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1947

Ruth Schleicher Kroon
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Sallie Wirt Garrasi and husband Sam moved to a retirement community near Schenectady, NY.

Judy Gellert Berkley spent three weeks in a beautiful old farmhouse on the Maine shore last summer, enjoying seafood right off the boats and plenty of kayaking and sailing. “It was a marvelous time of peace and beauty,” she reports.

While visiting Cilla Wheeler Vickery in Sarasota, FL, following an Elderhostel program on theater, I had lunch with Ann Trainer Williams ’53, who mentioned that Jane Wolfe Moore has a new address in Salisbury, MD.

Joan Houghton Wynne says, “I’m still glad I went to Skidmore, despite the bitter cold and snow drifts.” She enjoys spending time with granddaughter Isabella, 3, who lives nearby. Joan summers in Guilford, CT, and Long Island Sound. For over 40 years she has entertained at senior centers as a member of the Song Pipers chorus.

In addition to doing water aerobics, Jeanne Clements Roth plays lots of bridge—“at a higher level than the games we had at Grove House,” she says.

Mary Miller Solari had a great time with her three children on a two-week Panama Canal cruise on the QE2 this past spring. Ten days later, she spent two weeks on the beach in Puerta Vallarta, Mexico.

Golfer Do Dunkel Jerman wants everyone to know she’s now up to 13 holes-in-one. Do is moving to Calabasas, CA, to be near daughter Connie, her husband, and two children.


Joan Schimpf Root plays golf with Mary Jane Ullman Getty in Naples, FL.

Clem Roth informed me that Fluff Jenney Hume’s husband, Walter, died in January. Our sympathy to Fluff and her family.

I’m sad to report that Peter, my husband of 50 years, died in March after many years of progressive nuclear palsy. The e-mails and phone messages received from classmates were greatly appreciated. I left for an Elderhostel program on Renaissance art in Italy a week later—which, while not exactly conventional, turned out to be very therapeutic. It was nice to recall the happy and healthy years Peter and I shared there.

While vacationing in the Bahamas in February, Betty Noyes McMath was bitten on the leg by a poisonous brown recluse spider, which she didn’t notice until she became stricken during the flight home. Carried off the plane in North Carolina, Betty was hospitalized for 10 days there before she could be moved into a nursing home in Michigan, where she recuperated under the watchful eye of daughter Charlon McMath Hibbard ’71, a board member at the home. Happily Betty made a full recovery and was back home in Schenectady by mid-April. Within a few days, she was tending the garden in front of Wilson Chapel on Skidmore’s campus.