends and those he trained as brilliant, creative, supportive, energetic, lively and fun-loving. "Dr. Mathes was a respected leader in plastic and reconstructive surgery who made seminal contributions to the field of plastic surgery," said Nancy Ascher, MD, PhD, professor and chair of the UCSF Department of Surgery. "He has had a profound influence on his many trainees, colleagues, patients and on UCSF as a whole. "UCSF and the plastic and reconstructive surgery community have lost a leader, innovator, mentor and compassionate human being," she said. Born in 1943 and raised in New Orleans, Mathes attended Fortier High School, Louisiana State University in Baton Rouge and obtained his medical degree at LSU School of Medicine in New Orleans. While in Baton Rouge, he played for the LSU tennis team; tennis remained his favorite sport, and he enjoyed many matches with colleagues and friends throughout his career. From 1970 to 1972, Mathes served as a major in the US Army Medical Corps and was assistant chief of surgery at Fort Polk Army Hospital in southwest Louisiana, where he treated soldiers from his home state who had been wounded in Vietnam. Mathes then completed general surgery and plastic surgery training at Emory University in Atlanta. Driven by his experience working as a surgeon at Fort Polk, he developed a laboratory to explore the anatomy and develop new ways to do reconstructive plastic surgery. These anatomical preparations and his subsequent publications were to become the source of the musculocutaneous flaps soon to be taught and adopted nationally and internationally for the coverage of previously untreatable wounds. Mathes chose an academic career in surgery and in 1977 published his first textbook, titled Clinical Atlas of Muscle and Musculocutaneous Flaps. This text showed the vascular anatomy of flaps throughout the body and demonstrated how to move healthy tissue as needed to various sites. In 1978, Mathes moved to San Francisco to join the faculty at UCSF. At UCSF, he was involved in basic science and clinical research that was supported by the National Institutes of Health and other grants. More than 42 research fellows from the United States, Europe and Asia were supervised in his laboratory or on clinical projects as the basic science work done in the laboratory was successfully applied by plastic surgeons around the world to treat deformities and wounds. In 1984, Mathes became professor of surgery at UCSF, and in 1985, he became head of the Division of Plastic Surgery and residency program director. During his 26 years on the faculty at UCSF, 62 residents completed their plastic surgery training. Mathes has received numerous awards recognizing his basic science and clinical research. These include six first prize awards from the Plastic Surgery Educational Foundation, extending from 1981 to 1999. Other awards include the Special Achievement Award from the American Society of Plastic Surgeons and Best Medical Book Award from the American Medical Writers Association. Mathes was a member of 32 national and international professional societies. He served as chairman of the Plastic Surgery Research Council, director of the American Board of Plastic Surgery, chair of the Residency Review Committee for Plastic Surgery, president of the Association of Academic Chairmen in Plastic Surgery, president of the Plastic Surgery Educational Foundation and trustee for the American Association of Plastic Surgeons. Mathes published more than 233 peer-reviewed papers and chapters as well as six books, including the eight-volume edition of Plastic Surgery published in 2006. He was a visiting professor in more than 25 countries, delivered more than 400 formal lectures and participated in symposia throughout the world. He is survived by his loving family, who will miss him greatly. They include his wife, Mary H. McGrath, MD, a plastic surgeon practicing at UCSF; his mother, Norma D. Mathes, of Cookson, OK; his sons David W. Mathes, MD, and wife, Amanda, of Seattle, WA, Brian A. Mathes and wife, Vaso, and their two children, Zoe and Norah, of Boston MA, and Edward J. Mathes and wife, Erin Mathes, MD, of San Francisco; his two brothers, Paul Mathes of New Orleans, LA, and Peter Mathes of Cookson, OK, and five cousins Melvin Mathes of Baton Rouge, Earl L. Mathes, Jr., Edward C. Mathes and Murrel Girault of New Orleans, LA, and Charlotte Mathes Quinn of Mobile, Alabama. A memorial service will be held on Thursday, Jan. 24, 2008, at 4 p.m. in Toland Hall at UCSF's Parnassus Heights campus. A reception will follow. The family requests that all donations in memory of Mathes be made to the Stephen J. Mathes Endowed Chair Fund at UCSF Foundation, P.O. Box 45339, San Francisco, CA, 94145-0339. This fund will be the first endowment within the Division of Plastic and Reconstructive Surgery and will serve as a lasting tribute to Mathes' contribution to plastic surgery here at UCSF.
Published in The Times-Picayune on 1/10/2008.

01-13-2008, 03:36 PM

EASTABOGA Funeral services for Mr. Berlen Dale Purkey, age 64, of Eastaboga, will be at 4 p.m. Saturday, January 12, 2008 at Miller Funeral Home & Crematory with the Rev. Bob Owens officiating. The family will receive friends from 2 to 4 p.m. Saturday. Mr. Purkey will be interred in West Virginia. Mr. Purkey passed away Thursday, Jan 10 at his home after a short illness with ALS (Lou Gehrig's disease).

Mr. Purkey is survived by his wife, Becky Purkey of Eastaboga; two daughters, Laura Bussey of Anniston and Rachel Boullemet and husband, James of Oxford; son, Kevin Purkey and wife, Mandy of Chelsea; five sisters, Geraldine Kolter of Texas, Rella Shahan of West Virginia, Sharon Hudson of North Carolina, Bonnie Hickman of West Virginia and Helen Gorrell of West Virginia; four brothers, Lenard Purkey of Pennsylvania, Donald Purkey of Georgia, Ronald Purkey of West Virginia and Willis Purkey of California; four grandchildren, Ali Bussey, Eden Bussey, Claire Purkey and Wyatt Boullemet and several nieces and nephews.

Mr. Purkey was a native of West Virginia but has resided in Calhoun County since 1974. He retired from the Anniston Army Depot after 22 years of service and was a U.S. Army veteran after 3 years of service. He was a member of the Methodist faith. He was a loving father and grandpa, who adored his grandchildren.

Mr. Purkey was preceded in death by his parents, James and Fannie Purkey and two sisters, Betty Webb and Ileta Britton.

The family will receive flowers or donations may be made to The ALS Association Development Department, 27001 Agoura Road, Suite 150, Calabasas Hills, CA 91301.

Miller Funeral Home & Crematory will be in charge of the arrangements.

Personal condolences may be written to the family at: www.millerfuneralhomeoxford.com

01-13-2008, 03:40 PM
Grant, Barbara

Barbara Kay Grant Barbara Kay Grant passed away on 17 December 2007. Born on 1 January 1956, she had the distinction of being the first baby born on New Year's Day in Federal Way. Her long battle with ALS (Lou Gehrig's Disease) is now over and she has gone to be with her Lord in her true home. Barb was beloved by her family and many friends who miss her very much. She was preceded in death by her husband Douglas Grant. Her surviving family included her sister Kiffanie Betts, brother Patrick Diviney, daughters Theresa Hartman, and Andrea Wheeler and husband Michael Wheeler, and numerous grandchildren. A celebration of her life was held on Saturday, 12 January at the Cumberland Fire Station. Memorials are suggested to be made to the ALSA Association at www.alsa.org.

01-14-2008, 10:12 PM
Campus mourns loss of Pat Mayberry at memorial

Patricia Mayberry, an administrative associate in the English and history departments, died on Dec. 16, 2007.

Mayberry began working at UM-St. Louis as a secretary in the chemistry department in 2000. She also worked for the Division of Teaching and Learning during her time at the University.

Mayberry was awarded the UMSL Riverstars Employee of The Month for November 2007.

Mayberry died after a battle with a neurological disorder commonly referred to as Lou Gehrig's disease or ALS.

Memorial donations may be made to the ALS Association St. Louis chapter or the Muscular Dystrophy Association-ALS Division.


01-15-2008, 08:19 AM
Daughter was her source of strength, relatives say
Pfafftown woman, 29, dies two years after developing ALS

By Janice Gaston

Keri Brown Still found out about her ALS shortly after her wedding. It spread during her pregnancy with daughter Kellyn.
(Photo Courtesy of Joanie Brown)


Keri Brown Still didnt live long enough to see her daughter, Kellyn, take her first step. She never heard Kellyn call her Mama.

Still, 29, died Sunday morning at her home in Pfafftown, a little more than two years after she developed amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, or ALS.

Last September, the Winston-Salem Journal wrote about Stills battle against ALS, also known as Lou Gehrigs disease. The disease attacked her body in 2005, shortly after her wedding to Copeland Still. During her pregnancy with Kellyn, now 10 months old, the disease spread rapidly.

By the time Kellyn was 3 months old, Stills arms had become too weak to hold her.

But she organized Kellyns life, even when she couldnt move or speak.

She would tell us when the baby was hungry, said her mother, Joanie Brown. She would tell us what to feed the baby. We let her choose what the baby wore. Copeland Still hooked up a video camera so his wife could watch Kellyn crawl down the hall and splash in her bath.

She was in charge until the end, said Gwen Sellers of Greensboro, a friend of Stills since high school. Keri was always in charge. Even though we couldnt understand her very well, she could blink yes or no.

ALS is a fatal neurological disease that leaves intellect intact. It attacks the nerve cells that operate the muscles that control movement, including breathing and swallowing. Stills ability to move, speak, swallow and breathe had deteriorated steadily since September.

By the end of last week, Stills breathing had become more labored, despite the use of a breathing device called a BiPAP.

Sunday morning, her mother awoke at her bedside and found her daughter unusually lethargic. She and Stills father, Harold Brown, could barely rouse her, and her pulse had slowed. Then her breathing stopped. By the time paramedics arrived, Still was dead.

Stills friend Jennifer Lassiter started a Web site, www.helpkeri.com, not long after Still became ill.

Friends and strangers donated money through the site, and several fundraisers held this fall raised more. The efforts raised more than $15,000. Lassiter said she intends to keep the site open.

I know she would want us to continue supporting ALS research, she said.

Stills family and friends spoke about her fire, her strength and her dedication to her daughter. While she was still able to speak clearly, she made an audio tape for Kellyn - her voice interspersed with many of her favorite songs, everything from country tunes to classical pieces. She asked Sellers to buy 21 birthday cards, one to send to Kellyn each year as she grows up.

Even when Still struggled to breathe, her eyes lit up each time she saw her daughter, Sellers said. I know that Kellyn really was her peace.

A memorial service for Still will be held at 11 a.m. Thursday in the new Worship Center at First Presbyterian Church on Cherry Street. A reception in the old fellowship hall will follow the service.

■ Janice Gaston can be reached at 727-7364 or at jgaston@wsjournal.com.

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01-15-2008, 12:13 PM
David Bowerman
[ Age 73 ] He showed an early interest in mechanics and spent his life as a Ruxton mechanic and service center owner.

By Frederick N. Rasmussen | Sun reporter
January 15, 2008

David Allender Bowerman, a popular mechanic and longtime owner of Ruxton Service Center, who repaired cars, plowed driveways and assisted stranded motorists for more than 50 years, died of amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, more commonly known as Lou Gehrig's disease, Jan. 6 at his Lutherville home. He was 73.

Mr. Bowerman was born in Baltimore and raised on Labelle Avenue in Ruxton. He was a 1952 graduate of Towson High School, where he studied auto mechanics.

"From his earliest days, his passion for cars was all-consuming, and when he was a youngster, he dismantled and reassembled his go-cart," said a son, Mark E. Bowerman of Philadelphia.

Mr. Bowerman was 15 years old when he began working for Ernest W. Gill, owner of Gill's Garage on Bellona Avenue in Ruxton - and except for serving in the Army from 1956 to 1957 - worked no where else until his death.

After Mr. Gill's retirement in 1983, Mr. Bowerman purchased the business that through the years sold Esso, Exxon, Chevron, Texaco and Shell oil products.

Tall and lanky, and often wearing a seaman's knit watch cap in the winter months, Mr. Bowerman was a much beloved figure in Ruxton, where residents could always count on him coming to their rescue when their cars wouldn't start, if they had been in an accident, or fixing something as mundane as a flat tire.

"Dave was a real all-American hometown boy and the nicest guy you'd ever want to meet. He always had a big smile and really knew his business," said Steve Myer, who grew up across from the service station, and became a longtime customer.

"He was an excellent and practical mechanic who knew a problem was either fuel-, spark plug- or compression-based. I never brought in a car that he couldn't fix," he said.

"He was a highly resourceful, practical mechanic and a businessman of impeccable integrity. He exuded trustworthiness and cheerfulness," his son said.

In 1977, Michael J. Mozelack began working as a part-time mechanic for Mr. Bowerman, and two years later he was full-time. "He was a wiz at everything and an incredibly honest man. He wasn't one to oversell stuff just to make a profit," Mr. Mozelack said. "He was so dedicated that he never retired. The station was his hobby."

In addition to servicing autos, Mr. Bowerman also held towing licenses from the state and Baltimore County, and was virtually on 24-hour call.

He also operated a snowplowing business, and among his 100 clients were many Ruxton-area doctors, nurses and other rescue personnel, whom he made a priority because he knew they had to get to their hospitals and offices.

"There's a great story about Dave and a snowplow that had engine failure during a big storm. He was able to put a new engine in the truck and get it back on the road within 24 hours," Mr. Mozelack said.

Mr. Bowerman had a soft spot in his heart for high school kids interested in mechanics. He gave them part-time or summer jobs, and was proud when they became professional mechanics.

"Some have stayed with the business, and some of were just passing through," his son said.

"He treated us all as family," Mr. Mozelack said.

Baltimore Magazine recognized Mr. Bowerman's business as "Baltimore's Best Service Station" in 1997, 1998 and 1999.

Diagnosed with ALS nearly two years ago, Mr. Bowerman continued coming to the station until his illness robbed him of the ability to work on autos.

He never lost his appreciation for the cars of the 1920s, 1930s and 1940s and, for much of his adult life, owned two 1934 Dodges - one a convertible and the other a sedan. The convertible, which had the exact manufacture date as his birthday, was the car he had driven before going into the Army.

"He longed to fully restore it, but that dream was put on perpetual hold, first by his commitment to work, then by his devotion to his family," his son said.

Mr. Bowerman was also an avid student of World War II and enjoyed doing crossword puzzles and listening to the music of Jimmy "the Singing Brakeman" Rodgers and the Carter family.

He was a longtime active parishioner of the Church of the Nativity, 20 E. Ridgely Road, Timonium, where a memorial Mass will be offered at 10 a.m. Feb. 8.

Also surviving are his wife of 49 years, the former Barbara Ann Ashley; another son, David L. Bowerman of Finksburg; two daughters, Deborah Bowerman Smith of Catonsville and Diane B. Wasowicz of Timonium; three brothers, J. Biays Bowerman of Dubuque, Iowa, Daniel Bowerman of Oella and John Bowerman of Frederick; a sister, Theodocia Duffy of Hillsdale, N.J.; and seven grandchildren.


01-15-2008, 12:15 PM
Dr. Herbert Copeland Jr., 87
January 15, 2008

Dr. Herbert Copeland Jr., a retired Franklin Square Hospital Center radiologist, died of amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, often referred to as Lou Gehrig's disease, Jan. 7 at a Naples, Fla., nursing home. The Lutherville resident was 87.

Born in Wheeling, W.Va., he earned a bachelor's degree at West Virginia University and a medical degree at the University of Maryland School of Medicine.

In 1951, he became Franklin Square Hospital's radiologist and was president of the institution's medical staff from 1970 to 1972.

In 1960, he founded a private medical practice with Drs. Nathan Hyman and Albert Shackman. In 1985, shortly before Dr. Copeland retired, they introduced an early MRI machine.

Dr. Copeland taught at the Johns Hopkins School of Medicine and the University of Maryland School of Medicine. He was a past president of Franklin Square's medical foundation and raised research funds. He also assisted in the hospital's move to Baltimore County in 1970.

Family members said he led development of radiology technology training at Essex Community College.

Services were held Wednesday in Pikesville.

Survivors include his wife of 12 years, the former Jeanne Mendelsohn; a son, Dr. Jack A. Copeland of Marfa, Texas; a daughter, Marsha Copeland Manekin of Baltimore; a stepson, Charles Y. Schwartzman of Hallandale, Fla.; three stepdaughters, Bonnie Marshall of Bel Air and Ellen Wilen and Susan Levy, both of Baltimore; two grandsons; and four step-grandchildren. Dr. Copeland outlived two wives, the former Myra Ander and Elaine Rodgers.

[Jacques Kelly

01-16-2008, 08:56 PM

12:00 - 16 January 2008

A champion charity fundraiser has died aged 60.

Former Ballater Golf Club secretary Sandy Barclay was diagnosed with motor neurone disease in 2002.

The former submariner devoted the remaining years of his life to raising cash for various causes, also becoming the Aberdeenshire chairman of the Scottish Motor Neuron Disease Association.

His wife of 36 years, Lindsay, said: "We didn't talk about battling the condition because we knew it could not be beaten. But Sandy showed huge courage and determination as he lived with the illness."

He died at Aboyne Hospital last Thursday.

Although born in Ballater, Sandy was brought up in Aberdeen. After leaving Northfield Academy, the 15-year-old joined the Royal Navy, spending a total of 30 years in the service.

Much of that time was as a submariner on a succession of vessels including the Polaris.

When he left the navy 15 years ago the Barclays moved back to Ballater and Sandy became secretary of the town's golf club in 1994.

The couple have daughter Leanne, 36, son Scott, 34, and four-year-old grand-daughter Kerryn. The funeral is at Glenmuick Church on Friday.

01-17-2008, 12:01 PM
Inked in memoriam

By Brooke Bates bbates@dnronline.com

Barbara Helsley used to keep a vase of purple orchids in her house. Now, whenever her 18-year-old daughter Rachel looks over her right shoulder, she'll remember those orchids.

Barbara lost her battle with Lou Gehrig's disease on Dec. 4. Last weekend, Rachel made a trip to Alley Cat Tattoo and Body Piercing Studio to make sure her mother's memory lives on.

The three orchids - one each for herself, her mother and her sister - float above Barbara's name on Rachel's shoulder. Rachel, of Woodstock, says she's already gotten used to the question, "Who's Barbara?" because it gives her a chance to share her mother's story.

Memory tattoos are certainly nothing new. For some, mom's name inside a heart is just another painting on a body-sized canvas. But for more and more people, tattoos serve as a memorial and a meaningful way to cope with loss.

Original memorials
As a tattoo artist at Painted Lady Tattoos, Margaret Lawson-Bushell inks names, dates and crosses all over people's bodies, marking memories of loved ones who've died.

Lawson-Bushell thinks tattoos are a perfect way to pay tribute. "It's a personal reminder and a way to show the world how [you feel]," she says. "Nothing shows love more than a tattoo."

Most of the memory tattoos she inks are religious - even if the client is not. Crosses, angel wings and praying hands are popular requests.

But Lawson-Bushell usually recommends personalizing the art to fit the loved one. "Take something pertinent to someone's personality, like hobbies or imageries specific to that person," she says.

She remembers one client whose father, a miner in West Virginia, passed away. The son's tattoo memorialized his father with an outline of West Virginia framing grain silos and mining tools.

Personalized tattoos give bearers the opportunity to share stories of their loved ones, which Lawson-Bushell illustrates by rolling up her pants leg. She reveals a tattoo she inked herself to remember her mother.

"I didn't want anyone else to do it because it's so personal to me," she said.

On her left shin, a dagger pierces through a heart surrounded by roses, her mother's favorite flower. A banner reads, simply, "mom."

The initials "AMDG" rest underneath it, a reminder of the Latin phrase "Ad maiorem Dei gloriam" (for the greater glory of God) that her mother signed artwork with.

The pierced heart represents how the loss affected Lawson-Bushell's life, she says. "I was incredibly distraught," she says. "[Getting the tattoo] helped me through the healing process. I feel comforted to know that she'll always be with me. It's a way of keeping a little of [her] with [me] at all times."

She also had a set of bagpipes tattooed on her left arm to commemorate her Scottish father. It's filled with the colors of her family plaid.

Helping the healing process
Jen Siegfried, a tattoo artist across town at Alley Cat Tattoo and Body Piercing Studio, thinks tattooing seems more popular now thanks to "Miami Ink" and "Inked" But, as her colleague Chris Porter observes, memory tattoos are certainly nothing new.

Some of the first tattoos ever inked were probably names or initials, Porter says. "Our grandparents used to get tattoos with the names of their wives and children," he said. "It's a traditional American tattoo."

Laura Sobik, Ph.D., a psychologist at JMU Counseling and Student Development Center, doesn't see it as a trend either. When her patients reveal memory tattoos, she sees them as "a sign of some larger collective grieving."

As tattooing in general edges into the forefront, she says, it becomes "a more viable option to grieve in a public way."

Public displays of grief are appropriate responses to public losses, like Sept. 11 or the Iraq war, Sobik says. Lawson-Bushell agrees; most of the tats she's done in the past few years commemorate young soldiers who were killed in Iraq.

Especially in those cases, tattoos help mourners "make collective grief evident and make meaning of it," Sobik says.

The tattoos Sobik sees aren't just signs of grief, but reminders of overcoming that grief. Some of her patients bear tattoos of wings, angels or birds, showing how they've risen from their loss.

Sobik thinks tattoos are, for the most part, a worthy memorial. But she does voice one concern regarding the pain associated with the process.

"It's concerning when it becomes a matter of wanting to feel pain to feel better," she says.

So she urges patients to grieve before they get inked, and not get a tattoo just to get tattooed. "It's a very, very permanent solution to a temporary emotional state," she says. As with any tattoo, you should be sure, she says.

Porter has tattooed clients the same day they lose a loved one. But he agrees - a tattoo should end the healing process, not begin it.

"If you're gonna get a tattoo in remembrance," Porter advises, "it should be after you've dealt with [the loss] and you're clear-headed and rational. Don't do it spur-of-the-moment."

Lawson-Bushell got her tattoos months after her parents died, but she doesn't think everyone needs that much time to mull it over. If people need help coping right away - like families that come in together the day of the funeral - a trip to the tattoo studio could offer it.

Part of the collection
Siegfried has also inked her share of memory tattoos. But real life inside Alley Cat is not like "Miami Ink," she says. "Not everybody has a big background story about why they're getting a tattoo."

Sure, she has tattoos for her parents, who are living, and her grandparents, who have passed. But they're just part of her collection.

"I get tattoos because I like the image," she says. "I don't think of them as memorials. It's something I wanted to do for me."

Similarly, Porter had an eagle head tattooed on his arm several years after his grandfather died. His grandpa bore an eagle tat as well.

"It was so old it was blue-looking," Porter remembers of his grandpa's tattoo. "You could barely make it out."

Porter always wanted an eagle tattoo of his own. So several years after his grandpa died, he went for it. His grandpa's nickname, Goss, is etched underneath the red eagle head.

Showing his tattoo spurs Porter to talk about the weekends he spent with his grandpa as a boy. But, like Siegfried, he says the eagle doesn't stick out from the rest of his body art.

Some, like Siegfried and Porter, were already covered when they received their commemorative tattoos. Others, like Helsley, are first-timers when they get inked in memory.

"A lot of people need a reason to get [their first] tattoo," Lawson-Bushell says. A memory tattoo "can be the catalyst to inspire people."
Helsley waited more than a month before she went to Porter. "It's the only tattoo I'm probably ever going to get," she says. "I don't know why I'd regret it. It's got meaning. It's not just an excuse to get a tattoo."

While getting inked, some clients cry and others laugh and share stories of their loved ones, Lawson-Bushell says. Either way, the emotion often affects the artist as well.

"I almost want to cry while I'm giving the tattoo," she says. "Professionally, I have to distance myself emotionally ... But it tends to touch you [and make you] reflect on your own experience."

The artists agree that memory tattoos, like tattoos in general, aren't for everyone. Or, as Siegfried says, memorials aren't always tattoos and tattoos aren't always memorials.

But if it takes a tattoo to get someone through a hard time, they're happy to help.

"The times have changed. People's ways of expressing grieving have changed," Lawson-Bushell says. "Widows no longer wear black ... If anything, they'll probably get a tattoo."


01-19-2008, 09:34 AM
Grandview woman had a smile for everyone

Published Saturday, January 19th, 2008


GRANDVIEW -- Lynn Walker was always smiling.

Her smile was big and people looked for it when they went to the Safeway in Sunnyside where she worked.

It lit up dozens of family photos, enough to fill a large chest in her home and stacks of albums.

Her husband and two kids are treasuring those snapshots now. Walker, 42, died Tuesday after a battle with Lou Gehrig's disease.

"Lynn was an awesome person. I never met anybody who didn't like her," said her husband, Rodney. "Everybody talked about her smile."

Lynn Walker was diagnosed with the disease in 2005.

There was a push to get the Walker family on the TV show Extreme Makeover: Home Edition. They live in a mobile home in Grandview, and Walker's chair only could fit into a couple of rooms. She dreamed of having a house for the family.

But money was tight because Lynn no longer could work and Rodney had to quit his job to care for her.

An appearance on the ABC show never materialized, but Rodney said he'll keep trying to fulfill Lynn's dream.

The couple met in high school. Their children are James, 15, and Amber, 12.

Lynn worked at Safeway for about 17 years. Customers and co-workers grew to love her for her sweet manner and concern for others, said Julie Moon, manager of the store's floral department.

Moon and Walker worked together for 14 years and often took their breaks at the same time.

"(People should) remember her for how strong she was and how much she loved the people around her and her children," Moon said. "That's one thing she'd always say when I went over to the house -- 'I love you.' "

The Sunnyside store is undergoing some remodeling, and employees recently found an old photo album with pictures of workers. There were shots of Walker from years ago, looking lively and happy, Moon said.

She liked seeing her friend that way. The photos made her smile.

Walker's memorial service is planned at 10 a.m. Monday at Grandview Church of the Nazarene.


01-23-2008, 09:37 AM
Richardson, Priscilla Elaine
Jan. 28, 1951 - Jan. 19, 2008

Priscilla Elaine Richardson (Parkes), 56, North Port, formerly of Springfield, Ohio, died Jan. 19, 2008.
Visitation will be at 5 p.m. Tuesday, with services to follow at 7 p.m., at Farley Funeral Home, North Port Chapel. Burial will be at 10 a.m. Wednesday at Venice Memorial Gardens.
Survivors include a daughter, Kristine George and her husband, Dennis, of North Port; sons Rick Hockensmith and his wife, Kate, of North Port and Ted Hockensmith and his wife, Sarah, of North Port; parents Clifford and Lois C. Richardson of North Port; brother Don Richardson of Wadsworth, Ohio; sisters Pamela Craig of Batavia, Ohio, Brenda Bowers of Springfield, Ohio, and Benita Karen Richardson of Covington, Ky.; and three grandchildren.
Born in Covington, Ky., on Jan. 28, 1951, she was a Sarasota County resident for 28 years.
Priscilla worked as a transportation supervisor for the Sarasota County School Board for almost 25 years. She was a Lady Elk and was Protestant.
Memorial donations may be made to Lou Gehrig's Disease Research c/o Muscular Dystrophy Association, P.O. Box 78960 Phoenix, AZ 85062-8960, or to TideWell Hospice and Palliative Care, 5955 Rand Blvd. Sarasota, FL 34238.
To send condolences, visit www.farleyfuneralhome.com.

Published in the Herald Tribune on 1/21/2008.

01-23-2008, 09:47 AM
Jack Wesley Willard

Jack Wesley Willard, 79, of South Charleston, was ushered into Heaven on Sunday, January 20, 2008, at Thomas Memorial Hospital, where he will be eternally with our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.

Among those awaiting his arrival is his loving and devoted wife of 52 years, Joyce. Dad lovingly and devotedly cared for her during her 16-year illness. Others that preceded him in death include his mother, Travania Buckner Willard; father, Joseph H. Willard; brother, Harry Willard; grandparents, Ira and Bessie Willard; mother-in-law, Lila Kate Bays; and his stepmother, Imogene Willard.

Jack was retired from Libby Owens Ford Glass Plant, Lory Planing Mill and Krogers at Riverwalk Mall.

Jack had ALS, Lou Gehrig's disease, but never allowed this to keep him from caring for all his family and the people God placed in his life. He remained positive and watched over the patients in his room at Golden Living Center.

Jack was a member of the Bethel Baptist Church in Spring Hill, where he served on the board of trustees. He was also an avid Jeff Gordon and WVU fan.

Dad will always be cherished for the things he taught his children by his incredible example in the ways he lived his life.

Surviving are daughters, Teresa at home, Karen Keaton, who was his neighbor at South Charleston, and Sharon Buckley of South Charleston; son, Joe and his wife Ginny, who was his daughter-in-love; grandchildren, Tim Willard and his wife Amy, Brian Willard, Steve Buckley and his wife Jennifer, Amy Wehrle, Monica and Mark Keaton; great-grandchildren, Chris, Alex, Mackenzie and Savannah Willard, Courtney and Ashley Buckley, Katelynn Wehrle and Davidson Martin, Alexis and Jamie Breeden; half sister, Dr. Deborah Willard and her husband Wallace Bever of Morgantown; sister-in-law, Marjorie Willard; many nieces and nephews; and his beloved dog Brownie.

The family would like to express unending gratitude to those who showered dad and his family with their prayers, compassion, love and support during this difficult time. Special thanks to the congregation of Bethel Baptist, Green Valley Church of God congregation and Pastor Tom Wise, Pastor David Bowen, Millie McCallister, Tonya Riffle, Linda Talmon of the ALS Association, Kanawha Valley Senior Services, Maxim Health Care and the staff of Golden Living Center.

Services and visitation will be finalized for Tuesday and Wednesday.

Good Shepherd Mortuary, South Charleston, is in charge of arrangements.

01-23-2008, 09:53 AM

Rex Sims, 85, Dies; Cool Whip ScientistRex Sims, Ph.D. research chemist and scientific expert for fats and oils for thirty years at General Foods who orchestrated the development of innovative tests that allowed the key breakthrough in long term emulsion stability that paved the way for the groundbreaking success of Cool Whip died Friday at the Westchester Medical Center in Valhalla. He was 85.The cause was secondary conditions related to ALS or Lou Gehrig's disease. An accomplished musician, playing the saxophone, clarinet and flute, Rex played in orchestras and dance bands in the forties and fifties. He joined the Pleasantville Fire Department Band in 1962, and in addition to performing, served as manager, librarian and organizer of Pleasantville Fire Department parades for forty-four years. Rex was recently awarded special recognition for his years of service to the Pleasantville Fire Department Band in a special ceremony sponsored by the Mayor and Board of Trustees of the Village of Pleasantville.

01-23-2008, 09:56 AM
Long, Margaret Unklesbee View/Sign Guest Book

Margaret Unklesbee Long Margaret Unklesbee Long, 93, of Lakeland, Florida, passed away peacefully Wednesday, January 16, 2008, at Broadview Assisted Living in Tallahassee after a brief but devasting bout with Lou Gehrig's Disease. She was born to Jacob and Susan Unklesbee in Freeport, Illinois, on February 8, 1914, and spent her early years in Washington, D.C., where her father was a streetcar motorman for the D.C. Transit Authority and her mother a housewife. She graduated from Eastern High School in Washington, where she lettered in field hockey and basketball, and later attended Washington's Wilson Teacher's College. On November 25, 1937, she married Woodrow W. Long, also of Washington, and moved to Silver Spring, Maryland, where they lived until Woodrow's retirement in 1981 and their subsequent move to Lakeland. She and Woodrow celebrated over 64 years of marriage until his death July 28, 2002. Since her early years, she was a committed Christian, who taught children's Sunday School, sang in the choir, and was active in all of her home churches in Washington, Silver Spring and Lakeland. She volunteered with Cub Scouts, the library, and in hospitals in Silver Spring and Lakeland, and showed her unfailing and genuine love for others through her many phone calls, cards and letters. She was a dear friend to many in Lakeland, Tallahassee and elsewhere, who showered her with love, cards, flowers, prayers and special visits until the last. But most of all, she was a wonderful, caring Christian mother and grandmother with a giving heart, a mischievous sense of humor and a radiant smile that persisted no matter what the circumstances. She is survived by her son, Jeffrey Long (and wife Carole); her grandson, Matt Long, of Nashville, Tenn.; her granddaughter, Christine Hamilton (and husband Troy) of Collegeville, Pa.; her new great-grandson, Owen Matthew Hamilton, also of Collegeville; and several nieces and nephews. In addition to her husband and parents, she was preceded in death by her brothers, Franklin and Mervin Unklesbee, and her sister, Leora Beckstrom. Services will be held at 11 a.m. EST Tuesday, January 22, 2008, at Lakeside Baptist Church, 1736 New Jersey Road, Lakeland, FL 33803. Family will receive friends at the church prior to the services from 10 to 11 a.m. Funeral arrangements are being handled by Lakeland Funeral Home & Memorial Gardens (863-686-2125), 2125 South Bartow Hwy., Lakeland, FL 33801. Contributions in her honor may be made to the Big Bend Hospice, 1723 Mahan Center Blvd., Tallahassee, FL 32308.
Published in the Tallahassee Democrat on 1/19/2008.

01-23-2008, 10:11 AM
Mitchell L. 'Mitch' Morgan

Mitchell L. "Mitch" Morgan, 49, of Minocqua, formerly of Schofield, died Sunday, Jan. 13, 2008, at Seasons of Life Hospice House in Woodruff after a five-month courageous battle with ALS (Lou Gehrig's disease).

He was born June 6, 1958, in Ventura, Calif., son of Harven and Mary (Maahs) Morgan. Mitch married Bonnie Block on July 28, 1990, in Wittenberg.

He owned and operated MB Auto Care for many years. After working in the Schofield area, Mitch and his family moved to Minocqua where he operated a property maintenance business. He enjoyed NASCAR racing and attended many races. Mitch enjoyed racing stock cars at State Park Speedway. He enjoyed fishing, camping, snowmobiling, golfing, bowling, the Wisconsin Badgers, the Green Bay Packers, gardening and landscaping (anything to get his hands dirty).

Survivors include his wife, Bonnie Morgan of Minocqua; daughter, Sarah Block of Appleton; mother, Mary (Jon) Aton of Hatley; sister, Michelle (Mike) Miller of Weston; stepbrothers, Jon (Linda) Aton of New Richmond and Steve (Jenne) Aton of Red Granite; stepsisters, Sue (Jesse) Ortiz of Vallejo, Calif., and Julie Aton of Wausau; nieces, Jill (Chad Kees) Miller of Fond du Lac and Jamie Miller of Weston; and many other relatives and friends. He was preceded in death by his father and both his paternal and maternal grandparents.

Funeral services will be at 6:30 p.m. today, Jan. 18, 2008, at Brainard Funeral Home-Everest Chapel, 5712 Memorial Court, Weston. The Rev. Carl Brewer will officiate. Visitation will be from 3 p.m. until 6:30 p.m. today at the funeral home.

In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to the ALS Association at alsa.org or Project ALS at projectals.org.

Online condolences at www.brainardfuneral.com.

01-23-2008, 10:19 AM
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STILL PFAFFTOWN - Keri Denise Brown Still, 29, of Pfafftown died Sunday morning, Jan. 13, 2008 at her home, after her two-year battle with ALS (amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, often referred to as Lou Gehrig' s disease). She was preceded in death by her paternal grandmother, Alta Long Brown; and her maternal grandparents, Turner and Ruth Redding. She is survived by her husband, Copeland Burdell Still Jr. of the home; her daughter, Kellyn Redding Still; and her parents, Harold J. and Joan Redding Brown of Pfafftown. Keri was very close to her extended family members. Keri was born June 22, 1978, in Winston-Salem. She graduated from North Forsyth High School in 1996 and three years later, in 1999, from Appalachian State University with a B.S. degree (magna cum laude) in communications with a minor in music. She was in the Gamma Beta Phi Honor Society, Phi Eta Sigma Honor Society, Intervarsity Christian Fellowship, American Advertising Federation, and the Sigma Alpha Iota-Professional Music Fraternity for Women. She later added two Master' s degrees, (both summa cum laude) in global technology Management and in marketing to her resume. She worked at the Winston-Salem Journal as a summer intern during her college years and briefly after her graduation. She then joined Allegacy Federal Credit Union from August 1999 to April 2006. She then moved to BB&T as an assistant vice president in the commercial marketing strategy group. Keri married Copeland B. Still in August 2005. Their daughter, Kellyn Redding Still, was born in March 2007. Keri was a board member of the Hispanic League of the Piedmont Triad and a member of Young Professionals Advisory Boards for the Winston-Salem Symphony & Southeastern Center for Contemporary Arts (SECCA). She was a choral section leader of First Presbyterian Church for three years; chair of the Annual DW Golf Tournament for four years benefiting Cancer Services Inc.; First Elimination Round judge of the Nashville Star for USA television network; as well as being involved in countless other organizations. She was a graphic designer, an avid reader and an outdoor sports lover. She wanted so much to raise her child. She always put others first and will be greatly missed. A memorial service is planned for 11 a.m. today, Jan. 17, in the Worship Center at First Presbyterian Church on Cherry Street in Winston-Salem, with a reception to follow. Memorials may be made at any Allegacy Federal Credit Union branch to the Kellyn Still trust fund. Details of Keri' s battle with ALS may be found at the website, www.helpkeri.com. We would like to extend our Thanks and appreciation to all of our and Keri' s friends, neighbors, church members, Hospice, staff and nurses at both Forsyth and Baptist hospitals and the Jim "Catfish" Hunter Chapter of the ALS Association. There are literally thousands of people who have contributed in many ways during the past two years of Keri' s struggles with this debilitating disease. We have been supported and uplifted by people we have never met. This outpouring of support has been a major uplift in our lives during this time.

Published in the Winston-Salem Journal from 1/15/2008 - 1/17/2008.

01-23-2008, 08:33 PM
Big cat enthusiast will be missed
23 January 2008
EDITORIAL - whtimes@archant.co.uk

Pete James with his wife Jackie and one of his cats
A BIG cat enthusiast who died after a long-term illness has been described as a "passionate and likeable man" by his widow.

Pete James, 68, had ferociously fought to save the near-extinct clouded leopard, breeding them at his home in Willow Walk in Welwyn

However, he died at home on January 2 almost a year on from being diagnosed with the paralysing Motor Neurone Disease.

Widow Jackie, 44, remembered her husband as a "lovely, funny man who had no enemies".

She said: "He loved being outside and couldn't stand being inside and that is why having the disease was so hard for him because he loved his animals."

Pete was born in Hackney, London, in July 1939 and developed an early love for big cats when his father took him to see Tarzan at the cinema.

At the age of 11 he moved to St Albans before going on to breed champion German shepherds.

In 1983 he moved to Willow Walk and seven years later achieved his long-term goal of buying a pair of cats from America to breed.

But it was in 2000 that he made his "big dream" a reality and became only the second person in mainland UK to breed clouded leopards.

In September 2005 he married Jackie at Paradise Wildlife Park in Broxbourne, on the platform above the big cats, after meeting her in 1998.

"It was the most amazing day of my life and it was so right to do it there," said Jackie.

"That is why we got on so well we used to travel the world going to zoos and we both loved it.

"He would tell people in the zoos that we visited if he thought they were doing things wrong.

"He cared so much about the cats and all animals."

Over 300 people attended his funeral at Harwood Park crematorium in Stevenage last Friday , including his children Karen, 43 and Dean, 41, from a previous marriage.

"It just shows how much he was liked. We're really going to miss him," added Jackie.


01-23-2008, 09:20 PM
SANDY BARCLAY (1947-2008)




Sandy Barclay was one of the bravest men it's been my privilege to know personally.

The funeral service of the former Ballater Golf Club secretary was held at Glenmuick Parish Church last Friday. He was buried at Tullich Cemetery near Ballater where he was born in 1947.
Sandy died at Aboyne Hospital on January 10 "with great dignity and courage after a long illness," said his death notice in the Aberdeen "Press and Journal."

We are all going to die sometime but I doubt if I could be as brave about impending death as Sandy was after being told in April 2001 that he was suffering from the incurable Motor Neurone Disease.

Sandy was no saint. Like all of us, he had his good days and bad days but his heart was in the right place. I remember interviewing him for the May 2004 issue of "Golfview," and I could not have blamed him had he been wallowing in self-pity.

Not a bit. Sandy faced up to his limited future and told me the facts without exaggeration or emotion. His retirement from the Ballater Golf Club post had been fixed for April 30, some nine years after he took up the post. Much of his earlier life - 30 years of it - had been spent in the Royal Navy. He was a Warrant Officer in the Submarine Service when he came back to Civvy Street.

In that 2004 interview, Sandy told me: "My health has caught up with me. I can't golf but I can still walk and that's what I'll be doing. Motor Neurone is a disease that causes progressive muscular atrophy. I said that when my speech started to go and deteriorated to the point that I couldn't make myself understood on the telephone, then it would be the time to retire from the Ballater Golf Club job. I think that time has come."

He organised Texas Scramble open tournaments to raise money for the Scottish Motor Neurone Disease Association and they always had a full house of entries, as much a testament to the high regard in which Sandy Barclay was held in the North-east golfing world as to the desire of the golfing public to do their bit for a worthy cause.

Sandy told me that he first developed pain in his right elbow and later some wasting of the muscles in that forearm before, in April 2001, he was given the diagnosis that he was suffering from Motor Neurone Disease.

"There is research going on all the time but the funding is nowhere near that which cancer reaseach enjoys," Sandy told me. "There are drugs being refined all the time to help combat MND. It is too late to help me but the money we have raised from these Texas Scrambles helped to fund ongoing research."

Not that a man like Sandy would be forgotten anyway but he does have an enduring golfing memorial in the Royal Deeside Golf Classic which attracts visitors from all over Britain to play at Ballater, Aboyne, Banchory and Inchmarlo in July every year. The tournament was a Sandy Barclay idea.


01-26-2008, 09:32 AM
Potter loses fight with ALS MORE ON CHAPMAN
Phil Chapman, Fredericksburg's first potter, succumbs to ALS


Date published: 1/26/2008


In the end, it was the stillness of Phil Chapman's hands that friends would find so hard to accept.

His hands had built kilns brick by brick.

They'd molded clammy lumps of clay into sought-after bowls and vases.

They'd pulled award-winning pottery out of 1,800-degree furnaces.

They'd rebuilt his Sophia Street pottery studio, board by board, after it was gutted by fire.

But now, 2 years after being diagnosed with Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis or Lou Gehrig's disease, Chapman's hands, the tools he'd relied on for more than 30 years, had become uncharacteristically still.

"Life is just mean sometimes," his wife, potter Trista Depp Chapman, said Wednesday, two days before her husband passed away in their Fredericksburg home. "It really is."

Chapman, 55 and Fredericksburg's first full-time potter, was diagnosed with ALS in August 2005, about six months after first telling doctors he was experiencing weakness in his right leg and unexplained fatigue.

The fatal disease attacks the nerve cells in a person's brain and spinal cord, destroying voluntary muscle movement.

Chapman began using a wheelchair about 18 months ago. His bright blue eyes had stayed fierce throughout, but in recent weeks, he'd struggled to speak and his hands remained at rest.

Chapman was fresh out of college and full of enthusiasm when he arrived in Fredericksburg in 1976. His job: to entertain downtown tourists by throwing clay in front of a picture window in a shop at Sophia and Hanover streets.

He later moved his operation to Spotsylvania County and then founded Sophia Street Studios next to his downtown Fredericksburg home. There, he worked for 25 years, mastering the art of raku, a Japanese style of pottery with a cracked finish that became his hallmark.

In 1995, fire gutted the studio. Chapman briefly considered starting over elsewhere, but he stayed and rebuilt the studio with help from friends and other local artists.

Five years later, he and Trista would help start the Empty Bowl Fundraiser, a soup dinner that benefits the Rappahannock Council on Domestic Violence.

Chapman was recognized within the arts community for an almost fanatical dedication to perfection.

He spent years experimenting with kiln materials, temperatures, glazes and finishes before adopting his complex raku process.

He literally set himself on fire once trying to create the perfect clay pot for his brother.

Often at work into the wee hours of the morning, he tolerated no flaws. And even after all the honors, the bests in show and awards of excellence, he didn't consider himself an expert.

"Anybody who thinks they are a master of clay is full of it," he said shortly after his diagnosis. "They call it 'practicing medicine.' This is just 'practicing clay.' It'll always be a challenge."

When the effects of ALS weakened his hands and drained him of energy, he ceased making his own pottery and instead devoted his efforts to helping wife Trista improve hers.

He also mentored potter Daniel Christie, who, like Chapman, arrived in Fredericksburg fresh out of art school with a yen for perfection.

"I always secretly liked the fact that some people, even at the hospital, would say, 'Is this your son?'" Christie said yesterday. "It was something I was flattered by."

After his diagnosis, Chapman enrolled in a drug trial at the University of Virginia, took up yoga, adopted a daily regimen of vitamins and supplements, and barred unhealthy foods from his diet--all in an effort to battle the degenerative nerve disease.

In February 2006, Chapman's prognosis seemed more hopeful when tests indicated he had Lyme disease, a less life-threatening condition than ALS.

But his health did not improve. Speaking became more difficult, navigating stairs dangerous.

On bad days, Chapman said he tried to focus on the family and friends who had supported him.

"I'm so privileged," he said about a year ago. "I can't feel bad about things. I always come back to that. I have it pretty good. For what's happened to me, I have it pretty good."

Last May, he and Trista visited the Grand Canyon, a trip Chapman had always wanted to take.

At home, he settled into a first-floor sun room, created by friends who worried about him going up and down the house's staircase. From it, he could look onto the wisteria-covered patio where he'd asked his wife to marry him.

Beyond that was the gas kiln he'd built by hand. And next door, the pottery studio where he'd spent more than two decades perfecting his craft.

The wall next to his bed was covered with photos: Snapshots from the Grand Canyon. From a 2000 trip to New Zealand. From a canoe outing in Maine. From the couple's honeymoon in the Outer Banks.

In December, just after Christmas, Chapman developed pneumonia. Originally, he resisted going to the hospital.

Ultimately, he spent a week and a half at Mary Washington Hospital, but the antibiotics did not help.

He chose to come home, to the sun room, where family, friends and hospice volunteers made him comfortable.

He passed away there yesterday morning, his wife and Christie holding his hands.

Edie Gross: 540/374-5428
Email: egross@freelancestar.com


Related stories on Phil Chapman

The fight of his life (12/17/07)
Searching for answers (6/11/2006)

01-27-2008, 11:16 AM
William M. Barth


William M. Barth, 66, passed away in his Payson Arizona home on Jan. 21, 2008 after a short struggle with Lou Gehrig's disease. He was born to Judge William and Elizabeth Barth in Chicago, IL on Aug. 6, 1941. Bill leaves behind his beloved Joan McManus, his children Brian and Eric Barth, Dana Black and son-in-law Mark Black, and his sister Betty Barth Jennett and brother in law Ned Jennett. Bill's larger than life presence and colorful gift of conversation ensured that he never knew a stranger in his life. He enjoyed scenic Arizona and all of its critters, sailing, skiing, golfing and was an avid fan of the Chicago Bulls, Chicago Bears and Notre Dame football. If Bill could give one piece of priceless advice to everyone on Earth, it would most certainly be - "Don't take yourself too seriously".

01-28-2008, 08:09 AM
Potter loses fight with ALS MORE ON CHAPMAN
Phil Chapman, Fredericksburg's first potter, succumbs to ALS


Date published: 1/26/2008


In the end, it was the stillness of Phil Chapman's hands that friends would find so hard to accept.

His hands had built kilns brick by brick.

They'd molded clammy lumps of clay into sought-after bowls and vases.

They'd pulled award-winning pottery out of 1,800-degree furnaces.

They'd rebuilt his Sophia Street pottery studio, board by board, after it was gutted by fire.

But now, 2 years after being diagnosed with Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis or Lou Gehrig's disease, Chapman's hands, the tools he'd relied on for more than 30 years, had become uncharacteristically still.

"Life is just mean sometimes," his wife, potter Trista Depp Chapman, said Wednesday, two days before her husband passed away in their Fredericksburg home. "It really is."

Chapman, 55 and Fredericksburg's first full-time potter, was diagnosed with ALS in August 2005, about six months after first telling doctors he was experiencing weakness in his right leg and unexplained fatigue.

The fatal disease attacks the nerve cells in a person's brain and spinal cord, destroying voluntary muscle movement.

Chapman began using a wheelchair about 18 months ago. His bright blue eyes had stayed fierce throughout, but in recent weeks, he'd struggled to speak and his hands remained at rest.

Chapman was fresh out of college and full of enthusiasm when he arrived in Fredericksburg in 1976. His job: to entertain downtown tourists by throwing clay in front of a picture window in a shop at Sophia and Hanover streets.

He later moved his operation to Spotsylvania County and then founded Sophia Street Studios next to his downtown Fredericksburg home. There, he worked for 25 years, mastering the art of raku, a Japanese style of pottery with a cracked finish that became his hallmark.

In 1995, fire gutted the studio. Chapman briefly considered starting over elsewhere, but he stayed and rebuilt the studio with help from friends and other local artists.

Five years later, he and Trista would help start the Empty Bowl Fundraiser, a soup dinner that benefits the Rappahannock Council on Domestic Violence.

Chapman was recognized within the arts community for an almost fanatical dedication to perfection.

He spent years experimenting with kiln materials, temperatures, glazes and finishes before adopting his complex raku process.

He literally set himself on fire once trying to create the perfect clay pot for his brother.

Often at work into the wee hours of the morning, he tolerated no flaws. And even after all the honors, the bests in show and awards of excellence, he didn't consider himself an expert.

"Anybody who thinks they are a master of clay is full of it," he said shortly after his diagnosis. "They call it 'practicing medicine.' This is just 'practicing clay.' It'll always be a challenge."

When the effects of ALS weakened his hands and drained him of energy, he ceased making his own pottery and instead devoted his efforts to helping wife Trista improve hers.

He also mentored potter Daniel Christie, who, like Chapman, arrived in Fredericksburg fresh out of art school with a yen for perfection.

"I always secretly liked the fact that some people, even at the hospital, would say, 'Is this your son?'" Christie said yesterday. "It was something I was flattered by."

After his diagnosis, Chapman enrolled in a drug trial at the University of Virginia, took up yoga, adopted a daily regimen of vitamins and supplements, and barred unhealthy foods from his diet--all in an effort to battle the degenerative nerve disease.

In February 2006, Chapman's prognosis seemed more hopeful when tests indicated he had Lyme disease, a less life-threatening condition than ALS.

But his health did not improve. Speaking became more difficult, navigating stairs dangerous.

On bad days, Chapman said he tried to focus on the family and friends who had supported him.

"I'm so privileged," he said about a year ago. "I can't feel bad about things. I always come back to that. I have it pretty good. For what's happened to me, I have it pretty good."

Last May, he and Trista visited the Grand Canyon, a trip Chapman had always wanted to take.

At home, he settled into a first-floor sun room, created by friends who worried about him going up and down the house's staircase. From it, he could look onto the wisteria-covered patio where he'd asked his wife to marry him.

Beyond that was the gas kiln he'd built by hand. And next door, the pottery studio where he'd spent more than two decades perfecting his craft.

The wall next to his bed was covered with photos: Snapshots from the Grand Canyon. From a 2000 trip to New Zealand. From a canoe outing in Maine. From the couple's honeymoon in the Outer Banks.

In December, just after Christmas, Chapman developed pneumonia. Originally, he resisted going to the hospital.

Ultimately, he spent a week and a half at Mary Washington Hospital, but the antibiotics did not help.

He chose to come home, to the sun room, where family, friends and hospice volunteers made him comfortable.

He passed away there yesterday morning, his wife and Christie holding his hands.

Edie Gross: 540/374-5428
Email: egross@freelancestar.com


Related stories on Phil Chapman

The fight of his life (12/17/07)
Searching for answers (6/11/2006)

Phil Chapman

Date published: 1/28/2008

Phil Chapman

Phil Chapman, 55, of Fredericksburg died at his home Friday, Jan. 25, 2008, after a 2-year battle with Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis or Lou Gehrig's disease.

Chapman arrived in Fredericksburg in 1976, a graduate of Virginia Commonwealth University. A native of Winston-Salem, N.C., he was Fredericksburg's first full-time potter. He founded Sophia Street Studios in 1982, and in 2000, he and his wife, Trista, helped start the Empty Bowl Fundraiser, which benefits the Rappahannock Council on Domestic Violence.

Chapman is survived by his wife, Trista; his mother, Margaret Chapman of Winston-Salem; his brother and sister-in-law, Hunt and Betsy Chapman of Arlington and their sons, Jonathan and Brian Chapman; and numerous cousins, aunts, uncles, nieces, nephews and friends in the arts community. He was preceded in death by his father, Phillip Chapman.

In lieu of flowers, contributions may be made to the ALS Association, Development Department, 27001 Agoura Road, Suite 150, Calabasas Hills, Calif. 91301, or to the Craft Emergency Relief Fund (CERF), Box 838 Montpelier, Vt. 05601-0838.

A celebration of Chapman's life will be held at Sophia Street Studios at a later date.

01-28-2008, 08:24 AM

Donald L. Wilhelm
WILHELM Donald L. Donald L. Wilhelm passed away at home surrounded by his loving family on Saturday, January 26, 2008. Born in Fremont, Ohio on March 3, 1936, to Edward J. Wilhelm and Ellen (Sorg) Wilhelm, Don graduated from Central Catholic High School. He attended St. Meinrad's Seminary and the University of Toledo. Don was employed for 25 years by the Catholic Diocese of Toledo. After serving as administrative assistant to Msgr. Lawrence J. Ernst, he was appointed director in 1971 of the newly established Toledo Diocesan Office of Pastoral Services. He was the first lay person to serve as a director. His many responsibilities included the establishment of a Diocesan Pastoral Council and Parish Councils. In addition, he served as Staff Consultant and Facilitator for the Catholic Conference of Ohio (Columbus, Ohio) as well as for the Bishop's Advisory Council at the National Conference of Catholic Bishops, Washington D.C. Don was contracted as an organizational consultant/facilitator by over 30 church-related organizations or dioceses in the United States and Canada. He was forced to retire in 1987 following a diagnosis of ALS (Lou Gehrig's Disease). Don's past affiliations include: President, Toledo Deanery Council of Catholic Youth; Vice President, Toledo Jaycees; Chairman, Toledo Family Life Education Council of Toledo Public Schools; President, Levis Square Ministries of Toledo (community leaders dedicated to downtown renewal); President, Ecumenical Communications Commission of Northwest Ohio; Secretary, Toledo Catholic Diocesan Ecumenical & Interreligious Affairs Commission; Board Member, Ohio Council of Churches; Member, Advisory Council, WGTE-TV; Member, Urban Task Force, Mayor's Advisory Committee on Penal Reform; Chairman, Bishop's Advisory Council, Catholic Council of Ohio; President, St. Pius X School Board (3 terms); Member, Board of Directors, Ability Center of Northwest Ohio (3 terms); Tutor, Read for Literacy Program; Prison Ministry at Milan Federal Correctional Institute for the past 10 years; Advisory Committee, Toledo Muscular Dystrophy Association and on-line mutual support and communication with over 20 persons who shared a diagnosis of ALS. Don is survived by his loving wife of 43 years, Patricia (Holzemer); daughter, Gretchen (Donald) Squires; sons, Martin (Bridget), Philip (Melissa), Edward (Natalie) and seven grandchildren. He is also survived by siblings, Dorothy (James) Vandenbroek Sr. and Phyllis Wilhelm, OSF, Mary Jo (William) Schlagheck, Elisabeth Horwitt, Peggy (Richard) Snyder; Brother Philip, OFM, William (Pauline), Joseph (Nancy) and numerous uncles and aunts and nieces and nephews. He was preceded in death by his parents; sister, Jean and brother, Thomas. Visitation will be held on Monday, January 28th from 2:00-8:00 p.m. with a Scripture service at 7 p.m. at Wisniewski Funeral Home, 2426 North Reynolds Road. Services will be held at Corpus Christi University Campus Parish on Tuesday, January 29th at 11:00 a.m. Donations in lieu of flowers should be sent to Corpus Christi University Catholic Parish; Hospice of Northwest Ohio; Central Catholic High School, Toledo; or the Muscular Dystrophy Association of Toledo (ALS programming).

01-28-2008, 02:07 PM
John Charles Coe, 69
January 28, 2008

John Charles Coe, a retired social worker with the state Department of Aging, died of amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, commonly called Lou Gehrig's disease, Jan. 20 while being taken to Johns Hopkins Medical Center. He was 69 and lived in Windsor Hills.

He was born in Marlborough, Mass., and graduated from Princeton University in 1960 with a bachelor's degree in philosophy and English. He then earned a master's degree in social work from the University at Buffalo after serving two years in the Army.

In 1976, Mr. Coe and his wife, Julee H. Kryder-Coe, moved to Baltimore and pursued careers in social work while raising their two children.

Mr. Coe was a social worker for the Department of Aging for 30 years before retiring in 2003. Mrs. Kryder-Coe, assistant dean for professional education at the University of Maryland School of Social Work, died of cancer in 2003.

"A truly caring, devoted and loving man, he stayed by the side in aid of his wife as she battled cancer to her passing in late 2003," said his daughter, Kirsten K. Coe of Ithaca, N.Y.. "His sincerity of friendship was felt by co-workers and neighbors alike, whereby through his quiet thoughtfulness, he always showed respect for those around him, and with his quick wit, could always kindle the humor of another."

Mr. Coe was a naturalist and birder who enjoyed hiking on nature trails.

"He was also highly regarded as a tireless volunteer, woodsman and gardener by many of the Windsor Hills neighbors who worked alongside him in his varied community ecological restoration efforts," said his daughter.

A memorial service was held Jan. 21.

In addition to his daughter, Mr. Coe is survived by a son, Justin Coe of College Park; and two brothers, Peter Coe of Chicago and Robert Coe of Bethesda.

01-28-2008, 09:11 PM
Michael James Porada
Michael James Porada, 32, of 204 Randall Drive died the morning of Monday, Jan. 28, 2008, in his home.Born July 30, 1975, in New Castle, he was a son of James and Sandra Faivre Porada. They survive in New Castle.He married the former Melissa Carney on Sept. 3, 2005. She survives.Mr. Porada was national recruiting manager for Sprint-Nextel Corp.He was a 1993 graduate of New Castle High School and graduated with a degree in psychology in 1997 from Allegheny College.Mr. Porada was named to the All-American Baseball Team in NCAA Division 3 while a student at Allegheny College.He enjoyed golfing and loved his family.Mr. Porada was a member of St. Vitus Church.In addition to his wife and parents, survivors include a daughter, Jadyn Elizabeth Porada, at home; a sister, Deanne Petrangeli of New Castle; paternal grandfather, Edward Porada of New Castle; mother- and father-in-law, Marie and Martin Carney of New Castle; and brother-in-law, Matthew Carney of New Castle.He was preceded in death by his paternal grandmother, Betty Jane Porada; and maternal grandparents, Rene and Germaine Faivre.Visitation is 4 to 8 p.m. tomorrow at the Ed and Don DeCarbo Funeral Home and Crematory, 941 S. Mill St.A procession will leave the funeral home at 10:30 a.m. Thursday for St. Vitus Church, where a Mass of Christian burial will be celebrated at 11 a.m. The Rev. Robert Zajdel of the church will officiate. Burial will be in Castle View Memorial Gardens.Memorial contributions may be made to the Michael Porada Foundation, 33 Chestnut St., Sharon, Pa. 16146.Online condolences may be received at www.decarbofuneralhome.com.Please sign the guestbook at www.legacy.com/ncnewsonline/Obituaries.asp.

01-29-2008, 05:23 PM
Doris Otterman,

Doris Clark Otterman, 81, of West Topsham, Vt., died Sunday, Jan. 27, 2008. She had been cared for at home by her family during her struggle with ALS/Lou Gehrig's disease.

She was born Oct. 13, 1926, the youngest of five daughters of Douglas A. and Helen (Parker) Clark.

Educated in Barre, she attended Lincoln School and graduated from Spaulding High School in 1944. Fifty-nine years ago, she married Harvey B. Otterman Jr., who survives her. They made their home in West Topsham where they raised three sons who also survive.

Always a devoted homemaker and mother, her home was the site of many holiday observances which included neighbors and friends who had no family nearby and annual reunions for her extended family

Doris could be depended on to provide music at the churches in West Topsham and East Orange and for school functions when Topsham had its rural schools. Always a sports fan, she actively supported and provided transportation for the local youth baseball teams and in the winter months, Barre youth hockey in its early days at the outdoor rink at North Barre.

She is survived by her husband, Harvey B. Otterman Jr. of West Topsham; three sons, Stephen and his wife, Maureen, David and his wife, Karen, and Thomas and his wife, Donna; seven grandchildren and three great-grandchildren; three sisters, Marjorie Hughs of Boca Raton, Fla., Janet Geals of Montpelier, and Ruth Ann Lyons of Birmingham, Ala.; several nieces and nephews.

Funeral services will be held on Wednesday, Jan. 30, 2008 at 11 a.m. in the East Orange Church with the Rev. Candace Ricker officiating. Visiting hours will be Tuesday afternoon from 2 to 4 p.m. at the Hale Funeral Home, Upper Plain, Bradford. Burial will be in the spring in the family lot in the West Topsham Cemetery in West Topsham.

01-30-2008, 07:17 PM
My brother of 12 plus years just passed.
Posted by Smilef in Children & Families Monday January 28, 2008 at 10:40 PM

Hello, my name is Marcy. I have a brother by the name of Sam Ward, that just passed away Jan 08 2008 from this terrible disease ALS. It really stinks that we are no farther ahead than we were in the 40:s. How sad is that?
My brother had Bulbar. He really had the will to live. He was a strong man.
I want to be able to help any paitents out there that I can.
I hope that some day I can make it to Washington and be right up front to be able to speak about this disease.
If anyone needs to talk please email me directly at Smilef@Aol.com

I live in Fort Collins Co. If there are any patients out there I am willing to help out. I do have medical background.

Hope to hear from you all soon.


01-30-2008, 07:20 PM
Leonard loses battle to Lou Gherigs disease
By: John Taylor


Tim Leonard loved sports. On the gridiron, the diamond or the court, Leonard was one of the best performers of his time. The 1982 Madisonville High School graduate played quarterback, outfield and relief pitcher.

A graduate of the University of Tennessee, Leonard loved the Vols and Tornadoes and watching the smallest athletes at Kefauver Park.

Madisonville High School became part of Sequoyah High and the Chiefs became Leonards favorite team. His loyalty was rewarded; the baseball field at Sequoyah was named Tim Leonard Field. In June of 1993, almost 14 years ago, Leonard learned he had Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis, ALS, also known as Lou Gehrigs disease. There is no cure.

To his brother Danny, Tim once said of ALS, I have on an iron suit. Though his body grew weaker, Leonard never gave up. He wasnt made that way. His cousin Amy Tester said, I felt so sad...I felt sorry for him. But he had a completely different outlook .... and soon made me feel good.

That is one thing other than athleticism people remember about Tim Leonard. A neighbor he rode with to little league said, Tim was always well-behaved and neat and clean, a little gentleman. His brother Danny Leonard remembers: Tim was beloved by his community and he loved them. He wanted to help others.

He participated in telethons on Chattanooga and Knoxville television stations. He was a fighter, Danny Leonard said. People would visit to cheer him up and theyd be the ones uplifted, because he loved people.

Leonard said his brother gave 100 percent to whatever he did. That iron suit couldnt hold Tim down, spiritually he trusted the Lord, thats how he made it through. Tim will be very much missed but wont be forgotten. Tony Hawkins was on the mound and Tim Leonard in the field when the Tornadoes came within one strike of a state championship in 1981. That team, and the one Leonard played on in 1982, were the foundation for the State Champion Tornadoes of 1983.

Hawkins had said his friend was a great player and an unselfish team player. He was quarterback and I was a receiver, the paper called us the Leonard to Hawkins connection, said Hawkins. He was so accurate he made it easy.

He was a leader in the huddle and off the fieldone of the greatest guys Ive ever known, Hawkins continued. It was appropriate they named the field at Sequoyah Tim Leonard Field. That bad disease wasnt supposed to happen to guys like him, but with his positive attitude he never gave up. That was like a game when we were behind and in the huddle Tim would say, Dont give up!

I hear his voice say that every time I think of the battles he fought. Tim knew how to confront bad timeshe put his Lord first. He strengthened us all. As I viewed his body, I thought of his smilehis love for all. Thats how Ill remember Tim Leonard.

Mac Coley coached the Tornado baseball team when Tim Leonard played. Tim Leonard was really intellectual and a really good athlete, said Coley. Its hard to describe how big- hearted he washe would help anybody in a word. He was the kind of kid youd want your kid to be around. He never showed ill will toward anyone.

Coley described Leonard as a fierce, determined competitor. His attitude was whatever it takes, well do it. Anything I asked he did and I didnt have to watch. In a game Tim would get in a zone. When I called on him to pitch in relief hed get so pumped up Id have to calm him down.

After his graduation we became good friends and told each other our troubles. It seemed like I talked to him 10 times more than he talked to me, said Coley. Tim came to Kingsport to watch my son play and he had just found out about his disease. But he was never bitterhe was a good Christian man who knew no fear. Tim Leonard was unique, he could have done anything he wanted.

Now Leonards body will not be present on the sidelines, behind the backstop or in the gym. But for fans, teammates, coaches and the little ones he loved to watch, Tim Leonards presence will always be felt. People touched by Tim Leonards life can remember him with a contribution to the Tim Leonard Scholarship Fund, c/o Citizens National Bank, Madisonville. It will go each year to a student who exemplifies Tim Leonards characteristics.

John Taylor may be reached at taylormadetalk@yahoo.com.


01-30-2008, 07:24 PM
Obituary: M. Donald Whorton ‘65

30Jan08 – M. Donald Whorton, an internationally-recognized occupational health physician and workplace epidemiologist, died on January 27, 2008 at Alta Bates Summit Medical Center in Berkeley, California from complications of amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS). Whorton was 65 years old.

Born on January 25, 1943 in Las Vegas, New Mexico to Rachel Siegal Whorton and Romayne "****" Whorton, Whorton spent his childhood working in the family grocery store and playing school sports.

After graduating from Robinson High School in 1961, Whorton attended the United States Naval Academy in Annapolis, Maryland for one year before returning to Las Vegas and enrolling in Highlands University.

Whorton graduated with honors and as a member of Alpha Omega Alpha from the University of New Mexico School of Medicine's first graduating class in 1968. Whorton went on to receive his master's degree in public health with a focus in environmental medicine from Johns Hopkins University. He completed his internship in internal medicine at Harvard Medical Service Boston City Hospital and his residency in internal medicine at Baltimore City Hospital. He was board certified in occupational and internal medicine, an elected member of the National Academy of Science Institute of Medicine, and a Fellow of the American College of Epidemiology and of the American College of Occupational and Environmental Medicine.

Whorton advanced the field of occupational medicine through epidemiological studies that led to a greater understanding of workplace exposure. Notably, discovered the link between workplace exposure to the nematocide DBCP and male infertility. Whorton was the founding director of the University of California at Berkeley's Labor and Occupational Health Program (LOHP), and in 1978

Whorton joined Environmental Health Associates, Inc. (EHA), an occupational and environmental consulting company. When EHA was acquired by ENSR Consulting and Engineering in 1988, Whorton continued on in his capacity as Vice President for six years until he started his own, private consulting firm, M. Donald Whorton, M.D., Inc. In 2001 Whorton merged his firm with WorkCare, Inc. and established WorkCare North based in Alameda, where he served as the Executive Vice President until his death.

Whorton lived in the Oakland hills with his wife for over thirty years and was an active member in the community. He began a 21-year-long involvement with the local youth soccer leagues in 1985 as the coach of his son's team. After coaching, Whorton served as the Equipment Manager for Montclair Soccer Club and later as the club President. Whorton continued his contribution to youth soccer as the President of the Jack London Youth Soccer League, the Secretary for District 4 and the Secretary for the California Youth Soccer Association.

Whorton is survived by his wife, Diana Obrinsky; his children Matthew, Laura and Julie; his brothers Jerry, Bob and David; his uncle Art Siegal; his cousins Seth Siegal and Marilyn Chotem; five nieces and nephews; and four grandnieces and grandnephews.

There will be a memorial service to honor and celebrate Whorton's life at 11:30AM on Saturday, February 2 at the Brazilian Room in Tilden Regional Park.

02-01-2008, 04:12 PM
David K. Washmuth

Posted: 2/1/2008

David Kile Washmuth passed away Tuesday evening, January 22, 2008, at his home in Yerington, Nevada, after a brave 4-1/2 year battle with Amyotophic Lateral Sclerosis (ALS, also known as Lou Gehrig's disease). He was 54.

David was born in Ridgecrest, California, on January 19, 1954, the son of Harold and Joanne Washmuth.

David is known in Yerington as the man with the orange car. He had bought himself a Prowler and drove it until he could drive no more. He loved the outdoors and the beautiful high desert life he found in Nevada. He enjoyed mountain biking, snow skiing, Sand Mountain, Pyramid Lake, and anything that could go fast. He loved his family and friends and enjoyed get-togethers with each.

David was known for his quick wit and dry sense of humor. He was extremely intelligent and loved learning. He was an excellent cook and enjoyed good food. He worked for Jones West Ford in Reno for over 22 years before being diagnosed with ALS.

David is survived by his wife, Kathleen Brown Wasmuth; daughters Audrey Kresoja and Ashley Washmuth; his father, Harold Washmuth; his sisters, Judi Kroeger, Lisa Washmuth and Janet Washmuth Kile; nephews AJ Thurston, Jeffrey and Aaron Kroeger; nieces Staci Washmuth, Emmilee and Mary Risling; and his dog, Rufus.

He was preceded in death by his mother.

In keeping with David's wishes, no funeral service will be held. Cremation is under the direction of Freitas Rupracht Funeral Home, Yerington.

His family wants to thank all of his friends for throwing him a wake while he was still alive so he could enjoy it all with them.

Family and friends may sign the online guest book at www.FRFH.net.

Memorial donations may be made in David's name to ALS of Nevada, 6370 W. Flamingo #3, Las Vegas, Nevada 89103, or to Barton Memorial Hospice, 1615 Highway 395, Suite C, Minden, NV 89423.


02-01-2008, 08:08 PM
Otto M. Buerger III
Otto M. Buerger III died on Jan. 5, 2008 after a long illness of complications from Lou Gehrig's disease. He was 68. A long time resident of Sands Point, he graduated from Sands Point School (Now John Daly School) and Port Washington (now Carrie P. Weber) Junior High School.

Mr. Buerger was first recognized in Port Washington for his intellectual ability when he was co-winner of the 5th-grade American History Prize given by the American Legion. He received honors in classics at Phillips Academy, Andover, where he graduated in 1957, BA from Harvard College, MA in classics/Greek from Columbia University and MA in classics/Latin and C. Phil from UCLA. He taught Latin, English and history for a number of years at the Webb School in Claremont, CA.

Returning to Sands Point in 1985 and unable to find a teaching position in Latin, he finished his working career as an associate butcher at Grand Union and King Kullen supermarkets. Mr. Buerger was well known to Port Washington residents for his love of literature, his support of favorite political and environmental causes and his love of and knowledge about sports.

He is survived by his sisters, Helene E. Peck of La Jolla, CA, and Anne Luise Buerger of Sands Point.

02-05-2008, 07:33 AM
Architect C. David Robinson dies
Carl Nolte, Chronicle Staff Writer

Tuesday, February 5, 2008

C. David Robinson, an architect who left his mark all over Bay Area with buildings he designed, died at his Sausalito home Saturday from the complications of ALS, a debilitating illness also called Lou Gehrig's disease.

Mr. Robinson was 72.

Services will be Wednesday.

Mr. Robinson worked for several San Francisco architectural firms and among his achievements are museums and private residences, including the Center for the Arts in San Francisco's Yerba Buena Gardens, the Charles M. Schulz Museum in Santa Rosa, and major renovations of Temple Emanu-el and the landmark Cliff House in San Francisco.

His restoration of the soaring, domed Temple Emanu-el was described as "flawless" by the late Chronicle architectural critic Allan Temko.

David Williams, who knew Mr. Robinson for 44 years and was his partner for 14 of them, said Mr. Robinson had "very, very high standards in terms of quality and design. He was hard to please, but generous and selfless in supporting the work and accomplishments of others."

Mr. Robinson was also active in cultural affairs and was on the boards of the San Francisco Art Institute, the University Art Museum at UC Berkeley, the San Francisco Museum of Modern Art, the California College of the Arts, and the San Francisco Planning and Urban Research Association. He received SPUR's Silver Spur award for public service.

Chalfant David Robinson was born in New York in 1936, and graduated with honors from Princeton University with a degree in art history in 1957.

He then served as a Marine Corps officer for three years. He received a master of architecture degree from the University of Pennsylvania in 1965 and began his architectural career in San Francisco with Skidmore, Owings and Merrill.

In 1970, he was one of the co-founders of Robinson, Mills & Williams, which grew to be one of the five largest architectural firms in San Francisco. He joined Polshek and Partners as partner in charge of the San Francisco office, and in 1997 he founded C. David Robinson Architects.

He was a man of many parts - he and his wife, Mary, had a significant collection of contemporary art and photographs. Their collection of 19th century photographs is part of the collection of the National Gallery of Art in Washington, D.C.

Mr. Robinson was also a star athlete in college, where he was captain of Princeton's ice hockey team and its crew teams. His family noted that he was good enough to participate in the crew trials for the 1960 Olympics. He also played rugby both in Pennsylvania and for the San Francisco Olympic Club.

He is survived by Mary Robinson, his wife of 43 years; a daughter, Annie Robinson Woods of San Francisco; two sons , Ward Robinson of Los Angeles, and Steven Robinson of New York; two brothers, Hamilton Robinson of New York, and Will Robinson of Maryland; and three sisters, Sandy Righter of Boston, Marshall Bickel of Frederick, Md., and Randle Bitnar of Bozeman, Mont. He is also survived by three grandchildren.

A service will be held Wednesday at 1 p.m. at the Temple Emanu-el, at Arguello Boulevard and Lake Street in San Francisco.

The family prefers donations to the C. David Robinson Endowment Fund at the Bay Area Chapter of the ALS Association, 565 Commercial St., San Francisco, CA 94111.

02-09-2008, 12:46 PM
Adrienne Hall, 81; advertising executive broke barriers for women

Adrienne A. Hall, who became a leader in the advertising industry at a time when few women held such positions and who later helped create prestigious organizations for high-achieving women, died Feb. 2 in a nursing home in Los Angeles from complications of Lou Gehrig's disease. She was 81.

In 1970, Hall and Joan Levine formed Hall & Levine Advertising, which was often described as the first U.S. advertising agency headed by women. The agency's clients included such companies as Max Factor and Neutrogena, said Stefanie Hall, Hall's daughter.

Role model

Six years after the agency was formed, the Western States Advertising Agency Assn. changed the name of its "Man of the Year Award" to "Advertising Award of the Year" and gave it to Hall and her partner.

"Adrienne Hall was a pioneer for women in the field of advertising, and a center of energy, creativity and community for women and pro-equality men in any field," said Hall's longtime friend Gloria Steinem. "She came from a generation in which women had to invent themselves, yet she invented a role model for generations to come."

After her agency was acquired by Foote, Cone & Belding, Hall served as vice chairman of the board at Eisaman, Johns & Laws Advertising Inc. from 1980 to 1994.

Throughout her career, Hall advocated the advancement and development of women in her industry and others. In 1982 she and other women founded the Committee of 200, a national members-only network for top-level businesswomen.

"A stable network of supportive relationships is absolutely essential for women in business," Hall told the Chicago Tribune in 1985. "Developing and maintaining a network ought to rate as a very high priority for women."

Because so many men are in management positions, they have built-in networks, Hall said. She searched for women "who've made it, who are at the top. We cross all political lines. Our point is working together."

Hall also was active in the International Women's Forum, a network of prestigious women's organizations in the U.S. and several foreign countries. In 1985 the network was estimated to have 1,000 members.

In addition to her work with women's groups, Hall served on the board of directors for the UCLA Foundation, had been a member of the Board of Regents at Loyola Marymount University since 1982, and sat on the advisory boards of several organizations and corporations.

Born Sept. 3, 1926, in Los Angeles, Hall graduated from Beverly Hills High School in 1944. She attended UCLA and in 1949 married Maurice Hall. In addition to her daughter Stefanie, Hall is survived by her husband; sons Adam Hall, Todd Hall and Joe Hibbitt; and another daughter, Victoria Zawor, all of Los Angeles.

Memorial donations may be made to the Adrienne Hall Women's Mentoring Fund, Harvard Kennedy School of Government, Office of External Affairs, 79 JFK Street, Box 123, Cambridge, MA 02138. Checks should be made out to Harvard University.

02-10-2008, 10:34 AM
The eventful life of Bee Wee Captain Nigel Heath
By Anne Hilton Sunday, February 10 2008
Sonia Heath (left) Irene Martini (centre) and Nigel Heath in 1989, guests at the wedding of Penelope Hilton and Michael Munro....Born in Lahore, in what is now Pakistan, on February 6, 1930, when half of the world was coloured pink in the Atlases of that time, Nigel Heath was a child of the Raj. His father, George, was a Major in the Indian Army, his mother Phyllis, the daughter of a bandmaster. He died on February 2, 2008 in the UK a country he only really got to know in the last ten or so years of his life.

He was in England with his mother on long leave when the Second World War broke out and since India was a long, long way away from the bombing while London wasnt, somehow, no one knows quite how, Phyllis (a very determined lady) and Nigel got passages to India and safety on a troopship. It wasnt the most comfortable voyage but for young Nigel it was an adventure spiced with real danger as U-boats prowled the sea-lanes.

At ten going on eleven it would have been time for Nigel to go to boarding school in England but in wartime parents in the Indian Army, Indian Civil Service and business preferred to send their sons to safety in an English-style boarding school in Naini Tal, a hill station in the Himalayas. In fact, Nigel Heath didnt return to England until he was 19 or 20 by which time, after a slightly shaky start, he had learned to fly (the legend is that he took off for a solo training flight in a Sopwith Camel and returned to the airfield riding a camel).

He began his lifelong career as a commercial airline pilot with an airline in India, flying cargo on the perilous route through the Himalayas to remote areas cut off from the outside world by natural disasters.

India and Pakistan gained Independence in 1947 in this respect Nigel Heath witnessed the passing of an Empire but never spoke of the catastrophic separation between those two Commonwealth countries.

Although the war was over, there was still conscription in England for young men aged 18 and over. Nigel Heath was over 18 when he and his family returned to England so that, as a British subject, he was conscripted into the RAF, was taught to fly all over again a fact that made front-page headlines in Londons Daily Express at the criminal waste of taxpayers money in a country on the verge of bankruptcy.

When he completed his National Service, Nigel Heath applied for employment with British European Airways (BEA), and was accepted. If he thought his time flying the hump in India was hair-raising enough, he hadnt bargained for more thrills when the USSR closed the roads to and from West Berlin and Nigel found himself as aircrew and second officer flying the narrow, crowded, dangerous air lanes of the Berlin Airlift.

Four or five years of living in the cold, damp, dreary world of post-war Britain was more than enough for Indian-born-and-bred Nigel. Butter, sugar, chocolates, clothing even bread was rationed, few houses had central heating, Dickensian pea-souper smogs in winter killed the elderly and young children as Britons tried to keep warm huddled over coal fires.

One morning Nigel spotted a notice inviting applications for pilots for a six-month contract with British West Indian Airways; he only needed to persuade his fianc, Sonia Rickman, who also worked with BEA, that instead of shivering and coughing in London, six months in the Caribbean would be a great way to start married life. She agreed and so, in 1954, Sonia and Nigel Heath got married, came to Trinidad on a six-month contract and stayed here for the next 52 years.

Flying is stressful; airline pilots need regular breaks from flying which leaves them with time on their hands; some devote their spare days to sport, or run a business on the side. Moreover, time off in cities in North America and the UK allows them to make useful business contacts. At one time Nigel and two other pilots got together to operate a Coney Island that travelled around Trinidad. Then as their boys David and Richard were old enough for school, Sonia took up painting as a hobby.

There were no professional framers in Trinidad in those days; Sonia asked Nigel to take her paintings to New York for framing. He did, found carrying them up no problem, but carrying framed paintings back was awkward. Surely, he thought, I could make frames in my small workshop under the house.

He bought books on the subject, haunted the back rooms of framing shops in New York and framed Sonias paintings. Friends admired his frames, asked Nigel to frame their work for them and before he knew it his hobby was taking up most of his spare time. To cut a long story short, the framing hobby outgrew the space under the house. Fine Art Picture Framers opened in Upper Frederick Street in premises now occupied by the Living Water Centre.

Nigel also imported prints and artists materials as well as frames for his business. Next he reckoned that he could make his own frames; he rented factory premises, imported machinery, learned the delicate art of applying gold leaf by breath and brush and taught his employees to do the same. By the time he retired from active involvement in the business, Fine Art was exporting frames to other Caribbean islands, and to North America.

At the same time Nigel was involved with TALPA (Trinidad Airline Pilots Association) testifying in the Industrial Court to bring pay, working conditions and regulations for pilots up to International standards. Meanwhile his family was growing, his elder son David followed in his fathers footsteps, gained his pilots licence in the UK and joined BWIA.

In fact between them father and son served BWIA for a total of 66 years as long as the airline existed. David left Trinidad perforce when BWIA folded because, although he was a senior, experienced pilot, he was not offered employment with Caribbean Airlines; he is now flying with Easy Jet. Richard, the Heaths younger son, is a successful architect now living in the UK. Their daughter, Lynda, is a dentist, also in the UK.

It was a close call that might have killed his daughter when she was driving downtown from the Heaths home in Cascade and almost collided with a car breaking traffic regulations at the St Anns Roundabout, that prompted Nigel to design a plan for traffic from the Lady Young Road to drive around the St Anns Roundabout to St Anns Road instead of driving all the way round the Savannah. He himself was annoyed that he had to drive three miles out of his way every time he came back from a flight or drove home from the framing factory via the Lady Young. Even so, it took ten years (and a change of Government) for the traffic authorities to accept his plan with a couple of improvements.

Typically, when the new, improved roundabout was opened Nigel refused the invitation to attend the official opening, he didnt want the publicity. He shunned the limelight. It was enough that his plan had been carried out, that his daughter, and others in Cascade, St Anns were no longer in danger from mad drivers cutting across to St Anns from Lady Young.

Nigel retired from BWIA and, wanting to keep in closer touch with his two children, and grandchildren in England, bought a cottage near his younger sons home. On average, every year he and Sonia spent about six months in England and six months in Trinidad; they liked being close to their family in England but liked to see old friends and Davids family in Trinidad.

After he retired Nigel and Sonia walked every morning in the Botanical Gardens until a couple of years ago when Nigel found he couldnt walk up the hill any longer and he was always short of breath. He checked with doctors in the UK but they couldnt find anything to explain his weakness. It was his doctor here who suggested Nigel might have MND, Motor Neuron Disease, aka amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS), also called Lou Gehrigs Disease.

There is no treatment, so far as I know, for MND in Trinidad, Nigel was advised to go to the UK where the tentative diagnosis was confirmed. MND is a cruel disease, there is no cure, sometimes it progresses swiftly, sometimes patients get remission for a time, but ultimately it is fatal. Doctors can only, at best, alleviate some life-threatening symptoms as bit by bit, the patient becomes helpless, until he is utterly dependent on caregivers to feed, clothe, wash him, and yet his mind remains clear, lucid, he knows exactly what is happening around him and to him.

Nigel and Sonia fought the disease tooth and nail, Sonia taking care of him as weakness claimed one function or another, Nigel refused to give in, insisting on driving the car even though he needed a motorised scooter to get around parks and supermarkets, airports and suchlike, a walker and a stair lift at home. He only accepted a wheelchair in the last two weeks of his life. He kept in constant touch with fellow MND sufferers all over the world via the Internet.

But at 3 am on February 2 Nigel Heath could fight no more. His friends here will miss him. Spare a thought for him, and his family and for all those who suffer from MND, whenever you pass Fine Art with its made in Trinidad framed photographs, prints and paintings, or drive around the St Anns Roundabout.

02-10-2008, 12:03 PM
Leo Greene 1945-2008
Inland Valley Daily Bulletin Reporter Leo Greene died late Friday night after battling ALS

A great voice is silenced Steve Lambert, Sun Editor Article Launched: 02/09/2008 06:18:04 PM PST
When I met Leo Greene, I wondered why this Peabody Award-winning broadcaster with the incredible voice was working for a newspaper.

It always seemed to be the other way around, with some of the great TV voices of our time - Walter Cronkite and Dan Rather among them - getting their starts as newspaper reporters.

But among Leo Greene's most endearing traits was a strong sense of tradition and deep-rootedness, which shone through like a beacon in his final days, weeks and months as he shared with the world his battle with amyotrophic lateral sclerosis. Also known as Lou Gehrig's disease, ALS progressively destroys motor neurons, usually resulting in death within a couple of years of diagnosis.

On Saturday, it took Leo Greene's life. But like the man whose initials and disease he shared, Leo will be remembered for his iron will under unfathomable adversity.

His award-winning series of columns and video reports, "Leo's Story," chronicled his fight with ALS in an effort to raise awareness of this horrific disease here and, through the magic of the Internet, around the world.

Along the way, he refused to mince words, telling - and showing - it like it is:

"Like an old neon sign, parts of my nervous system are buzzing, flickering, beginning to blink out," Leo wrote in August 2006. "As the neurons die, the muscles follow. My arms grow thin. I limp. My speech slurs. Two hands are needed to shave.

"I suffer from a disease called

amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, also known as ALS, or Lou Gehrig's disease. I received the official diagnosis just 11 days ago. `... and there's no cure,' my doctor said, tucking the phrase into the end of a long sentence."
Time will tell if his candor will have raised enough awareness - and money - to help find a cure. As someone who has lost three close associates to the ravages of ALS during the past decade, I can attest to how badly it's needed.

In his last posting, earlier this month, Leo wrote of an encouraging Italian medical study that showed how the mood-stabilizing drug lithium slowed progression of the disease among ALS patients who were tested.

"These results are fascinating and exciting," Dr. Laura Nist, director of Loma Linda University Medical Center's ALS clinic, told Leo.

With that, he signed off, ending his story with a glimmer of hope.

It's now up to the rest of us to carry his message forward, drawing inspiration from words, images and videos forever preserved online (www.dailybulletin.com/leosstory) and in our hearts.

God bless you, Leo. Even in print, that incredible voice of yours has been heard loud and clear.


02-11-2008, 07:51 AM
Tau graph software author dies

Published: 10th Feb 2008, 22:14:34GMT Source: drobe.co.uk
By the Drobe news desk

Dad-of-two Peter Killworth loses battle with long-term illness

Tributes were paid this week to RISC OS software developer and interactive fiction writer Peter Killworth, who lost his fight with motor neurone disease late last month.

Peter, who worked as an ocean modeller for the National Oceanography Centre at the University of Southampton, died on January 28, leaving a wife and two sons. He was the author of top graph plotting program Tau and in the 1970s and 1980s he was best known for penning a number of sci-fi interactive fiction games. He wrote, among others, Philosopher's Quest, Countdown to Doom, and Castle of Riddles, pictured right.

In a statement, friends at the University of Southampton said: "Peter will be remembered for his unbridled enthusiasm for science, his dedication to work, and his selfless and generous nature that fostered and encouraged the scientific development of the numerous colleagues he worked with.

"Peter will be sorely missed by the many people who knew him and worked with him. His outstanding contribution to oceanography will live on through his published papers, and in the hearts and minds of those who knew him."

Peter was also a frequent contributor to the mailing list for users of the EasiWriter and TechWriter packages, published by Icon Technology. Mike Glover of Icon said the news was "very sad."

TechWriter user Stewart Brookes added: "This is very sad news indeed. My very first experience of a BBC Model B was playing [Peter's interactive game] Philosopher's Quest. I was immediately hooked, and in later years I was delighted to be in contact with Peter through the EasiWriter mailing list. He'll be missed. My condolences to his family."

02-11-2008, 12:56 PM
Paul J. Mottle

Paul J. Mottle, age 74, lifelong resident of Oshkosh, died at his residence on Saturday, February 9, 2008, completing his battle with Lou Gehrig's disease. Paul was born on November 18, 1933. He was the son of Walter and Margaret Bork. He is survived by his golden retriever pal, Sammy II.

Paul was a devoted Catholic, attending Mass at St. John Catholic Church for many years. He loved the outdoors, was an avid hunter, and enjoyed spending time at his cottage on the Rat River. Paul was a life long Packer fan.

Paul was caring, compassionate, and a friend to all; his "half hour walk" would often take hours because he had so many friends to talk to along the way. He served his country in the Army during the Korean War. Paul worked for the Soo Line Railroad, and later for the Winnebago County Highway Department.

A Mass of Christian Burial will be held at 11 a.m. on Friday, February 15, 2008 at St. Jude the Apostle Parish on W. South Park Avenue, 434 W. South Park Avenue, Father William Van De Kreeke officiating. A prayer service will be held at 6 p.m. on Thursday, February 14, 2008 at Seefeld Family of Funeral Chapels, 1025 Oregon Street, concluding a time for visiting and sharing memories to be held at the funeral chapel from 4 until 6 p.m. on Thursday.

There will also be a time for visiting at the church on Friday from 10 a.m. until the time of the service. Military Honors will be given after Mass. Interment will be in Oakwood Cemetery in Weyauwega. Condolences may also be given online at www.seefeldfuneral.com.

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02-11-2008, 09:06 PM
Linton loved law, his family
70-year-old founded college fund for kids

By Tracy Wheeler
Beacon Journal staff writer

Published on Sunday, Feb 10, 2008

Most people knew Robert F. Linton as an attorney, the managing partner of Akron's oldest law firm.

Law was certainly a passion of his, as was his family, which included a wife of 27 years, four children and six grandchildren.

Mr. Linton, 70, died Friday
after battling amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS), often referred to as Lou Gehrig's disease.

But nearly a decade ago, a new passion blossomed to give some of Akron's most disadvantaged elementary school students the chance to attend college.

In 1999, 20 third-graders were selected for Collegescholars Inc. with the promise that they would maintain good grades and good conduct through high school. If they could do that, their college would be paid for.

The first of those students is set to graduate from North High School at the end of this school year.

''That's probably the thing that bothers me the most'' about his passing, said law partner Stephen Pruneski, ''that he won't get to see those kids graduate.''

The managing partner at Roderick, Myers & Linton for the past 30 years, Mr. Linton specialized in business law and complex litigation. He represented such high-profile clients as FirstEnergy Corp., Dominion East Ohio Gas, the University of Akron, and Kent State University, along with many smaller businesses in all types of litigation, according to the firm's Web site.

He met his wife Sixth Circuit U.S. Court of Appeals Judge Deborah Cook at the law firm, where she became the firm's first female partner.

A major supporter of Republican candidates, Mr. Linton was also involved with the Zips Advancement Council, the University of Akron Foundation, and the Ohio & Erie Canalway Coalition. The family has asked that, in lieu of flowers, donations be made in Mr. Linton's memory to the University of Akron Foundation or the Ohio & Erie Canalway Coalition.

Though Mr. Linton devoted much of his later years to the Collegescholars program, he never sought recognition for it.

''It was never about him,'' said his law partner Kurt Weitendorf. ''He felt the need to give something back to the community.''

And he didn't just make the scholarship offer, then wait nine years until graduation. He mentored some of the children, and found mentors for others. He took them on field trips to museums, Cedar Point, or University of Akron basketball games.

''Bob was like a second father or a big brother to these children,'' Weitendorf said.

Mr. Linton and his wife were the creators and primary funders of Collegescholars. The goal of allowing poor students to attend college likely sprung from his own childhood, said sister-in-law Nancy O'Connor.

''He was working at 13 and pretty much never stopped,'' she said. ''He had to support his mother and his siblings. He always viewed education as a way to a better life.''

A now-expired Web page for Collegescholars relayed the thoughts of one 16-year-old participant, who said his favorite two things about the program are that ''he gets to go to college . . . because everyone wants to go to college,'' and he ''enjoys having Mr. Linton make him get good grades.''

The boy added that his career goal ''is to become a lawyer because he wants to take over Mr. Linton's law firm.''

Most people knew Robert F. Linton as an attorney, the managing partner of Akron's oldest law firm.

Law was certainly a passion of his, as was his family, which included a wife of 27 years, four children and six grandchildren.

Mr. Linton, 70, died Friday
after battling amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS), often referred to as Lou Gehrig's disease.

But nearly a decade ago, a new passion blossomed to give some of Akron's most disadvantaged elementary school students the chance to attend college.

In 1999, 20 third-graders were selected for Collegescholars Inc. with the promise that they would maintain good grades and good conduct through high school. If they could do that, their college would be paid for.

The first of those students is set to graduate from North High School at the end of this school year.

''That's probably the thing that bothers me the most'' about his passing, said law partner Stephen Pruneski, ''that he won't get to see those kids graduate.''

The managing partner at Roderick, Myers & Linton for the past 30 years, Mr. Linton specialized in business law and complex litigation. He represented such high-profile clients as FirstEnergy Corp., Dominion East Ohio Gas, the University of Akron, and Kent State University, along with many smaller businesses in all types of litigation, according to the firm's Web site.

He met his wife Sixth Circuit U.S. Court of Appeals Judge Deborah Cook at the law firm, where she became the firm's first female partner.

A major supporter of Republican candidates, Mr. Linton was also involved with the Zips Advancement Council, the University of Akron Foundation, and the Ohio & Erie Canalway Coalition. The family has asked that, in lieu of flowers, donations be made in Mr. Linton's memory to the University of Akron Foundation or the Ohio & Erie Canalway Coalition.

Though Mr. Linton devoted much of his later years to the Collegescholars program, he never sought recognition for it.

''It was never about him,'' said his law partner Kurt Weitendorf. ''He felt the need to give something back to the community.''

And he didn't just make the scholarship offer, then wait nine years until graduation. He mentored some of the children, and found mentors for others. He took them on field trips to museums, Cedar Point, or University of Akron basketball games.

''Bob was like a second father or a big brother to these children,'' Weitendorf said.

Mr. Linton and his wife were the creators and primary funders of Collegescholars. The goal of allowing poor students to attend college likely sprung from his own childhood, said sister-in-law Nancy O'Connor.

02-12-2008, 01:28 PM
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Male, 47 years
Maple Grove, MN

ALS: 2 yrs
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02-13-2008, 07:21 AM
Educator embraced challenges
By Virginia Culver
The Denver Post
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Gary Sibigtroth served as superintendent of East Grand County Schools and assistant state commissioner of education. (Courtesy of Sibigtroth family )

Gary Sibigtroth loved teaching and spent most of his 37-year career in rural Colorado schools.

Sibigtroth, 60, who died of Lou Gehrig's Disease (ALS) on Jan. 29, made a lasting impact on students, said his wife, Darlene, of Parker.

Tributes and well-wishes from former students filled two large scrapbooks before Sibigtroth died.

Sibigtroth's teaching career began in Ouray in 1968.

To make some extra money, he shared school bus-driving duties with another teacher. Every other day for eight years, he drove a small bus to 10,000-foot Idorado Mine to pick up two students.

Sibigtroth had a habit of taking on challenges. On March 22, 1981, he married Darlene Brumley, who had four daughters ranging in age from 6 to 12 years old. The Sibigroths then had their own daughter, Michelle Butler, who now lives in Cortez.

"He stepped right up," said stepdaughter Wendy Lee, of Fort Collins, recalling how Sibigtroth took care of his new family while his wife received cancer treatments.

Sibigtroth was an avid outdoorsman, taking his family on hikes, bike rides, camping and fishing trips and weekly rides in the family pickup over Trail Ridge Road. The only way he could get the girls to go was to promise them candy apples when they got to Estes Park, Lee said.

Sibigtroth was active in the Muscular Dystrophy Foundation, often giving speeches to people with MD and ALS. "I think talking to others bolstered his own strength in facing the disease," his wife said.

Gary Sibigtroth was born in LaSalle, Ill., on March 14, 1947, but moved to Boulder when he was 5. He earned a bachelor's degree in education at the University of Northern Colorado and a doctorate in education from UCLA.

He taught in Ouray and Dolores, where he also was principal, and was superintendent of East Grand County Schools in Granby.

He also served as director of the Southeastern Colorado Board of Cooperative Services in Lamar and as assistant commissioner to the Colorado commissioner of education. Sibigtroth retired in 2006.

In addition to his wife and two daughters, he also is survived by three other daughters, Cheri Wiebelhaus and Christy Thurman, both of Parker, and Cindy Saari, of Centennial; his mother, Arlene Sibigtroth, of Phoenix; a brother, Robert, of Elkton, Md.; and 11 grandchildren.

Virginia Culver: 303-954-1223 or vculver@denverpost.com

02-14-2008, 08:06 AM
Sioux Falls husband, wife born, died on the same day
By Melanie Brandert
Matthew Gruchow

A Sioux Falls couple died together Saturday, side by side, of separate illnesses.

Diana Kraft and her husband, Kent, married for about 43 years, were both born on the same day: Sept. 2, 1941. Diana Kraft had Lou Gehrig's disease. Kent had a brief illness.

Police spokesman Loren McManus said the Krafts' deaths were not suspicious, and Kent Kraft had a heart condition.

It was a unique situation, reminiscent of the movie, "The Notebook," he said.

"It's kind of like that. They've been together forever, and she was very, very sick, and she died," he said. "Whatever effect that had on him, that was it."

Joel Vipond, director at Miller Funeral Home, said in his 30 years of funeral service, he has never seen a couple that were born and died on the same day.

"It is about as unusual as it gets," he said.

"It's tough enough to lose one (parent), but it's doubly devastating to lose them both."

The couple, 66, met in Mitchell while Kent Kraft was a Dakota Wesleyan University student and Diana Schroder was a nurse at St. Joseph's Hospital, according to the obituary.

The Krafts have two children, Deborah of Sioux Falls and Calvin of Rock Rapids, Iowa, and a grandson, Andrew, of Sioux Falls, among other survivors.

A representative for the family said they would not comment.


02-14-2008, 02:17 PM

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Dear Friends and Family,

I am saddened to share with you that my father passed away last night. He went very peacefully in his home surrounded by his loving family after battling ALS (Lou Gehrig's disease) valiantly with strength and courage. Jerry Kaufman celebrated and lived his life with a strong sense of purpose and modeled to us where our priorities should be. He was a loving husband and father, with an amazing sense of humor and generous nature. A consummate teacher and life long learner, he was always eager to pass along his life lessons and share his wisdom. He was deliberate in his actions and created a positive legacy through all the lives he touched.

There will be a memorial ceremony to celebrate my father's life followed by an intimate burial ceremony on Sunday afternoon.

Thank you for all your love and support.

Warmest regards, Jake

02-14-2008, 10:25 PM
Lloyd B. Rogers Jr.

SWOOPE Lloyd Bernard Buddy Rogers Jr., 67, husband of Diane (Small) Rogers of Swoope died Wednesday, Feb. 13, 2008, at his residence, following a courageous two-year battle with ALS/Lou Gehrig's disease. Buddy was born Feb. 29, 1940, in Hickory, N.C., a son of the late Lloyd Bernard Sr. and Lena Mae (Herman) Rogers.

In 1962, he graduated from William and Mary with a major in history. He was a U.S. Air Force veteran of five years.

Prior to retiring, he was employed by DuPont for 35 years in Richmond, New York City and Wilmington, Del.

In addition to his wife of 45 years, family includes a son and daughter-in-law, Mark and Shannon Rogers; two daughters and sons-in-law, Melissa and Paul Trent and Michelle Rogers and Brad Balser; two brothers and sisters-in-law, Bruce and Beth Rogers and Dean and Patsy Rogers and their daughter, Alyson Rogers; a sister, Evelyn Savage; his mother-in-law, Elizabeth Small; five grandchildren, Olivia, Audrey and Caroline Trent and Sydney and Gavin Rogers; a special niece and her husband, Pat and Donald Godfrey; and five nephews and their wives, Bill and Raye Savage and family, Darryl and Elizabeth Rogers, Chris and Tara Rogers and family, Daniel Jackson of Harrisonburg and Cari and Sam Miller and family. Along with his treasured family, he had many dear and special friends.

The family wishes to express its grateful appreciation to Buddy's entire medical support team, especially Drs. T.R. Patterson and Evan Wenger of Augusta Medical Center, Dr. Ted Burns of the U.Va. ALS Clinic, the Continuum Home Health Care team of Charlottesville, extraordinary caregivers Marcellus Rankin and Audrey Scott, Sandra Hanger and Terry Garber for home care and Kathleen Kelly and team of the ALS Association.

A funeral service will be conducted at 2:30 p.m. Saturday, Feb. 16, 2008, in New Hope United Methodist Church by the Rev. R. Douglas Gunsalus. Burial will follow in the church cemetery.

The family will receive friends one hour prior to the service at the church. In lieu of flowers, memorials may be made to ALS Association, D.C./Md./Va. Chapter, 7507 Standish Place, Rockville, MD 20855, www.alsinfo.org.

Condolences may be sent to the family online at www.henryfuneralhome.net.

02-16-2008, 08:25 AM
Nancy A. (Yost) Manns
MANNS-Nancy A. (nee Yost) Of East Amherst, NY, February 5, 2008. Nancy lost her courageous battle against ALS (Lou Gehrig's Disease). Loving wife of **** Manns; dearest mother of Kathy (Paul) Sardina, Carol (Paul) Sciortino, Mark Manns, Rick (Amy) Manns and Valerie (Bill) Kovach; loving grandmother of nine; dearest daughter of John and the late Elizabeth Yost; dearest sister of John (Gay) Yost and Carol (Bill) Walsh; also survived by nieces and nephews. Relatives and friends may call at THE URBAN BROTHERS FUNERAL HOME, 6685 Transit Rd., East Amherst (just south of County & N. French Rd.), on Wednesday and Thursday from 5-8 PM only. A church service will be held Friday at 10 AM at the Eastern Hills Wesleyan Church, 8445 Greiner Rd. (near Harris Hill Rd.). Please assemble at church. In lieu of flowers, memorials may be made to MDA/ALS Division, 5500 Main St., Williamsville, NY 14221.
Published in the Buffalo News from 2/6/2008 - 2/7/2008.

02-16-2008, 08:30 AM
Kliever, Howard

Howard Kliever, 79, a loving husband, father, brother and grandfather, passed away Monday, Feb. 4, 2008, in Fort Worth.
Memorial service: 1:30 p.m. Friday at Sagamore Baptist Church, 4400 Panola Ave., Fort Worth. Visitation: 6 to 8 p.m. Thursday at Shannon Rose Hill Funeral Chapel.
Memorials: Sagamore Baptist Church Building Fund, P.O. Box 8749, Fort Worth, Texas 76124.
Howard Kliever was born Aug. 18, 1928, in the small German community of Corn, Okla. In 1934, his family moved to Fort Worth, where he was a longtime east side resident. He was a faithful servant, a tireless supporter of our youth, a deacon, a respected church leader and an avid sportsman. As a teenager, he joined Sagamore Hill Baptist Church, where he was elected a deacon at age 21 and served five terms as chairman of the deacon board. He spent more than 40 years serving as chairman of ushers and chairman of the Lord's Supper Committee. However, he will be remembered most by those whose lives were touched for many years by the youth ministries of SHBC. He began teaching a high school Bible study at age 16 and grew to be a pillar of the church's youth ministry for the next five decades. His name is synonymous with Camp Sagamore, an annual summer youth camp where as a counselor, and later as dean of men, he gained notoriety as "Killer Kliever," "Super Howard" and "Cyclops." But he was affectionately known simply as Howard to most of the kids.
Athletic and fiercely competitive, he excelled in baseball at Polytechnic High School as a teenager and won numerous city championships and state championships in men's fastpitch softball as an adult. He shared his love of baseball with the east side youth, coaching both sons in Little League and American Legion baseball during the '50s and '60s and later coaching his grandsons in Pony Baseball during the '90s. His real passion, however, was golf. The loss of one eye as a young man did not deter his ability to play competitively. He could boast of seven holes-in-one over his lifetime and shooting his age on several occasions. His golfing companions were among his dearest friends.
Howard retired in 1989 from MISCO, where he had been vice president and general manager.
He worked as a volunteer for over 10 years at All Saints Hospital and at Crusader's Chapel, which ministered to the physically and mentally challenged of our city. He served as a block captain in his White Lake Hills neighborhood and was honored with the Good Neighbor Award and the Steve Cheney Service Award for work within his community.
Howard was ushered into the presence of the God he so faithfully served Feb. 4, 2008, after a difficult struggle with ALS, also known as Lou Gehrig's disease. He leaves behind a legacy of commitment and servitude for all who knew him.
Survivors: Wife of 58 years, Margaret Kliever; sons, David Kliever and wife, Laurel, and Donny Kliever; special friend, Debbie Kliever; sister, Jjanice Harper; mother-in-law, Eva Riley; and grandchildren, Doug, Brad, Matt, Ben and Jake.
Published in the Star-Telegram on 2/7/2008.

02-16-2008, 08:37 AM
Gary Burda

Gary Burda, 61, of Duquesne, passed into his eternal life, surrounded by his loving family and dear friends, at his home on Wednesday, Feb. 6, 2008, after a prolonged illness. He graduated from Duquesne High School, where he was a stellar football and baseball player, which resulted in his being an awarded a scholarship to Eastern Kentucky State College. Gary entered the Navy, where he was an honor guard on the USS Constitution for a year. He then entered the Navy Corps School and served his country in Vietnam as a Navy corpsman on Med Evac helicopters and the hospital ship USS Okinawa. Gary was a paramedic board member of Duquesne Emergency Medical Service, an AHA instructor, a friend, a humanitarian and a mentor to countless EMS providers. In addition to his service there, he also was a paramedic in West Mifflin and McKeesport and at Sandcastle Water Park through Central Ambulance Service. He predated the Duquesne EMS, beginning with membership in the Duquesne Auxiliary Police in 1971 and continuing throughout the Duquesne Ambulance Corps years until the EMS was established in 1984. He remained a life member until his death. Gary retired from Western Psychiatric Institute and Clinic after 22 years of service, entered into recovery at age 33 and had 28 years of sobriety. He touched and sponsored so many lives, and his giving back was what was so freely given to him. Gary coached for the Duquesne Baseball Association and was a James LaVelle Basketball coach and should be remembered for his keen wit, personality, gentle touch and caring heart. He was a friend to all and a mentor to many. He is survived by his best friend and cherished wife of 37 years, Rosemarie Fagan Burda; the pride of his life, children Dana Marie Burda, of Homestead, and Joshua Burda, at home; mother-in-law, Rose Fagan; brothers-in-law Ed (Patty) Fagan, of Duquesne, and John Fagan and Glenn, of Clearfield; niece and goddaughter, Sherry (Tony) Pinneri; nephew Ed Fagan and Rachel; great-nieces and -nephews, Cody, Luke and Madison Rose Fagan and Jordan Pinneri, and stepfather, Ray Simeral. Also survived by aunts, uncles and numerous cousins. He was predeceased by his mother, Alice Simeral, and father, Walter Burda. Special thanks to caregivers Glenn and Tammy Pratt, Debra Cope and Lindsey Marshall, hospice nurse Carol Peterson and social workers Candy Pulaski and Rae Hodge. Visitation from 2 to 9 p.m. Thursday and Friday at MALOY-SCHLEIFER FUNERAL HOME INC., 915 Kennedy Ave., Duquesne, 412-466-3300. Mass of Christian Burial at 11 a.m. Saturday in Holy Name Church, Duquesne. Burial with military honors in St. Joseph Cemetery. Memorial contributions may be made to Christ the Light of the World Parish, 32 S. First St., Duquesne, PA 15110 or St. Jude Children's Research Hospital.
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02-16-2008, 08:43 AM
Afentul, Fred

AFENTUL Fred Afentul 59, St. George, Ga. passed away February 7, 2008. The Canton, Ohio native had lived in Jax. 25 yrs. before moving to St. George, Ga. He was the owner of the Keg of Nails of Jax. Survivors are: His wife: Kay Afentul, His Father and Mother: George S. and Henrietta Afentul. 5 Daughters: Susan Sikes (Jim), Gina Afentul (Jerry), Annette Toalston (Chuck), Joyce Afentul (Pete) and Michelle Fourmont (Pat). 3 Sons: Scott Siebald (Megan), Chuck Stone (Mary) and Jimmy Stone (Donna). 2 Sisters: Henrietta Walters (Jim) and Betty Camp (Mike). 2 Brothers: George P. Afentul (Jan) and Steven Afentul (Loretta). 19 Grandchildren, 4 Great Grandchildren and Numerous Nieces and Nephews. A Memorial Service will be held at 3:00 PM Wednesday, February 13, 2008 at the First United Methodist Church of Callahan with Pastor Eddie Keene officiating. In lieu of flowers donations may be made to the ALS Association for Lou Gehrig's Disease. Arrs. by Corey- Kerlin Funeral Home, 1426 Rowe Avenue. Please Sign the Guestbook @ Jacksonville.com

02-17-2008, 03:28 PM
Lafras Steyn: Beloved professor of medicine
Published:Feb 16, 2008


RESPECTED: Lafras Steyn, who inspired a depth of affection that is rare in academia

Lafras Steyn, who has died in Cape Town at the age of 56, was a brilliant, hugely respected and much-loved professor at the University of Cape Town medical school.

He was professor of medical microbiology and head of the department of clinical laboratory sciences and of the school of biomedical sciences, and was instrumental in the formation of the National Health Laboratory Service.

Steyn, an early and ardent champion of transformation in what is now called the faculty of health sciences at UCT, was the son of former National Party Cabinet minister Marais Steyn.

Lafras Steyn made it his business to encourage black students to go into medical research, and his commitment was more than just vocal. If he identified a promising student from a poor area, for example, he would move heaven and earth to ensure there were no financial impediments to that student taking up a career in academia.

He supervised 13 doctoral, six Master of Science and three Master of Medicine students, a number of them from disadvantaged backgrounds.

In Steyn’s lectures and laboratories there were no second-class citizens. He had the knack of making all students feel important. Unlike many in the cut-throat world of scientific research, he never promoted himself nor did something so that he would get the credit. For him it was all about his students.

Steyn had a quick wit . When somebody once referred to skeletons in the family closet, he responded immediately that he was “rattled”.

He didn’t have a stuck-up or superior bone in his body and could laugh at himself with the best of them.

His students responded accordingly, showing him a depth of affection and respect that is rare in the academic world. His memorial service was packed with former students as well as colleagues.

Steyn was born in Johannesburg on September 5 1951. Although his parents spoke Afrikaans to each other, they spoke English to the children because they didn’t want them to be drawn into Afrikaner nationalism.

Steyn was sent to King Edward School in Houghton, where he became head prefect. He went to Stellenbosch University where he obtained BSc and MB ChB degrees. Being a Matie he was also an enthusiastic rugby player. His coach was Danie Craven, who kicked him out of the team because he attended his sister’s wedding instead of playing a match.

He left Stellenbosch for UCT, where he obtained an honours degree and PhD in medicine, winning the Bronte Stewart Research Prize for the best PhD thesis of his year. His main area of research was tuberculosis and in particular the response of mycobacterium tuberculosis to various stress factors, including heat and cold shock. He also made a considerable contribution to the knowledge of the molecular basis of antibiotic resistance. He published numerous articles in respected scientific journals and books.

Steyn was diagnosed with motor neuron disease three years ago. He informed those close to him that he had a thousand days left to live and intended using each one in ways that were meaningful.

And so, while he continued lecturing and conducting tutorials and seminars until December last year, sometimes almost literally dragging himself along the corridors, he also read as many of the great literary classics as he could.

He accepted his physical deterioration with grace and self-deprecating humour.

Steyn is survived by his partner Clare Jeffrey and three children. — Chris Barron


02-18-2008, 04:37 PM
James A. Cipriano
Monday, February 18, 2008 2:36 PM EST

Human resource consultant

CRANBURY James A. Cipriano, 54, died Friday at home. He was diagnosed with ALS (Lou Gehrigs disease) in January 2007 and had the most progressive form. He was 54.

Born in Hazleton, Pa. he and his wife lived in Philadelphia, Tampa, Fla., Chicago before moving to Cranbury 23 years ago.

Jim began his career as an auditor working for Price Waterhouse in Philadelphia. He held multiple positions at Price Waterhouse and Coopers and Lybrand, including international human resource management, traveling to over 30 countries.

He later began a human resource consulting business of his own. He helped companies of varying size with recruiting, training and management development. He also gave numerous motivational and inspirational speeches to various groups and organizations.
He was honored as New Jersey Volunteer of the Year in 2000 by First Concern Inc. for his role as a family and childrens services mentor and operational advisor.

He taught multiple grades of confraternity of Christian doctrine at St. Pauls Roman Catholic Church in Broomall, Pa. and St. Anthony of Paduas Church in Hightstown.

He attended Mother of Grace Grade School and Hazleton High School and graduated from Villanova University.

He is survived by his wife, Pamela Damato Cipriano, whom he married in 1975; parents Anthony and Margaret Cipriano of Hazleton, Pa.; brother Ronald Cipriano of Florida; daughters and sons-in-law Ashley and William Rue of Montgomery, Krista and Jeffery Stefanisko of Hamilton and Jamie Cipriano and fianc Robert Davison of Cranbury; son Anthony N. Cipriano of Cranbury; and grandchildren Ciprianna N. Rue and Tyler J. Stefanisko.

The funeral will be 8:45 a.m. Tuesday at Mather-Hodge Funeral Home 40 Vandeventer Ave., Princeton.

Mass of Christian Burial will be celebrated 10 a.m. Tuesday at Queenship of Mary Church, 19 Dey Road, Plainsboro.

Calling hours are 2 to 4 p.m. and 7 to 9 p.m. today at the funeral home.

There will also be a visitation 6 to 9 p.m. Wednesday at the Fierro Funeral Home, 26 West Second St., Hazleton, Pa.

In lieu of flowers memorial contributions may be made to The Joan Dancy and People with ALS (PALS) Support Group care of Riverview Medical Center, Riverview Terrace Building, 2nd Floor Front Street, Red Bank, NJ 07701, www.joandancyandpals.com/mission

02-21-2008, 10:27 AM
Stem Cell Man Leaves A Legacy of Inspiration
Written by James Straub
Thursday, February 21, 2008

SURRY The self-appointed Stem Cell Man, Jerry Kaufman died at his home on Feb. 13 after a valiant and aggressive battle with Lou Gehrigs disease.


Jerry Kaufman delivers inspiring words last June after receiving the Nancy Gentile Award from the Hancock County Childrens Council for his advocacy on behalf of children.While his friends marked his passing with sadness, those who knew him best also celebrated his larger-than-life existence and his legacy of inspiration.

I havent lost anything, I only gained, said Josh Torrance, executive director of the Woodlawn Museum. Hes going to continue to be an inspiration to us all.

Kaufman was 59 when he died.

In October 2006, doctors suspected he was suffering from ALS (Lou Gehrigs disease), a motor neuron disease that causes degeneration throughout the brain and spinal cord.

They confirmed the diagnosis in late November.

Kaufman would go to great lengths to combat the disease, including traveling to Belize in Central America for treatment at a center that specializes in stem cell research.

He started stemcellman.com, a Web site that provides personal accounts of his experience, as well as information on ALS and stem cell research.

Despite losing the use of speech and of his left hand, losing 30 percent of his body weight and being confined to a wheelchair, Kaufman continued to share his generous zest for life.

His mantra was always think positively we will have reason to always celebrate and enjoy life, Torrance said.

A motivational speaker by profession, Kaufman is remembered for motivating those he met.

His most significant contribution was that he demonstrated the value of a positive attitude, said Ellsworth Rotarian Mark Remick. Anyone who worked with him could see the energy behind his positive outlook. It was powerful and contagious.

Torrance describes Kaufman as an incredible teacher and sharer of knowledge, a person with incredible amounts of enthusiasm.

He was a teacher in the way he lived his life, Torrance said. Even through that horrible disease, he was a tremendous inspiration.

Others agree.

He was a pioneer and a teacher to the end, said Peter Farragher, CEO of the Down East Family YMCA. When the chips were down, he showed the true meaning of teaching and inspiration.

Kaufman had started the fitness committee at the Y and developed the program to new heights, Farragher said.

A daily user of the fitness room in good health, Kaufman inspired awe when he returned to the fitness room after his treatment in Belize.

After he went to Belize, what an unbelievable inspiration, said Farragher. He was an unbelievable ambassador, an incredible greeter of people. His outlook and positive vibe was contagious. His spirit filled the fitness room when he came in.

Though Kaufman is credited with leading fund-raising efforts for the YMCA, Woodlawn Museum, Rotary Club and numerous other organizations in Hancock County, he is remembered most for inspiring a love of life in others.

The ripple effect of his life will go on for generations, said Torrance.

He leaves his wife of 40 years, Jacqui, and two grown sons.

See Jerry Kauffman's obituary...


02-25-2008, 08:32 AM
Schwulst (Eckhart), Cynthia A.

Cindy A. Schwulst (Eckhart), 43, Waukesha, lost her courageous battle with ALS (Lou Gehrig's Disease) on Friday, Feb. 22, 2008. She was born on Aug. 25, 1964, in New London, Wis., the daughter of David L. and Karen J. (Hutchison) Eckhart. While attending Ripon High School, she competed at the state level in track and field. Cindy was united in marriage to Timothy W. Schwulst in 1999. She was a certified volunteer firefighter in Big Flats, Wis., and was also employed at PMC Plastics in Eagle for eight years. She had a great love of the outdoors, which included hunting, fishing, and snowmobiling with her husband, and spending weekends in St. Germain. She was a huge Green Bay Packers fan, and enjoyed collecting Packers memorabilia.

Cindy will be sadly missed by her husband, Tim, Waukesha; her mother, Karen Eckhart, Hancock, Wis.; her brothers and sisters, Deborah E. (Peter) Scavotto, Falmouth, Mass.; Barbara J. (Joseph) Flatt, Appleton, Wis.; David J. (Becky) Eckhart, Nekoosa, Wis.; Martin J. Eckhart, Minneapolis, Minn.; and Amanda J. Eckhart, Kaukauna, Wis. She is further survived by five nieces and nephews, Patric, Madison, Allie, Jedediah, and Victoria; mother-in-law, Karen J. Schwulst, Waukesha, Wis.; and sister-in-law, Connie (Jeff) Whittaker, Milwaukee.

She is preceded in death by her father, David Eckhart, in 1988.

Visitation will be held on Tuesday, Feb. 26, 2008, from 4 to 7 p.m. Vigil Service at Randle-Dable Funeral Home, 1110 S. Grand Ave., Waukesha, WI. A Funeral Mass will be held on Wednesday, Feb. 27, 2008, at 10 a.m. at St. John Neumann Catholic Church, 2400 W. State Hwy 59, Waukesha, WI. Burial will follow at Prairie Home Cemetery in Waukesha.

Memorials may be made in Cindy's name to ALS Association, Wisconsin Chapter, 2505 N. 124th St., Brookfield, WI 53005.

For further information, please call Randle-Dable Funeral, Cremation and Preplanning Services at 262-547-4035, or go to www.waukesha funerals.com for directions or to leave an on-line tribute.

02-26-2008, 07:51 AM
Tribute: Gerry Turianski faced ALS with faith, good humor

Terry Groh
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(February 26, 2008) Gerry Turianski and I were good friends dating back to high school. Gerry was born and raised in Irondequoit and lived there until he moved to central Florida in the late 1970s.

Gerry passed away on April 29, 2006, after a valiant four-year battle against amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (Lou Gehrig's disease).

Gerry was a teacher in the DeSoto, Fla., penal system for many years. Just as he was nearing retirement, he started having muscle weakness. After many tests came the grim diagnosis of ALS.

However, during his illness, I never heard Gerry complain or ask, "Why me?" I would call him often during his illness and I often found that he cheered me up more than I could believe! He was always upbeat right to the end of his life. The way he faced this illness with humor, faith and always good thoughts was something I doubt I could have done. He battled to the end with the strong support of his wife, Marie.

The final time I talked to him, I said, "Baseball season is starting. Look forward to that." He was a lifelong St. Louis Cardinals fan. However, sadly Gerry passed away on April 29, 2006, and that October, guess who won the World Series? The Cardinals! Whoever said life is fair?

Rest in peace, Gerry. You taught me what strength and courage are.


02-29-2008, 04:29 PM
Lifesaving chronicler Barry Galton dies
Posted Fri Feb 29, 2008 1:50pm AEDT

Gold Coast author and journalist Barry Galton has died from motor neurone disease.

The 72-year-old was diagnosed with the disease by a neurologist yesterday and was due to go into hospital today.

The married father of three won national media awards for books on the history of the surf lifesaving movement.

His widow Moyra says her husband had not been well for a number of years.


03-01-2008, 08:20 PM
Kept 'em laughing
Known for humor, longtime Hogan AD Sarna dies at 77
By RYAN GARNER/Times-Herald sports writer
Article Launched: 03/01/2008 08:04:29 AM PST

Sarna: First scholarship athlete from South River High in New Jersey Remembered for his boundless compassion and a fantastic sense of humor, longtime Hogan High coach and athletic director Ed Sarna passed away Wednesday at the age of 77.

"He was a dedicated family man, teacher and coach," said Ken Sarna, the youngest of Ed's five sons. "His legacy was the compassion he showed for others. He was a very good influence to a lot of people, especially to his boys."

The youngest of nine children, Sarna was born to Polish immigrants in South River, N.J., in 1930. He became very resourceful early in life as the family relied on hunting and trapping to help make ends meet.

Sarna excelled in sports as a teenager, and was the first athlete from South River High to receive a full-ride scholarship, accepting an invitation to play football for the Notre Dame Fighting Irish under coach Frank Leahy.

Joe Theissman was the second South River athlete to receive a full-ride scholarship, attending Notre Dame himself years later. When Sarna's wife, Joan, passed away in 2001 he received a letter from Theissman telling him how much he had admired him growing up for all he did and all the records he set at South River.

Sarna also took up boxing at Notre Dame, and after graduation he served in the Marine Corps.

He trained and coached several boxers including Terry Downs, a British fighter who went on to become the European Middleweight champion and eventually was ranked No. 3 in the world.
Service in the Marine Corps also allowed Sarna to meet Joan, who happened to be the daughter of his commanding officer. The officer needed someone to escort his daughter to the debutante ball, and the responsibility fell to Sarna.

"They hit it off immediately," Ken said of his parents. "She was 19 when they got married and he was 26, but on their first date he was telling her how they were going to get married and watch Jackie Gleason together."

Vallejo was Joan's hometown, and the couple moved here to start a family. Sarna began his career as an elementary school teacher before moving on to a position at Hogan in 1965. He coached baseball, football and track before taking on the role of athletic director in 1974, a job he held until 1990.

"I have to say I was pretty blessed to be around the man," said current Hogan athletic director John Baptista, who played and coached under Sarna. "I first met him in 1968 when I transferred in as a three-sport athlete. He gave me a big hug and told me, 'We need good chuckers in here.'

"Over the holidays I saw him and told him, 'Coach I'm looking through the TV Guide and can't find which bowl game Notre Dame is playing in.' He told me, 'Oh Johnny, they're not playing well this year, they're playing in the toilet bowl. They're playing in the crapper.' We're going to be a few laughs short since he's off this Earth."

The entire Sarna family was involved in Hogan athletics. Ken recalled working the concession stands during games and cleaning up Corbus Field on Saturday mornings. His wife, Lisa, was working the concession stand during a Hogan-Vallejo basketball game in 1987 when she went into labor. Sarna enlisted some students to fill in at the stand so they could make it to the hospital.

Sarna also loved the outdoors, and several weekends were spent camping, fishing and hunting.

"That was the one true time I had my dad to myself. It was a good time just to sit and talk about his life growing up and what I was going through," said Dan Sarna, who recalled fond memories hunting with his father. "We went pheasant hunting and we made a bet every year who could get the first pheasant. The bet was five bucks, and he was a better shot than me but I was quicker. Well, one time I got a pheasant just as it was coming out of bushes and it looked like a pillow full of feathers exploding right in front of him. 'Danny what was that?' he asked me, and I told him 'That was five dollars.' "

Known for his legendary sense of humor, Sarna always enjoyed making others laugh and was always pulling off pranks with his family and students.

"When we went out fishing we always bet who could catch the most pounds of fish," Dan said. "He always got seasick. He'd get seasick in the bathtub. But we'd be in the boat and he'd always get upwind of me and he'd throw up over the side of the boat because he always knew we would get sick.

"He'd just keep fishing, throwing up and fishing, and he'd never drop his pole. We'd always get sick and quit, so he would always win and then give us a hard time for getting sick and quitting."

Sarna also kept his coaches on their toes while serving as athletic director. It was Baptista's first year coaching the Hogan baseball team in 1982, and the team had qualified for the playoffs. Teams were required to provide their own baseballs, and Baptista picked up a dozen balls from Sarna's office.

He claimed he didn't look at the balls immediately, but the box felt funny so he eventually decided to take a look inside. The balls were wrapped in tissue paper, and while it was normally supposed to be white the wrapping was discolored. Unwrapping the balls, Baptista found that the leather had been eaten away by rats and the box was filled with droppings.

"I returned to his office and asked him what kind of balls he was giving me and we both hit the floor laughing," Baptista said. "Sarna said, 'What kind of program are they going to think we're running here?' "

Sarna had battled Lou Gehrig's disease for the last several years, but never lost his keen sense of humor.

"Lou Gehrig was his hero growing up, which was kind of ironic, but he always had a great sense of humor through the entire thing," Ken said. "When we found out about Lou Gehrig's disease we asked him about it and I remember him saying 'Well, if you're gonna go you might as well go first class all the way."

That was Ed Sarna, first class all the way.

- E-mail Ryan Garner at rgarner@thnewsnet.com

03-03-2008, 03:48 PM
TAMPA - Hillsborough County State Attorney Mark Ober's mother, who had been diagnosed with amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, died Saturday.

Court administrator Mike Bridenback sent an e-mail to county judges today informing them of Maridale "Dale" Ober's death.

For the past year, Dale Ober lived in her son's home. She was hospitalized a few weeks ago.

Ober, 83, was born in Wantage, England. She moved to Tampa in 1962 and worked for years as a bridal consultant at Maas Bros. in University Mall.

Mike Benito, a local lawyer who worked with Mark Ober when they both were assistant state attorneys, said he will remember Dale Ober as a pleasant and nice woman who always was friendly.

"I'm glad Mark was there to help her," Benito said.

In addition to Mark Ober, she is survived by a daughter, Susan of Brandon, and son, Patrick of North Carolina; brother, Mike Goddard of Utah, and sister, Mavis De La Hunt of Arizona; four grandchildren; and two great-grandchildren.

Services will be private.

A Web site for the Mayo Clinic states that ALS is a neurological disease that attacks nerve cells controlling voluntary muscles. The disease progressively affects the muscles needed to move, eat, speak and breathe.

Doctors have not pinpointed the cause of ALS, and treatment often is limited to relieving symptoms as the disease progresses, the Mayo Clinic states. Patients diagnosed with ALS typically die of respiratory problems within three to five years, according to the clinic.

ALS also is known as Lou Gehrig's disease. The Hall of Fame baseball player died of the disease in 1941. Astrophysicist Stephen Hawking has ALS.

03-04-2008, 10:03 AM
Michael Davis | 1937-2008
Violinist stood out as performer, teacher
Tuesday, March 4, 2008 3:12 AM
By Gary Budzak

Michael Davis
Violinist Michael Davis, concertmaster of the Lancaster Festival Orchestra for all of its 20 seasons, died Sunday at Riverside Methodist Hospital. He was 70.

The cause of death was amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (Lou Gehrig's disease), said his partner, Nelson Harper.

Davis, who was born in Hull, England, was also a professor emeritus of violin in the Ohio State University School of Music, where he taught for many years.

"We were expecting to attend a performance of his in another couple of months, so that's heartbreaking," said Mellasenah Morris, director of the school. "Everyone loved him. He was such a fine gentleman and a wonderful artist, great teacher, great colleague."

Davis was a former concertmaster of the Columbus Symphony, ProMusica Chamber Orchestra of Columbus, Columbus Bach Ensemble and Scottish National Orchestra.

A student of noted violinists Yehudi Menuhin and Max Rostal, Davis recorded 12 albums and performed frequently in central Ohio.

He lived in Upper Arlington.

Other colleagues offered e-mail tributes to Davis.

"Our community has lost a deeply caring artist," wrote Ruth Triplett Haddock, executive director of the Jefferson Academy of Music at OSU. "Michael Davis has been a personal friend for more than 40 years and a friend to the musical arts and music students throughout a life cut too short by a tragic illness."

"Michael's extraordinary musical gifts proved to mean something greater than just performing," wrote Gary Sheldon, conductor of the Lancaster Festival Orchestra. "He showed that music can teach something about humanity, about connecting people with their families and with their communities. . . . He was ultimately an educator who gave something from his heart to every student, every orchestra and every audience."

"Michael Davis added greatly to the spirit of the Lancaster Festival," wrote Lou Ross, executive director. "Michael was a joy to be with and to listen to. He will be sorely missed."

A tribute concert is scheduled for May 5 at OSU. No funeral is planned.

Condolences can be sent to www.schoedinger.com.

03-05-2008, 09:42 PM
Former police chief dies, Upper Gwynedd mourns
By Tony Di Domizio,

Wayne Cassel was a modest man, one who never looked for credit in what he did but maintained a very high work ethic nonetheless.

The former Upper Gwynedd Township police chief passed away Feb. 26 at the age of 67 after a long battle with ALS, also known as Lou Gehrig's Disease.
Even during his illness, Wayne continued to do what he loved. He built a covered bridge that can be found in the backyard of his Cardinal Way home in Towamencin, much like the one he built at his former home on Fretz Road.
The 1958 North Penn graduate also continued to influence members of the police department where he was highly respected.
Susan Cassel, Wayne's wife of 22 years and employee at the township, used many words to describe her husband: kind, full of perseverance, gentle, modest.
"He was a very modest person and never looked for credit," she said. "I don't know what people said about him, but most have said what a nice person he was."
In the past Wayne enjoyed hunting and golfing, but his biggest joy was working in the yard and building with his hands.
"He enjoyed building and working in the garden and cutting the grass - he worked very hard on our home here," Susan said. "He built two covered bridges. One is in the backyard of his old home on Fretz Road and he built the second one during his illness."
Wayne was a friendly neighbor, waving to people of his neighborhood as he drove by or talking to them when he tinkered with the big camper that once sat in front of his house.
"We bought that as he was diagnosed with ALS," Susan said. "We used it. We went to Texas, New England, Virginia, and down to the shore. We didn't get as far as we would have liked, but he really enjoyed it."
Simply put, Wayne enjoyed life.
"He fought a very long battle with ALS, very valiantly and never complained," Susan said. "He lived his life to the very end. He worked up until last week, even though he was in a wheelchair."
Susan will always remember him as a very selfless man.
"He was a very gentle man," she said. "I hope he will be remembered as such."
Dave Poirier, deputy chief of Upper Gwynedd police, will surely remember him that way.
"Chief Cassel was a very kind person," Poirier said. "He worked very hard here at the police department and he had an influence on a lot of young officers' careers."
Poirier came to the department in 1990, when Cassel was a deputy chief. When Cassel was appointed acting chief in July 1992, there would be a 12-year gap before the department would see a deputy chief again.
"I'm honored to be in his shoes after a long time," Poirier said. "I aspire to have a career as successful as his."
Poirier also remembers Cassel as a man of understanding and compassion.
When Poirier's daughter was born as a premature baby, he said it was "touch and go for three months."
"Chief Cassel extended the utmost leniency for me to leave work to go to Abington Hospital if I needed to," he said. "He cared very much. He understood families came first. I'll never forget how he understood that and accommodated my needs."
Poirier agreed that Cassel was selfless.
"He was willing to give," he said. "Once, there was this young officer retiring, and he worked the streets so the guys closest to the officer could go to the event. A deputy chief to pull a shift is rare. He put others first and he will be missed without a doubt."
Former Upper Gwynedd Chief Bob Freed, who retired Friday, was hired in 1972 and at that time Cassel was a patrol sergeant.
"He was a fine gentleman," Freed said. "He had a commitment and dedication to law enforcement in Upper Gwynedd and the community."
He said Freed was able to keep public safety in the township up and running at a time when manpower was suppressed.
"He had great character and dealt with everything fairly and did his best for his service in the community," he said. "He will be missed."
Cassel joined the department in 1962 as a patrolman, becoming sergeant in 1971 and deputy chief in 1979. He was named acting chief in July 1992 and appointed chief in March 1993, after William Herr retired Dec. 31, 1992. He remained as chief until his retirement in 1995 to work in the security division of Merck, where he remained until 1999.
Commissioner James Santi was quoted in 1993 as saying Cassel never missed a day of work in nine years. He was named Outstanding Young Officer of the Year by the Lansdale Jaycees in 1976.
Prior to his police career Cassel served as an MP in the Army from 1959 to 1962. He said in a 1993 interview that it was his desire to be a police officer ever since elementary school.
"It was my desire, my career. I don't ever think I regretted it," he said in a 1987 interview. "You have to want to do it. To take a job as a police officer just to make a living isn't a good idea. It requires a lot of dedication if you want to do a good job on the street, and you can't do it just between 9 and 5."
Wayne certainly lived up to his word.

03-10-2008, 04:04 PM
Former Duplin commissioner, Pleasant Grove chief dies
MOUNT OLIVE -- Former Duplin County Commissioner Larry Howard of the White Flash community of Duplin County died Sunday at Wayne Memorial Hospital.

His wife of 42 years, Janet, said Howard passed peacefully around midnight Saturday. He went to the hospital Friday night.

Howard, 61, suffered from ALS, also known as Lou Gehrig's Disease. The disorder attacked Howard's neuromuscular system, leaving him unable to move his hands and arms for a long time, Mrs. Howard said.

Howard had been ill for about two years, his wife said. Active for most of his life, the consequences of his illness were difficult for him to take, she added.

"He was ready, as active as he had been," she said.

Howard worked more than 34 years for Carolina Telephone until his retirement in 2000.

But retirement didn't slow him down.

Howard was used to a vigorous life. He served eight years on the Duplin County Board of Commis-sioners, part of that time serving as chairman. He was a past master in the St. John's Masonic Lodge in Kenansvillle.

At one time, Howard worked full time at the telephone company, served as fire chief with the Pleasant Grove Volunteer Fire Department he started more than 30 years ago and sat on the Board of County Commissioners.

Howard was happiest with a full plate, said Fred Rouse, who took over as fire chief when Howard retired from Pleasant Grove.

"He was missed when he was sick, and he will be missed more now," Rouse said. "He taught me a lot, got me on the right track to take over as the new chief when he left."

During his tenure with the fire department, Howard helped get emergency medical services started in the county.

In addition to his wife, Howard leaves behind two sons, Jeffrey Scott Howard and his wife, Stephanie, and Patrick Scott Howard.

Funeral will be 2 p.m. Tuesday at Tyndall Funeral Home, with Bishop Hugh Harper, Bishop Joseph Scott and the Rev. Linda Grider officiating. Entombment will follow in Devotional Gardens at Warsaw and will include Masonic rites.

The family will receive friends tonight from 7 until 9 p.m., and at other times at the home.

In lieu of flowers, the family asks that memorial donations be made to The ALS Foundation, Jim "Catfish" Hunter Chapter, 120-101 Penmarc Drive, Raleigh, N.C. 27603, or to the Pleasant Grove Volunteer Fire Department and E.M.S., 1794 Red Hill Road, Mount Olive, N.C. 28365.

By Bonnie Edwards
Published in News on March 10, 2008 01:49 PM

03-13-2008, 09:24 AM
Long-Time Political Worker Dies

Thursday, Mar 13, 2008 - 08:34 AM

A one time top aide to U.S. Rep. Patrick Kennedy has passed away. Tony Marcella, 43, died Tuesday after a long illness and complications from ALS, Lou Gehrig's disease.

Marcella worked in politics, first for a speaker of the Massachusetts house, then for Sen. Edward Kennedy and later for Patrick Kennedy. He most recently worked for House Majority leader Gordon Fox at the Rhode Island state house.

Marcella was a native of Everett, Mass.

03-13-2008, 02:53 PM
Baildon mourn loss of club stalwart
By Sports Desk

Players and officials of Baildon have been saddened by news of the death of loyal club servant Tony Reed.

Reed, 62, passed away after a two-year battle with motor neuron disease.

He was a hugely popular figure, not just at Jenny Lane where he served as junior chairman, committee man, secretary and groundsman.

Baildon official Mick Illingworth said: "The club has lost a great friend. Our thoughts at this time are with his wife Gill, and his sons Chris and Matthew."

Reed's funeral will take place at Nab Wood Crematorium at 1.20pm on Monday.

03-13-2008, 05:33 PM
Tony Marcella, 43; active in Democratic politics

01:00 AM EDT on Thursday, March 13, 2008


Projo.com staff writer

Tony Marcella, a former chief aide to U.S. Rep. Patrick Kennedy whose work extended to working as a lobbyist and Democratic consultant, died Tuesday from complications associated with ALS, often known as Lou Gehrigs disease. He was 43.

A native of Everett, Mass., Marcella was described by friends yesterday as a man who thoroughly enjoyed politics on the inside and outside, starting in the 1980s with the former speaker of the House in Massachusetts, George Keverian.

After working on U.S. Sen. Edward M. Kennedys reelection campaign in 1988 and serving in the senators Boston office, Marcella moved to Rhode Island to work with Kennedys son, Patrick, who was in his third year as a state legislator representing voters in Mount Pleasant.

By then, says another former Kennedy aide, Chris Vitale, Marcella was convinced that Patrick Kennedy should be in Congress and managed the 1994 election that took both of them to Washington. As Kennedys spokesman and chief of staff until 2001, he undertook duties such as coordinating the visits to Rhode Island of two heads of state the presidents of Portugal and Italy.

Marcella returned to State House politics to work for two years as executive assistant to Rhode Island House Majority Leader Gordon Fox, D-Providence.

Politics was truly in his blood and he loved every detail, Kennedy said in a statement yesterday. It is with a heavy heart that I bid goodbye to my dear friend.

Although he struggled with some symptoms associated with ALS for two or three years, he was diagnosed with the disease only a few months ago. He left Newport, where he headed the lobbying and consulting group Strategic Associates and managed Guillaume de Ramels failed race against A. Ralph Mollis to become the Democratic nominee for secretary of state, to go back to Boston to be with his parents, Angela and Anthony Marcella Sr., his sister Kim, and brother-in-law, Chris.

In a statement yesterday, Fox said Marcellas political instincts were second to none. But what I will always remember the most about Tony was his ability to laugh and to have fun.

There is a very social aspect to politics and Tony thoroughly enjoyed planning and attending events and functions, or just going out to dinner with a group of his Rhode Island political friends. He was truly one of a kind.

The funeral will be at Immaculate Conception Church, 487-489 Broadway in Everett, Saturday at 11 a.m. Calling hours at Frederick Cafasso & Sons Funeral Home, 65 Clark St., Everett, are 4 to 8 p.m. tomorrow.

With reports from staff writer Richard Dujardin


03-14-2008, 03:34 PM
Steven Robert Brooks
June 14, 1951 - March 11, 2008. Steven Robert Brooks was born on June 14, 1951, to James and JoAnne Brooks, in Holland, Michigan. He grew up in Michigan with sister Susie and brother Jim. Steve attended high school at Culver Military Academy, college at Ohio Wesleyan, and seminary at Fuller Theological Seminary. Steve is survived by wife Linda, the love of his life, whom he married March 1, 1980. Steve is also survived by son Ross (age 30) and wife Lindsey, daughter Bree (age 25) boyfriend Riley, and son Ben (age 24) and wife Katie. Steve lived a full life, ripe with the blessings of grief, joy, and praise. In 1978, Steve's first wife Kathy was killed in a car crash in Omaha, Nebraska, with the wife of good friend Ron Gray. In the midst of that tragedy, God spoke to Steve: "You never knew you could hurt this bad, did you? Well, you need to know that my love for you is even bigger than your hurt." It was this message that led Steve and Ron to start Springs Community Church in 1985, a church built on bringing God's grace to the hurting, broken, and messy people of Colorado Springs, who needed to know that God's love was bigger than their hurts, that His light was bigger than their darkness. Steve dedicated his life to shining God's light all over Colorado Springs, Colorado, the United States, and even overseas. Steve reflected Christ's light when he started inviting young families to a new church that met in a storefront on Academy Boulevard. People found a place where they didn't have to be dressed up or churched-up in order to fit in. They could just be loved for who they were. Steve reflected Christ's light when he ministered to so many families that found themselves in midst of tragedy. When children were lost too early, when marriages fell apart, when kids lost their Moms or Dads, Steve brought light into their darkness by offering the tender and gentle love of Christ. Steve used his wounded heart to embrace those of us who were hurting. Steve reflected Christ's light by being a racial bridge builder. He reached out to Black congregations and formed friendships and networks between churches that had been divided by racial walls for centuries. He joined God in His work of racial reconciliation in Colorado Springs. Steve reflected Christ's light by leading Springs Community to help start Forest Ridge Community Church in Monument Colorado. Today in Monument, 100's of people have found a new life in Christ thanks to Steve's leadership and service. Steve reflected Christ's light when he served as the president for the Reformed Church in America. He called on the denomination to be committed to prayer and asked our churches to become houses of prayer. Churches and believers all across the nation and world have been blessed through renewed vision and vitality because he led them back to the feet of God. In October 2006, Steve was diagnosed with motor neuron disease, which progressed into Amytrophic Lateral Sclerosis (ALS, aka Lou Gehrig's disease) in April 2007. Steve peacefully left his earthly body to begin dancing in heaven on the morning of March 11, 2008. He will be remembered in the lives, hearts, and minds of the thousands he touched while here. His spirit lives on as a loving father, devoted husband, trusting friend, unwavering leader, humble servant, and vessel of God's light. The impact of Steve's life will continue to be felt for generations as those he touched will continue to stand in the flow of God's amazing love and grace; Steve called this "standing in Grace River." Thank you, Steve for everything you are to us. You were so good to the depths of your soul, always serving others, forgiving, honest, and loving. We love you so much and will miss you! Memorial service will be held on Saturday, March 15, 2008, 10am at Woodmen Valley Chapel in Colorado Springs. Memorial contributions can be made to: ALS Association-Rocky Mountain Chapter, 1201 E Colfax Ave., Suite 202, Denver, CO 80218 and/or Springs Commmunity Church (New Church Plant) 7290 Lexington Dr., Colorado Springs, CO 80919.
Published in The Gazette from 3/13/2008 - 3/14/2008.

03-14-2008, 04:20 PM
Schmaltz, Raymond

Raymond Schmaltz

DICKINSON - Raymond Schmaltz, 46, Dickinson, died March 9, 2008, at his home, from ALS/Lou Gehrig's Disease. Services will be held at 10 a.m. MDT Thursday, March 13, at St. Joseph's Catholic Church, Dickinson. Interment will follow in St. Joseph's Cemetery, Dickinson.

He is survived by five children, Chelsey, Christian, Desirae, Dustin and Shelby Schmaltz, all of Dickinson; his mother, Adeline, Dickinson; his grandson, Jeffrey Ray; and nine siblings, LaVerne Kessel, Dayton, Wash., Donna Betlaf, Sharon Roshau, Pat Wolf, Bertie Gustafson, Nick Jr. and Bernie Wolf, all of Dickinson, Linda Wanner, Gladstone, and Char Maychrzak, Scranton. (Ladbury Funeral Service, Dickinson)

Published in The Bismarck Tribune on 3/12/2008.

03-15-2008, 05:37 PM
Disease claims climber before last ascent

Staff Writer
Andrew Hebson never fulfilled his final dream.

Amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, better known as Lou Gehrig's disease, took his life before he climbed Ecuador's Mount Chimborazo, the world's highest volcanic peak, rising 20,702 feet.

Hebson, who split his latter years between Ormond Beach and Jacksonville, was diagnosed with the terminal illness in January 2005. He died Feb. 29 at age 54.

Last September, Hebson worked out regularly, pushing his failing muscles with the help of a son for a November expedition that was rescheduled for this spring.

Hebson grew up in the mountains of Virginia and Kentucky and started climbing them as a young boy. As an adult, he made his living as a commercial diver, custom boat builder and racehorse owner. In his free time, he competed much of his life as a weightlifter and bodybuilder, winning many awards.

But climbing the world's highest peaks became his true passion.

Among his conquests were the grandest peak in 2000, Mount Everest, rising 29,028 feet, and Mount Cho Oyu in 1999 at nearly 27,000 feet.

Hebson and Cindy Chapman of Ormond Beach climbed Mount Pico de Orizaba in Mexico in 2003, where the final 4,000 feet was vertical ice. They reached the summit of the 19,000-foot mountain at sunrise Thanksgiving Day. It was her first climb, a life-affirming experience she won't forget -- just like she won't forget her friend's courage and strong will.

"It's an awful shock," she said on hearing Friday of Hebson's death. "What I'll remember most was that he never gave up. He never gave up."


03-17-2008, 10:30 AM
Westbrook shared her zeal for cooking, life
By Lori Kennedy
Star-News Correspondent
Published: Sunday, March 16, 2008 at 6:01 a.m.
Last Modified: Sunday, March 16, 2008 at 2:08 a.m.
Union County, N.C., produced its first celebrity when a young 4-H member, Nellie Westbrook, entered the Betty Crocker Cherry Pie Baking Contest, and won.

Westbrook would go on to win local and state titles for her cherry pie baked with a secret ingredient - hog lard, and appeared on WBT-TV's The Betty Feezor Show in Charlotte.

Westbrook died of Lou Gehrig's disease on Jan. 20, at age 70.

A maternal uncle of Westbrook's had succumbed to the same disease previously, so her family knew what to expect. Younger sibling Janet Griffin recalls the experience with the heartbreaking disease.

"We could never keep up with the rate of the disease; we'd get to one stage and she'd progress to the next one," Griffin said.

Westbrook's cooking talents would not be the only things talked about in her hometown of Monroe. She developed a perfect pitch for singing, in addition to her gifted piano hands at the age of 3, when her family realized her ability to mimic any song she heard in church and immediately play it back. Her ability to learn fast developed into a love of teaching, which she practiced on her younger sibling, Griffin.

Westbrook wanted to perfect everything she did, even her attendance as a child at Antioch Baptist Church. During the days of the polio epidemic, all children were restricted from attending any public functions. But this didn't stop Westbrook. Her parents drove her and Griffin to the church parking lot one Sunday morning and let them stay in the car with the windows rolled down. They were on church premises, so it counted.

Westbrook honed her teaching skills at East Carolina University, where she met her husband of 50 years, Richard Westbrook, and later obtained her master's degree in teaching from UNC-Greensboro. She shared her teaching talents at Andrews High School and High Point Central High School.

In 1988 the Westbrooks moved to Ocean Isle Beach, where Westbrook taught home economics at South Brunswick High and Brunswick Community College until her retirement. But Westbrook was not one to stay dormant. She always had a desire for volunteering and at times devoted more than 40 hours a week to Pilot Clubs, nursing homes and high schools, even while working full time.

"She enjoyed helping others and had great ideas on how to make people's lives a little better in the world we live in," daughter Candice Mayo said.

Westbrook assisted the South Brunswick Islands Pilot Club in writing grants, which provided patients at the Autumn Care in Shallotte with an Alzheimer's garden and wheelchair swing so patients unable to walk could at least swing again.

Westbrook's advocacy for disabled and special needs children and adults garnered her the Special Olympics 2007 Volunteer of the Year Award for Brunswick County.

Lifelong family friend Beth Allred remembers Westbrook as her "other mother" and the sister her own mother never had. After marrying her husband in the Westbrooks' house in Jamestown, of course catered by Nellie, Allred recalls the endless times Westbrook gave of herself.

"She gave to all she touched - a smile, kind words, a lesson in life and encouragement as only she could give," Allred said.

03-18-2008, 08:37 AM
Dear Group,

On Friday the 14th we lost a father, a husband, a brother, a friend,
and all time great man to ALS.

Lee Kramer was my big brother. He never let the disease take charge of
his life instead he demonstrated how to LIVE with ALS. He did not fight
it alone. By his side was his wife Anne. Her love for my brother and
support of his journey allowed him to advocate and reach out to so
many. With his children and 2 other sisters, they set an example that
will always be remember within the ALS community for their care, love
and support of him.

He does not want us to be sad but celebrate the life he had. Those
arrangments are being made and will post as soon as they are.

Godspeed my brother,

03-18-2008, 07:57 PM
'Taken too soon'

By Libby Cluett

Buds and early blossoms on pear trees combined with sunflowers dotted throughout sprays of flowers seemed to beckon the renewal of spring at the same time family and friends of Precinct 1 Commissioner Ted Ray gathered to bid him farewell.

An estimated 500-plus friends came to to honor a good man, said Minister William Eudy at Southside Church of Christ Monday afternoon. Rays battle with amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, also known as Lou Gehrigs disease, ended on Friday.

Eudy compared Rays untimely death at age 61 to King Davids sentiment about the loss of Abner, an opposing general, when he cited A prince and a great man has fallen in Israel this day.

After Rays friend Ike Mercer sang Amazing Grace, State District Judge Jerry Ray and Wayland Wright contributed their thoughts and sentiments.

Judge Ray recalled the time when the terrible diagnosis hit him in 2006. He said that even with the diagnosis and disease, Ray made decisions, both personal and business, and stuck by them.

He was taken too soon, said Judge Ray, adding that even though the U.S. put a man on the moon almost 40 years ago, Scientists and all the resources cant find a way to treat or defeat this illness that took him from us.

But ALS never had an opponent like Ted Ray. He continued with dignity and courage. He refused to let ALS define him and instead redefined ALS.

To me, [ALS] will be known as Amazing Love Story, Judge Ray added, which included Rays love for his wife and family as wells as friends.

Ray described his friend as an honest man and a mountain of a man.

He was hardworking and loved his job even while so sick, he did his job, said Judge Ray, explaining that Ted Ray would start researching topics once he received the county agenda, enlisting the aide of his wife, Beth Ray, and Commissioners Court Assistant Iris Stagner.

He called Ted Ray sincere, explaining that the word translates from Latin into without wax and refers to a stone sculpture that was without blemish and therefore needed no wax to fill cracks or marks.

Take him as he is; there are no cracks to fill, said Judge Ray.

At the conclusion of eulogizing his friend, Judge Ray shared an excerpt of the taped KTVT-TV (Channel 11) interview from a month ago.

At the Feb. 4 interview and reception, Ted Ray told reporters that he wanted everyone who came that evening to know he was glad they came.

In addition to being remembered as a good husband, father and grandfather, he said that he would like for my friends to remember me as a good and caring friend, as I remember them. I would also like to be remembered as one of Palo Pintos greatest county commissioners.

Wright, a close friend of Rays, brought some levity with stories of young Ted who rolled in a tractor tire off Welcome Mountain, crossing busy streets and into the home of a surprised homeowner.

To laughter, he said that Ray touched all our lives some he may have touched a little harder.

Wright shared that when Beth Ray asked her husband to make a list after his diagnosis of what he wanted to do, Ted Ray told her Ive done everything Ive ever wanted to do.

He also shared that being county commissioner was Rays proudest accomplishment.

Goodbye my good friend. Were going to miss you, concluded Wright.

The service included a display of photos of Ray with family, friends, pets, favored cars, flying over the waves in a powerboat, parasailing, skiing, hunting by horseback in Alaska, fishing, riding four-wheelers, wearing his first tuxedo and his swearing in as county commissioner in January 2005. All served as illustrations and lasting momentos of Rays life.

Eudy said he found himself wanting to be a better man each time he was around Ray. He shared three things that stood out Rays fierce devotion to family and friends, his unshakable work ethic and his strength and courage in the face of trial.

He said that Ray, the eleventh of 12 children, had the quality of making friends feel like family and made his family like friends.

He finally said Ray seemed to have contentment about life that came with the feeling he had done everything he wanted to do. He noted that Rays pre-programmed messages in the computer that gave him a voice in the past several months included greetings like, How are you doing today? and replies that he was doing great, thank you.

Using Rays model Eudy suggested, The next time someone asks how you are doing, dont say fine, say great.

Before mourners passed the open casket to pay their respects, Eudy concluded that Ray never let ALS slow him down. He had no bitterness. His only concern was on how hard the illness was on Beth.

After all left the sanctuary, Rays coffin, covered in flowers and his cowboy hat, was escorted by rows of uniformed Palo Pinto County Sheriffs Posse members and sheriffs department deputies.

It seems the storms waited while family and friends accompanied Ray to his final resting place in Palo Pinto Cemetery.

03-21-2008, 06:57 AM
One of ISU's best: 1980s All-American succumbs to Lou Gehrigs Disease

By David Hughes
The Tribune-Star
TERRE HAUTE A heavily recruited two-way standout from Mount Healthy High School in Cincinnati, Wayne Davis initially wanted to play running back for Indiana States football team in the early 1980s.

But longtime ISU coach Dennis Raetz and his assistants persuaded Davis into playing cornerback for the good of the team.

The result was enough stellar performances to earn Davis the 1984 Missouri Valley Conference Defensive Player of the Year award as a senior, a second-round selection (39th overall) by the San Diego Chargers in the 1985 NFL draft and a six-year NFL career that included stints with the Chargers, Buffalo Bills and Washington Redskins.

One of ISUs best football players ever, Davis died Sunday after a lengthy battle with Lou Gehrigs Disease near Atlanta. He was 44.

The 5-foot-11, 175-pound Davis received three NCAA All-America honors in 1984. In the NFL, he totaled five interceptions in 73 games (14 starts), according to the www.pro-football-reference.com Web site. In 2002, he was inducted into the ISU Athletics Hall of Fame.

Wayne was arguably the only shutdown corner Indiana State ever had, Raetz recalled Wednesday. He could really cover wide receivers one on one. He had very soft feet and great speed. He was a highly intelligent kid too.

In the early 1980s, Indiana State had three athletes who won MVC Defensive Player of the Year linebacker Craig Shaffer in 1981, Davis in 1984 and safety Vencie Glenn in 1985. But Davis, a three-year starter for the Sycamores, ended up being the highest-drafted ISU player by an NFL team.

Wayne was a great guy, said Tribune-Star sports correspondent Tom James, who worked with the football team for ISUs sports information department in the early 80s. He was very musically talented. Wayne was a rapper before anybody knew what rapping was. He was very good at it.

Wayne was a leader on the field, but he was a leader by example, Raetz added. Wayne was not loud at all, but everyone who saw him play knew he could play.

A glance through the pages of ISUs 2007 football media guide does not show Davis among the statistical leaders in many categories, but Raetz said theres a good reason for that.

Most people didnt throw at him, the veteran coach said.

During Davis junior and senior seasons, the Sycamores finished 9-4 and 9-3 respectively.

Funeral services for Davis will take place Friday at the New Mercies Christian Church in Lilburn, Ga. A public viewing is scheduled from 10 to 11 a.m., with services beginning immediately afterward.

In lieu of flowers, donations can be made in memory of Wayne Davis to the ALS Association of Georgia, 1955 Cliff Valley Way, Suite 116, Atlanta, GA 30329.

03-21-2008, 10:58 AM
Longtime worker for Catholic causes dies

Lou Gehrig's - The way Theresa Willett dealt with the disease inspired an Easter story Thursday, March 20, 2008NANCY HAUGHT The Oregonian Staff

Theresa Willett, a prominent Portland Catholic whose struggle with Lou Gehrig's disease inspired a 2007 Easter story in The Oregonian, died Tuesday, March 18, 2008, in her home. She was 54.

Diagnosed three years ago with amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, a progressive illness that affects the brain and spinal cord, Willett refused to let the disease diminish her life.

She was a member of All Saints Parish for 30 years and helped organize an ongoing lecture series there. She served on the board of Catholic Charities for several years and was a member of the Equestrian Order of the Holy Sepulchre of Jerusalem, an ancient charitable order of the church that builds schools, hospitals and health clinics in the Holy Land.

For the past two years, Willett used a wheelchair and in recent months could not speak without a computer voice generator. But she continued to attend events in the community and hosted monthly neighborhood gatherings in her Laurelhurst home.

"She wanted very much to live a graceful life up to the end," said her husband, Ken Willett. "She wanted to live with dignity and carry on in spite of the disease."

The Rev. Patrick Brennan, working Wednesday on a homily for Willett's funeral Mass, recalled her last years.

"A woman so active, struck with ALS, but somehow, despite that, she remained active," he said. "And her action was transferred to others, who carried out the missions she had started. Her spirit was not, in any way, reduced."

Willett saw her illness as a cross that she was willing to bear.

"There is a role for suffering in life," she said in a 2007 Easter story in The Oregonian. "Everyone has something to bear. You can't cut yourself off and think you are unique or be demanding in your suffering. If someone else is suffering, you have to be there."

She was born Theresa Marie Laskowski in Galveston, Texas, on Jan. 25, 1954. She moved to Portland in 1960 and attended Holy Child Academy and graduated from Whitman College in Walla Walla in 1976. She married Ken Willett in 1978.

In addition to her husband, she is survived by their four children, Catherine, Claire, Christopher and Colin; two brothers, Patrick and Mark Laskowski; a sister, Kathleen Dickson; and her mother, Dorothy.

A funeral Mass will be at 11 a.m. Tuesday in All Saints Church in Northeast Portland. A rosary will be said at 7 p.m. Monday in the church.

Her family suggests remembrances to the ALS Association, where she had been an active volunteer since her diagnosis.

Nancy Haught: 503-294-7625; nancyhaught@news.oregonian.com

03-21-2008, 11:03 AM
Tommy Allen, 60, had amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, or Lou Gehrig's disease. He had been in the hospital since Dec. 31 and was breathing with the use of a ventilator and battling pneumonia. He died Sunday.

Morley, an ordained elder in the United Methodist Church, visited Tommy, Jean and Tommy's wife of 37 years, Irene, nearly every day.

03-24-2008, 06:09 AM
Lee left his mark
Monday, March 24, 2008
By Elizabeth Yarlott
Yuma, Arizona

On Friday, March 14, we lost a father, a husband, a brother, a friend and all-time great man to ALS.

Lee Kramer was my big brother and over the last 18 years battled the disease known as Lou Gehrigs. He never let the disease take charge of his life. Instead, he demonstrated how to live with ALS. He did not fight it alone. By his side was his wife Anne. Her love for my brother and support of his journey allowed him to advocate and reach out to so many. With his children and two other sisters, they set an example that will always be remembered within the ALS community for their care, love and support of him.

Having moved away 14 years ago, we did not experience his disease as those by his side, but through the Internet and a support group called Living with ALS, we were able to follow his path.

Our family has had many challenges that tested its roots he, being the strongest, always set an example for the rest. I am not surprised that he demonstrated that same love to those with this disease. His mark here has been set for many to follow.
Godspeed brother.


03-25-2008, 05:49 AM
Bruce Sinder, 55, SoHo Realty Broker
Staff Reporter of the Sun
March 25, 2008

Bruce Sinder, who died March 13 at 55, was a real estate agent who was among the leaders in revitalizing real estate in TriBeCa, SoHo, and other downtown neighborhoods.

An aspiring guitar and piano player, Sinder moved to TriBeCa in the early 1970s, when there was little in the neighborhood but abandoned loft space. He soon turned to real estate to make a living, and helped to bring Dean & Deluca to the corner of Broadway and Prince Street in 1987.

His Sinvin Realty, LLC, worked with a number of high visibility clients, including Helmut Lang, Adidas, and Balthazar Restaurant. "Bruce was one of the driving forces of downtown real estate," restaurateur Drew Nierporent said in a statement. "He is one of the reasons why the neighborhoods of TriBeCa and SoHo are so rich."

Born September 9, 1952, in the Bronx and raised in Plainview, Long Island, Sinder's first experience of entrepreneurship was selling "Juice by Bruce" that he squeezed at his father's luncheonette. Later, he studied at the Berklee College of Music in Boston.

Sinder helped originate the practice of making clients pay for their own ads up front, then deducted the cost from his own fee at sale, which he said helped attract sellers with realistic expectations.

In the Meatpacking District, Sinder helped attract restaurants and stores including Soho House and Theory.

He his own hand at development when he opened a Reade Street restaurant called Bon Temps Rouler during the 1980s Cajun craze. After a later remake the place became Spaghetti Western, still managed by Sinder's brother, Robert.

Stricken several years ago with Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis, Sinder was confined to a wheelchair. He retired in January.

He is survived by his wife, Stacie, sons Jackson and Reuben, and his mother, Marilyn.

03-25-2008, 01:02 PM
John Cushley

Filed: Monday, 24th March 2008

By: Staff Writer

Former Hammer John Cushley has died after a long illness.

The Scottish star, who was 65, died earlier today after losing his battle with Motor Neurone Disease.

Cushley was a member of the Celtic squad that became the first British team to win the European Cup. He made 38 appearances for United between 1967 and 1970 before returning to Scotland where he went on to play for Dunfermaline and Dumbarton.

A tough, uncompromising centre-half who briefly played alongside Bobby Moore, Cushley went into teaching once his playing career had ended before returning to Celtic as the club's Education Officer.

However he was forced to retire last year after being diagnosed with Motor Neurone Disease, an incurable brain condition.

03-26-2008, 05:45 AM
News-Herald File Photo. Bob Bilderback is shown here in Feb. 11, 1996, when the former Lake Havasu City Herald photographer was teaching fly-fishing and fly-tying at Mohave Community College.

Pioneer, photographer Bob Bilderback dies at 71

Tuesday, March 25, 2008 9:11 PM MST

The man who chronicled much of the early history of Lake Havasu City with his camera died earlier this month in Mesa.

Bob Bilderback was the staff photographer at the Lake Havasu City Herald from the summer of 1968 to May 1973, when a dispute over some of his most acclaimed photographs resulted in his firing.

Bilderback, 71, died March 7 from amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, also known as Lou Gehrig's disease. The effects of ALS forced his move to Mesa in 2004 to be closer to his daughter, Linda Bilderback Ebersole.

"He loved Lake Havasu. He never got over the fact that I had to move him from there," Ebersole said.

Bilderback came to Lake Havasu with his father as a child to fish in the area of Site Six before the city was founded, Ebersole said.

"They'd fight off the rattlesnakes, and they'd fish," she said.

Bilderback moved to Lake Havasu City in the mid-1960s after leaving a stressful job as a photographer and laboratory technician with the aerospace contractor North American Rockwell.

As staff photographer for the Herald, Bilderback documented the myriad community happenings that attended the growth of the new city. He photographed dignitaries, celebrities and girls in bikinis.

The turning point of his career with the Herald came on May 13, 1973, when Bilderback was standing near third base at the baseball field at Lake Havasu High School shooting a game between the amateur Lake Havasu City Pioneers and the Blythe team.

Nineteen-year-old pitcher John Wade, who had been a star athlete at LHHS, was on the mound, and the Pioneers were in their defensive positions when lightning struck the field.

Bilderback recounted in the May 17, 1973 issue of the Herald: "I thought, as did others in the stands, that we had been bombed. I shot pictures desperately. The entire team seemed to have been wiped out, players lying everywhere."

Wade appeared to have been killed instantly. Seven other players were treated at the community hospital. The only thing that seemed to have saved Bilderback was the fact he was wearing rubber soled shoes rather than metal baseball cleats.

"I remember the day he came home when it happened," Ebersole said. "He came home white as a sheet, and I said, something's wrong. And that's when he told me what he'd seen."

Bilderback's stepson Keith Snyder vividly recalled the stories Bilderback later told about the day.

"It scared the living heck out of him, because he thought he was killed," Snyder said. "All he could do was keep his finger on the shutter while the whole team was being wiped out."

Bilderback took some dramatic photographs that day. His editor at the Herald chose not to publish the most graphic of them. Because Bilderback shot the photos on his day off, he felt he was free to sell them to United Press International, which distributed them on their international newswire. A six-page spread of the photos appeared in the German edition of Sports Illustrated.

Unhappy Bilderback had sold the photos, the Herald publisher fired him. Ironically Bilderback was later nominated for a Pulitzer Prize for the shots.

After leaving the Herald, Bilderback was hired to be the official photographer to chronicle the dismantling and reassembly of the London Bridge. He also ran his own photography business, Bilderback Photography, and taught fly fishing and fly tying at Mohave Community College.

Bilderback's last job in Lake Havasu City was as a greeter at Wal-Mart, Ebersole said. Even as his health deteriorated, she said, her father remained positive.

"He never once said, 'Why me?' He kept his spirits up the whole time," she said.

You may contact the reporter at dparker@havasunews.com.

03-26-2008, 04:16 PM
On Tuesday March 25th, Earl Spangenberg left this earth and met his
Savior. He was surrounded by his wife Carol and their 3 daughters. He
very peacefully slipped away

03-27-2008, 05:46 AM
Sinvin Realty Co-Founder Sinder Passes Away
NYC Broker Helped Transform Lower Manhattan Neighborhoods into Commercial Hubs

Bruce Sinder, co-founder of Sinvin Realty LLC.
Bruce Sinder, co-founder of Sinvin Realty LLC, passed away on March 13 after a three-year battle with Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis (A.L.S.), better known as Lou Gehrigs disease. Sinder passed away at his TriBeca home. He was 55.

Sinder arrived in New York City in the late 1970s and co-founded Sinvin Realty with Steve Levin. The firm found its niche leasing and selling commercial space to artists, trendy retailers and creative firms in the Manhattan areas of TriBeca, Soho, Greenwich Village and the Meatpacking District, helping to transform those areas from industrial neighborhoods into office and retail hubs.

Over his 30-year career, Sinder brokered deals for companies including Balthazar Restaurant, Adidas, Helmut Lang, Marc Jacobs, Dean & DeLuca, Blue Man Group and Agns b. Sinder ran the firm after Levin left the real estate business. He handed the company over to Christopher Owles and Steve Glanzberg last December.

He is survived by his wife, Stacie; his sons, Jackson and Reuben; his daughter, Marilyn; and his brother, Robert.

04-03-2008, 06:20 PM
Francis "Ducky" Mello
Of Hingham April 2, 2008. Husband of the late Ellen T. (Murphy) Mello. Loving father of of Diane Huxley of Braintree and David Mello of Plymouth. Devoted grandfather of Karen & Kristin Huxley and Matthew Mello. Brother of Mary Grassie, Elizabeth Longo, both of Cohasset, Eileen Tyeryar of Scituate, Augustine Mello of Lake Village, AR, John Mello of Cohasset, and the late Angelina Garrett & Ida Fortier. Also survived by many many nieces & nephews. Relatives and friends are respectfully invited to attend the funeral from the Pyne Keohane Funeral Home, 21 Emerald St. (off Central St.), HINGHAM, Saturday at 8 AM. Funeral Mass in Saint Paul's Church, Hingham at 9 AM. Visiting hours Friday 4-8 PM. Burial in Woodside Cemetery, Cohasset. Donations in Ducky's memory may be made to A.L.S., Lou Gehrig's Disease, 7 Lincoln St., Wakefield, MA 01880 or to the Hydrocephalus Assoc., 870 Market St., #705, San Francisco, CA 94102. Call 1-800-Keohane or see www.Keohane.com for directions & online condolences.

04-03-2008, 06:32 PM
Rae Jean Werntz Leonard, 66, of South Amboy passed away peacefully, surrounded by her loving family and friends on Monday, March 31, 2008, at the Barbara E. Cheung Memorial Hospice in Edison after a one-year battle with ALS (Lou Gehrig's disease).

Rae Jean was predeceased by her husband, Frank "Tank" Leonard in 2004, and a son, Mark Heitzman in 1979.

Rae Jean worked at E.I. DuPont, Parlin, until her retirement in 1992 when she joined Tank to enjoy life, family and friends, as well as travel.

She was a member of the Ladies Auxiliary of American Legion Luke A. Lovely Post 62, serving as secretary and vice president.

Rae Jean was an avid reader, gardener and doll collector, and loved cats, as well as the beach and ocean. Her family and friends will remember her most for her smile, generosity, outgoing personality and strong will.

Surviving are stepsons, Shawn Leonard and his wife, Laura and their son, Luke of Branchburg, Patrick Leonard and his wife, Kendra and their son, Samuel of Wolfville, Nova Scotia, Dennis Leonard and his wife, Debbie, their daughter, Christiane and their three sons, Justin, Ryan and Dennis Joseph of Matawan; stepdaughters, Dawn Micena and her husband, Dean and stepdaughters, Nicole and Brianna of Apex, N.C., and Michele Leonard of Jamesburg; and her dear friend, Eileen "Sis" Martens, who spent much time caring for her over the last year.

Heartfelt thanks to the dedicated staff for their support and care at the Visiting Nurse Association of Central Jersey and the Barbara E. Cheung Memorial Hospice.

A celebration of life will be held at Buddies Tavern, 277 Johnson's Lane, Parlin at noon on Saturday, April 5.

Private cremation was held under the direction of The Gundrum Service "Home For Funerals," 237 Bordentown Ave., South Amboy. In lieu of flowers, memorial contributions may be made in Rae Jean's memory to the ALS Association, Development Dept., 27001 Agoura Road, Suite 150, Calabasas Hills, CA 91301, or Visiting Nurse Assn. of Central Jersey, 176 Riverside Ave., Red Bank, NJ 07701.

04-03-2008, 06:37 PM
Orval "The Daredevil Clown" Kisselburg
Orval Kisselburg It's hard to be humble Orval "The Daredevil Clown" Kisselburg passed away in Salt Lake City on Saturday, March 29, 2008 after a 26 year battle with ALS ( Lou Gehrig's disease). Born in Vernon, TX on 2-22-22 to Jesse M and Lula B Kissleburg. He was raised in Roswell, NM. He served during World War II in Germany France. He married Shirley Squires in 1946, they had three children. They were later divorced. Orval wanted to be a stuntman from the time he was a boy. He was an auto-daredevil from 1952 until 1981 performing across the US and Canada. He loved gardening, animals, cooking and spending time with his family and friends. He was a member of the LDS church. He is survived by his daughter, Sharon (Jack) Peake, son, Richard (Meg) Kisselburg, Olie Anderson (who was like a son), six grandchildren and 14 great grandchildren. He is preceded in death by his son, Michael and grandson, Jeffery. The family would like to thank Gwen Mitchell, his VA home nurse for her tender loving care the last eight years, Tracey and Superior Home Health Care, and the staff at Promise Hospital. It was Orval's wish to be cremated. In lieu of flowers the family asks you donate to MDA or Disabled American Veterans. Funeral Services will be held Thursday, April 3, 2008 at 2:00 p.m. in the Wasatch Lawn Memorial Chapel, 3401 South Highland Drive, Salt Lake City, Utah.

04-03-2008, 06:50 PM
Reinhardt, Jo Ann Longway

Jo Ann Longway REINHARDT On March 9, 2008, Jo Ann Longway Reinhardt's battle with ALS ended and she left us with the understanding that family and good living must be the focus of our lives. JoJo was born in Houston, TX in 1962 and immediately began her journey of touching the lives of everyone around her. JoJo continued with this rare ability after the family moved to Washington. After attending Washington State University, Jo embarked on her dream career as a flight attendant for United Airlines. JoJo often described the overwhelming sense of joy she received from climbing aboard a flight and sharing time with friends and strangers alike. She always had stories of adventure to share. We are sure she is still flying. Although flying was JoJo's first love for many years, it paled in comparison to the joy of marrying the love of her life, Rodger, and less than a year later, giving birth to her perfect little boy, Jacob. Even though JoJo was diagnosed with Lou Gehrig's disease shortly after Jacob's birth, she never allowed it to define her life. JoJo would often preach to those around her "it is what it is" and continue on with her life as wife and mother. Jo knew that she did what she was meant to do by bringing Jacob into the world and that he is here to do something special. Jo is survived by her husband, Rodger, and their son, Jacob; her parents, Jack and Alice Longway; her sisters, Jil Click and Jan Lotshaw; her aunt and uncle, Bonnie and Rick; her uncle, George; and a host of very special cousins, nieces and nephews. A private celebration for Jo will be held for the family and a few close friends. In lieu of flowers, please make a donation to the ALS Association, Jo Longway Reinhardt Tribute Fund.

04-05-2008, 04:15 PM
Reeves left a legacy of dedication

Sun Staff Writer

He was known for being strict and offering "tough love," but he was also a loving father and grandfather who would help anyone.

That's just a few of the ways members of Clarence Reeves' family will remember him.

The 72-year-old lifelong Emerson Township resident lost his battle with ALS, or Lou Gehrig's Disease, and passed away Thursday at Gratiot Medical Center in Alma.

Reeves served on the Ithaca Board of Education for 28 years, including 19 as president.

He was also well known in the local agricultural community. His family was the recipient of the Gratiot County Farm Family of the Year Award in 1995 and he was a founding member of the A-Tractive Tractor Club in Ithaca.

"He was fair, a straight shooter," said Reeves' eldest son Mike. "He didn't mince words. He told everyone what he thought. "Anything he got involved with he put his whole self into it and was devoted to whatever he did. He wanted to make sure things worked like they should."

Mike and his brother Tom related how their dad was quite strict and raised them with tough love but fondly recalled a number of stories from their childhood growing up on the farm.

"We had to toe the line," Mike said. "We tried him, but as long as you lived here it was by his rules.

"But there are a lot of great memories. He didn't like to go shopping and didn't like to travel. He was happiest just puttering around in the shop. He was a simple man and wasn't into showy things, but what he had he wanted to look good."

Although their father could be tough, he also liked to laugh and joke around, Tom said.

"He loosened up as he got older," Tom added.

Mike, who is now a member of the Ithaca Board of Education, recalled telling his dad that he was going to run for a seat on the board. "He looked at me and said, Are you nuts?'" Mike said, laughing at the memory.

"Dad's only concern with the school was the kids," Mike added. "He wanted them to have a good place to learn, get a good education and come out of school with something (positive)."

Reeves' daughter, Karen Curtis of Carson City, remembered her dad as a "perfectionist" and being "very creative and smart." "He could make something out of nothing," she said. "He was a very, very hard worker and raised us to be.

"He was very loyal to his friends and when he said something he meant it. There was never any gray area where he stood. He wasn't afraid to stand up for what he believed."

In addition to farming, Reeves, who graduated from Ithaca High School in 1955, worked at Redmond Industries, Carl Oberlitner Well Drilling, the Ashley Corp. and Michigan Chemical Co.

He is also survived by his wife of 52 years, Sandra, who was his high school sweetheart; another son Andy; and 17 grandchildren and two step-grandchildren.

Visitation will take place today from 2 to 4 p.m. and 6 to 8 p.m. today at Barden Funeral Home in Ithaca. Services are scheduled for 2 p.m. Sunday at the Ithaca United Methodist Church. Donations in the memory of Reeves can be made to the ALS Foundation of Michigan. For more information, see the obituary listings.

04-08-2008, 04:12 PM
A gifted teacher who touched many lives, Debbie Stromme will be missed
By Mike Bellmore - Features Editor
Published: Tuesday, April 8, 2008 2:58 PM CDT


Debbie Stromme
Tributes were pouring in from near and far over the weekend and on Monday for Deb Stromme, a long-time Devils Lake educator who died Friday at Mercy Hospital after a year-long battle with (ALS) Lou Gehrigs Disease.

Stromme was hired by former Devils Lake Superintendent Dr. Richard Kunkel in 1976 as a kindergarten teacher at Praire View Elementary School, and evolved into one of the districts most beloved and respected teachers over a period of 30-plus years.

She was so impressive right from the start, Kunkel said on Monday.

It turned out so well that all the parents wanted their child in her class. She was loved and respected by the whole school district and will be forever remembered for her kindness and love for kids.

Funeral services for Stromme will be held Thursday at St. Olaf Lutheran Church at 3:30 p.m. Peace Lutheran Church Pastor Rev. Rafe Allison will officiate and burial will be at the Devils Lake Cemetery.

School officials, teachers and students were informed of her death on Friday. Notes were sent home with each youngster at Prairie View School informing the parents of each of Strommes passing, and they were to inform their children.

It made for a tough Friday, according to Allison (Soper) Yoder, one of a handful of Strommes former kindergarten students who were teaching alongside her at Prairie View.

The thing Ill always remember about her was that she was always smiling, friendly and cheery, Yoder said. She knew everyone. Its just a tough time right now.

Retiring Prairie View Principal Julie Schuler was having a tough time with her words Monday. She termed Stromme a remarkable person and a teacher.

She touched the lives of so many, said Schuler. She made kindergarten meaningful for the kids and was a tremendous role model for staff in her loyalty to the district and the school.

She had such a desire to excel and do her best.

Lexie (LaFleur) Dion called her former kindergarten instructor a tremendous teacher because she made so many youngsters love school. She had a direct bearing on her decision to become a teacher.

Friday was a tough day, and I expect it to be a tough week, she said.

Angie (Follman) Wakefield, another of her former students, was having a tough time holding back the tears on Monday. She not only had educational experiences with Stromme, but helped her with swimming lessons during the summer.

She said she will remember her for the classy and friendly way she treated everybody. Angie said shed often watch Debbie at work and hope she could replicate how she operated.

Debbie always made kids feel so special, she said. She affected and inspired so many people and kids and she will really be missed.

Devils Lake Superintendent Steve Swiontek said Stromme was a person who really loved and cared for each of the kids under her wing every year, and that included his own son, Connor.

He said she was active in promoting full-day kindergarten in North Dakota, testifying in front of the Senate Education Sub-Committee in the North Dakota Legislature. She was a former Teacher of the Year and Teacher of the Quarter in the school district, and president of the North Dakota Kindergarten Association a handful of years ago.

She will be missed very much, the top Devils Lake administrator said.

Carol Leevers was a former teaching mate of Strommes at Prairie View years ago, and remembers a lot of enjoyable hockey trips, hockey fun, and hockey camps with the Strommes.

She had a heart of gold and was so generous, Carol recalled.

Former Superintendent Ron Bommersbach called Debbie one of the finest, kindest and most compassionate people he ever knew. Her kids simply loved her - every year she worked, he said.

Shell be sorely mised by the kids, the school and the community, he said.

There will be a visitation at St. Josephs Catholic Church Wednesday from 4-8 p.m. with a prayer service conducted by Rev. Dale Kinzler at 5:30 p.m. Visitation on Thursday will be at St. Olafs Lutheran Church from 1 p.m. until the time of service.

Memorials are to be directed to a future Debbie Stromme Scholarship Fund.

04-11-2008, 08:33 PM
John Dorsey, former Sun critic, dies of Lou Gehrig's disease
Writer's essay topics included food, architecture and art

Undated photo of former Sun writer John Dorsey (Photo courtesy of Robert Armacost / April 9, 2008)

By Jacques Kelly | Sun reporter
12:18 PM EDT, April 11, 2008

John Dorsey, a former Sun arts and restaurant critic, died this morning of Lou Gehrig's disease, amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, from which he had suffered for nearly four years. He was 69 and had been at the Gilchrist Center for Hospice Care.

Mr. Dorsey was a versatile Sun writer for decades. Readers turned to his essays on Baltimore's restaurants with their morning coffee in the 1970s -- often before reading the main news. A decade later, his learned criticism forged interest in Baltimore's artistic community and drew audiences to little-known studios and galleries.

Newspaper patrons recognized the familiar byline and that what he had to say could irritate, chide or praise. They also knew his prose was readable, clear and full of precise opinions.

While he covered architecture, local history, music and cultural topics, it was his wit-doused restaurant reviews that appeared in the 1970s and again for a while in the 1980s that propelled him into a popular status he personally shunned.

"He would arrive quietly and leave quietly," said C. Peter "Buzz" BeLer, the owner of the Prime Rib in Mount Vernon. "He wrote exactly what he felt and people believed him. He could not be influenced."

After a decade as restaurant critic, Mr. Dorsey then served as the paper's art critic throughout the 1980s and 1990s.

"As a critic he was among the most erudite that Baltimore has ever seen," said Stiles T. Colwill, Baltimore Museum of Art board chairman. "As a curator, you lived and breathed by what Mr. Dorsey had to say. And yet, when he criticized a show, patrons came to see why he was so wrong or so right."

For his restaurant critic's debut on April 25, 1971, Mr. Dorsey selected the old Marconi's, which he called "the most Baltimorean" of restaurants.

He addressed the readers in a conversational tone. He found fault with Marconi's "practically tasteless" bread but went on to praise the chicken Tetrazzini and the sole Marguery.

On another review, for a steakhouse on the Alameda, he said, "You think yourself in the recreation room or the boudoir."

Many of his reviews mentioned a nameless dining companion he called "the lady." Readers also became aware that Mr. Dorsey enjoyed a martini and wine with his meal. He also grew weary of the widely served 1970s dessert known as Mrs. Pose's cheesecake, as well as iceberg lettuce.

His other writings revealed a deep affection for Mount Vernon Place -- where he organized a 2004 symposium. He owned a Matisse drawing and James Whistler etchings. He also had two cats, Anthony and Cleopatra. He simultaneously read and walked the streets near his Roland Park home.

"John was soft-spoken, but he had a core of steel," said James Dilts, a newspaper friend with whom he collaborated on a guide to local architecture. "He was a graceful and prolific writer on the myriad subjects covered by the feature pages or the Sunday Sun Magazine. He was a gentleman of the old school, as they like to say in Baltimore."

Born John Russell Dorsey in Baltimore, he called himself "a lover of his native city" in a short autobiographical sketch. Raised on St. George's Road, he was a 1957 Gilman School graduate who earned a bachelor of arts from Harvard University. He lived for many years in old homes in Bolton Hill and at his death resided in Roland Park.

He was the son of Charles Howard Dorsey Jr., managing editor of The Sun, and Emma Beck Dorsey.

Friends said that the elder Dorsey and his son had two different personalities. At his father's bidding, the younger Mr. Dorsey began work in June 1960 at The Sun as a summer vacation job. He joined the staff permanently in September 1962 and retired in early 1999.

For a brief period in the 1980s he tried his hand at running an antiques business on Howard Street.

For many years he was a cultural features writer and edited the old Sunday Sun Magazine for a year-- a task he did not enjoy.

"He was quiet, almost shy," said J. Wynn Rousuck, the paper's former drama critic. "He was meticulous about his desk, his person and his written copy."

He was also the book review editor from 1967 to 1969 and spent much of his later career as the paper's art critic.

"He had a commitment to the Baltimore art scene," said artist Raoul Middleman. "Yet he was not sentimental or automatically accepting in his criticism. He expected something and kept the bar high. For him being an art critic wasn't a job. It was an act of pure conscience."

Mr. Middleman recalled his "refined sense of taste and natural elegance" and writing that "matured by the year and grew better and better."

Jay Fisher, of the Baltimore Museum of Art, recalled that Mr. Dorsey "truly believed that art had the power to transform and enlighten."

Mr. Dorsey was the author of several books, including a guide to local architecture.

"One day I showed John an architectural guidebook I had brought from Chicago, Chicago's Famous Buildings, and said, "We should do this in Baltimore." He said OK. I have to admit our first effort was a little rough, but A Guide to Baltimore Architecture has now been through three editions with the same authors, sold about 25,000 copies total," said Mr. Dilts, his friend and fellow reporter.

Mr. Dorsey also called himself "an admirer and student of H.L. Mencken" and edited On Mencken, published by Alfred Knopf in 1980. He also edited a 1974 booklet on Mencken's writing about food, architecture, food and politics in Baltimore.

In 2005 his last book, Look Again in Baltimore, a collaboration with architectural photographer James DuSel, was published.

After retiring, Mr. Dorsey served on committees for the Baltimore Museum of Art, including its Decorative Arts Accessions Committee and its Print, Drawing and Photograph Society.

He also sat on an advisory board of the Garrett Jacobs Mansion and the Friends of Mount Vernon Place.

He was the first winner, in 1974, of the A.D. Emmart Award for "journalism in the field of the humanities published in Maryland."

"During his time at The Sun, Baltimore's museums grew stronger, and the gallery scene more vibrant," said the Maryland Institute College of Art's president Fred Lazarus. "The artistic community grew as a result of his criticism."

A memorial service will be held at 1 p.m. April 19 at the Baltimore Museum of Art, Art Museum Drive.

Survivors include his partner of many years, Robert W. Armacost of Baltimore, and a cousin, Anne Deputy Stewart of Fort Myers, Fla.


04-13-2008, 07:27 PM
Roger E. Ross
Tuesday, May 22, 1951
Friday, April 11, 2008
12:30 p.m. - until service (2 p.m.), Thursday, April 17, 2008 @ Avance
Funeral Home
2 p.m., Thursday, April 17, 2008 @ Avance Funeral Home

Age 56, of West Chester, OH who was diagnosed with ALS in 2004 passed away on
Friday, April 11 at home. He was born May 22, 1951 in Wichita, KS, the son of
Calvin and Arlene (nee Burton) Ross. On July 12, 1986 he married Deborah Watts.
Roger was proud to have worked for Harrington Industrial Plastics for the past
18 years.
He is survived by his wife of 21 years, Deborah Watts of West Chester, OH;
parents, Calvin and Arlene (nee Burton) Ross of Wichita, KS; brother, Kent (Ann)
Ross of Denver, CO; niece, Aimee Ross; nephew, Derek Ross and their families;
mother and father-in-law, Laura and Stanley Watts of Columbus, IN; 3
sisters-in-law; and 1 brother-in-law and their families:
Visitation will be 12:30 p.m. until time of service (2 p.m.), Thursday,
April 17 at the Avance Funeral Home & Crematory, Fairfield. Memorials may be
made to The ALS Association of Central & Southern Ohio, 1170 Old Henderson Rd.,
Suite 221, Columbus, OH 43220 866-273-2572 (toll free) - 614-273-2573 (fax) -
alsohio@... Condolences at avancefuneralhome.com.

Avance Funeral Home
4976 Winton Rd.
Fairfield, OH 45014
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04-14-2008, 05:25 AM
Betsy B. McLaren | Secretary and Volunteer, 77
Betsy Bollmann McLaren, 77,of Exton, a retired secretary and hospital volunteer, died of complications from amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, or Lou Gehrig's disease, April 2 at Miller Health Care Center in Kankakee, Ill. She had been living in Illinois since January to be near family.
Mrs. McLaren grew up in Midlothian, Ill. In 1951 she married her high school sweetheart, Charles E. McLaren Jr. The couple raised four children in Midlothian. In 1976 they moved to Exton, where he took a position with Conrail and she went to work for Johnson Matthey Inc. in Wayne. She retired in 1996.

Mrs. McLaren had been a member of the Chester County Hospital Women's Auxiliary. She enjoyed shopping, reading, and spending time outdoors walking, gardening, and watching birds in her backyard, her son Brian said.

In addition to her husband and son, she is survived by another son, Kevin; daughter Kathleen Wilson; and a sister; her son Charles died in 1983.

Services were private.

Memorial donations may be made to ALS Hope Foundation, 219 N. Broad St., Philadelphia 19107.

04-14-2008, 04:10 PM
Obituary - Joan L. Parks


Joan L. Parks, 55, of Parker, died at10:30 a.m. Saturday, April 12, 2008, in her residence following a two and a half year battle with Lou Gehrig's disease (ALS).

Born in Oil City Sept. 4, 1952, she was the daughter of the late Leonard "Bud" and Frances Joan Latschaw Confer.

She was Protestant by faith.

She was a 1970 graduate of Allegheny-Clarion Valley High School at Foxburg.

Mrs. Parks was employed many years at the Parker branch of Citizens National Bank (now NexTier) as custodian, as well as working for many area families doing housekeeping. She also served as caregiver for several Parker residents confined to their homes due to illness.

In 2006, the Parker Recreation Committee embarked upon a 13-year plan of selling Christmas tree decorations. Mrs. Parks' work of design appears on the 2006-07 issues, and will appear on the remaining 11 decorations in the future years. Knowing her working time of artistry was limited, she worked diligently so the committee would have these treasures to earn money for local projects.

In addition to caring for her husband and children, Mrs. Parks was known as a dedicated worker, artist, and writer of both prose and poetry. She was able to have two books of her poetry published, and countless families treasure notes written to them by her when ill health or ill fortune beset them.

In 2005 she was presented recognition by Parker Rotary for selfless time and effort given to Parker City and residents. That same year, she was presented recognition by Parker City Volunteer Department for Outstanding Community Service. In 2006, she was recognized by Parker Fire Department as Citizen of the Year, as well as receiving recognition from the state House of Representatives as Citizen of the Year through the efforts of Rep. Fred McIlhatten.

She enjoyed bird watching as well as working crossword puzzles.

Surviving are her husband: D. Scott Parks whom she married July 11, 1971; two sons: Mike Parks and wife Kristie of Parker and Kris Parks at home; one granddaughter: Mackenzie Parks of Parker; one sister, Terry Taylor of Smethport; and one brother, Alan Confer of Emlenton, and a number of nieces and nephews.

Friends may call from 2 to 4 and 7 to 9 p.m. Tuesday in the H. Jack Buzard Funeral Home, Wayne Street, Parker.

Funeral services will be held at 11 a.m. Wednesday in the funeral home with the Rev. Dan Myers, United Methodist Minister, officiating.

Interment will be in Parker Presbyterian Cemetery.

In lieu of flowers, the family suggests memorials be made to Parker Recreation Committee, in care of Mrs. Carol Bowser, P.O. Box 350, Parker, 16049.

04-15-2008, 07:22 AM
RICHARD LAWRENCE "LARRY" SCHLEICHER III, 57, of the West Keansburg section of HAZLET
April 15, 2008

RICHARD LAWRENCE "LARRY" SCHLEICHER III, 57, of the West Keansburg section of HAZLET, entered into eternal rest Friday, April 11, at home, surrounded by loved ones. Larry passed away from complications of Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis (Lou Gehrig's Disease). Mr. Schleicher was born in Middletown, N.Y. and moved to Hazlet in 1958. He worshiped at St. John's United Methodist Church, graduated with the class of 1968 at Raritan High School, and earned a bachelor's of science degree in elementary education at Trenton State College, and a master's degree in administration from Kean College. He had the distinct pleasure of working with many wonderful colleagues and teaching the students of Keansburg for over 30 years, often saying he learned as much from them as teaching them. Mr. Schleicher served for many years as the secretary of the Keansburg Teachers' Association, the treasurer for the Raritan High School Band Parents' Association and chairperson of St. John's Church Council. He most loved to sing in the Chancel Choir and the Men's Ensemble and enjoyed Bible study with the Friday Night Men's Group. He was a mission participant in Appalachia and Hurricane Andrew Relief in Florida repairing homes. Larry was an avid bicyclist, clocking many miles each day in the Bayshore area and in recent years could be seen on the Henry Hudson bike trail in his motorized chair traveling over 400 miles.

Predeceased by his father, Richard L. Schleicher Jr., he is survived by his devoted wife of 37 years, Linda Monington Schleicher; his beloved daughters and their husbands, Patricia and Timothy Regan of Keyport, and Penny and Mark Bryant of Palm Bay, Fla.; his cherished granddaughter, Elizabeth Ann Regan; his mother, Constance Coleman Schleicher Cappozella and stepfather Anthony Cappozella; a brother, Steven Schleigher and his wife Heather; a sister, Kathleen Burt and her husband Marc; his mother-in-law, Greta Vanderburgh; a brother-in-law, Roy Monington and his wife Kathy; a sister-in-law, Karen Barzano and her husband Thomas; and his dear nieces and nephews, Kimberly, Tony, Jillian, Eric, Joshua, Matthew, Andrew, Dee Dee, Hope, Kara, David, Adam, Micah, and Jaylen.

Family and friends will gather for a memorial service at 2 p.m. Sunday, May 4 at St. John's United Methodist Church, 2000 Florence Ave., Hazlet. Donations in Larry's name may be made to the Joan Dancy Foundation & PALS (People with ALS) Support Group, Riverview Medical Center, 1 Riverview Plaza, Red Bank, NJ 07701. John F. Pfleger Funeral Home, Middletown, is in charge of arrangements.

04-16-2008, 04:26 PM
Jayne Gest photo
Dr. Harold Harry Roberts lost his battle with ALS or Lou Gehrigs disease April 10 when he died at 59. Roberts, former superintendent of the Caesar Rodney School District, was a teacher and administrator in the CR district for 35 years.

Great leader, great person Harry Roberts dies at 59

By Jayne Gest
Staff writer

Dr. Harold Harry Roberts, 59, former superintendent of the Caesar Rodney School District, died April 10 of ALS, or Lou Gehrigs disease. Those in the education community and elsewhere quickly lauded Roberts for making a significant impact on the community and the state of Delaware.

As a tribute to Roberts memory, Gov. Ruth Ann Minner ordered the Delaware state flag be lowered to half-staff until after the funeral, Tuesday.

Diagnosed with ALS in May 2006, Roberts was forced to retire from his job as the district superintendent a year later after 35 years of being a teacher and administrator in the district.

Were all pretty devastated and cant believe how quickly this happened, said his wife Tricia Roberts on Friday. She reports her husband was his old self, right to the very end very stubborn and making jokes all the time.

He loved this community. He loved Caesar Rodney. But mostly he loved his family, she said. Roberts was proudest of being a grandfather to Elle, even with all the accolades he received throughout his career.

He received the states highest honor, The Order of the First State, from Minner at his retirement as well as being selected as Superintendent of the Year. Roberts also was selected by Dover Post readers as the Great Person for the year 2007.

Its certainly a loss to the school district and the entire state of Delaware, said CRs Superintendent Dr. Kevin Fitzgerald, who personally felt Roberts was a good friend and great mentor.

He made a large contribution to education throughout the state, but his loss will certainly be felt the most here in his home district, Fitzgerald said.

Roberts wrote in an email soon after he announced his retirement that he was proudest of being approachable throughout his career in education.

It was always my goal to be able to put my arm around the shoulders of any student in my school, no matter how surly, upset, macho or just downright difficult they were, he wrote. The fact that I was able to do that over 22 years as a building administrator is, to me, my greatest accomplishment. I think students allowed that, no matter how upset they were, because they understood that I cared about them, respected them and would treat them fairly.

Known for his athletic ability, compassion, hard work ethic and knack for cracking the right joke in tension-filled moments, Roberts spoke through a voice machine nicknamed Frank at last years CR graduation. He was an accomplished speaker who could bring a crowd to its feet, as he did last June. In addition, despite the heat and the effects of his illness he stood and shook every graduates hand as they crossed the stage.

A close friend, Assistant Superintendent Dr. Lou Ann Carlson, wrote in an email how Roberts emulated the values and work ethic of a great leader.

Abraham Lincoln once wrote, When you make it to the top, turn and reach down for the person behind you, she wrote. Harry always brought people up and helped them achieve a potential that was thought unreachable. He was our leader, our mentor, our teacher and our friend.

For Roberts obituary, click here.

04-17-2008, 01:24 PM
Norrie Loses Fight For Life
Apr 17 2008

FORMER Highland League footballer Norrie McArthur has lost his battle against motor neurone disease. He was 60.

Norrie played at both senior and junior level, including spells in the Highland League with Inverness Clachnacuddin, Ross County and Elgin City, and with Berwick Rangers in the Scottish League.

He was formerly principal teacher of PE at Waid Academy in Anstruther, Fife.

Norrie was first diagnosed with the incurable disease in 1996. He is survived by his wife, Margaret, son, Scott, and daughter, Suzie.


04-17-2008, 02:55 PM
Rita Rivers Ratcliffe
Rita Rivers Ratcliffe, born April 19, 1946, in Pawtucket, Rhode Island, died March 28, 2008 at Brandon Regional Hospital in Brandon, Florida. Rita was a 1964 graduate of Lord Botetourt High School. She was the loving daughter of Lucy Rivers, Nee Hill, and the late Edward Rivers. Beloved wife of 39 years to Jack Ratcliffe and dearly loved mother of Eric Ratcliffe (Michelle Neill) and Grant Ratcliffe (Catherine Scheer). Rita's greatest joy and greatest comfort were her three granddaughters, Erica, Hannah and Bridget Ratcliffe; beloved sister of Michael (Kathleen), Jimmy (Dee), Danny (Sue), Patty, and Scott (Tammy). Rita was the loving daughter-in-law of the late Thelma and James Ratcliffe, loving sister-in-law of the late Linda Burnette, Nee Ratcliffe and David Burnette. Rita was dearly loved and will be greatly missed by all her friends and family. Special thanks to her caregiver, Carolyn Washington, for her love and compassion throughout Rita's struggle with her illness. Long-suffering patient of ALS (Lou Gehrig's disease), Rita was cared for at home until the day before she died. She had many difficult moments throughout her illness, but was comforted by the care and affection shown to her by her husband Jack as well as her sons and their families. Rita's funeral was held on Monday, March 31, 2008 at Serenity Meadows Funeral Home in Riverview, Florida. In lieu of flowers, donations may be given to The ALS Association Florida Chapter, 3242 Parkside Center Circle, Tampa, Fla., 33619-0907.
Published in the Roanoke Times on 4/6/2008.

04-25-2008, 06:20 PM
pril 24, 2008
Farewell to a Dear Friend

I've just learned that Wayne Davis passed away at about 2:15 this afternoon. Wayne has been battling with Lou Gehrig's disease for the better part of probably 5 years, though he's only known about it for the last couple of years. He went into a coma last night, and died peacefully this afternoon. This picture is from our going away banquet at the Rose Bud Church of Christ in May of 2007 (there was a Hawaiian theme, if you couldn't tell).

Around March of last year, Wayne and I had a talk, and he let me know that he wanted me to perform his funeral. He was very open about the fact that his condition was terminal, and I've never seen someone face a horrible disease with any more courage than Wayne has.

The last time I spoke to him was about 3 weeks ago. As always, he was cheerful and encouraging. He never passed up an opportunity to let Carolina and me know that he loves us and is proud of us.

He was the quintessential cowboy. He loved horses and the outdoors. He was very indepenent, and I know he was so frustrated as his body had declined and he was no longer able to do most things for himself. For Carolina and I, he and his wife Ruby became our grandparents while we were in Arkansas with no family around. We love them like family. I've had a long time to get used to the idea that Wayne was going to leave us, and even now that I'm living so far away from them, this is still a tough loss. It won't be the same without him around.

He wanted very much for the other people at church to see what it means to face a terminal disease while standing firm on the hope and peace that can only come from God. I'll miss his good nature, his encouragement, and his constant chuckling...he managed to find something joyful in every situation.

For the rest of my life, part of my motivation to stay faithful to God is that I want to see my dear friend and brother Wayne again.

May the Lord bless you and keep you. We'll miss you so much.

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04-25-2008, 06:50 PM
In Memory of my friend Terry Hague

Terry and Janice and their dog Josie -
at the Walk to D'feet ALS in Oct. '03
in Waco, Texas - my home town.

Terry and myself
in Lubbock, Tx
at the Walk to D'feet ALS
in Oct. '01

My friend Terry died Saturday night, April 19, 2008 from ALS. I was called 5 minutes after Terry passed away.
I had talked to Janice that morning and she told me not to come - she would need me more later so I did as I wished and stayed home - not going to the hospital.
I met Terry and Janice about 10 years ago - soon after Terry was diagnosed withe ALS - Lou Gehrig's disease. We met at an ALS support group meeting in Arlington and quickly became friend. Both Terry and Janice had a great out look on life, always joking.
Janice tried to raffle Terry off at several fund raiser for ALS but no one would take him. Although she would never really give him away!
One weekend she gave Terry to me for a day - Janice and Terry picked my up and she took Terry and I to DFW airport and we flew to Lubbock for the Walk to D'feet ALS which we were on the committee for - being on the newly formed board of the ALS Association North Texas Chapter. I had friends who met us at the airport and took us to the walk site and at the end of a vary long and tiring but fun day my son, Brad, picked us up at DFW airport on our return trip. On our return trip Terry pointed out the land below -- describing the different things we could see from the air and why they were that way.
For two years Janice and Terry went to Waco with me, monthly, as we organized the Walk to D'feet ALS in Waco. If Janice could not go Terry would go with me. Such great friends. Always there when I needed them.
Terry was my computer buddy - coming over to help me with my computer when needed. Making DVD's to be used at our Kick Off events for the Walks and helping me with all sorts of computer problems.
Terry was the only person with ALS Marcie ever wanted to meet - which she did - several time as he helped me with my computer at my house.
I will miss his great smile and his laugh. Last time I saw them they were eating ice cream at Costco - when I bent down to give him a hug I hit the controls of his power chair and moved his chair - he said that happens all the time and we had a good laugh from that.
My dear friend will be missed by many people but especially his sweet wife Janice and myself. But he is smiling now and walking and his fingers are straight and always will be.
Written Monday April 20, 2008
Terry's service was today - Wed. April 23.
It was said at his service that ALS is not only Lou Gehrig's disease - it is Terry's disease , Marcie's disease, Janice's disease and Linda's disease (myself) etc... meaning ALS not only effects the person whose body ALS takes over but every member of the family - and this is so true.
ALS is a monster disease with no cause, no cure and not even a treatment!


04-27-2008, 07:49 AM
RICHARD LAWRENCE "LARRY" SCHLEICHER III, 57, of the West Keansburg section of HAZLET
April 27, 2008

RICHARD LAWRENCE "LARRY" SCHLEICHER III, 57, of the West Keansburg section of HAZLET, entered into eternal rest Friday, April 11, at home surrounded by loved ones. Larry passed away from complications of amyotrophic lateral sclerosis "Lou Gehrig's disease."

Mr. Schleicher was born in Middletown, N.Y., and moved to Hazlet, in 1958. He worshipped at St. John's United Methodist Church, graduated with the Class of 1968 at Raritan High School, earned a bachelor of science in elementary education at Trenton State College and a master's degree in administration from Kean College. He had the distinct pleasure of working with many wonderful colleagues and teaching the students of Keansburg for more than 30 years, often saying he learned as much from them as teaching them. Mr. Schleicher served for many years as the secretary of the Keansburg Teachers' Association, the treasurer for the Raritan High School Band Parents' Association and chairperson of St. John's Church Council. He most loved to sing in the chancel choir and the men's ensemble and enjoyed Bible study with the Friday Night Men's Group. He was a mission participant in Appalachia and Hurricane Andrew Relief in Florida, repairing homes. Larry was an avid bicyclist, clocking many miles each day in the Bayshore area and in recent years could be seen on the Henry Hudson bike trail in his motorized chair traveling more than 400 miles.

He was predeceased by his father, Richard L. Schleicher Jr. He is survived by his devoted wife of 37 years, Linda Monington Schleicher; beloved daughters and husbands Patricia and Timothy Regan of Keyport, and Penny and Mark Bryant of Palm Bay, Fla., cherished granddaughter, Elizabeth Ann Regan; mother, Constance Coleman Schleicher Capozella and stepfather Anthony Capozella; brother, Steven Schleicher and his wife Heather; sister, Kathleen Burt and her husband Marc; mother-in-law, Greta Vanderburgh; brother-in-law, Roy Monington and his wife Kathy; sister-in-law Karen Barzano and her husband Thomas; and his dear nieces and nephews, Kimberly, Tony, Jillian, Eric, Joshua, Matthew, Andrew, Dee Dee, Hope, Kara, David, Adam, Micah and Jaylen.

Family and friends will gather for a memorial service at 2 p.m. Sunday, May 4, at St. John's United Methodist Church, 2000 Florence Ave., Hazlet, (732) 264-1236. Donations in Larry's name may be made to the Joan Dancy Foundation & PALS People with ALS Support Group, Riverview Medical Center, 1 Riverview Plaza, Red Bank, NJ 07701. Please contact Pfleger Funeral Home (732) 671-1326 for more information.

05-01-2008, 09:26 PM
Frank R. Riddle


Frank R. Riddle, 59, of 3 Little Pine Place, Franklin, died at 9:39 a.m. Wednesday, April 30, 2008, after a courageous battle with ALS (Lou Gehrigs Disease).

Born June 20, 1948, in Franklin, he was a son of the late Frank Day Riddle and Barbara Sibley Riddle Daniels.

He was a 1966 graduate of Franklin High School. He received his bachelors degree and his LL.D. from the University of Pittsburgh.

Mr. Riddle began his professional career with Gent, Daniels and Thompson in 1973. In 1980 he opened his own practice. For several years he was privileged to practice law with his stepfather, Robert Y. Daniels. Riddle was a member and past president of the Venango County Bar Association.

He has been an active member of the Grace Lutheran Church since 1974. He served the church as assistant minister, catechist, Sunday school teacher, past president of church council and Eucharistic minister. He was also a lay minister and preached in many area churches. Before his illness he entered the TEEM program in preparation for becoming a minister.

Active in the community, Mr. Riddle was a member of the Franklin Elks Lodge, the Franklin Rotary Club, was a past president of the Franklin Club and past member of the Franklin Civic Operetta Board, and he delighted audiences with various roles in FCO productions.

Frank was well known for always having a joke to tell. He particularly enjoyed the times spent with his children, grandchildren and his study for the ministry.

On April 26, 1969, he married the former Judy Schilling, who survives along with a son, Brian T. Riddle and his wife, Kristine, of Greenville; a daughter, Rebecca Kristen and her husband, Greg, of McKeesport; and three grandchildren, Elias Mohr of Boston, Mass., and Liam and Virginia Riddle, both of Greenville.

Survivors also include his mother, Barbara Daniels of Sun City West, Ariz.; a brother, Robert Daniels and his wife, Pam, of Glendale, Ariz.; a sister, Leslie Ginter and her husband, Bryan, of Sacramento, Calif.; and four nieces, Cassandra and Chelsey Daniels of Glendale, Ariz., and Ashley and Rochelle Ginter of Sacramento, Calif.

Also surviving are special friends, Rodger and Peggy Lore of Franklin, and many aunts, uncles and cousins.

He was preceded in death by his father, stepfather and twin brother, Douglas Sibley Riddle.

Friends will be received from 7 to 9 p.m. Saturday and 2 to 5 and 7 to 9 p.m. Sunday in the Huff Chapel, 312 W. Park St.

Funeral services will be held at 11 a.m. Monday in the Grace Lutheran Church, 737 Elk Street, Franklin, with the Rev. Timothy L. Alleman, pastor of the church, officiating.

The family suggests memorial donations be made to ALS Association, W. Pa-WV Chapter, 416 Lincoln Ave., Pittsburgh, 15209; MDA ALS Division, 3300 E. Sunrise Dr., Tucson, Ariz. 85718; or the Grace Lutheran Church, 737 Elk Street, Franklin, 16323.

05-03-2008, 07:54 AM
Blackmun was 'ahead of her time'
5/3/2008 7:22:35 AM
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By Dawn Schuett

Post-Bulletin, Rochester MN

Lifelong friends of Susan Blackmun admired the intelligence, courage and compassion of the woman they considered "ahead of her time."

Blackmun, the youngest daughter of the late U.S. Supreme Court Justice Harry A. Blackmun and his wife, Dorothy, was 58 when she died April 15 at her Orlando, Fla., home. Two years ago, she was diagnosed with amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS), also called Lou Gehrig's disease.

Dagny Bilkadi met Susan "Susie" Blackmun when the two were just in nursery school in Rochester. During their childhood years, they formed strong bonds with each other's families.

"She was the kind of person who once she knew you and loved you, she would get to know your whole family and love them," said Bilkadi, who was known as Beth Svien when she graduated with Blackmun from Mayo High School in 1967.

Even as a girl, Blackmun's daring spirit was obvious, along with her love for animals and nature. Blackmun played with the pet mice that Bilkadi got as a birthday gift one year, crawled over a barbed wire fence into a pasture to sing to cows and convinced Bilkadi and two other friends to sign up for a wilderness program in Ely, Minn., the summer after their junior year.

"I think she was the most adventurous, rebellious one in her family," said Bilkadi who now lives in Mahtomedi, Minn. "Even so, she was well loved."

Blackmun graduated from DePauw University in Greencastle, Ind., in 1971, two years before her father wrote the Supreme Court decision in Roe v. Wade that legalized abortion nationwide.

"I always thought that she and her sisters were the reason that we have Roe v. Wade because they were very strong women at a time before women really spoke out, but they did," said friend Michael Pappas of Rochester. "I thought they were great for the women's movement -- the whole family."

After working as a research psychologist at the Naval Medical Research Institute in Maryland and learning to dive despite encountering discrimination, Susan Blackmun left the country to sail the Mediterranean, Caribbean and South China seas.

Once she returned to the United States, she moved to Orlando, where she worked as a freelance medical writer and nature photographer, according to the Orlando Sentinel newspaper. She also got involved with an animal rescue organization, helping squirrels, opossums and other animals in the aftermath of hurricanes.

No matter where her journeys took her, she stayed in touch with friends, many of whom live in Rochester.

"Rochester was always home to her," said her sister Sally Blackmun of Winter Park, Fla. "We loved coming back and visiting our friends still around."

When Pappas saw Susan Blackmun, they talked about old times, relationships and the challenges of parenthood.

"I don't know that she was so much rebellious as ahead of her time and intelligent, and just a friend everybody would want to have that would not judge you but would just be pretty black and white about things and then you'd be laughing about it," Pappas said.

Through her battle with ALS, Blackmun remained upbeat and even organized "living wakes" to spend quality time with friends, Bilkadi said.

"I was just in awe of her and her courage," she said.

Blackmun is survived by her husband, William Hay Brown of Orlando; daughter, Kaia Blackmun Brown of Minneapolis; and two sisters. Sally A. Blackmun of Winter Park and Nancy C. Blackmun of Framingham, Mass.

05-05-2008, 03:21 PM
Rudolph R. 'Rudy' Quackenbush -- Rochester
5/5/2008 9:40:02 AM

ROCHESTER -- A memorial service for Rudolph R. "Rudy" Quackenbush will be at 6 p.m. Tuesday at Macken Funeral Home in Rochester.

Mr. Quackenbush, of Rochester, died Saturday (May 3, 2008) at his residence, of amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS).

He was born in Red Bank, N.J. On Jan. 14, 1985, he married Alisa Krizan in Zanesville, Ohio. The couple resided in Asheville, N.C., and moved to Rochester on September 1, 1998. He worked as a food service director; his wife is a registered dietitian and patient food service manager with Mayo Clinic. Mr. Quackenbush was also active in Mayo Clinic Volunteer Services and was president from 2006 to 2007. He was also a culinary chief and loved cooking and spending time at his cabin in Hayward, Wis.

He is survived by his wife; a son, Rudolph C. of Hagerstown, Md.; and two brothers, Al of Calabash, N.C., and Jack of Houston, Texas. Other survivors include a granddaughter, Julie Quackenbush of Hagerstown; and a daughter-in-law, Anita Whitesides of Hagerstown. He was preceded in death by two brothers, a daughter and a son.

Friends may call an hour before the service at Macken Funeral Home.

The family prefers memorials to the ALS Chapter of Minnesota or Mayo Hospice.

05-06-2008, 06:52 AM

As a child -- which was not very long ago -- Sarah Beth ran around our Highlands neighborhood in a dress, the prettier and the frillier the better.

A family friend remembers her on an early camping trip at Red River Gorge, her father lugging the backpack up the trail as Sarah Beth, 4, scampered along in a pink dress.
"She always was a girlie girl," one friend recalled to laughter among those assembled April 13 for her funeral.

At age 22, Sarah Beth Adkins died on April 10, less than a year after she had been diagnosed with amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS) -- which is better known as Lou Gehrig's disease, named after the New York Yankees' first baseman who died in 1941 from the neurodegenerative illness. There is no known cause and no cure.

There was a little laughter, but far more tears, among the relatives, friends and neighbors who attended the service at Thomas Jefferson Unitarian Church.

Sarah Beth's parents, both medical professionals, were forced to watch helplessly as the disease that had stricken their daughter last summer robbed her of strength, speech and, finally, her ability to breathe. Her mother, Sheila Ward, is a nurse midwife and teacher at the University of Louisville, who specializes in helping women deliver healthy babies. Her father, Phil Adkins, a physical therapist, helps people recover strength and skills lost to injury or illness.

At the funeral, the Rev. Elwood Sturtevant described ALS as a very "cruel disease," and none in the overflow crowd that had gathered for the service on a chilly, dreary Sunday afternoon would disagree. Friends and relatives who spoke described a bright, sweet and compassionate child who, as she grew up, possessed an innate ability to inspire and delight.

Her friends recalled these events:

• Sneaking out of Sarah Beth's bedroom window onto the roof on sleepovers to watch the stars (a revelation that left her father shaking his head in disbelief).

• Becoming best friends for life in grade school after an initial battle over crayons.

• Aggravating her older brother, Stanley, whom Sarah Beth and friends could always count on to entertain and make them laugh.

• And, upon earning her driver's license at age 16, bumping the family van into a post with no discernible damage -- and Sarah Beth ordering her girlfriend never to tell her parents because they will never let me drive again!

The friend obeyed until the funeral, when she revealed the story to everyone present, including Sarah Beth's parents, who laughed while they cried.

I don't think anyone missed the point that Sarah Beth won't be driving again. But here is what she is doing. Sarah Beth Adkins is the inspiration for many friends, family and neighbors to join in the annual Louisville ALS walk Saturday.

Reporter Deborah Yetter can be reached at (502) 582-4228.


05-06-2008, 09:04 AM
Irish sport mourns loss of Paul Magee
The Irish sports community will be saddened by the untimely death on Saturday of Paul Magee (51) -- son of broadcaster Jimmy -- who had been struggling with Motor Neurone disease.

Paul played for Shamrock Rovers, Finn Harps and St Pat's and was involved in cross-country running and Gaelic football before his tenpin bowling days, when Paul regularly captained the Irish bowling team, invariably as the top scorer.

In his professional life, he was an integral part of the RTE Radio broadcasting team for 20 years, reporting from racetracks at home and abroad.

Sincere sympathy is extended to his devoted family and a large circle of friends.

05-07-2008, 06:41 AM
Luis Enrique Cebrian

Luis Enrique Cebrian Died on Monday March 3, 2008, after a lengthy and heroic 14 year battle with ALS, Lou Gehrig's disease. Luis Enrique Cebrian was born in Madrid on May 4, 1933 to Louis de Laveaga Cebrian and Katharine Crofton Cebrian, Americans residing in Spain at the time. Because they were known royalists, during the unrest leading up to the Spanish Civil War, they were targeted by the Communist Republicans who controlled Madrid. At one time while staying in a hotel they were occasionally machine-gunned; Luis and his brother were placed in a bathtub with a mattress over them. They were rescued by the German Embassy and sent to San Francisco. His parents joined them later in the USA. He grew up in Napa and San Francisco where they had homes. He attended school in St. Helena and boarding schools in Peru, Portland and Canada. He served two years in the army and then returned to Spain where he completed his medical studies using the GI Bill of Rights. He graduated with honors in 1962 and worked for three years in the Madrid University hospital where he instituted a peritoneal dialysis unit. During this time, he also worked on a cruise ship for several months of the year cruising between England and the Caribbean. His philosophy was always that he would enjoy life while his body was still young, instead of waiting until he retired old and decrepit. So he moved to London (which was at that time swinging London). He improved his medical knowledge by taking training jobs in London teaching hospitals for 7-8 months of the year. He studied geriatrics where geriatrics really started at the West London Hospital, long before it became fashionable. The rest of the year he traveled. He said that he had swum in all seven oceans and seen at least some of each of the five continents. During this time, he met his wife, Valerie, in 1971 on Mykonos, a Greek island where he had a disastrous investment in a nightclub, which ended in a Greek lawsuit. He always said it was a great investment, as he learned about unscrupulous partners and met his wife. He returned to the United States in 1981 to practice family medicine and geriatrics in Chico until forced to retire by Lou Gehrig's disease (amyotrophic lateral sclerosis) in 1998. During this time, never one to complain about the way ALS ravaged his body, he sought to counsel others suffering the same fate. He was most generous of heart and mind and though in a wheelchair for the last eight years he never let that deter him from traveling several times to Europe. He is survived by his wife of 29 years, Valerie; brother-in-law, Ian Hamer and his wife Judy; nephew, Christian Cebrian and his wife Amy; nieces, Cairo Gregor and her husband Michael, and Morgan Grossman and family; a nephew in Germany, Jose Cebrian and his wife Brigitte; and two nephews in England, Carl and his wife Kate, and Ross Homer. Also survived by many loyal friends who have helped him in various ways, with their love, laughter and support. A Visitation will be held Thursday, March 6th, 5-8PM at Bidwell Chapel followed by a Mass of Christian burial on Friday, March 7th, 10:30AM at St. John the Baptist Catholic Church in Chico.

05-09-2008, 07:41 AM
Jennifer A. "Jenny" (Pucci) Fischer, 37, of Rochester, died Tuesday at her residence of A.L.S. (Lou Gehrig's disease). Ranfranz & Vine Funeral Homes, Rochester.


05-09-2008, 08:15 AM
Samuel P. Buonavolonta
Friday, May 9, 2008

Star Beacon

CONNEAUT Samuel P. Buonavolonta, age 67, of Conneaut, Ohio, died at his home, Tuesday morning, May 6, 2008, from complications of A.L.S. (Lou Gehrigs disease).

Born Jan. 13, 1941, in Ashtabula, Ohio, he was an adopted son of Vito and Stella (Nappi) Buonavolonta.

Samuel was a Veteran of the U.S. Army, and was employed for 43 years, at Ashtabula Rubber Company.

He enjoyed golfing, swimming, doing lawn work, and being with his grandchildren.

Survivors include two daughters, Tammie (David) Hatfield of Conneaut, and Traci (Arthur) Bearce of Monroe Twp.; five grandchildren, Ashley Million, Anthony and Andrew Hatfield, and Samantha and Brian Bearce; and a brother, James (Mary) Buona of Chandler, Ariz.

He was preceded in death by his mother Carmel; his adopted parents, Vito and Stella; brother, Jack Mecci; and sister, Judy (Buonavolonta) Jones.

A private Memorial Service, for the immediate family, will be held at the MARCY FUNERAL HOME AND CREMATION CENTER, 208 Liberty St., Conneaut, Ohio.

Contributions may be made to the family. Envelopes are available at the Funeral Home.

Condolences at www.marcyfuneralservices.com

05-09-2008, 02:11 PM

Ted championed his cause to the very end
9/05/2008 8:32:00 PM

JUST days after penning an impassioned plea to New South Wales Health Minister Reba Meagher to improve support for research into motor neurone disease and make organ donation an easier process, Blayney Mayor Ted Wilson has succumbed to MND.
Cr Wilson passed away in his sleep at his home in Neville late Thursday night. He was 72.

Cr Wilson was diagnosed with MND late last year, just weeks after being re-elected mayor.

Blayney Shire Council general manager Andrew Roach said Cr Wilson was elected to Blayney Shire Council at a by-election in 1993 and held the position of deputy mayor on several occasions until becoming mayor in September 2005.

Cr Wilson wrote to Health Minister Meagher on April 29. In what was to prove a tragically accurate premonition, the opening paragraph said: "My health has deteriorated quickly, and I fear that by the time you respond to my letter, I may have passed."

He went on to explain to Ms Meagher that he was writing to request "long overdue and very necessary support to Associate Professor Matthew Kiernan and his team of researchers from the Motor Neurone Disease Research Institute of Australia".

"Associate Professor Kiernan has the leading program for MND sufferers in Australia, based at the Prince of Wales Hospital, yet he continues to struggle with the bureaucracy within the hospital system you and your government continue to support, as an impediment to patients in great distress," he wrote.

"I call upon you, as minister for health, to review the services required by Associate Professor Kiernan to provide patients of MND a much better service in the immediate future, and access to resources which will make their treatment more accessible and easier."

Cr Wilson also addressed the issue of organ donation.

"I have been a life long advocate of organ donation and have found it very difficult to arrange," he said.

"At great personal difficulty I have arranged the organ donation through my specialists and have donated my brain and spine to further the research of MND, with little to no help for this service in the Central West.

As a state, we have made this community service very difficult for many to participate [in], and improve the end goal, of saving more lives.

"I have made the personal commitment to bettering someone else's life.

"I beg you to convince your government to finally right this wrong and provide organ donation services to residents in NSW, in accordance with a national standard. NSW currently has the lowest rate of organ donation in Australia."

Cr Wilson is survived by his wife Betty, sons Rex and Mark and their wives, Lucy and Dorraine and his four grand children.

In his final days, Cr Wilson created a trust fund to raise much-needed funds for MND research.

His funeral will be held on Thursday at The Goods Shed, Neville Siding, 15 Crouch Street Neville from a11am.

In lieu of flowers, the family has requested donations for Cr Wilson's trust fund be forwarded by Blayney Shire Council.

05-12-2008, 02:17 PM
John David Swan

Published on Monday, May 12, 2008

John David Swan, 56, died in Santa Rosa, Calif., on Saturday, April 19, 2008, of Lou Gehrigs Disease.

He was the son of Walter James (deceased) and Deloris Cavell Swan of Bisbee, Ariz. John attended high school in Bisbee until he volunteered for the Marine Corps Air Wing to serve in Vietnam.
John is survived by his wife, Natalia Swan of Santa Rosa; his three children from a previous marriage, Israel and Matt of Marquette, Mich., and Megan Gilles of Milford, N.H.; seven siblings, Jim, Jerry, Charlotte Taylor, Carol Ann Price, Alan, Linda Olsen and Merri Lou Martin; and eight grandchildren.

A memorial service will be held on Saturday, May 17, 2008, at 1 p.m. at The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, 611 Melody Lane, in Bisbee.

05-13-2008, 06:56 AM
Kathy Krabbenschmidt: Designed golf course in Grand Prairie

12:00 AM CDT on Tuesday, May 13, 2008
By JOE SIMNACHER / The Dallas Morning News

Kathy Krabbenschmidt had been a Hollywood magician, a champion pool player and a hand model before she designed and built her 17-hole, par-3 golf course in Grand Prairie.

Although she had made a living at a variety of jobs, Ms. Krabbenschmidt had a passion for architecture and art, which she was able to express in her golf course design.

"She loved architecture and art in general," said her daughter, Angel Adamson of Grand Prairie.

Ms. Krabbenschmidt, 56, died April 27 at her Grand Prairie home of complications of Amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, often called Lou Gehrig's disease.

A memorial service will be at 6 p.m. Wednesday at Fun City Golf Center, her Grand Prairie golf course.

Ms. Krabbenschmidt was earning a bachelor's degree in architecture from the University of Texas at Arlington when she became ill about five years ago.

In August 2005, she was diagnosed with ALS.

"She had been sick for a year and a half before that, but she didn't know what she had," Ms. Adamson said.

Ms. Krabbenschmidt used a walker to attend her last year of classes and graduate, her daughter said.

She was born in Orange County, Calif., but grew up in Japan and San Francisco, traveling with her father's transfers as a Navy engineer.

She earned a bachelor's degree in psychology from San Francisco State University.

She married Howard Adamson and became a blackjack dealer in Lake Tahoe for four years.

Ms. Krabbenschmidt then moved to Los Angeles, where she became a magician.

She performed at the Magic Castle, a magicians' gathering place, and private parties, her daughter said.

"She was a hand-and-card specialist, what's called sleight of hand," her daughter said. "Within five years, she was actually one of the top magicians in Hollywood.

"She performed at Oscar parties and many other Hollywood events," her daughter said.

Ms. Krabbenschmidt had also worked as a hand model and did hand shots that included the television series Dallas.

Ms. Krabbenschmidt's hands were also used in commercials, including the "Incredible Edible Egg" promotion.

"It's back out," Ms. Adamson said of the commercial. "There are the two hands holding the egg; that's her hands."

Ms. Krabbenschmidt divorced in 1975.

She became a touring pool player before moving to Grand Prairie in 1988 to take over her brother's video store, Rent-A-Movie, in Town Square on Pioneer Parkway, a retail development her father had built.

While she was running the video store, Ms. Krabbenschmidt began designing and building the golf course on her father's property on Interstate 20.

"She designed and built it herself," her daughter said. "She was hands-on in building that golf course."

Ms. Krabbenschmidt served on the Grand Prairie Planning and Zoning Commission for several years.

In addition to her daughter, Ms. Krabbenschmidt is survived by two sisters, Lisa Evik of Burbank, Calif., and Janeen Jensen of Del Mar, Calif.; two brothers, Jon Krabbenschmidt of San Mateo, Calif., and Dale Krabbenschmidt of San Diego; her parents Henry and Pegeen Krabbenschmidt of Hillsboro, Calif., and one grandchild.

Memorials may be made to a college-expense trust for her grandson, Henry Jacob Adamson at Wells Fargo Bank.


05-16-2008, 06:44 AM
BRAVE FIGHT: Lee Smart who died this week, pictured with his family of wife Jenny and children Liam, three, Luke, two-and-a-half, Casey Louise, four, Brandon, seven.

Brave Lee loses fight for life

Published Date: 15 May 2008
By Staff Copy

A BRAVE father-of-four who suffered from a muscle-wasting disease has died just two weeks after renewing his wedding vows.
The Express featured the inspirational story of Lee Smart in last weeks issue, after he organised the special ceremony for his wife Jenny at the Pontefract Prince of Wales Hospice, where he was receiving respite care for motor-neurone disease.

Sadly the 28-year-old died the day the paper came out, from pneumonia.

His doting wife Jenny, 29, this week paid tribute to his bravery in dealing with the debilitating disease as well as her shock at his sudden death.

She said: It was a really big shock because he had been all right on Wednesday. He just went downhill on the evening and died at Barnsley Hospital at 5am on Thursday.

But he isnt in any pain any more and I think hes in a better place now.

Lee showed bravery from when he was first diagnosed.

Even when he was in pain, he didnt want to tell anyone. When the children saw him in pain he tried not to be bothered about it.

He was as tough as bricks and always smiling.

He just tried to get on with his life. I was very proud of him.

It was very important that we managed to renew our vows. Im pleased that we did it that we had that together.

05-17-2008, 04:06 PM
Thomas J. Flatley, 76, real estate magnate and philanthropist, dies
May 17, 2008 01:16 PM
By Thomas C. Palmer Jr. and and Bryan Marquard, Globe Staff

Thomas J. Flatley, a frugal, driven Irish immigrant who rose from Army enlistee to real estate magnate and became one of the richest men in the United States, died early this morning, his family confirmed.

Mr. Flatley, who was 76 and lived in Milton, had been suffering from amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, more commonly known as Lou Gehrig's disease.

With determination and a strong Irish brogue, Mr. Flatley became a real estate king in the Boston area before there was a lot of competition, building a portfolio of suburban commercial properties once unrivaled in the region. He often said with pride that he did so without borrowing more than 40 percent of the value of his holdings.

"He just was the hardest-working guy there was," said Rob Griffin, president of Cushman & Wakefield of Massachusetts Inc., a commercial brokerage. "Morning, noon, and night, that was his passion, that was his everything. He was always thinking about adding to his portfolio. It wasn't for adding to his wealth, he never wanted to be idle. In his mind if he wasn't moving forward he was moving backward."

Renowned for working 80-hour weeks, Mr. Flatley drove his workers nearly as hard as himself and was known for making all key business decisions on his own. An employee once remarked that an order of new paper clips had to be approved by the boss.

While work motivated his life, Mr. Flatley also attended Mass daily at St. Agatha Church in Milton and enjoyed playing fast-paced handball games with the likes of former state attorney general Francis X. Bellotti.

Friends say Mr. Flatley had continued to work as much as possible during his illness, going into his office even after he needed the assistance of a wheelchair. He had sold two huge portfolios of residential and retail holdings over the last couple of years, at or near the peak of the market.

"When I leave this world, I don't take anything with me," he told the Globe in 1990 for a profile. "I wind up with 36 square feet."

Born in 1921, he grew up on his family's 25-acre farm in County Mayo, a poor rural region of Western Ireland. He moved to New York at age 19, and enlisted in the US Army for two years, then moved north to Boston. He ran a plumbing business for a few years and soon moved into real estate, building two Quincy apartment buildings with a total of 33 units in 1958.

Though developing commercial buildings would make him rich, those first apartment buildings set the successful model for Mr. Flatley's lifelong strategy. Eschewing the hassles and expense of urban projects, he built short, flat buildings in the suburbs, rather than monumental skyscrapers.

Mr. Flatley leaves his wife Charlotte, five children, and 18 grandchildren.

Funeral arrangements are pending.

05-20-2008, 07:34 PM
Billionaire Thomas J. Flatley Dies in Milton

05-21-2008, 08:47 AM
Go n-er an bthar leat, Tom Flatley.

The Patriot Ledger
Posted May 21, 2008 @ 06:30 AM
Last update May 21, 2008 @ 08:12 AM


Go n-er an bthar leat. Loosely translated, it means May the road rise with you.

Its part of an Irish blessing and one that is fitting in bidding Thomas Flatley farewell.

There likely are few people who have lived in this state for even the briefest of time who arent familiar with the Flatley name, on office buildings, hotels, apartments or malls.

But especially in our region, Tom Flatleys name grew in stature because of his largesse in supporting social causes that showed the Irish immigrant never forgot his roots and never departed from his churchs teachings about caring for his fellow man, especially those least able to care for themselves.

Flatleys life is the true American dream, one swathed in hard work, dedication to his family and fidelity to his religious beliefs.

While Flatley may have parlayed his work ethic, talent and intelligence into becoming one of the worlds richest men, those who saw him and his wife, the former Charlotte McLeod of Quincy, eating breakfast or lunch at a local establishment or at daily Mass at Miltons St. Agathas would never have guessed this was a man who could eat or live anywhere he wanted.

And he wanted to live here. We could never speak for Flatley and say it wasnt about the money but we can say, from our experience with his generosity in being an anonymous donor to our Lend A Hand fundraising, that Flatley knew the good his money could do.

His ideology may have leaned slightly right but his philanthropy knew no partisan bounds.

Whether it was millions to the Archdiocese in cash donations and buildings, chairing the commission that erected the Irish Famine Memorial in Boston or his never-wavering support of the homeless through his work with Father Bills Place, Flatley, in todays vernacular, paid it forward in a big way.

Flatley in the last year didnt see many of his old friends, as amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, more commonly known as Lou Gehrigs disease, sapped his strength and his vitality. Those closest to him said he never wanted to be a burden.

Flatleys legacy is secure and theres no doubt his charitable foundation will continue the work he started. As another Irish prayer says:

Don't grieve for me, for now I'm free!

I follow the plan God laid for me.

I saw His face, I heard His call,

I took His hand and left it all. . .

I could not stay another day,

To love, to laugh, to work or play;

Tasks left undone must stay that way.

And if my parting has left a void,

Then fill it with remembered joy. . .

Go n-er an bthar leat, Tom Flatley.


05-25-2008, 08:43 AM

She got even tiny plots to thicken
By Sally A. Downey

Inquirer Staff Writer

Nonya Stevens Wright, 75, of Berwyn, a landscape designer, died of amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, also referred to as Lou Gehrig's disease, on May 17 at home.
Mrs. Wright operated a landscape design business in Berwyn from the early 1970s until she retired in the late 1990s. Many of her clients lived at retirement communities in units with limited outdoor space. For them, she created miniature gardens that were described as "little jewels," said her husband, Minturn. If the clients became too frail to tend the gardens, he added, she did it for them.

She never recommended a plant that she couldn't grow, and experimented with numerous species on the couple's 31/2-acre property. "Every square inch was taken up," her husband said.

Mrs. Wright grew up in Chestnut Hill and graduated from Milton Academy in Massachusetts. She earned a bachelor's degree from Vassar College, where she studied the history of art and architecture. The subjects became a major focus in her life, her husband said.

The couple married in 1957. After their four children were in school, Mrs. Wright took horticulture and botany courses at Temple University's Ambler campus. She would have earned a master's degree, her husband said, but she refused to take the required chemistry course.

Mrs. Wright served on the board of the nonprofit Nicholas Newlin Foundation, which maintains Newlin Grist Mill and its 150 acres in Glen Mills. She also chaired the gardens and grounds committee.

She was very proud of her ancestor Joseph Smith Harris, who in the 1850s and 1860s surveyed the 49th parallel, which defines much of the U.S.-Canadian border. She donated Harris' papers to the Pennsylvania Historical Society.

Mrs. Wright enjoyed visiting museums and gardens on frequent travels abroad with her husband. She especially admired Japanese art and culture, he said.

Her ALS was diagnosed more than three years ago, and she volunteered for research programs to improve treatment. She hoped that her participation would benefit others and help lead to a cure, her husband said.

In addition to her husband, Mrs. Wright is survived by sons Minturn, Richard and Robert; a daughter, Marian; a brother; and eight grandchildren.

A memorial service will be held at noon June 7 at St. David's Episcopal Church, 763 S. Valley Rd., Wayne.

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05-26-2008, 04:32 PM
Uncommon Valor, the Life of Kedir Mohammed
Monday, May 26, 2008 at 9:43 AM.

On May 8, 2008 the man who devoted his life to the service of his country as a soldier for the aggrieved and the downtrodden finally gave up his valiant battle with Amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS), a scrooge that kept him bedridden for a couple of years. Kedir Mohammeds death ended his unyielding pursuit and the selfless commitment that he made as freshman at Haile Sellassie I University in the early nineteen sixties.

Kedir was born in 1953 in a place called Mekere at the district of Silti from his father Mr. Edris Abdulwahib and his mother, Mrs. Marima Ahmed. Kedirs father died when he was very young and he was raised by his uncle Hajji Mohammed Ahmed, a business man who lived at Wolkitie. Kedirs primary school education was at Wolkitie where he completed 6th grade and moved to Wolliso. After he completed 9th grade, his sister, Rewda Idris took him to Addis Ababa and enrolled him at Kotebe High School. At 11th grade Kedir passed an entrance examination to Beide Mariam, a prestigious School for seniors inside Haile Selassie I University (now Addis Ababa University) at Sidist Kilo. The proximity of Baide Mariam to the University gave Kedir an opportunity to live his dream of joining the progressive forces that challenged the monarchy and the feudal system that dispossessed and abused the Ethiopian peasant.

After Tilahun Gizaw, the iconic student leader and president of the University Students Union of Addis Ababa, was gunned down in 1969, Kedir with five of his fellow students escaped to Sudan to avoid persecution by the government. The monarchy accused Kedir and his friends of crime and attempted to get extradition from Sudan. The students were however granted a refugee status with the aid of UNCHR and Sudanese students. Kedir lived in Sudan for 8 years as a teacher until the monarchy was overthrown in 1974.

Even as a refugee, Kedir never ended his activism and the struggle for justice, human rights and equality of citizens of his country. He joined a budding organization that was cultivated by the Ethiopian students movement that culminated in the formation of the Ethiopian Peoples Revolutionary Party (EPRP). It is said that Kedir was one of the delegates that participated in the 1972 founding congress of the EPRP.

The Dergue that deposed the monarchy in 1974 offered amnesty to those who took refuge from the government of Haile Selassie and Kedir took the opportunity to return and continue his activism as an employee of መሬት ይዞታ, a state agency that dealt with land tenure. EPRP at this time has openly declared its existence by clandestinely distributing its political program and Kedir as a senior member of this organization was involved in implementing the Partys program. Working at መሬት ይዞታ opened many opportunities to Kedir who was a fervent fighter for Tilahun Gizaws and the Ethiopian students motto land to the tiller. It granted him unfettered access to the very people he adored and fought for- the rural subsistent farmer that constituted about 90% of the Ethiopian population.

EPRP made an advance of historical proportion by reaching all sectors of the Ethiopian population in very short time. Unfortunately, in due time, the EPRP was weakened by the assault of the military regime in the urban areas and by TPLF and EPLF in the North were its military wing had encamped. The Party also split due to an internal factional fighting, and this exposed influential leaders and party activists that were covertly functioning. Kedir at this time decided to disguise himself and hide in the Northern part of Ethiopia leaving Addis Ababa. Since he remained in the Partys structure, Kedir was delegated the task of facilitating the departure of EPRP members who were being pursued by the junta to join the military wing of the party. In 1977, a cadre that lived in Kedirs neighborhood in Addis while visiting the area where Kedir was hiding recognized him and informed the agents of the military government and Kedir was apprehended. He was taken to Addis Ababa and was imprisoned in the Fourth Army Division Headquarters in Addis Ababa and the main prison where he spent five years. Kedir was released from prison in 1982 when the military regime granted a pardon.

Kedir was unemployed for many years after his release from prison because the regime through an internal communiqu had banned the bureaucracy from hiring political detainees after their release. Kedir was however employed in 1985 by the Ethiopian standards (ደረጃ መዳቢዎች) and then at the internal revenue office of excise and Taxes. When TPLF/EPRDF took power in 1991, Kedir was promoted to a position of branch manager at office of excise and Taxes. He fell abruptly out of the TPLF/EPRDF grace when the group within the Southern Ethiopian political block participated in the first Paris Conference that was attended by many exiled organizations. Kedirs organization, the Guraghe Peoples Democratic front (ጉሕዴግ), and other organizations that constituted the Southern Ethiopian Peoples Democratic Coalition (SEPDC) were members of the transitional government at that time. However, SEPDC chose to withdraw from government when the party in power demanded the denouncement of the resolution of the Paris conference that criticized the party that usurped power from Mengistu. At this time TPLF/EPRDF falsely accused Kedir of corruption and imprisoned him. The courts however affirmed his innocence and set him free, but Kedir lost his employment.

In 1994 Kedir as SEPDC delegate participated in a meeting sponsored by the Carter Center and returned to Ethiopia after the meeting. But on his return to Ethiopia Kedir was harassed and ill-treated by the agents of the ruling party. His organization (SEPDC) at this time decided to send him outside of the country as the organizations foreign representative. Kedir had served at this capacity until his illness. Kedir was an ardent voice of Ethiopian unity and an advocate for a united front of Ethiopian opposition against the TPLF/EPRDF regime. He played a selfless role in the realization of the Rockville meeting that formed the Unity of Ethiopian Democratic Forces (UEDF). A representative of an organization that worked with Kedir for a year in organizing the Rockville conference gave the following testimonial: I have known Kedir since 2001. He was a true Ethiopian and I have observed him exerting untiring effort by sacrificing his resource, time and energy for the unity and prosperity of Ethiopia and Ethiopians. Kedir was truly very instrumental in bringing together about 15 Ethiopian opposition political parties to a table for a conference in Rockville, MD, USA. Another veteran of the Ethiopian student movement and a member of UEDF stated that Kedir was a man who lived to struggle for the cause of all Ethiopians whole-heartedly. We have lost a life-long fighter for equality and a democratic system. We miss him a lot.

Another person who has spent time with Kedir in prison from 1977 to 1982, and later worked with him as SEPDC representative gave the following testimony:

Kedir was respectful and loyal to his comrades. His most visible qualities that are in short supply among members of todays generation are commitment to peoples cause and willingness to help others. Kedir celebrated successes of others as if they were his own and his heart rejoiced when good things happen to others. His world has always been that of collaboration rather than competition and his friends have always been from the ranks of the ordinary people. He provided service to his people at no cost to them and he taught his friends through his modest life style and giving heart. Kedir lived and died loved, respected and honored. May his soul rest in peace!

Kedir was a man who had a strong spirit and vibrant personality that was never diminished by complaint or negative attitude. Those of us who knew him as a friend and colleague will not forget him. We will celebrate his life and will continue to demonstrate gratitude for his service. He will be sorely missed by a host of friends, family, and those who fought and suffered with him to bring good governance and justice for the Ethiopian masses.

May 24, 2008


05-27-2008, 12:39 PM
Heinz Krause lovingly remembered
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Heinz Krause
On December 25, 1935, Heinz Krause was born in Schivelbein, Germany. The first 20 years of life were a struggle for survival. Heinz, his mother Emma and brother Kurt endured starvation, invading armies and displacement to the west as refugees, with only a handwagon to carry their life’s possessions.

In 1945, they would settle temporarily in Penkun, East Germany, and were reunited with father Willi in 1948, who was only then released from a Russian prisoner-of-war camp.

It was there that Heinz began a four-year apprenticeship as a painter under Willi, a master painter. His “love of painting” was such that, although he completed the apprenticeship, he was very rarely seen with a paintbrush in hand again.

In 1952, after insulting the Communist Party, he and Willi decided that Heinz should leave East Germany immediately for the sector of Berlin controlled by the West, and he became a refugee once again. His parents followed shortly thereafter and they were placed in a refugee camp in Freiburg, West Germany.

Heinz always enjoyed the outdoors and spent much of his free time in Penkun on a farm and in Freiburg hiking through the Black Forest. So, in January, 1957, with very little money, he decided to follow his brother to Canada.

He traveled first by boat from Cuxhaven, Germany to Halifax, and then by train across Canada to BC. That was when he started to learn English. He eventually developed a very extensive vocabulary and could express himself better in English than German, but his accent always remained.

He joined Kurt in 100 Mile House where they lived in a small, cold shack and worked on the greenchain at the Taton Lumber Company. By 1959 they had saved up enough money to buy a couple of horses and the brothers headed into the mountains to search for gold.

After a few mishaps with the horses, heated arguments and empty stomachs, they decided to head in different directions.

Heinz had heard of a haying contract for Tex Hansen at Kleena Kleene and headed west over the Fraser River on horseback. When he finally arrived at Kleena Kleene, the haying was finished and Heinz had no work and no money.

He had no choice but to head back. As chance would have it, he was stung in the face by wasps and had to stop at Tatla Lake where, in exchange for his room and board, the Grahams gave him a job of milking cows and doing odd jobs.

He ended up staying the winter, responsible for feeding cattle. That winter he also shot squirrels and sold the pelts. Not only would he become an excellent marksman with a rifle, but he could bag grouse with a slingshot and pebbles.

Heinz’s desire to own land and become a rancher began to take shape, so he worked at various jobs in the ensuing years. In 1963, he bought a wild-hay meadow near Puntzi Lake and most years he supplemented the meager income from his growing ranch, to earn money to buy cattle, more land and machinery. He worked as a grader operator and a logger. He manually picked rocks on the Bella Coola Hill. He was a hunting guide, a trapper and a machinery operator on road construction crews, among other things. He learned quickly and was proud to work hard. He was also quite social and would drive or ride miles to attend dances and other community events. There was a time when it seems that he knew almost everyone between Anahim Lake and Riske Creek.

In 1965, Heinz met and married Helga, a Danish nurse who was working in Williams Lake. Helga was a great support to Heinz over the years as they transformed land at Puntzi Lake, once used as a small fishing resort, into a modest but smooth-running cattle ranch. They built their family home, converted a meadow into an irrigated hayfield and cleared land for grazing. In 1971, Helga finally got running water, although hot running water had to wait until 1975 when electricity came to Puntzi Lake. Heinz and other men from the community provided BC Hydro with the power poles.

When Heinz had a vision, he made it happen in his do-it-yourself way. Just as he taught himself English without a single course, he taught himself to weld, to work the land, to build structures, and not least of all, to fly. He had a life-long passion for flight and one winter in the early 1980’s, he bought a used Lazair Ultralight and with the frozen Puntzi Lake as a runway, one of his dreams came true.

In the summer he widened the ranch driveway with his bulldozer; downhill and out over the hayfield and lake, was the takeoff strip, and in over the hayfield and up the hill was the short landing strip. He wore out the heels of many rubber boots, his main form of brakes.

Heinz worked hard all his life. At 69 years he was still fighting forest fires with his bulldozer. At 70 he was showing young men how to build log snake fences. At 71 he was running the ranch and doing the haying in spite of growing weakness from illness.

Heinz enjoyed socializing and was always happy to give his opinion on topics ranging from haying to politics, from how to trap beaver to European history, and from hockey to classical music. Although he always preferred his meat and potatoes, and lots of it, he was game to try anything at least once. One didn’t have to agree with all his opinions to respect him. Stingy with praise and liberal with criticism, he had high standards when it came to work. As someone recently commented, “I can’t believe I’m 50 years old and worried what Heinz will think about how I’ve done this.”

In 2007, Heinz found himself getting progressively weaker and tiring more easily. Something was affecting his hands, speech and swallowing. He was diagnosed with amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS or Lou Gehrig’s disease). The nerve cells sending messages to his muscles were dying. There is no treatment, let alone cure. Heinz had a rapidly-progressing case that would impair his ability to breathe and swallow. An otherwise healthy, active man, he had never spent a night in hospital and hoped he never would. Heinz passed away at home on May 14, 2008, having spent the previous months with his family and friends. Heinz dealt with his illness in the same way that he had conducted himself throughout his life. He was very matter-of-fact and although he could not control the disease, he could control how he lived his final days. He did so with strength, courage and industriousness, not complaining nor seeking sympathy. He simply tried to ensure that his family and the ranch would be taken care of after he was gone. To the very end, he was active, giving instruction on how to run the ranch although he was very frustrated by his physical inability to “get in there and help”.

Heinz took great pleasure from the hours he was able to spend with his year-and-a-half-old grandsons, Erik Krause and Torsten Blodgett. One can only hope that they have inherited some of his intelligence, strength and work ethic. Heinz will be greatly missed by his wife Helga, his daughters Heide and Hanna and his son (Heinz) Tyson.

No memorial service, at Heinz’s request.

— December 25, 1935 -- May 14, 2008 —

05-27-2008, 06:16 PM
Terrye S. Terry
Terrye Sledge Terry, 60, passed from this life and went to be with her Lord at 12:17 p.m. May 25, 2008.

Visitation will be at Morrison Funeral Home, Tuscumbia, from 5-7 p.m. May 27, 2008.

A memorial service will be at First United Methodist Church, of Tuscumbia, at 11 a.m. May 28, 2008, followed by interment at Oakwood Cemetery in Tuscumbia. The Rev. Mike Pope will officiate.

Terrye was a native of Tuscumbia, a graduate of Deshler High School and Florence State University (UNA). She served as librarian of the Helen Keller Public Library for 13 years and later as assistant director of the Florence-Lauderdale Public Library. She was a member of First United Methodist Church, of Tuscumbia, but had many precious friends in other churches throughout the area. Through her work with libraries and children's programs at First United Methodist Church, of Leighton, she enjoyed being part of the lives of many wonderful children. She also loved animals and delighted in the beauty of God's world.

She was preceded in death by her mother, Cleo Gargis Sledge; her grandparents, Mr. and Mrs. Earl Gargis and Mr. and Mrs. Grady Sledge; special aunt, Ollie Clark; special cousin, Roland Clark; and other aunts, uncles and cousins.

She is survived by her devoted husband, Frederick Rand Terry, of Tuscumbia; and her much-loved family - parents, Mr. and Mrs. Ervin Sledge, of Barton; brothers, Randall Sledge, of Sheffield, and Tommy Sledge and wife, Kim, of Tuscumbia; nephews, Zachary Thomas Sledge and wife, Anna, of Cherokee, Michael Ivey and Jeremy Ivey, of Tuscumbia; niece, Julia Elisabeth Sledge, of Tuscumbia; and grand-nephew, Logan Thomas Sledge, of Cherokee. She is also survived by many wonderful cousins and friends who loved and encouraged her throughout her battle with Lou Gehrig's Disease.

Pallbearers will be Frank Henry, Jeremiah Holland, Gordon Isbell, Henderson King, Joseph King and Joseph Spangler.

Honorary pallbearers will be cousins, Doug Clark, Roger Collier, Haywood Ervin Lowery, Earl Posey, Danny Seahorn and Doug Sledge, and uncles, Eugene and Tommy Sledge.

The family extends its gratitude to Dr. James Ashmore and staff and to Teresa Cagle, Wanda Cobb, John Davis, Teresa Pool, Dana Scott, Molly Jones and Holley West, of Hospice of the Tennessee Valley, for the genuine love and kindness they showed Terrye as they cared for her during her illness. Special thanks to sister-in-law, Kim Sledge, for her care and love for Terrye.

In lieu of flowers, the family requests donations be made to the Florence-Lauderdale Public Library Digital Archive, which is dedicated to the preservation of the visual and oral histories of both Colbert and Lauderdale counties. Terrye was involved in the creation of the Archive, and the project remained close to her heart.

05-27-2008, 06:21 PM
Funeral service is May 31 for Craig Olson
May 27, 2008 - 10:07am Nancy Huddleston
Filed under: School news -- Prior Lake-Savage Area Top Stories

Craig Olson, former principal of Prior Lake High School, died Sunday, May 25, at the end of a long and courageous battle with ALS, Lou Gehrig's disease.

The visitation will be Saturday, May 31 from 9 to 11 a.m. in the gold gym at Prior Lake High School, 7575 W. 150th St., Savage. The funeral service will also be held at PLHS at 11 a.m. Light refreshments will be served after the service. Those attending the services are encouraged to carpool to the high school as a previously scheduled event will be taking place and parking will be limited.

District 719 Superintendent Tom Westerhaus visited Olson and his family shortly before his death on Sunday evening. On Monday morning, Westerhaus informed staff and parents of the news and reported that Olson died peacefully at his home, where he was surrounded by his wife, Mary Stuesser, their children, Bryn and Ian, and several other family members and friends.

Over the weekend, the school district made grief counselors available for staff and will continue to do so on an as-needed basis. PLHS students have also been informed of the death of Olson and grief counselors are also available to them.

Olson began as an assistant principal at Prior Lake High School in 1986. In 1992 he became the interim principal of Hidden Oaks Middle School. In 1994 he became the principal of PLHS. Olson took a leave of absence in October of 2006 after being diagnosed with ALS. His wife, Mary Stuesser, is a kindergarten teacher at Edgewood School.

05-27-2008, 06:31 PM
Russell Y. Garth, 62; Advocate for Disabled

Russell Garth was with the Council of Independent Colleges. (Family Photo -

Russell Y. Garth, 62, who devoted his career to improving and reforming postsecondary education and who also advocated on behalf of people with developmental disabilities, died May 15 at his home in Arlington. He had complications of amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, also known as Lou Gehrig's disease.

Since 1987, Mr. Garth served as executive vice president of the Council of Independent Colleges and was responsible for program planning and administration.

He also developed the annual Presidents Institute into the country's largest gathering of college and university presidents. He planned the programs for the conference, a major professional development event for many small-college presidents.

Mr. Garth was a mainstay of the Council of Independent Colleges and helped build the number of colleges in its membership to 600 from 200. He also was the point of reference for many small-college leaders, said Richard Ekman, president of the Council of Independent Colleges.

"He contributed so much to them," Ekman said. "He worked with colleges and universities to help their presidents and deans strengthen what they do."

Mr. Garth was born in Louisville, and received a bachelor's degree from Vanderbilt University and a master's degree in English from Indiana University in 1969. He also did doctoral work in higher education at Stanford University and served on the staff of the California Legislature Subcommittee on Postsecondary Education before coming to Washington.

From 1976 to 1987, he was the deputy director of the Fund for the Improvement of Postsecondary Education within the Education Department. He was co-editor of the book "Learning in Groups" (1983).

Mr. Garth, the father of a son born with fragile X syndrome, was a vigorous advocate on behalf of individuals with intellectual and developmental disabilities. He served on the board of directors of the Arc of Northern Virginia and was a founding member of the Concerned Parents for Arlington Adult Services.

He testified before the Arlington County Board and Virginia state legislative committees for improvement in services, and he worked with the Arlington public schools and the Arlington County Department of Human Resources to design workshops for parents. He also created a worksheet guide to help families make critical decisions as their children enter the adult world.

Mr. Garth hosted or spoke at the annual Arlington Proclamation ceremony on including people with developmental disabilities.

Last year, Ray Burmester, president of the board of directors for Arc of Northern Virginia, said Mr. Garth's many efforts resulted in significant Arlington County budget increases and greater understanding of the needs of individuals with development disabilities on the part of local officials.

For his advocacy efforts, Arc of Northern Virginia created an award named for Mr. Garth in 2007. This year, Mr. Garth and his wife were among the first recipients of a Lifetime Achievement Award from the Arlington County Department of Human Services.

Mr. Garth, who had lived in Arlington since 1976, enjoyed tennis, bird watching, poetry and music.

Survivors include his wife of 38 years, Judi Garth of Arlington; two children, Erin Garth of Philadelphia and Ryan Garth of Arlington; and a brother.

05-29-2008, 05:57 PM
Eagle-Vail mom faced disease with courage, friends say

Friends remember Carole Espy Oliver as kind, thoughtful friend and devoted mother, wife



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Carole Oliver, who lived in Eagle-Vail for about 20 years and died recently, was a loving mother and wife, and had a funny laugh, friends said. A celebration of her life will be held 4 p.m. Thursday in the Eagle-Vail Pavilion.
Special to the Daily


Steve Lynn
Vail, CO Colorado
May 29, 2008

EAGLE-VAIL, Colorado Carole Oliver always kept up on the news in the Vail Valley, even when she spent the last four years of her life in Georgia.

She missed the valley and read the Vail Daily online every day as she her body slowly became paralyzed from Lou Gehrigs disease.

She loved to keep in touch with everybody and knew what was going on in the community even when she was gone, said Ginny Snowdon, a friend of Olivers.

Celebration of life
A celebration of Carole Olivers life will be held 4 p.m. Thursday at the Eagle-Vail Pavilion, 538 Eagle Rd., in Eagle-Vail. Dinner from Moes Original BBQ will be provided.

Carole Espy Oliver, of Roswell, Ga., who lived in Eagle-Vail about 20 years, died at 52 in her home in April after battling Lou Gehrigs disease. Friends described Oliver as a kind, thoughtful, outgoing, fun friend who was devoted to her children, David and Amy Oliver.

Oliver was always smiling and she enjoyed parties and playing tennis in Vail.

She was the best friend a person could ever have, said Nancy Wright, a friend of Olivers who lives in Eagle-Vail.

Oliver worked as a tireless volunteer for Wild West Day and in parent-teacher associations for Eagle County schools her son and daughter attended. She sold T-shirts at school basketball and football games to raise money for sports, supervised golf team tryouts for Battle Mountain High School, and whatever else she was asked to do.

She would never say, No, I cant do that or act like anything was beneath her, said Christy Lippert, a friend of Olivers who lives in Vail. She just jumped in and did it.

Oliver also threw great parties at high school graduation and at Halloween. She once held a Halloween scavenger hunt and someone got black make-up all over her car.

I guess that wouldnt be too funny to me, but she laughed at it, Wright said. She just loved people.

Michelle Cahills daughters used to try to make her and Oliver laugh together because when the women laughed, Cahill snorted and Oliver sounded like a seagull.

My kids thought of her as their second mom, said Cahill, of Vail.

Oliver was diagnosed with Lou Gehrigs Disease in December 2003 and moved to suburban Atlanta to be with her family shortly after.

The disease leads to paralysis because the brain loses its ability to control muscles in the body. No cure exists for Lou Gehrigs, also known as amyotrophic lateral sclerosis.

Olivers friends often went to see her in Georgia.

She had such a positive attitude and really never complained, Snowdon said. She just had a lot of spirit through the whole thing.

As in Olivers case, the disease does not usually affect a persons thinking. Oliver had a sharp mind and wit until her death, friends said.

It was kind of hard watching this disease taking her body, knowing that her mind was still there and that she was so alert and capable of going on with life, said another friend, Louise Funk.

If Oliver were still alive, she would be helping out in schools, in church and in the community, Funk said.

She also might be having margaritas with Funk and her friends Abby Dann, Karin Johnson and Snowdon, who often went out to lunch together.

I have tons of pictures where its the five of us together, Funk said.

Oliver is survived by her husband, Jerry Oliver, of Roswell; their children, David Oliver and Amy Oliver, of Denver; sisters Patty Cloy, of Roswell, and Nancy Kilch, of Marietta, Geo.; and nieces, nephews and friends.

Staff Writer Steve Lynn can be reached at 970-748-2931 or slynn@vaildaily.com.


06-02-2008, 07:57 AM
Pequan Patricia Nelson, at 77

by Tiffany Elliott
Longtime loving Massapequa wife, mother and grandmother Patricia A. Nelson died at home May 7, 2008 of Lou Gehrig's disease. The 77-year old matriarch spent her life caring for others, according to her family. Born in Valley Stream she lived in Brooklyn before moving to Massapequa.

06-06-2008, 04:51 PM
Darrell Gail (Crenshaw) Turner
Darrell Gail (Crenshaw) Turner
Staff Writer
Article Launched: 06/04/2008 12:00:00 AM MDT


Darrell Gail (Crenshaw) Turner

Feb. 2, 1949 - May 25, 2008

Darrell Turner, 59, of Aztec, passed away Sunday, May 25, 2008, in Big Spring, Texas, following a courageous six-year battle with ALS (Lou Gehrig's Disease). Darrell was born Feb. 2, 1949, in Eupora, Miss., to Maurice and Clarice Crenshaw.

She realized her calling to become an elementary school teacher and began her teaching career in Hugo, Okla., after graduating from Oklahoma State University, in Stillwater, Okla. While teaching in Hugo, Darrell met her soul mate John "JT" Turner and they were married June 12, 1976, in Jemez Mountains. Darrell and JT were blessed with two daughters, Sarah and Maureen.

Darrell taught elementary school in Belen before moving to Aztec, where she quickly became a favorite of kids and parents alike. While teaching in Aztec, she completed her master's degree in elementary education. She was very active in the Aztec Presbyterian Church as well as several sororities, including Beta Sigma Phi and Chi Omega.


husband, JT, and her father, Maurice, preceded Darrell in death.
She is survived by daughters, Sarah Turner and Maureen DeNio; son-in-law, Dustin; and grandchildren, Jason and DeLaney. Also surviving are her mother, Clarice Crenshaw; brother, Fred "Butch" Crenshaw and his wife, Julie; nephew, Scott Crenshaw, his wife, Julia and their daughter, Shelby; her brother-in-law, Ron Turner and his wife, Pat; nephew, Mark Turner; niece, Kelly Townsend and her husband, Corey and their daughters, Carson and Cameron. Her faithful dog, Bido, stayed by her side throughout her illness.

There are very few people as loving, caring and sincere as our Darrell. She was a great mom, friend and teacher. Everyone who met Darrell loved her. She was a great example to all humanity to love without limit, treat people kindly and, above all, place your family first. She faced the effects of her illness with the utmost grace and bravery and was an unbelievable inspiration to those around her. We are all blessed for having had her in our lives and take comfort in the fact that although Darrell's journey on this earth has ended, her journey with JT will continue.

A celebration of her life was Saturday, May 31, at the Big Spring State Park's large pavilion. A reception will be at 11 a.m. Saturday, June 7, at the Aztec Presbyterian Church (Fellowship Hall). The family invites all who knew and loved Darrell.

The family suggests memorials to the ALS Association, Arizona Chapter; 4643 E. Thomas Rd., Suite 1, Phoenix, AZ 85018; or Home Hospice, 111 E. 7th Street, Suite A, Big Spring, TX 79720.

06-07-2008, 08:29 AM
Star athlete tried new ways to beat his Lou Gehrig's

By Mark Zaloudek
Published Saturday, June 7, 2008 at 4:30 a.m.
Last updated Saturday, June 7, 2008 at 1:51 a.m.


Steve Fahrer, a star athlete in high school and a nationally ranked sailor in his 20s, wanted to add one more achievement to his string of accomplishments.

He hoped to beat Lou Gehrig's disease, but lost his extraordinary, seven-year battle on Wednesday. He was 34.

The former Riverview High School standout underwent an experimental operation in China in 2004 that yielded brief results and hoped to pursue other unconventional treatments at a University of California neurological research center co-founded by actor Christopher Reeve, who died in 2004 of complications from a spinal cord injury.

Fahrer tried many unproven therapies over the years, hoping something could reverse or delay his declining health, said his mother, Betty Fahrer of Palmetto.

"We were grasping at straws," she said. "Steve was so special, and he wanted to be the guinea pig to show the world what worked."

He believed stem-cell research may be the best hope for people with degenerative neurological conditions.

"He kept saying, 'Go ahead and experiment on me. We're running out of time,'" his mother said. "Once he was committed to something, he did it."

That fortitude led to him earning three gold medals in weightlifting in the national Junior Olympics at 16. The following year, he was defensive captain of the Riverview football team in Sarasota that reached the state finals in 1990.

As a teenager, he also excelled academically and as an artist and wrestler.

"He was called 'The Renaissance Man' because one evening he won a county weightlifting meet, but he also won a blue ribbon in a county art contest the same night even though he couldn't be there," his mother said.

He also mastered sailing. He placed third in the Stiletto Nationals in 1997 and was among the top finishers in national races in 2000 and 2001 for 21-foot sailboats.

Fahrer was looking forward to rebuilding a damaged European racing boat and returning to the water someday.

"He named the boat Phoenix because he said both he and the boat would rise out of the ashes" like the mythological creature of the same name, his mother said.

Fahrer worked for his parents' sailboat equipment business, Atlantic Sail Traders, for many years. They credit him with expanding their Sarasota-based business globally by developing its Web site long before other businesses turned to the Internet.

The Fahrers' only child also enjoyed playing the drums in rock bands in Florida and Georgia before he gradually began to lose the use of his limbs.

In addition to his mother and father, Jerry "Bud," he is survived by his fiance, Vicki MacKay; a grandfather, Joe Mullins of New Mexico; an aunt and uncle, Ralph and Marilyn Bryner; and cousins Kristy and David Bryner and Geoff Norcross.

Visitation will be 2 to 4 p.m. and 6 to 8 p.m. Sunday at Toale Brothers Funeral Home, Colonial Chapel, Sarasota. Services will be 1 p.m. Monday at the funeral home, followed by burial at Sarasota Memorial Park.

Memorial donations may be made to The Clinic of Angels, 9804 N. 56th St., Tampa, FL 33617, to help people with extraordinary medical expenses.

06-07-2008, 11:20 AM
Polk Co. Board of

HOMELAND - Mrs. Barbara "Bobbie" Adcock, age 69, died Thursday June 5, 2008 of Lou Gehrig's Disease in Auburndale.
Born April 10, 1939 in Hartford, CT, she was the daughter of Walter and Helen Arnson. Mrs. Adcock worked for the Polk County Board of Commissioners as an Equal Opportunity Officer. She was a longtime member of the First Baptist Church of Bartow.
She is survived by a loving family that includes her husband of 50 years, James A. Adcock of Homeland, a son Drew Adcock (Connie) of Homeland, a sister Linda Jones (Gary) of Bowling Green, two brothers: Jackie Partin of Ruskin, and Walter Arnson, Jr. of Augusta, GA. She also leaves behind two grandchildren, three great grandchildren, several nieces, nephews, extended family, and a host of loving friends.
Arrangements are being handled by Whidden-McLean Funeral Home, 650 East Main Street in Bartow where family will receive friends Sunday June 8, 2008 from 4 PM - 6 PM. Services for Mrs. Adcock will follow Monday June 9, 2008 at 10:00 AM at the First Baptist Church of Bartow 410 East Church Street. Memorial contributions may be made to Good Shepherd Hospice 105 Arneson Ave. Auburndale, FL 33823. Condolences at www.whiddenmcleanfuneralhome.com .
Published in the Ledger on 6/7/2008.

06-07-2008, 11:34 AM
originally posted by Member - Thomas A. Cerbo
Join Date: Jun 2008
Posts: 1

My Nephew Edward Puletz Jr.

Hi to all,
This past week I lost my nephew Edward Puletz Jr. to ALS.
Such a sad and devastating disease particularity to such a young & wonderful man, he will be deeply missed by my family. I would hope someday a cure for this awful disease is found.
Tom Cerbo Sr.
Clearwater FL

06-11-2008, 01:42 PM
ALS Claims Nancy O'Dell's Mom

TUCSON, Ariz., June 9, 2008 - The mother of popular television host Nancy O'Dell, Betty Humphries, passed away over the weekend from complications of ALS (Lou Gehrig's disease). She was 74.

Humphries had received a diagnosis of ALS in November 2007 and was attending an MDA/ALS Clinic.

O'Dell had recently announced a partnership with MDA's ALS Division to help raise awareness and funds for research to find a cure for ALS. O'Dell, who has said her mom was also her best friend, said she intends to fulfill that commitment in honor of her mother's memory.

O'Dell is currently in her 12th season with "Access Hollywood" and has been the show's co-host since 1999. She went public about her mother's condition and announced her involvement with MDA last month.

O'Dell and MDA established an online donation portal in honor of her mother. To make a donation to MDA's ALS Division in memory of Betty Humphries

06-11-2008, 01:52 PM
STONE, Lewis (David)

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LEWIS DAVID STONE, age 42, passed away on Tuesday, May 6, 2008 in his home, peacefully of complications of Lou Gehrigs disease. David was born and raised in North Miami, Florida where attended schools and excelled in sports. After school he had his own business, D. Stone Maintenance in Florida and South Georgia. He moved to Blairsville, GA, in December, 2007, after being diagnosed with his disease.

Mr. Stone is survived by his son, Lewis Dylan Stone and his mother, Gloria Stone, of Blairsville, GA., a sister, Sharon Stone and a niece, Monica Lopez of Floral City, FL. He is also survived by a grandmother, Hazel Floyd, of Warner Robins, GA, an aunt and uncle, Mary Ruth and Lamar Boman, and cousins, Derek, Matt and Brook, of Fayetteville, GA.

A Celebration of Life service will be held on Saturday, May 17, 2008 at 6 PM at his mothers home located at 6450 John Smith Road East in Blairsville where friends and family will gather to honor David.

In lieu of flowers, the family request that memorials may be made to the DYLAN STONES college fund at the Bank of Blairsville, P.O. Box 1908, Blairsville, Ga., 30512 in memory of Mr. Stone.

Mountain View Funeral Home of Blairsville is in charge of the arrangements

06-17-2008, 04:50 PM
Franklin Otis Booth Jr., 84; investment in Berkshire Hathaway made Times executive a billionaire
Los Angeles Times
Franklin Otis Booth Jr., a great-grandson of Los Angeles Times founder Gen. Harrison Gray Otis, served as an executive at the paper in the 1950s and 1960s. A wise investment made in 1963 with a then young and little-known businessman -- Warren Buffett -- made Booth one of the richest men in the U.S.
By Jocelyn Y. Stewart, Los Angeles Times Staff Writer
June 17, 2008

Franklin Otis Booth Jr., a former Los Angeles Times executive and businessman whose early investment in a venture headed by a young and then little-known Warren E. Buffett later earned him a fortune and a title as one of the richest men in the nation, has died. He was 84.

Booth, who was also a philanthropist and a great-grandson of Gen. Harrison Gray Otis, founder of The Times, died Sunday at his home in Los Angeles from complications of ALS, also known as Lou Gehrig's disease, his family announced.

During the 1950s, Booth was responsible for overseeing the printing of the newspaper. In 1968 he was named corporate vice president of Times Mirror Corp. in charge of forest products and commercial printing.

Booth's tenure at The Times overlapped with that of his second cousin and close friend, Otis Chandler, the famed publisher who held the reins of the paper from 1960 to 1980. The cousins shared a passion for the outdoors; Booth, also known as Otis, surfed, fished and hunted.

During his early years at The Times, Booth also began investing in real estate with his friend Charles Munger, now vice chairman of Berkshire Hathaway Inc. The friends worked on two real estate projects in Pasadena and quadrupled their money, Munger said Monday in an interview with The Times.

It was Munger who introduced Booth to Buffett in 1963 -- before Buffett's business acumen had earned him billions.

"Otis went to Omaha, met Warren, and made his own decision," Munger said. "Otis made all his own decisions, all his life, and made them very well. He had a good temperament for an investor. He wasn't disturbed horribly by the difficult periods."

Booth's early decision to invest with Buffett left him with shares in Berkshire Hathaway, where Buffett is now chairman. With a 1.4% stake in the company, Booth was a billionaire and one of the largest investors in the company, according to a 1998 article in Forbes magazine.

In 1972 Booth retired from The Times and operated several businesses before trying his hand at citrus farming and raising livestock. Booth Ranches in the San Joaquin Valley consists of 9,000 acres of orange groves, two citrus packinghouses and a cattle ranch. Booth's brand name is Otis Orchards.

"It's the best place in the world for growing navel oranges," Booth was quoted as saying on Forbes.com, which placed him at No. 204 on its 2007 list of the richest Americans.

Booth was born Sept. 28, 1923, in Pasadena, where he also spent his youth. By age 16 he was a student at the California Institute of Technology. He earned a bachelor's degree in electrical engineering in 1944 and then served two years in the U.S. Naval Reserve.

After his discharge he earned an MBA and a graduate degree in engineering in 1948, both from Stanford University.

Over the years, Booth donated to many causes including the Harvard-Westlake School and the Natural History Museum of Los Angeles County.

His survivors include his third wife; a son and a stepson, three daughters and a stepdaughter, and 15 grandchildren.

A private funeral will be held Thursday.

Memorial donations may be sent to: Project ALS, 900 Broadway, Suite 901, New York, NY, 10003; or made online at projectals.org.


06-18-2008, 08:05 PM
Beverly Ruth Nelson
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
A service will be at 11:30 a.m. Saturday, June 21, 2008, in Evergreen Memorial Gardens Funeral Home for Beverly Ruth Nelson, who died June 14 of amyotrophic lateral sclerosis at age 69.

Beverly Ruth Kroening was born Sept. 14, 1938, in Watertown, Wis. A homemaker, she moved to Vancouver in 1986. In 1961, she married Gary James Nelson.

Survivors include her husband; daughter, Suzanne Schwartz; sons, Mark, David and Steven; sister, Joanne Clark; brother, Donald Kroening; and four grandchildren.

Remembrances to Grace Lutheran School in Portland.

06-18-2008, 08:10 PM
Elder Roger D. Gregory drowns in farm pond
Tuesday, June 17, 2008 3:01 PM CDT
Eld. Roger Dale Gregory, 64, apparently drowned Wednesday afternoon, June 11 when the four-wheeler he was riding slid into a fishing pond.

The fatal incident happened sometime after noon on Wednesday afternoon. Gregory's wife said her husband, whose passion was fishing, rode his 4-wheeler down to the pond after lunch.

When Ms. Gregory checked on her husband later that afternoon, she found both the fisherman and the four-wheeler in the pond. Gregory suffered from Lou Gehrig's Disease and was paralyzed from the waist down.

Sheriff's Deputies and EMS personnel arrived on the scene about 4:30 p.m.

Gregory was pronounced dead on arrival at Macon County General Hospital, the victim of an unfortunate accident.

06-20-2008, 08:25 AM
Subject: George V.R. Smith Earns Wings 7/17/08
Date: Wed, 18 Jun 2008 17:45:57 -0700 (PDT)
From: George Smith <smittyga67@...>
Reply-To: smittyga67@...
To: living-with-als yahoogroups <living-with-als@yahoogroups.com>
CC: islandwoman64@...

Hello All,

If you are receiving this email, you
were in my father's address book on his laptop.

I know many of you personally and many of you through stories told
over the years by my mother and father. Some of you neither my mother or
I have met in person. You were all important to my father in your own
way during my father's life, and our family appreciates the role you
played in his last few years by email. His laptop was his lifeline in
many ways.

On July 17th, at 2am George lost his struggle with ALS, but earned his
wings as they say in the ALS community. He went painlessly and quietly
after watching just one more Red Sox game. George died in Hospice House
in Savannah, Georgia after just one day of residence. His Father's Day
was a happy one, surrounded by his family and grandchildren.

His email addresses above will no longer be checked, but many of you
have Betsy's, and are welcome to communicate with her directly.

To the many PALS who we may not know or have direct addresses for due to
online patient community bulletin boards, if one of you receives this,
will you please post to the whole community the news above? We greatly
appreciate your struggles and your spirit in supporting each other
throughout the progress of this insidious disease.

Most Sincerely, with Appreciation and Love,
The Smith Family

06-23-2008, 10:48 AM
Punta Clara's Dot Pacey dies at 88
Monday, June 23, 2008
Staff Reporter
Dot Pacey, who made candies and jams for more than 50 years after starting up the Punta Clara Candy Kitchen in Point Clear, died Saturday after a years-long battle with amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, or ALS, commonly known as Lou Gehrig's disease, family members said.

She was 88. Along with her famous pralines, fudges, jellies and preserves, Dot had been featured nationally on the Food Network and on ABC's "Good Morning America." And in Point Clear, she was at the center of a close-knit, extended family, many of whom grew up working at the candy shop.

"She was definitely the matriarch of the family," said Susan Pacey, Dot's daughter-in-law. "Dot always said it was so good to go to church and see her children, her grandchildren and her great-grandchildren. And she was the main reason four generations of Paceys all still live here in the same area."

Dot Pacey also was part of the inspiration for scientific studies begun this year into the causes of rare cancers and neurological disorders in Baldwin County. Lesley Farrey Pacey, Dot's granddaughter-in-law and a Press-Register correspondent, began gathering data years ago when her 4-year-old daughter was afflicted with leukemia. Lesley Farrey Pacey thought it was odd that so many people in her immediate family had cancers or ALS.

Researchers with the University of Arizona, the University of Nebraska and the Alabama Department of Public Health are investigating whether the incidence of rare diseases is higher in some Baldwin County areas, and what the diseases' causes may be.

Paul Pacey Jr., Dot's son and Susan's husband, said his mother had opened the candy shop as a hobby in 1952. The hobby turned into a necessity when her husband, Paul Pacey Sr., died of leukemia in 1972.

"After dad died, she threw her whole self into it, and that was her life. She worked and worked until she couldn't work anymore," Paul Pacey Jr. said.

The family business ? which still operates out of the family's ancestral Victorian home on Scenic U.S. 98 ? is now principally run by Kim Clay, Paul Pacey Jr.'s daughter and Dot's granddaughter.

"The thing she liked most of all was talking to customers," Clay said of her grandmother.

Dot Pacey was diagnosed with ALS in 2002, but kept working at the shop until August 2005, when Hurricane Katrina irreparably damaged her home near the Punta Clara Kitchen, Clay said.

That September, Dot moved into Carroll Place, a Mercy Medical assisted living facility in Fairhope, Clay said. A family member was with her almost every day, Clay said. When Dot's took a turn for the worse in early June, Clay established a schedule that had a family or church member sitting beside Dot 24 hours a day.

Dot Pacey lost the ability to speak years ago, but managed to communicate by pointing to letters on a board, Clay said.

Dozens of people visited Dot over the past month, including former kitchen employees and loyal customers.

"She wanted to know what was going on with everyone. She didn't want to miss anything. She was genuinely interested in everyone's stories," Clay said.

In the end, she died peacefully, Paul Pacey Jr. said.

"One of the great-grandchildren said 'I bet she's in heaven doing cartwheels and smiling,'" Susan Pacey said. "And smiling. She hadn't been able to really smile in a long time."

06-25-2008, 09:57 AM
Bud Pearson and his wife, Bev, discuss the collection of Russian and Soviet impressionist art they are donating to the Lakes Art Center last July. The art center was later renamed the Pearson Lakes Art Center. (Photo by Russ Oechslin)

Pearson leaves legacy of spirit, generosity
By Russ Oechslin, Journal Correspondent

OKOBOJI, Iowa -- Bud Pearson had a great spirit, retired banker and former Lakes Art Center board chairman John Goodenow said Tuesday.

Pearson, 82, died Monday at Lakes Regional Healthcare Center. He had suffered for years from primary lateral sclerosis, which is similar to ALS, or Lou Gehrig's disease.

Visitation will take place after 11 a.m. Friday at the Warner Funeral Home in Spencer, Iowa, with the family present from 5-7 p.m.

A funeral service will be held at 10:30 a.m. Saturday, at the Good News Community Church in Okoboji, with burial at Riverside Cemetery in Spencer.

Goodenow met Pearson when he was a banker in Wall Lake, Iowa, helping to finance a cattle feeding operation Pearson was involved with in Clay County more than 40 years ago.

In recent years it was Pearson who recruited Goodenow's participation in the art center that was named for the retired meat packer and philanthropist. Pearson donated millions of dollars not only to the art center in Okoboji but to other area projects as well.

The Pearson Lakes Art Center dedicated its $1 million Pearson Gallery visual arts wing, building and a gifted collection as a part of the University of Okoboji Winter Games XXVIII in January.

The wing was a gift from the Pearson family to house its gift of a $1 million collection of Soviet and Russian Impressionist art, now on permanent display there.

"Bud's philosophy was that charitable giving was 'something you have to catch,' and once you get it you get a great feeling about what you've done," Goodenow said. "I wasn't infected until I met Bud. He made a difference about how my wife and I feel about our community."

"Bud's passing brings a sad day for so many friends, family and individuals in Northwest Iowa," said Tom Tourville, the art center's executive director. "Bud touched the lives of so many people in how he did things in giving of himself and his entire family."

Pearson's son Steve echoed Tourville's thoughts, noting he was most impressed by the number of friends his father had "because he refused to see the bad side of people."

"On our last golf trip to the sand hills of Nebraska four years ago -- and you know golf was his passion -- we had time to sit and reminisce about his good fortune at Spencer Foods (the meat packing plant he founded in 1952 and sold to Land O'Lakes in 1979)." Steve Pearson said.

"All his recollections were positive. And when I asked him if there wasn't even one person he recalled negatively, he just scratched his head and thought a few seconds before telling me with a chuckle, 'Yeah, but I don't remember his name.'"

Pearson and his family owned Brook's Golf Course at Okoboji until 2006, when he sold it to a Des Moines-based group of friends.

Pearson became interested in collecting art when his wife, Bev, took him on tours of museums and galleries in Europe. The couple planned to build an art gallery near their winter home in Arizona but offered instead to contribute $300,000 to erect a new facility in Okoboji to replace the "little red schoolhouse" that was the Art Center's home for decades, if the money could be matched with other contributions.

Former Congressman Berkley Bedell took Pearson up on his challenge and raised the funds "in about a week," Bedell said Tuesday.

"And the new art center has been a tremendous asset to the Okoboji community, with hundreds of events involving thousands of visitors each year, because of the Pearsons' generosity," Bedell said.

06-29-2008, 03:15 PM
Civil rights trailblazer Atkins dies at 69
Email|Print|Single Page| Text size – + By Eric Moskowitz and Mark Feeney
Globe Staff / June 29, 2008

Thomas I. Atkins, a hard-driving champion of racial justice who rose from rural Indiana to become Boston's first black at-large city councilor and faced off against opponents of busing in the 1970s as an NAACP leader, has died at 69.

The Harvard Law School graduate knew that access to education had enabled his rise and fought to secure opportunities for others, first in Boston and later in desegregation cases across the country.

"He was clearly the most brilliant and insightful civil rights lawyer, both in and beyond Boston, to take on the challenges of school desegregation," said Ted Landsmark, who worked with Mr. Atkins in the late 1970s as a lawyer at Mr. Atkins's Boston law firm, Atkins and Brown. "He was a great humanist."

Mr. Atkins died Friday night at a nursing home in Brooklyn, N.Y., after struggling for nearly two decades with the degenerative muscular disease Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis, or Lou Gehrig's disease.

He was a humanist, but he also had a steely resolve. As a central figure in the city during a turbulent era, he received repeated death threats. He fortified his Roxbury home to protect his family, running chicken wire over windows to block Molotov cocktails and installing spigots throughout the seven- bedroom house to connect hoses for fighting fires, said his son Thomas Jr.

"He was pretty instrumental in what became a pretty tumultuous time in Boston," said the son, who lived with his father for the last eight years.

Mr. Atkins amassed an impressive roster of accomplishments: first black candidate to win citywide office in Boston and first to hold a state Cabinet post; executive secretary and president of Boston's NAACP chapter; mayoral candidate; and lead lawyer for the NAACP nationwide.

But yesterday, when his sons were asked about his legacy, each started with Mr. Atkins's leadership role in Boston's busing case and his fight for education equality.

"It was a cause very near and dear to his heart," said Todd Atkins, Mr. Atkins's oldest son, who lives in North Attleborough. "He realized just how important education was and what a dividing line it set between those who have and those who have not."

Mr. Atkins never shied from controversy. He called Malcolm X's death "as much of a loss to America as that of President Kennedy," and he criticized Cardinal Richard J. Cushing for not doing more "to dispel racial prejudices on the part of church members." He led a sit-in at the office of School Committee chairwoman Louise Day Hicks.

Yet Mr. Atkins had a pragmatic side. Elected to the City Council in 1967, while a Harvard Law student, he emphasized such bread-and-butter issues as trash pickup and constituent services.

"Power is colorless," he liked to say. "It's like water. You can drink it or you can drown in it."

Mayor Thomas M. Menino called Mr. Atkins a political trailblazer who motivated activists but also drew votes from diverse constituencies and worked to help all residents.

"He was just what an elected official should be," Menino said. "Tommy Atkins was about helping people. He didn't care if they were black, white, yellow, or brown."

Not everyone agreed. In his memoir, "While the Music Lasts," former Senate president William M. Bulger described Mr. Atkins as "bright, but flawed by a veiled desire not merely to advantage blacks but, in the process, to revenge them on whites."

To allies, though, he was an unparalleled strategist. "I don't think there was anybody around who was as astute as he was," said Mel King, activist, educator, and former mayoral candidate. "There is no place - and I say this with all due respect to the Creator - there's no place where Tom Atkins wasn't influential, and I'm sure where he is now, they're going to know it."

Mr. Atkins could be a mediator and a negotiator. After urban renewal projects razed neighborhoods in the West End and Roxbury and displaced residents, protesters clustered in a tent city near Dartmouth Street and Columbus Avenue to decry a similar proposal in the South End. Mr. Atkins used his clout as a city councilor to halt the proposal, calm the gathering, and give residents a say in determining the fate of neighborhoods, said Kay Gibbs, who worked as an aide to Mr. Atkins on the City Council.

"He was an extremely brilliant man, but he was also a pioneer in Boston city politics," Gibbs said of Mr. Atkins's at-large win. "He opened the door really to the notion that people of color could in fact be representatives of the whole city and not just of their own community."

Mr. Atkins's powers of persuasion helped minimize unrest in Boston after the 1968 assassination of Martin Luther King Jr., when other cities erupted into riot. Mr. Atkins persuaded the mayor, Kevin White, to allow a James Brown concert to go on as scheduled at the Boston Garden and to televise it live.

After two terms on the City Council, Mr. Atkins made a quixotic run against White for mayor, then joined the administration of Governor Francis W. Sargent in 1971 as secretary of communities and development.

Mr. Atkins started his career in the mid-1960s as executive secretary of Boston's NAACP office. He returned in 1974 as chapter president, a role he held for six years while also working as a lawyer on school desegregation cases in Detroit, Buffalo, and other cities. He was a natural choice as NAACP general counsel, a job that drew him to New York in 1980.

As president of the Boston NAACP, Mr. Atkins was unflinching in his criticism of busing opponents and political leaders who had refused to address the de facto segregation of the city's schools.

Court-ordered busing, Mr. Atkins said in a 1994 Globe interview, "forced open the lid on Boston's poorly kept, nasty little secret, which was citywide racism. . . . Members of the School Committee placed their own political salvation over the welfare of the city or the school system or the schoolchildren."

Thomas Ignatius Atkins was born in Elkhart, Ind., the son of Norse Pierce Atkins, a Pentecostal minister, and Lillie (Curry), a domestic.

Mr. Atkins contracted polio when he was 5. Told that he would need crutches the rest of his life, he walked unassisted three years later. "One thing [polio] did was convince me that nothing was impossible," he said in a 1982 Globe interview.

Mr. Atkins went to a segregated school in the first and second grades. Then integration came to Elkhart schools by accident: The blacks-only school collapsed, and the town couldn't afford to replace it. Fearing attacks from white classmates, Mr. Atkins carried rocks in his pockets during the first 10 days of third grade.

Instead of attacks, Mr. Atkins drew accolades. He was the first black student body president at Elkhart High School. He made Phi Beta Kappa at Indiana University, where he was the first black class president and first black student body president at a Big 10 school.

Mr. Atkins's race didn't prevent his rise to leadership, but did prevent him from marrying in his home state. Mr. Atkins had been a talented enough saxophonist to be named to the Indiana all-state high school orchestra. There he met his future wife, Sharon Soash. A few years later, they went to Michigan to wed because Indiana outlawed interracial marriage. They separated in 1984 and divorced four years later but remained friendly, Thomas Jr. said.

In addition to their two sons, the couple had a daughter, Trena, who died of breast cancer in 2006. Her death was especially hard on Mr. Atkins, a relentlessly positive individual who remained convinced that he could beat his own disease. He died on the second anniversary of Trena's death.

Though he grew up surrounded by religion, Mr. Atkins was spiritual but not religious. He had a colorful vocabulary and a sharp wit that he employed frequently, such as when he gave the grace at Thanksgiving dinner a few years back, when "The Sixth Sense" was in theaters. Scanning the other bowed heads, he tweaked the movie's signature line, saying, "I see . . . black people."

He worked long hours - often while listening to music, or with the television on in the background - and continued to assist on cases even after he needed his son to translate his slurred speech and a special computer arm to help him peck out sentences. He was never one to be idle. "I am not one to sit around and wait for miracles," Mr. Atkins told the Globe in 1996, a few years after his diagnosis. "I believe miracles are usually man-made."

In addition to his sons and former wife, Mr. Atkins leaves a sister, Anna Jane Millsaps of South Bend, Ind.; a brother, Pierce, of Elkhart; three granddaughters; and one great-granddaughter.

Family and friends are planning a service in his memory in lieu of a funeral.

06-29-2008, 09:45 PM
Former funeral director Zook remembered
By Silva Sevlian, Correspondent
Article Launched: 06/28/2008 10:59:05 PM PDT

MONROVIA - Greg Zook, former funeral director of the Douglass and Zook Mortuary, has died, his family said.

Zook died June 18 of Lou Gehrig's disease. He was 56.

Zook became the state's youngest licensed funeral director in 1973, when he graduated with a degree in mortuary science from California Mortuary College, his wife, Jan said.

Born in Upland, Zook moved with his family to Monrovia when he was 2 years old. He spent the rest of his life in the city, becoming active in its civic life.

Zook met his wife of 34 years while they were both attending Wild Rose Elementary School. They met through their older brothers, who were friends at the school.

It wasn't until the two began attending high school in the summer of 1968 that they started dating. The young couple attended Greg's senior prom at Monrovia High School.

After being together for more than five years, the two wed in 1974.

"He proposed on Easter Day and surprised me with a ring in an Easter basket," Jan said.

Zook worked at his father's mortuary, Douglass and Zook, beginning when he was a teenager. He later became president of the company.

His son Matthew, 24, is the fourth generation in the family business and learned the family trade by working his way from the bottom up, just like his father, the family said.

"My dad started me off at the mortuary washing cars - the same way he started at the business," Matthew recalled.

Aside from his dedication to the family business, Zook was a man of many hobbies. He owned a motorcycle, was an avid cycler, practiced karate, played tennis and liked to ski, his family said.

To celebrate their 40th birthdays, he and his best friend, Brad Bateson, went on a bicycle trip along the West Coast, beginning in Canada and ending in Mexico, relatives said.

The two "created wonderful memories and a few blisters on their back sides on this 1,600 mile trek," his wife recalled.

An adventurous family, the Zooks own three motorcycles, the other two belonging to Greg's wife and son.

Although Zook was very active later in life, he didn't play sports in high school.

"He never played team sports," Jan said. "He always challenged himself."

Nicknamed "McGuyver," Zook was known to always be prepared with a Swiss Army knife and first aid kit. At home he was not only a handyman, he was very organized, family members said.

"There was only one way to do things - and that was Greg's way," Jan said. "He was a perfectionist."

She said his death has been difficult to deal with.

"You know all the details that you need to take care of, but nothing can prepare you for something like this, emotionally," she said.

But Zook had planned ahead. After his death, Jan received flowers, which were sent by his best friend Bateson. But when she read the card, she discovered that Greg had arranged that they be sent to her.

The card read: "Thank you so much for making my life special. Love, Greg."


07-01-2008, 04:07 PM
James DeVaine McKinney Jr.
Font Size:Default font sizeLarger font sizeARLINGTON, Va. James Jim DeVaine McKinney Jr., 77, died of amyotrophic lateral sclerosis at home with his family on June 25, 2008.

Mr. McKinney was born Dec. 13, 1931, and raised in Muscatine.

He graduated from Muscatine High School in 1949. He graduated from the University of Iowa with his bachelor of arts and L.L.B. in 1956 and 1958 respectively, and joined the Washington D.C. law firm of Ross, Marsh and Foster. After three years, he became a partner, serving until 2007.

He represented energy companies, particularly natural gas pipelines, before the Federal Power Commission and its successor, the Federal Energy Regulatory Commission. He successfully presented the case of seven pipeline companies before the United States Supreme Court concerning what they could charge for their own production. The Supreme Courts decision was five to four in favor of the pipelines, overturning the Federal Energy Regulatory Commission decision. The case was Public Service Commission of the State of New York, Arizona Electric Power Cooperative Inc., Michigan and Federal Energy Regulatory Commission, Petitioners v. Mid Louisiana Gas Co., et al, 463 U.S. 319, 103 S. Ct. 3024 (1983).

He made numerous factual and educational presentations to Congress, the Federal Power Commission and its successor, the Federal Energy Regulatory Commission.

He was a Korean War veteran.

He is listed in Whos Who in American Law and Whos Who in America. He was on the Board of the Energy Bar Association for several years and served as secretary of that organization.

He was a member of the Washington Golf and Country Club, The Metropolitan Club and Ausable Club in St. Huberts, N.Y.

He was a lifelong tennis enthusiast, connoisseur of fine wine, prolific reader and fan of Broadway and classical music.

He was the proud recipient of the Lee Highway Beautification Committee Award.

He is survived by his beloved wife, Betty; brother, Jerry McKinney of Davenport; son, Jim McKinney of Arlington; daughters, Cynthia Drayton of Valley Forge, Pa., and Jennifer Long of Richmond, Va.; and eight grandchildren, Mac, Geoffrey, Heyward, Olivia, Alexander, Annabel, Hannah and Davis.

07-02-2008, 08:46 PM
Phout Chhay
Wednesday, July 02, 2008 The Oregonian
A funeral will be at 2:30 p.m. Saturday, July 5, 2008, in Gresham Memorial Chapel for Phout Chhay, who died July 1 of amyotrophic lateral sclerosis at age 31.

Phout Chhay was born April 12, 1977, in Surin City, Surin Province, Thailand, and immigrated to Medford and then moved to Portland in 1980. She graduated from Madison High School and was a production worker for F.H. Steinbart. She moved to Fairview in 2007.

Survivors include her companion, Carol Sumaray; daughters, Kayla Pham and Logan Chhay; son, Kyle Sumaray; parents, Laun Say and Chhay Samuth; sisters, Moeuy Chhay, Muon Suebsanh, Phuot Chhay, Chhout Chhay and Alicia Suebsanh; and brothers, Toewy Chhay and Khuot Chhay.

Remembrances to Providence Hospice.


07-03-2008, 07:01 AM
Former owner of delicatessen
Hinsdale resident published a book that included her favorite recipes and photos of patchwork quilts that she had stitched
By Joan Giangrasse Kates | Special to the Chicago Tribune
July 3, 2008
Growing up in a small Wisconsin town, Grace B. Deal could not have imagined that she would someday own a popular Hinsdale delicatessen, where for more than two decades she would whip up such mouth-watering delights as lemon meringue pie.

Mrs. Deal was a young girl when Chester Beach, co-founder of Hamilton Beach Manufacturing Co., came to live at the beachfront resort in Birchwood, Wis., that her parents owned and operated.

Relatives said her family got a number of household items and kitchen appliances invented by Beach, including the electrical mixer with which she learned to bake.

"For years she used that same mixer to make thousands of cookies, cakes and pies," said her daughter, Beverly Merz Booker.

At 86, Mrs. Deal published a cookbook that included many of her favorite recipes, as well as photos of patchwork quilts she made for family and friends.

"She was a very talented lady, but also a woman way ahead of her time," her daughter said.

Mrs. Deal, 90, of Hinsdale, the former proprietor of Grace's Colonial Deli in Hinsdale, died Thursday, June 26, in her home after a nearly yearlong battle with ALS, also known as Lou Gehrig's disease.

Born and raised in Wisconsin, Mrs. Deal moved to Hinsdale in 1938 to work at the Spinning Wheel Restaurant. In 1940, she married her husband, Harold "Bud" Deal, with whom she had two children. He died in 1963.

In the mid-1950s, Mrs. Deal began baking her signature fresh fruit pies that she sold through a local grocer. In 1959, she opened Grace's Colonial Deli on 1st Street before moving to a quaint storefront location on Village Place about 18 years later.

She closed the delicatessen in 1984 but sold her recipe for potato salad to Kramer's Foods in Hinsdale, which still markets it today, relatives said.

"It was a wonderful little deli with some of the best pies, deviled eggs and sandwiches in the village," said longtime friend Eleanor Patterson. "Her employees just adored her and stayed with her for years."

A longtime member of Union Church of Hinsdale, Mrs. Deal taught Sunday school and participated in Ladies Bible Class. She was an active member of the Woman's Association and helped fund the renovation of the church's Rowell Hall kitchen with the proceeds from her work, "Amazing Grace's Cookbook."

A gardener and flower arranger, Mrs. Deal was a former volunteer in the herbarium at Morton Arboretum in Lisle.

"She was never idle with her hands," Patterson said.

Other survivors include a son, Bill; two sisters, Harriet Martinson Tucker and Bess Knapmiller; four grandchildren; and two great-grandchildren.

A memorial service will be at 1 p.m. July 11 in Union Church of Hinsdale, 137 S. Garfield St. A reception will follow at the church.

07-03-2008, 03:59 PM
George S. Dwan
George S. Dwan, 51, of Litchfield, passed away on Sunday, June 29, 2008 after a very brave battle with Lou Gehrig's Disease. Born May 15, 1957, in Torrington, he was the son of Elizabeth "Betty" (Whalen) Dwan and the late William H. Dwan.
George worked as a truck driver and warehouse manager at his family's business, Dwan & Co. Inc. for 32 years and was a member of the Knights of Columbus, St. Anthony's Council #56. He had been a Litchfield Hills Road Race Marshall for 31 years, having missed only one year since its inception. George loved to travel the world, including Ireland, which he visited seven times and was also an avid gardener. He was devoted to his family and will be remembered for his very dry sense of humor.
George is survived by his brothers, William H. Dwan, and his wife, Louise and John K. Dwan, and his wife, Jamie, both of Litchfield, his sisters, Margaret Dwan, Patricia D'Andrea, and her husband, Salvatore, both of Torrington and Mary Sweeney, and her husband David, of Litchfield, and his nieces and nephews, Shelby Stockno, Kevin Dwan, Katie Dwan, Rachel and Hannah Dwan and Benjamin and Nicholas Sweeney.
A Mass of Christian Burial will be celebrated at 6:30 p.m. on July 3 at St. Anthony of Padua Church, Litchfield. There will be no calling hours. Burial will be private. In lieu of flowers, memorial donations may be made to the Village Striders, c/o The Litchfield Community Center, 421 Bantam Road, Litchfield, 06759. The Rowe Funeral Home of Litchfield is entrusted with arrangements.

07-04-2008, 01:00 PM

Dear Friends,
Early in the morning of July 3, my brother Ben Byer lost his battle against ALS. He fought up until the end but his body did not match his spirit.

Funeral services will be held on Tuesday, July 8 at 2:30 pm at Shalom Memorial Park, 1700 W. Rand Road in Arlington Heights, IL.

The party that Ben and I were planning for July 17th, to thank all of you, our supporters and friends, will still happen and we welcome you there if you are in the Chicago area. In addition to celebrating the Chicago Premiere of Indestructible, we will celebrate Ben's life and the legacy he is leaving. He would not want it any other way. Our website has the information and we hope you will come to celebrate his life with us.

I will continue to work toward fulfilling the mission of ALS Film Fund in raising awareness and change for this brutal disease in Ben's name, his memory, his spirit and his honor.


Rebeccah Rush

email: alsfilm@gmail.com
phone: 312-848-5919
web: http://www.indestructiblefilm.com

07-06-2008, 09:55 AM
Jean Christine Lambert

Jean Christine Lambert, Ph.D., died of ALS (Lou Gehrig's Disease), on June 18, 2008. She was a theology professor and pastor in Zimbabwe, Sweden, New York City and Kansas City-truly a citizen of the world. She was a leader, a listener, and a life-long friend. She was an author, an artist, and an advocate for peace, justice and equality. Jean was preceded in death by her father, Irving Lambert and her mother, Florence Nelson Lambert of Glen Ellyn, IL; and by her cousin, Nancy (Wayne) Halleen of Santa Ana, CA. She is survived by her sister,

Margaret (Don) Markey of Rollingstone, MN; nephew, Steve Markey of St. Paul, MN; and cousins, Lynne (Chuck) Sheaff of Magnolia, AR, Betty (John) Kay of Jacksonville, IL, Jack (Tiz) Lambert of London, UK, Paul (Sue) Nelson of Centerville, OH,

Carolyn (Dave) Smith of Centerville, OH, Shirley (Ron) Baxter of Ohio, Don Nelson of Redondo Beach, CA and **** (Jean)

Nelson of Elmhurst, IL. Jean is also survived by her "adopted" families, the Turuza Family from Zimbabwe and the Kalisa Family from Rwanda. Jean is mourned internationally by countless students, colleagues and friends from Angola, Australia, Burundi, Cameroon, Cook Islands-South Pacific, Democratic Republic of Congo, Ethiopia, Finland, Germany, Japan, Korea, Malawi, Namibia, Netherlands, New Zealand, Norway, Scotland, South Africa, Sudan, Sweden, Tanzania, United Kingdom, Wales, West Indies, Zambia and last but not least, Zimbabwe. Thirty of the United States are represented in her address book. A Memorial Service is scheduled for Thursday, July 17, 2008, at 7 p.m. at North Park Covenant Church, 5250 N. Christiana Avenue, Chicago, IL, 60625. Jean established a fund to aid African theology students and their families with medical needs. In lieu of flowers, donations to this fund are suggested. Checks should be made to North Park Covenant Church and sent to the address above. Peace be to her memory.

Published in the Chicago Tribune on 7/6/2008.

07-07-2008, 09:35 PM
Former president of Grand Rapids Label dies
Posted by Keith Essenburg | The Grand Rapids Press July 07, 2008

EAST GRAND RAPIDS -- While William W. Muir was prominent in business and the community, he was not one to seek recognition.

William W. Muir"He never sought the spotlight, but he was there in so many different ways and touched so many people," said Will Muir, his son.

Mr. Muir, 71, died Sunday at his East Grand Rapids home after battling amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS) -- a progressive, neurodegenerative muscular disease also known as Lou Gehrig's disease. He was the former president of family-owned Grand Rapids Label Co.

Funeral services are at 11 a.m. Wednesday at First United Methodist Church, 227 E. Fulton St., with the Rev. Gary Haller officiating.

Mr. Muir took over as Grand Rapids Label president for his late father. Mr. Muir's grandfather had founded the business. Will Muir said the challenges that accompanied Mr. Muir's abrupt rise in the company with his father's sudden death seasoned him for a lifetime of cool-headed problem solving.

"He weathered the challenges and did it well. And because of that, he was never out to prove anything to anybody," said Will, who has succeeded his father as Grand Rapids Label president. "He would walk into any situation and was never really overwhelmed by it."

Will said his father put a premium on ethical business practices, even when it cost him.

Mr. Muir was named Small Businessman of the Year in 1991 by the Grand Rapids Chamber of Commerce.

He also was active with several nonprofits and loved boating, naming his last two watercraft Tinker Toy.

While he loved business and the community, Mr. Muir always made time for family.

"No matter what was going on, he made a point of making it there," Will said. "I never felt that the business came ahead of me.

Mr. Muir is survived by his wife of 43 years, Kathleen; a daughter, Elizabeth; two sons, Will and David; and three grandchildren.

Visitation is 2 to 4 and 7 to 9 p.m. today at the Metcalf and Jonkhoff Funeral Home.

In lieu of flowers, the family is asking memorial contributions go to the ALS Clinic through St. Mary's Doran Foundation, 200 Jefferson Ave. SE, Grand Rapids, MI 49503.

07-08-2008, 07:20 PM
Harold E. Cecil
Tuesday, July 08, 2008 The Oregonian
A memorial service will be at 1 p.m. Wednesday, July 9, 2008, in Gresham Memorial Chapel for Harold E. Cecil, who died July 5 of amyotrophic lateral sclerosis at age 81.

Harold E. Cecil was born Aug. 11, 1926, in Indianapolis. During World War II, he served in the Navy in the Philippines. He moved to Portland in 1955. He worked for Overhead Door for more than 30 years and owned the Portland distributorship for about 11 years. He retired to Madras in 1981 and in 2006 moved to Gresham. In 1949, he married Betty Pryor; she died in 2006.

Survivors include his son, Scott; brother, Leland; and two grandchildren.

Remembrances to Paralyzed Veterans of America.

07-11-2008, 07:24 AM
Friends, colleagues remember Bilgutay's successes
Nancy Lan
Issue date: 7/11/08 Section: News

Dr. Nihat M. Bilgutay, 56, a professor and former head of Drexel's Department of Electrical and Computer Engineering, died July 1 at his home in Wallingford, Pa., after a two-year battle with amyotrophic lateral sclerosis.
During his 26 years at the University, Bilgutay was a driving force in the ECE department's success and growth, according to Moshe Kam, ECE department head and professor. Bilgutay was instrumental in building some of the area's most advanced laboratories, and was a pioneer in bringing multidisciplinary collaborations to the department, Kam said.
"His work took the College of Engineering a very important step forward," Kam said. "It presented the faculty with opportunities we didn't see before."
Another significant project Bilgutay coordinated was the ECE's move from Commonwealth Hall to its current home in the Edmund D. Bossone Research Enterprise Center, Kam said, a transition that took about two and a half years to complete. This was a difficult time for the department, but Bilgutay was able to coordinate a smooth technical transition while never losing sight of providing the best accommodations to students and faculty.
"This project took a lot out of him. You have no idea how good he was at getting this extremely complex project done. He was a very methodical, very meticulous man," Kam said.
Though Bilgutay garnered many professional achievements throughout his career, many of his colleagues expressed that they will remember him most of all for his spirit and personality.
"He was a very kind, considerate, thoughtful person. I found him a real gentleman and a real scholar," Mark Greenberg, interim provost, said.
According to Greenberg, Bilgutay was an exceptional teacher and showed his passion for students time and time again by volunteering to teach honors courses at the University.
However, students were not the only group Bilgutay sought out to teach - according to Kam, Bilgutay was a mentor to faculty members as well.

"When I was a young professor, in spite of the fact that he had no formal obligation to, he made sure that he gave me advice, checked up on me," Kam said.
"He propelled us [young professors] forward. My gratitude to him knows no bounds."
Bilgutay's care for other people did not stop at mentoring and teaching; he also often wrote award nominations for his fellow colleagues and was always "looking for opportunities to promote and reward others," Kam said.
Even after being diagnosed with ALS, Bilgutay still made his students and colleagues a priority, according to Margaret Wheatley, a professor in the School of Biomedical Engineering, Science & Health Systems.
"He was incredibly brave, courageous. He remained a perfect gentleman under all that he had to suffer. He was coming in [to work], sitting at his desk when other people would have long given up," Wheatley said.
She added that even through the decline of his health, Bilgutay was still able to maintain a sense of humor, lifting the spirits of others around him.
"His loss is very palpable. His disease, you know, is not one anyone should have to go through that and he went through it with such courage," Wheatley said.
Bilgutay was born on March 31, 1952 in Turkey. He wed his wife, Kathy, in 1977 after meeting her at her cousin's wedding in 1974, according the The Philadelphia Inquirer.
He went on to obtain a bachelor's degree in 1973 from Bradley University, as well as a master's degree and doctorate from Purdue University in 1975 and 1981, respectively.
In 1982, Bilgutay came to the University as a Drexel Fellow and was made full professor in 1992, Greenberg wrote in an email statement.
Aside from serving as ECE's department head, Bilgutay was also a Vernon L. Newhouse Professor of electrical and computer engineering, associate dean for graduate programs and research (1990-1995) and the leader of the Gateway Engineering Education Coalition.
According to Greenberg's statement: "[Bilgutay's] research interests included ultrasonic nondestructive testing and imaging and digital signal processing, and he developed an international reputation in the field of ultrasonics, especially split spectrum techniques. He was a fellow of the Institute of Electrical and Electronics Engineers and a recipient of that organization's Third Millennium Medal."
In addition to his wife, Bilgutay is survived by his parents, Sabahattin and Utarit, three daughters, Canan Ayse, Aylin Nur and Denis, one brother and one sister.
Donations may be made to the ALS Association at 27001 Agoura Road, Suite 250, Calabasas Hills, Calif. 91301.


07-11-2008, 04:29 PM
Winter Haven Doctor Beach Brooks Dies At 81


Published: Friday, July 11, 2008 at 6:01 a.m.
Last Modified: Friday, July 11, 2008 at 8:54 a.m.

WINTER HAVEN | Dr. Beach Alexander Brooks, 81, continued a family legacy in medicine reaching back as far as his great grandfather, Dr. John Beach. He died Wednesday after a long battle with Lou Gehrig's disease.

Brooks was one of the first board certified internists in Winter Haven and one of three doctors who formed the Internal Medicine Associates.

Dr. Alan Gasner said he worked with Brooks for 20 years at Winter Haven Hospital. He joined the IMA in 1975.

"He was a dedicated physician, always looking out for his patients. He had a keen sense of family and a loyalty to the hospital and his fellow physicians," Gasner said.

"He was particularly good with older people, and willing to spend a lot of time with them," he added. "He always had a corny joke for them."

Brooks' wife, Nancy, and four children - Nancy Lopez, Elizabeth Attaway, Steve and Beach Brooks Jr. - remember him as a warm spirit who had a penchant for practical jokes, peanut butter, popsicles, popcorn and photography.

Brooks was born Jan. 14, 1927, in Chattanooga, Tenn., to Dr. and Mrs. J. Culpepper Brooks Sr. He attended Vanderbilt University in Nashville after graduating from McCallie School in his hometown.

He married Nancy Keener in St. Petersburg in 1952. They met, she said, after her brother set them up on a blind date after meeting Brooks at McCallie.

Brooks attended Temple Medical School in Philadelphia and interned at Erlanger Hospital in Chattanooga before completing a three-yearinternal residency at Charity Hospital in New Orleans.

During his residency, his daughter Nancy Lopez said, he would call home to his wife while working 36-hour shifts. Their son Beach, an infant then, got so used to hearing his mother say "hello" on the phone to his father that he began calling him "Lollie," a mispronunciation of "hello."

The nickname stuck, Attaway said.

"I can't tell you how many kids called him Lollie," she said, adding that her father had nicknames for all of his children and grandchildren.

His wife, Nancy, also recalled his light-hearted nature.

"He was a lot of fun," she said. "He liked to take pictures. We were trying to play a little golf when he retired."

She and Brooks moved to Winter Haven to raise their four children in 1958.

Of his 50 years in Winter Haven, Brooks dedicated more than 40 of them to the Winter Haven Rotary Club, serving on the board of directors and as a former president. As co-dictionary chairman, Brooks helped distribute dictionaries annually to each fifth-grader in the Winter Haven area.

Bill Siegel, a Winter Haven photographer and Rotary Club member who had known Brooks for 27 years, said he was a kind and loyal club member.

"It's rare that a doctor joins a civic club outside of their practice," Siegel said. "He said all those years he was in practice as a doctor, Rotary was the only way he had to find out what was going on in the community."

He is survived by his wife, Nancy; sons, Beach Jr. and Steve; daughters, Elizabeth Attaway and Nancy Lopez; and grandchildren, Blair, Beach III, Drew Brooks, John III, Brooke, Ashley, Gerry, Max, Sam and Sarah.

Services will be held at 11:30 a.m., Saturday at Covenant Presbyterian Church, 1410 Dundee Road, Winter Haven. In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to Covenant Presbyterian Church or The ALS Association, 27001 Aguour Road, Suite 250 Calabasas Hills, CA 91301-5104.

07-11-2008, 07:18 PM
Wife Stays Strong After Husband Dies Of Lou Gehrig's Disease

POSTED: 3:43 pm EDT July 11, 2008

ST. AUGUSTINE, Fla. -- A St. Johns County family who had to deal with chronic illness of both the father and one of their children is now dealing with grief.

Kenny Goodall lost his battle with Lou Gehrig's disease Thursday night, just over a month after the community rallied to help him and his family.

His wife, Karen, said the fact that she knew it was coming doesn't diminish the pain of his death.

"Even though I didn't know how it was going to happen, I knew, and I've had two years to prepare for this moment," Karen Goodall said. "He was a very loving husband, very gentle man and terrific father."

Earlier this year, the Goodall's oldest son, Kollin, was diagnosed with leukemia. Kollin had been hospitalized for the past two weeks, but with his doctor's permission, he was able to say a final goodbye to his dad.

"I was concerned with how he would be able to handle it, but doctor let him out, let him see Kenny," Karen Goodall said. "I think that's when Kenny let go."

On Memorial Day, the community rallied together to support a bike ride to assist the family. Proceeds from the ride allowed their house to be made wheelchair-accessible.

To keep the parents and their six children going strong, the volunteers had words of encouragement framed: "You cannot cripple love, shatter hope. It cannot corrode their faith."

This wife and mother said she'll have her moments and challenges, but knows that she'll be OK.

"I am so at peace with this, I never wanted to see him suffer," she told Channel 4's Ashley Townsend. "I'm going to miss him, but I'm glad he's gone home to be with the Lord. He's got a new body and a new home and I know he's smiling down on us now."

The family had not announced funeral arrangements.

Funds to help the Goodall family are being collected by their church: Mills Creek Baptist.

Donations can be made to the church: 6019a State Road 16, St. Augustine, FL 32092. Their phone number is 904-940-9833.

If you donate by check, make it payable to the church, but put "Goodall Family" in the memo line.

07-12-2008, 07:43 AM
SALISBURY - Mark D. Chamberlin, 51, of Loverin Hill Road, died Wednesday, April 9, 2008, at the Merrimack County Nursing Home in Boscawen after a six-and-a-half year courageous battle with ALS disease.

Mark was born Aug. 17, 1956, in New London, the son of David C. Chamberlin and Joy A. (Sanborn) Chamberlin. He grew up in Salisbury and attended Merrimack Valley High School and Plymouth State University.

He served four years in the U.S. Marine Corps and was an over 20-year member of the Salisbury Fire Department.

He was a former Franklin area rural mail carrier and in recent years, was a real estate salesman for various local real estate agencies.

Mark enjoyed hunting, hiking, mining and gardening. He had hiked the Appalachian Trail years ago, where he photographed landscapes and nature scenes. This developed into a love for photography and nature. A display of his photos was recently featured in the lobby of the Merrimack County Nursing Home and in a Concord Monitor article.

He is survived by his life partner, Debra Rattee of Loudon; two brothers, William C. Chamberlin of East Andover and Matthew S. 'Sam' Chamberlin of Salisbury; three sisters, Mollye A. Gauer of Helena, Mont., Melissa K. Cheney of Andover and Meriellen E. Joga of Castlerock, Colo.; and aunts, uncles, nieces, nephews and cousins.
Calling hours will be held tomorrow from 4 to 7 p.m. at the H.L. Young and Co. Memorial Home, 175 S. Main St. in Franklin.

Graveside services and burial will be held at the convenience of the family at Mills Cemetery, Salisbury.

Memorial donations may be made to the Salisbury Fire Department, Salisbury, 03268

07-12-2008, 08:04 AM

Published: Friday, July 11, 2008 8:48 PM CDT
COOKEVILLE, Tenn. - Nick Philson, 68, of Cookeville, succumbed to his battle with A.L.S. (Lou Gehrig's Disease) on Thursday, July 10, 2008. The funeral service will be held in Cookeville on Monday, July 14, at 4 p.m. He is survived by his wife, Ann Philson; four daughters and sons-in-law, Angie and Mike Casstevens of Mount Airy, Maria and Andrew Merritt of High Point, N.C., Susie and Tom Branch of Dobson, N.C., and Nichole and Matt Wilson of Cookeville; three sons and daughters-in-law, Dwayne and Tracie Huntley of Jacksonville Fla., Steve and Kim Huntley of Livingston and Nick Philson Jr. of Cookeville; three sisters; a brother; 11 grandchildren; and 12 nieces and nephews. He was preceded in death by his parents and a brother. Hooper-Huddleston and Horner Funeral Service is assisting the family. You may send condolences to www.hhhfunerals.com or (931) 526-6111.

07-16-2008, 01:34 PM
Fundraiser and music pioneer dies


Brian Jeffery

Tributes have flooded in after the sudden death of a tireless charity fundraiser, RAF worker, health care professional and music promoter from Chorley.

Brian 'BJ' Jeffery lost his battle with an aggressive form of motor neurone disease on Saturday, July 12, at the age of 51.

The much-loved father-of-one from Yarrowgate, in Chorley, was well known for raising thousands of pounds for charities and he was one of the first reflexology practitioners setting up Harmonious Healthcare in the town.

He also served in the RAF during the Falklands War but his most enduring legacy has been his passion for live music.

Around two years ago, Brian set up Chorley's first and only blues club at the Red Cat before it moved to the Hop Pocket, in Carr Lane.

This week, friends, family and musicians from across the globe have all lined up to pay tribute to an 'incredible man.'

Choking back tears, his wife Pat Jeffery said: "Everything he did, he did with passion and he loved life so much - he's irreplaceable.

"Brian touched a lot of people's lives though his reflexology, his charity work and, of course, his music.

"To us he was a wonderful husband and daddy. He was such a kind, loving, genuine and big-hearted person."

A funeral service will be held at Charnock Richard Crematorium at 2.15pm on Monday, July 21.

The family have requested that donations be made to the University of Edinburgh Development Trust for motor neurone diseases research

07-17-2008, 11:14 AM
Daniel S. Hollis III
BRUNSWICK, Ga. - Daniel Saye Hollis III, 69, of Brunswick, Ga., went home to our Lord Jesus Christ on Sunday, July 13, 2008, after a courageous battle with ALS (Lou Gehrig's Disease).

Mr. Hollis was born July 29, 1938, in Rock Hill, S.C., the son of the late Daniel Saye Hollis Jr. and Ruth Hughes Hollis. He was a 1956 graduate of Winthrop Training School. He earned a degree in electrical engineering from Clemson College in 1960. While there, he was a member of the Clemson Jungaleers. After graduating, he served as a 2nd Lieutenant in the U.S. Army, before his career of 36 years with Southern Bell/Bellsouth. After retiring from Bellsouth, he began a second career as a realtor. His passions included flying small aircraft, singing, playing the bass violin and piano.

Mr. Hollis is survived by his beloved wife of 47 years, Patricia Rea Hollis; his daughters, Trisse Hollis Kozick and husband, Steve of Charleston, S.C., Amy Hollis Staats and husband, Akim of Fort Mill, S.C., and Dana Hollis Kloes and husband, Chris of Atlanta, Ga.; three grandchildren, Sayelor Kozick, Aden Staats and Ari Staats; his sisters, Rebecca Hollis Wolfe of Peachtree City, Ga., Jane Hollis Jackson and husband, Charles of Pinehurst, N.C., and Lynn Hollis Isgrig and husband, Tom of Cincinnati, Ohio.

A graveside service will be 9 a.m., Saturday, July 19, at Laurelwood Cemetery in Rock Hill. A memorial service will follow at 10 a.m. at St. John's United Methodist Church, 321 S. Oakland Ave., Rock Hill, with the Revs. Sandra King, William Ligon Sr. and Dan Harris officiating. Family visitation will be held following the service.

In lieu of flowers, contributions may be made to the Georgia Chapter of the ALS Association, 1955 Cliff Valley Way, Suite 116, Atlanta, GA 30329 or online at www.alsaga.org.

Greene Funeral Home Northwest Chapel in Rock Hill and Edo Miller and Sons Funeral Home in Brunswick are serving the Hollis family.

07-17-2008, 11:18 AM
Norm M. Phillips

Age 51 of Chalfont, PA formerly of Horseheads, NY passed away on Tuesday July 15, 2008 with his loving family at his side after a courageous 3 year battle with Lou Gehrig's Disease. Norm worked from home for the last 1 years, even with a tremendous amount of difficulty, but was still determined to hang on and live life as positively as possible. Norm was born June 28, 1957 in Elmira, NY the son of Arland and Beverly Wheeler Phillips. He was a graduate of Horseheads High School Class of 1975 and attended Delhi University. Until recently he was a Computer Scientist Engineer for Boeing Aircraft. Norm is survived by his his wife of 19 years Cynthia M. Butler Phillips and their son Christopher at home; his daughter and son-in-law: Kira & Rob Gray and two lovely grandchildren Ashton and Samantha Gray of Dallas, Texas; loving parents: Arland & Beverly Phillips of Horseheads, NY; two very devoted sisters and brother-in-law: JoEllen Malinowski of Horseheads, NY and Allison & Ken Brooks of Cypress, Texas; father-in-law and mother-in-law: Carroll & Joyce Butler of Oklahoma; many special aunts, uncles, nieces, nephews, cousins, and a host of caring friends. Norm was pre-deceased by his maternal grandparents Norman and Josephine Wheeler, paternal grandparents Merrill and Leona Phillips, and a special uncle Roger. Norm dearly loved his brothers in Fraternity Theta Gamma Alumni of which he was president for the last 11 years as well as his sisters of Pi Nu Epsilon Sorority. He loved nice cars, swimming, skiing, and camping with his family and friends. He will be surely missed by all who knew and loved him. On June 28th The Third Annual Norm M. Phillips Charity Golf Tournament for ALS was held at Eagle Vale Golf Club in Fairport, NY for the purpose of raising funds for the continued research for ALS. Many of Norm's fraternity brothers and sorority sisters attended along with friends and family from the Horseheads area. Relatives and friends are invited to call at the Lynch Funeral Home 318 West Broad Street Horseheads, NY on Friday July 18, 2008 from 3-5 and 7-9 PM. Norm's Funeral Services will be held at the Funeral Home on Saturday July 19, 2008 at 11 AM with Norm's uncle, John Ford, officiating and assisted by Pastor Jeremiah Ayers. Interment in Maple Grove Cemetery in Horseheads, NY at the convenience of the family. In lieu of flowers memorial contributions may be made in Norm's name to The Robert Packard Center for ALS Research at John Hopkins University One Charles Center 100 North Charles Street Suite 408 Baltimore, Maryland 21201.

07-19-2008, 08:13 PM

Ronald "Lou" Easton
Ronald "Lou" Easton, 42, of Andover, formerly of Manchester, died Wednesday, July 16, 2008, at home.

The Boston Red Sox have just lost one of their biggest fans and the family and friends of Ronald "Louie" Easton are left with an empty space in their hearts. Louie died peacefully at home after a long battle with ALS. At his bedside was Lori his loving wife, his best friend, and his dedicated caregiver. He is also survived by his stepsons, Mike Talaga and his wife, Jessica, and Ryan Talaga. He also leaves a brother, David and his wife, Kris; and Joe Baran, who has always been a father to Louie. He also leaves his two grandchildren, Justin and Olivia Louise Talaga; along with many, many wonderful friends. Louie was a vibrant and caring person who would put a smile on the face of anyone in his presence. One of his favorite pastimes was playing softball with his friends. He will be so sadly missed by all.

His family wishes to extend a special "thank you" to Helen Dumond of Hospice for her continuous guidance, support and kindness throughout Louie's illness.

Calling hours are at 1 p.m. at the Potter Funeral Home, 456 Jackson St., Rte. 195, in Willimantic.

A service celebrating Louie's life will follow at 2 p.m.

In lieu of flowers, memorial contributions may be made to the ALS Association (Lou Gehrig's disease) Development Dept. at www.alsa.org, or 27001 Agoura Road, Suite 250, Calabasas Hills, CA 91301-5104.

For online memorial guest book, please visit:


07-19-2008, 09:39 PM
To all of you who lost a loved one from or are suffering from ALS.
My heart goes out to you.
I have been reading Michael Zaslow's book "Not That Man Anymore"

I pray for you all that someday there will be answer to this.

I remember watching Michael as Roger on GL for many, many years. To read all he and his family went through is just heartbreaking and heartwarming at the same time.

Wishing you all the best.:grouphug:

07-23-2008, 07:18 AM
Nicholas 'Nick' Aron Huber, 28
Hudson Star-Observer
Published Monday, July 21, 2008

Nicholas 'Nick' Aron Huber, age 28, of Alta, Iowa passed away Saturday morning, July 19, 2008 at Buena Vista Regional Medical Center from the result of injuries sustained in a motor vehicle accident and complications from ALS (Lou Gehrig's Disease).

Funeral services will be held on Tuesday, July 22 at 11:30 a.m. at Schaller Chapel on the Buena Vista University Campus. A visitation with the family present will be Monday evening, July 21 from 5-8 p.m. at the Nicklas Jensen Funeral Home of Alta. Nick has requested memorials be directed to the ALS - Therapy Development Institute or www.als.net.

07-23-2008, 08:41 PM
God looked around his garden and found an empty place,
He then looked down upon the earth, and saw your tired face.
He put his arms around youand lifted you to rest.
God's garden must be beautifulhe always takes the best
He knew that you were suffering he knew you were in pain.
He knew that you would never get well on earth again.
He saw the road was getting rough and the hills were hard to climb
so he closed your weary eyelids, and whispered, "Peace be thine,"
It broke our hearts to lose you.
But you didn't go alone,
For part of us went with you the day God called you home.
Thomas Kinkade

07-24-2008, 06:15 PM

Eugene Rutz

Eugene Harold Rutz was born on Dec. 29, 1942, in Lemmon, S.D., to Rev. Helmuth and his wife, Rhoda (nee Gerth) Rutz. He was baptized on Jan. 20, 1943. In the spring of 1956, Gene was confirmed at Our Savior's Lutheran Church by his father.

Gene attended high school at Northwestern Lutheran Academy in Mobridge, S.D., and graduated in 1960. He graduated from Immanuel Lutheran College in Mankato, Minn., in 1963 and from Immanuel Lutheran Seminary in Eau Claire in 1966. During several summers of his college years, he worked for the U.S. Forest Service as a firefighter in Missoula, Mont.

In 1964, Gene met Patricia Ann Sydow at ILC in Eau Claire. During that year his training for the ministry included several months of service as a vicar at Redeemer Lutheran Church in Cheyenne, Wyo. The Lord brought Gene and Pat together in holy matrimony on Aug. 28, 1965, at Our Savior's Lutheran Church in Jamestown, N.D. The service was officiated by both fathers, Revs. Helmuth Rutz and Gilbert Sydow. The Lord blessed them with two daughters and one son, Tammy (Jeff) Trippler of Indianapolis, Ind.; David (Dee) Rutz of Katy, Texas; and Heidi (Jim) Weaver of Yorba Linda, Calif. They were also blessed with eight grandchildren, Amanda, Brandon, Micah, Julia, Tori, Brittany, Corey and Alyssa.

Gene is survived by his wife, Pat; all his children and grandchildren; and his brothers and sisters, Gerald (Jane) Rutz and Barb (Bob) Ruegge of Cheyenne, Wyo.; Delbert (Pat) Rutz of Balaton, Minn.; and Nadine (Ron) Hatlewick of Leola, S.D.; and many nieces and nephews.

He was preceded in death by his parents.

Gene served the Lord as pastor of several congregations from 1966 to 1984: Holy Trinity in Missoula, Mont.; St. Peter's in Stambaugh, Mich.; and Bethel Lutheran in Spring, Texas.

He was diagnosed with multiple sclerosis in the mid-'80s. He began driving bus for the Houston transit system in 1984 and retired in November of 2005, after being diagnosed with ALS (Lou Gehrig's disease). In August 2007, Gene and Pat moved to Indianapolis in order to be closer to their oldest daughter.

Gene enjoyed get-togethers with family and friends, his church family, and working and playing on the computer. He will be remembered for his wit, attention to detail, dry sense of humor and especially his love for his wife, children and grandchildren.

His life serves as a good example for all of us. He endured his disease patiently, trusting in the Lord's gracious, good will for him. The Lord in His mercy answered his prayer and ours, delivering his soul from this world of tears and suffering to his home with Him in heaven on Saturday, July 19, 2008.

Memorial services will be held at 2 p.m. at Messiah Lutheran Church in Eau Claire on Friday, July 25, 2008.

The family and friends of Gene are thankful for his influence in their lives and thank all who have supported our family all these years.

Memorial contributions for Gene may be made to: Immanuel Lutheran College ILC Building Fund-Gene Rutz, 501 Grover Road, Eau Claire, WI 54701-7199.

07-27-2008, 07:35 AM

Martin, Gary C.

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Gary C. Martin, age 60, of Appleton, passed away on Thurs., July 24, 2008, at Cherry Meadows with his family by his side after a one-year battle with ALS (Lou Gehrig's Disease). Gary was born on August 20, 1947, in Columbus, Ohio. He graduated from Oshkosh High School in 1965. He then attended UW-Oshkosh before being drafted into the U.S. Army in December of 1966. He was a Drill Sergeant at Fort Leonard Wood, Missouri, before serving in Vietnam. After being honorably discharged in November of 1968, he was married to Mary Kay Kampo on April 26, 1969. Gary started working for August Winter and Sons in January of 1970 as a plumbers' apprentice and retired as Executive Vice President in October of 2007 due to his illness. During his employment, he held master plumber licenses in various states. He served on local and state plumbing apprenticeship committees. He was past president of the Wisconsin Association of Plumbing, Heating and Cooling Contractors, being named WAPHCC Contractor of the Year in 1997. He served on the Board of Directors of the Mechanical Contractors Association of Wisconsin and was named the MCA Contractor of the Year in 2007. Gary enjoyed golfing, fishing, hunting, snowmobiling and traveling in his RV. He also enjoyed spending time with family and friends at the cottage in Three Lakes, Wis. In May of 2007, he began building his dream home on a golf course green in Hot Springs Village, Arkansas. The home was completed in January of 2008, and he enjoyed the time he had there. Gary was also looking forward to the birth of his first grandchild, due in September.
Gary is survived by his wife Mary Kay; his daughter, Sarah (Greg) Waters, Appleton; his mother, Mary Halley, Chillicothe, Ohio; his brothers, Victor (Geeta) Halley, Keith (Pam) Halley; his mother-in-law, Dorothy Kampo; brothers and sisters-in-law, Rick (Sue) Kampo, Cathy (Randy) Huebner, Jim (Nancy) Kampo, Joan (Dan) Kossel, Pam (Rick) Pomerenka, Paul (Tina Lausman) Kampo, many nieces, nephews, other relatives and special friends. Gary was preceded in death by his son, Matthew, his father, Clifford Martin, and his father-in-law, Roland Kampo.

A Funeral Mass will be held at 11 a.m. on Mon., July 28, 2008, at Ss. Peter and Paul Catholic Church, 105 N. Olk St., Hortonville, with Fr. David Funk and Fr. Jim Feely concelebrating. A gathering and celebration of Gary's life will be held on Sunday from 2 p.m. to 6 p.m. at the Wichmann Funeral Home, 537 N. Superior St., Appleton. Friends may also call at the church on Monday from 10 a.m. until the time of service. There will be a prayer service held at 5:30 p.m. on Sunday at the funeral home. In lieu of flowers, a memorial fund will be established.
Wichmann Funeral Home
537 N. Superior St.
Appleton 920-739-1231
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07-27-2008, 04:17 PM
Linda Sutton
Sunday, July 27, 2008

EAST PRAIRIE -- Linda Carol Vinson Sutton, 65, died at 3:10 a.m. July 26, 2008, at her home, following a long battle with Lou Gehrig's Disease.
Born Aug. 12, 1942, in Hickman County, Ky. to the late James Henry and Nina Ferguson Vinson, she lived most of her life in Dorena. Seven years ago, she moved to East Prairie, and she was employed by the East Prairie Nutrition Center for 13 years. She was a member of the Dorena Baptist Church.

On Dec. 21, 1962, at East Prairie, she married John H. Sutton who survives of the home.

Other survivors include: four sons and three daughters-in-law, Hoyt Sutton, Craig and Jennifer Sutton, Benjie and Nikki Sutton and Chris and Cassie Sutton, all of East Prairie; one brother, Leslie Joseph Vinson of Fulton, Ky.; and 13 grandchildren.

One brother, James Vinson preceded her in death.

Visitation will be after 5 p.m. Sunday at the Shelby Funeral Home in East Prairie, where services are scheduled for 2 p.m. Monday. Thomas Griffin will officiate. Burial will follow in the East Prairie Memorial Park.

07-27-2008, 07:19 PM
Peter Morrow Scott
Sunday, July 27, 2008 The Oregonian

A memorial service will be at 1 p.m. Monday, Aug. 4, 2008, in River View Cemetery for Peter Morrow Scott of Portland, who died July 24 of amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (Lou Gehrig's disease) at age 69.

Peter Morrow Scott was born Aug. 5, 1938, in Portland. He served in the Air Force and graduated from Oregon State University. He was a supervisor for Blount Industries. In 1960, he married Gail Heater.

Survivors include his wife; daughters, Sharon Dalton, Sheila Kelly and Cynthia Waddell; sister, Anne Coleman; and six grandchildren.

Remembrances to the ALS Association. Arrangements by River View Cemetery Funeral Home.

07-31-2008, 06:01 AM
Jules R. Lodish; Doctor Showed Will to Live as He Battled With ALS

By Joe Holley
Washington Post Staff Writer
Thursday, July 31, 2008; Page B07
Jules Roy Lodish had been told he had only a couple of years to live. But he persevered for 15 years.

For many years during his busy career as a doctor, Jules Roy Lodish hardly had time to stop for death, although as an oncologist and hematologist, he was certainly aware of its presence.

Earlier in his career, he had focused on end-of-life issues and had created a nationally recognized hospice program for the terminally ill while serving as an assistant professor at the University of Wisconsin's medical school.

Death became a more familiar presence, albeit a lingering one, when he received a diagnosis of amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, also known as Lou Gehrig's disease. Well aware of the cruel and inexorable progress of the disease, he had to decide whether to live -- and why.

He answered in the affirmative for nearly 15 years, until he died July 14 of complications from the illness at his home in Bethesda. He was 63.

Dr. Lodish was born in Cleveland. He received an undergraduate degree in government from Harvard University in 1967 and his medical degree from Case Western Reserve University School of Medicine, where he was president of the Class of 1971 and recipient of the 1969 Roche Award for excellence in clinical medicine.

He completed an internship and residency at Beth Israel Hospital in Boston before moving in 1973 to Bethesda, where he served as a fellow and staff physician at the National Cancer Institute.

After teaching in Milwaukee from 1977 to 1984, he returned to Bethesda and joined a private practice that had offices in Olney and Rockville.

His first personal encounter with ALS came after he fell on ice in late 1993. He thought little of the incident, but in the ensuing months, he experienced hip pain and a lingering limp. When he had trouble turning the keys in his car ignition, despite trying with both hands, he suspected he might have ALS. The diagnosis came in May 1994.

In January 1996, when he could no longer breathe on his own, he had to decide whether he wanted a permanent breathing tube, which would require a tracheotomy. At first he said no, as do many ALS patients, but he changed his mind the next morning.

"He didn't want to leave yet," his wife told The Washington Post in 2000.

After five months in the hospital, he went home and established an exacting routine designed to allow him to live as long and as fully as he could. The routine included a 35-page manual for his nurses that laid out every procedure that had to be performed each day, the maintenance of every piece of equipment and the sterile techniques he required.

When he could no longer eat, he did the research that resulted in the recipe for the nutrient blend that flowed down his feeding tube. He was Jewish and ensured the ingredients were kosher.

His days were full. He stayed deeply involved with the swirling, busy lives of his wife and children. He read William Faulkner novels and other works he never had time for during his busy career. He also consulted informally with ALS patients and their families on how to organize their care and how to use the communication devices he had mastered.

He told the New York Times in 2004 that his determination to live came, in part, from his experience treating cancer patients, who he said often felt that their diagnosis was a death sentence.

"I spent my career getting people to live with their illnesses until they died," he said, "if they weren't cured."

Humor was a part of his caring regimen as physician and patient -- whether it was wearing big, impossibly ugly bow ties his wife made to entertain his patients during chemotherapy or to laugh in the face of his impending demise.

He was a better dancer in his wheelchair, he said, than when he could walk.

A decade after being told that he had only a couple of years to live, Dr. Lodish sent the e-mail that announced the birth of his first grandchild. Nearly 15 years after receiving his diagnosis, he helped celebrate the first birthday of his second grandson.

"I still look forward to every day," he told the Times in 2004.

Survivors include his wife of 39 years, Carolyn Wieder Lodish of Bethesda; three children, Elizabeth Lester of Rockville, Mark Lodish of Chappaqua, N.Y., and Emily Lodish of Phnom Penh, Cambodia; his mother, Naoma Lodish of Pembroke Park, Fla.; two brothers; four sisters; and two grandsons.


08-01-2008, 10:50 AM
Cop was 'phenomenal,' say friends
Folks can honor the memory of the late Roy Wells at his life celebration Aug. 3
By Sean Patrick Murphy; Staff Writer

One of Roy Wells' last requests was that people celebrate his life, not mourn his death.On Sunday, Aug. 3 there will be a life celebration from 1 p.m. to 5 p.m. at the Maple Shade 25 Club, at 60 E. Rudderow Ave.

"Roy wanted a party," Wells' brother, Rob, said.

Rob said Wells' family is grateful for all of the people who pitched in and helped raise money to make his house handicapped accessible and to help pay bills.

Wells was diagnosed about five years ago with Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis (ALS), also known as Lou Gehrig's disease. It is a terminal illness for which there is no known cure.

Wells, 41, leaves behind his wife Stephanie and three children, aged 21, 17 and 16.

"Roy was a phenomenal human being," Rob said. "He was an incredible husband, an awesome father."

Wells coached soccer, was a D.A.R.E. officer and was part of an E.M.T. squad.

"Roy really signified what it was to be a civil servant and a good human being," Rob said.

Wells and Stephanie were married for 20 years.

His father and uncle were police officers in Maple Shade for about 30 years.

"It's kind of a family business," Rob said.

Wells died July 22 with his wife by his side. Rob said the family got to say goodbye before Wells died.

Wells will be remembered as being a great person and a great friend, Rob said.

"Everybody that he touched had something incredibly good to say about him," Rob said.

Police officer Mark

Woodland had known Wells since he started as an officer and is a friend of the family for as much as 20 years.

Woodland said Wells was a very good officer and was great with families. His personality is what made him unique, Woodland said, noting he never saw Roy get angry.

"He was just one of the guys everybody liked," Woodland said. "He always had a kind word to say to everybody and he's going to be missed."

Police officer Misty Weiss knew Wells from when she joined the force in 1999.

She said Wells was outgoing, friendly, nice to be around and was always available if you needed him.

"Wells would go out of his way to fix the problem without hurting other people," Weiss said. "Wells leaves behind a legacy. We'll never forget him."

08-01-2008, 08:55 PM
Mario Medero, clinic founder, dies at 56


Published: Friday, August 1, 2008 at 6:30 a.m.
Last Modified: Friday, August 1, 2008 at 5:51 a.m.

OCALA - Dr. Mario Medero, an Ocala physician and founder of Medero Medical clinics, died last Friday at his home in Ocala. He was 56.

He died of ALS, also known as Lou Gehrig's Disease, said his wife of 13 years, Laura.

Medero was diagnosed with the disease nine years ago and lived longer than the two- to five-year life expectancy.

"He was very brave and he fought [ALS]," Laura Medero said. "He had a lot of hope that they'll come up with a cure in his time. He tried not to let [ALS] stop him and tried to acquire all the medical equipment that helped him stay active."

Medero was the son of a teacher and a plumber and was the first in his family to go to medical school.

He completed his medical degree at the University of South Florida in Tampa. He finished his internship and residency in general surgery at the University of Florida in Gainesville.

In the mid-1980s he founded Medero Medical, an occupational medicine facility for injured workers, and grew it to six clinics in Central Florida.

"He was an extremely dedicated and intelligent physician," said Cookie Dominie, director of operations for the company, who has worked with Medero for 21 years. Dominie said Medero was a visionary businessman and a caring person.

"He wanted to make sure workers were taken care of. He cared about the blue-collar workers," she said.

Medero also loved the Florida outdoors and activities.

His favorite hobby was deep-sea fishing. In 2001, after his diagnosis, he went to Cuba for a fishing tournament.

Medero enjoyed getting on his tractor and working around the family farm in Orange Lake, said his wife. The family eventually sold its farm because of Medero's disease. He also loved working on his boat in the Keys.

Medero was active in his clinic for several years after being diagnosed with ALS. He had an electric wheelchair at each of his clinics so he could get around and see patients.

But the progression of the disease finally stopped him.

ALS is a neurodegenerative disease that usually attacks both upper and lower motor neurons and causes degeneration throughout the brain and spinal cord, according to the ALS Association. There are limited options for treatment and there's no cure.

Medero stopped going to the clinics two years ago and it bothered him that he couldn't go, said his wife. "He used his hands and needed his hands and that was one of the first muscle groups that were affected," she said.

Medero enjoyed spending time with his family and three children, Hunter Rose, 11, Taylor Wade, 10, and David Marcus, 7. He was happy to experience being a father again, his wife said. Medero has two children from a previous marriage, Mario Antonio, 30, and Megan Kristine, 23.

Medero's death was not sudden, because of the gradual progression of the disease. ALS eventually affects the lungs, and the patients stop breathing.

Although he's gone, he has left those around him with valuable life lessons.

"One of his favorite things to say to me was, 'everyday is a school day,' " Laura Medero said. "That's something I'll carry with me."

"He loved life. He hated sleep and would say it's a waste of time. He lived a lot more than a lot of people. And he's in heaven now, walking around with a big smile," she said.

Naseem Miller may be reached at naseem.miller@starbanner.com

08-07-2008, 06:12 AM
Skilled draftsman loved flying, but becoming a geezer beat it all
By Kimberly Matas
arizona daily star
Tucson, Arizona | Published: 08.07.2008
Larry Cowell was a geezer and proud of it.
He said as much in the autobiography he wrote for family members and friends, titled "How I Became a Geezer."
As the only child of Harold, a bookkeeper, and Hannah, a nurse, Cowell thought it was important to record his family history for his children, grandchildren and generations beyond.
He recounted his Midwestern childhood, learning to fly airplanes at 16, flying reconnaissance missions during World War II, a bicycle trip from Detroit to Mexico City during college, starting a family, building two airplanes in his Midtown Tucson backyard, his 26 years as a draftsman and designer at Kitt Peak National Observatory, and traveling the world.
Copies of Cowell's autobiography were handed out during his memorial service last week. Cowell died on July 12 of amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, better known as Lou Gehrig's disease. He was 84.
Cowell had long been fascinated by air travel. He took his first flight at age 14 in Michigan. He had saved a few bucks from his paper route and a job as a golf caddie. He and a friend hitchhiked to Pontiac Municipal Airport and paid to go up in a two-seater open-cockpit plane, with Cowell sitting on his friend's lap so they'd both fit.
After that, Cowell was hooked. He signed up for flying lessons, paying the $7-an-hour fee first with his paper-route money and later cleaning planes in exchange for lessons.
He made his first solo flight on Nov. 9, 1940, an event that left Cowell feeling like "the happiest 16-year-old in the world," he wrote in his autobiography.
His skills served him well during World War II, when he enlisted in the Army Air Forces and was tapped to fly reconnaissance missions over Europe.
On his first mission over Germany, he looked down on the city of Cologne to see anti-aircraft shells bursting all around.
"It was frightening, but later I was to get used to this. In 51 missions, I don't think any of them were without some anti-aircraft fire," he wrote. "I didn't survive the war because I was smart; I was just lucky."
Cowell used money from the GI Bill to go to Wayne State University in Michigan and earn a bachelor's degree in liberal arts.
During the late 1940s, Cowell became involved in politics, campaigning for unsuccessful Progressive Party presidential candidate Henry Wallace. He met his future wife, "a pretty little blonde named Betty," while painting signs at campaign headquarters in downtown Pontiac. After graduation, Cowell tried to make a living as a writer, but his rejection letters didn't pay the bills.
A friend who was working at Pontiac Millwork Co. as a draftsman knew Cowell had an aptitude for drawing and got him a job. There, Cowell learned that he liked to design things.
"I loved the drawing, and even more, I loved seeing things being built that I had helped to fashion," he wrote.
When Betty's health began to fail, the Cowell family packed up, intent on moving to a warmer climate in California. They made it as far as Tucson and fell in love with the desert city. The timing was perfect. Kitt Peak National Observatory was being built, and the chief engineer needed draftsmen to work in the Tucson office. It was a job that would last 26 years.
"I worked a lot with Larry doing the same thing a designer. I had a pretty good idea about his skills, which were exceptional," said Arden Petri, who worked at Kitt Peak for 33 years.
Cowell's job, said former Kitt Peak electrical engineer Vern Russell, was drawing "the physical parts of instruments and telescopes, the metal that makes up an instrument. He would draw up what it should look like. He was very good at it."
Cowell's design skills and his easygoing personality endeared him to colleagues.
"Larry didn't have any enemies. None. He put up with people I wouldn't put up with; they were nincompoops," Dale Schrage said.
"He was the top guy. Whenever you had an important instrument, he was in charge of it," Schrage said. "Larry produced the conceptual design, the drawing for it. His contributions to the technologists were very great. He drew a lot of great instruments, and they all worked."
One thing he and Cowell didn't see eye to eye on was air travel. Schrage refused to fly in the wood-framed, two-seat, open-cockpit plane Cowell built in his Midtown backyard.
"I have a Ph.D. in aeronautical engineering," Schrage said. "I don't go up in anything that's not made out of metal and doesn't have more than one engine."
But Petri finally did brave the friendly skies with Cowell.
"I went up with him one time, and that was fun," Petri said. "He let me take the controls for a while. We flew all over Avra Valley."
The first of two planes Cowell built was a Pietenpol Aircamper. He began construction in 1969. Working on the plane in his spare time, he estimated it took about 1,500 hours to construct at a cost of $2,500.
Cowell took his first flight in the Pietenpol in 1976. The low-key man described the flight as "uneventful" in a journal he kept of the plane's metamorphosis from a pile of lumber to a flying machine.
Cowell later built a biplane in his backyard.
He and Betty had three children. David and Jenny grew up in Michigan. Mitzi Cowell, a local musician, was born in Tucson. She was one of the early passengers in the Pietenpol.
"There's something about being supported by the wind. It was never scary to me as a child," Mitzi said. "He would have fun with you. He would do some kind of fun turns that would make your stomach wind up in your mouth."
In retirement, Cowell traveled the world with his wife. When Betty died in 1992, Cowell traveled with his children. In 1994, he remarried. He and his wife, Joan, also began globe-trotting, and Cowell continued tinkering with his plane and taking flights over Tucson.
"He had an attitude that anything you put your mind to you can do," Mitzi said.
Yet in the closing chapter of his autobiography, the modest Cowell attributed his success to good fortune, more so than personal fortitude:
"So, this is how I became a geezer. It wasn't through any talent I have. It was luck. It seems to me that I have had more good luck than anyone else that I have ever known."
● To suggest someone for Life Stories, contact reporter Kimberly Matas at kmatas@azstarnet.com or at 573-4191. Read more from this reporter at go.azstarnet.com/lastwrites.


08-07-2008, 06:46 PM
After sister's death, family realizes breadth of her small world

By PAUL GRONDAHL, Staff writer
Last updated: 5:26 p.m., Thursday, August 7, 2008

NISKAYUNA -- Born with Down syndrome and unable to speak, Rosemary Amazon seemed to exist in her own, small sphere.

Listening to music soothed her. The Beatles were her favorite, especially ``I Want To Hold Your Hand.''

She stood 4-foot-5 and weighed barely 100 pounds. Her family called her Rosy.

Her piercing blue eyes seemed to peer into one's soul as she lay dying this week of amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, ALS, often referred to as ``Lou Gehrig's disease.''

The youngest of six siblings, she lived with their mother until age 39 at the family's Keyes Avenue home, until glaucoma took her mother's eyesight and she could no longer care for Rosy.

Rosy spent the past 11 years in a Niskayuna group home for mentally retarded adults.

``She was very lively and led a wonderful life,'' said Melissa Bender, director of residential services for the Center for Disability Services.

As a volunteer, Rosy put the salt and pepper into food containers for Meals on Wheels. She helped make dog biscuits for the Humane Society. She enjoyed bowling, rock concerts and swimming. She helped her sisters make a favorite family meal, ziti and meatballs.

Rosy had defied for so long doctors' expectations that she would die young that it came as a shock when she was diagnosed with ALS in April. For months, they had assumed it was the onset of arthritis after her hands and wrists became stiff and lost strength.

Rosy, of course, was unable to say what was wrong.

But her siblings knew she felt things deeply. Once, a boy riding past on a bike yelled ``Retard!'' Sheila looked over and saw tears running down Rosy's cheeks.

Her sister Jenny had taken Rosy into her Delmar home last Friday. Her five siblings gathered around Rosy's beside to offer comfort in her final days.

``It was so inspirational. She accepted everything with a smile,'' said her sister, Sheila Spraragen.

``She had such grace and beauty and dignity,'' said her brother, Dana Amazon. ``She was pure love.''

What they had always considered Rosy's small and limited world was nothing of the sort. They came to understand just how wide her impact had been in an outpouring of condolences after her death Tuesday at age 50.

``She touched so many lives,'' Connors said. ``I think she had more friends than all of us.''

A Mass of Christian burial will be at 10 a.m. Saturday at St. Helen's Church, 1803 Union St., Niskayuna. Memorial contributions may be made to the Center for Disability Services Foundation, 319 S. Manning Blvd., Albany, NY 12208.


08-07-2008, 08:48 PM
Dean L. Jones
Thursday, August 07, 2008 The Oregonian
A memorial service will be at 2 p.m. Tuesday, Aug. 12, 2008, in St. Barnabas Episcopal Church in Portland for Dean L. Jones, who died Aug. 2 of amyotrophic lateral sclerosis at age 85.

Dean L. Jones was born Jan. 26, 1923, in Oak Creek, Colo. During World War II, he served in the Navy in the South Pacific. He graduated from Southern Oregon College of Education and received a master's degree from the University of Oregon. He moved to Portland in 1948. He was a partner in the insurance firm of Jewett, Barton Leavy & Kern for more than 30 years. He served on the boards of the Parry Center and Rosemont School. In 1947, he married Evelyn M. Wirostek.

Survivors include his wife; son, Charles L.; and sister, Francis Gregory.

Remembrances to Duck Athletic Fund in Eugene. Arrangements by Finley's.

08-08-2008, 08:39 AM

Craig Mackey
August 8, 2008

Craig Merlin Mackey lost his battle against ALS/Lou Gehrig's Disease, but was truly blessed as he was set free from his earthly body on Tuesday, July 29, 2008. He was 56 years old.

Craig was a partner in the CPA firm Kafoury, Armstrong and Co. in the Las Vegas office. He was especially proud to be associated with wonderful colleagues, staff and clients.
Craig loved life, bass fishing, golfing, a good cigar, and a dirty martini. One of the highlights of each year would include the various adventures planned by his cousins and travel buddies, Gerry and Becky Kolesiak. From wine tasting throughout California to golfing in Hawaii, to cruising Alaska's interior passage, Craig live life to the fullest and was excited as each new experience unfolded before him.

We will miss his smile, wit, goodness and his caring and kind manner.

His friends and family will forever treasure many happy memories.

Craig leaves behind his wife of 35 years, Teresa; son Alex; daughter Janna Nicole; mother Belle Mackey; brother Cecil (Patty) Mackey; sister Diana Mominee; in-laws James and Aida Betty and Jim and Cathy Betty; as well as numerous nieces, nephews, cousins, and many dear friends.

He was proceeded in death by his daughter Jenna Miranda; father George Mackey; brother-in-law Ben Mominee; and nephew Russell Mackey.

Services were held on Sunday, August 3, at the Mountain View Mortuary, 425 Stoker Ave., Reno, NV. A reception followed.

In lieu of flowers, we request that donations be sent in honor of Craig Mackey to "ALS of Nevada", 6370 W. Flamingo Suite 3, Las Vegas, NV, 89103.


08-08-2008, 11:14 AM
Ronald C. Schumacher

BEAVER DAM, Wis. - Ronald C. Schumacher, 52, of Beaver Dam went to his heavenly home after a long battle with ALS on Monday, Aug. 4, 2008, at University Hospital in Madison surrounded by his family.

The visitation for Ron will be at Murray Funeral Home in Beaver Dam on Friday, Aug. 8, from 4 to 7 p.m. and at St. Katharine Drexel Parish, 127 W. Maple Ave., Beaver Dam, on Saturday, Aug. 9, from 9:30 a.m. until time of Mass. The Mass of Christian Burial will be held at St. Katharine Drexel Parish,

127 W. Maple Ave., Beaver Dam, on Saturday, Aug. 9, at 11 a.m. Father John Schreiter will officate. Burial will follow the Mass at St. Peter's Cemetery in the town of Beaver Dam, where military graveside services will be conducted.

Ronald Carl Schumacher was born Jan. 21, 1956, in Richland Center, Wis., to Ronald and Kathleen (Herlitz) Schumacher. He was a 1974 graduate of the Richland Center High School. He served in the U.S. Army from 1975 to 1977, working for NATO for 15 months while stationed in Germany. Ronald was united in marriage to Jean Guenther on Sept. 21, 1985, at St. Columbkille Catholic Church in Astico, Wis. The marriage was blessed with two children. He is a past member of the Tomah, Mauston, Sparta and West Salem, Wis., Lions Club, and past member of the Sparta American Legion Post. Ron was a 1981 graduate of the University of Arizona and was sales finance manager for Waupaca Housing in Wisconsin Dells, Wis. Ron has been battling ALS since 1999. He was a member of St. Katharine Drexel Parish in Beaver Dam.

Ron is survived by his wife, Jean Schumacher of Beaver Dam; his two children, Gabrielle and Jordyn, both at home; his father, Ronald L. Schumacher of Richland Center, Wis.; his sister, Debra Phillips of Iowa; his mother-in-law, Hedwig Guenther of Reeseville, Wis.; many brothers-in-law and sisters-in-law, nieces, nephews, other relatives and friends.

Ron was preceded in death by his mother; his brother, William Schumacher; his father-in-law, Lawrence Guenther; two brothers-in-law, Larry Lenz and Myron Nehring, his "co-conspirator in crime"; his sister-in-law, Rosie Nehring; and his great-uncle Charlie.

Murray Funeral Home in Beaver Dam is caring for the family. Online condolences may be offered at http://www.murrayfh.com/.

08-11-2008, 02:04 PM
Former police chief of Idaho town succumbs to ALS
By MEGHANN M. CUNIFF | The Spokesman-Review Published August 11, 2008

Jason Felton lost his ability to speak several months ago.
Lou Gehrig's disease had left most of his body immobile and the former Hayden Lake police chief relied on his eyes to communicate. Family, friends and nurses who visited at the home Felton shared with his wife, Cynde, would hold up a series of alphabet letters and follow his eyes to the correct one, piecing together words and, ultimately, sentences.
It was through that careful process that Felton, 54, told his family it was time for him to go.

"His mind was 100 percent, trapped in a body that would not work," said his brother, Richard Felton.

Family and friends gathered around him Friday as his ventilator was unplugged. More than a thousand people, including law officers from across the region, are expected at his memorial service Wednesday.

A motorcade with at least 100 squad cars will drive through the Rathdrum Prairie to Hayden Lake City Hall before Felton's burial at the Coeur d'Alene Memorial Gardens. Bagpipers and a full honor guard will attend.

Diagnosed in 2006 with the disease formally known as amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, Felton retired as police chief after more than 27 years, and then lived about a year and half longer than doctors expected. ALS gradually withers away the nerve cells in the brain and spinal cord that control muscles, causing the muscles to weaken and waste away. The eyes are the last to go, and Jason Felton's eyes were almost there.

The community rallied around Felton when he retired as the city's only police officer. More than 700 people attended a fundraiser, and he was honored during the Hayden Days parade in 2006.

"I had no idea how big his family of friends was," Richard Felton said. "People from all over the state kept calling, saying, 'Can we just come by and see Jay?' It's pretty incredible."

Kootenai County sheriff's Capt. Ben Wolfinger called Felton "a great guy."

"He loved being a cop, and he loved being a public servant. That was just his life," Wolfinger said.

Felton was born in Spokane and moved to Moscow around the age of 10 when his mother married Robert T. Felton, a district court judge. He became Hayden Lake's sole police officer in 1979. He and his wife have five grown children.

"He liked the simple things in life," said his sister-in-law, Tamara Felton. "He loved to fish and have bonfires. He loved to cut wood. He loved to sit outside with Cynde and watch lightning storms."
Hayden Lake Mayor Nancy Morris worked with Felton for more than 20 years at Hayden Lake City Hall, where she served as city clerk until 2003.

"He was good for our city, and I think we were probably good for him, too," she said.

Patrolling the 6-square-mile town for as long as he did meant he knew pretty much everyone, and understood their situations, said Tom Gorman.

Gorman joined the Hayden Lake City Council after Felton retired but knew him through police interactions over the years. He recalled Felton pulling over his then-16-year-old daughter for speeding several years ago.

Felton knew the family had recently put larger tires on the car.

"That's why you're going so fast. Remember that," Gorman recalled Felton saying before letting the girl go with a warning. "He knew when to be tough and when to be lenient."

Felton told The Spokesman-Review in June 2006 that he planned to dedicate his time to researching ALS and seeking alternative medicines to help fight it. But Morris said Felton was realistic about his fate. He showed up at her home after he was diagnosed to share the news.

"He and I sat out there and bawled for a half an hour," she said. "I told him he'd win, but he said, 'No, there's no winning.'"


08-15-2008, 06:50 AM
Carolyn R. Barton (1953-2008)
Carolyn Rebecca Barton, age 55, passed from this life Aug. 7 after a brave battle with ALS (Lou Gehrig's disease.) Carolyn was a graduate of Oberlin College and received her PhD in biology from the University of Wisconsin in 1981. A resident of Alameda for the past 8 years, she lived in Foster City for 10 years prior to that.

She worked at Applied Biosystems in Foster City. Carolyn was most proud of her accomplishments in biotechnology that contributed to the effort to sequence the human genome. She took up sailing in mid-life, navigated the family boat and was not afraid to try new things.

As a participant in clinical trials to test therapies for ALS, Carolyn found hope and contributed to the knowledge that she knew would one day help others. Carolyn's Crusaders, a team walking in her honor in the Bay Area Walk to D'Feet ALS, raised over $10,000. She is mourned by her husband Mario Sepulveda, children Stephen R, Annmarie and Alexandra Sepulveda, sisters Louise Miller (Melville "De" Miller) of New Jersey, Anne Wittke (Barry Malpas) of Flagstaff, AZ, Betsy Barton of Durham, NC and Mary Barton (Beth Biegelsen) of Chevy Chase, MD, brothers Edgar E. Barton, Jr. of Wilmington, NC, John Barton of Alpine, CA and Jim Barton of Asheville, NC, and 10 nieces and nephews.

In lieu of flowers, donations in memory of Carolyn may be made to the Forbes Norris Clinic at California Pacific Medical Center PO Box 45234 San Francisco, CA 94145-0234.

08-15-2008, 06:36 PM
Longtime Bessemer city judge Jackie McDougal dies at age 68
Friday, August 15, 2008
News staff writer
Longtime Bessemer city Judge Jackie McDougal died Thursday after a bout with Lou Gehrig's disease.

Mr. McDougal was 68. He recently left the bench and shut down his law practice as a result of his illness.

Mr. McDougal had been a municipal judge for 33 years. His friends held a retirement ceremony for him last week at the Bessemer Civic Center.

"He was straight as an arrow," Bessemer Circuit Clerk Earl Carter said. "He treated everybody the same. Everybody knew Judge McDougal would treat everyone the same. I never heard a negative thing about him."

Mr. McDougal, who started practicing law in 1969, did work for a time after being diagnosed with the disease and made his way around the courthouse in a motorized wheelchair.

He made an unsuccessful run for circuit judge in 1998.

"He had a unique way of dealing with people," said Circuit Judge Mac Parsons, who won that 1998 election. "He empathized with people. Whenever someone was before him, he spoke in a soft, low voice. That was a sign of respect for the person. He impressed me."

Lawyer Ralph "Buddy" Armstrong was a high school classmate of Mr. McDougal's.

"I've practiced law in front of Jackie ever since he's been on the bench," Armstrong said. "I never left his court thinking that my client hadn't been treated fairly."

Viewing will be today from 4:30 to 7 p.m. at Peoples Chapel Funeral Home. A graveside service will be held Saturday at 10 a.m. at Cedar Hill Cemetery.

E-mail: rgordon@bhamnews.com