December 2004
Volume 5 Number 3

From the Editors

My Most Memorable Experience

There are many things that bring back memories, both pleasant and not so pleasant. What we really want to do is focus on the pleasant memories. Leave the bad stuff alone, unless you find the memorable, bad stuff, funny. Accidents aren’t funny…unless you’re Chris Thiel driving down Division Avenue, in front of the high school, and skidding on the newly laid gravel and winding up in the back of a truck. Now that was funny…no, not really funny, but there were a lot of people who laughed about it…but not Jimmy Thompson, Tommy Farrell nor myself. We were in the car with Chris…I remember ducking…I think the tailgate was open and out and we skidded under the tailgate. What’s your remembrance, Mr. Thiel? Think about your most memorable experience. Was it the day you graduated high school? Was it when your first child was born?

I remember meeting Elvis Presley. That was memorable for me but not the most memorable. There was another experience that topped that…and it wasn’t when I met Ace Frehley (from Kiss)…nor Bert Parks, the Miss America man…nor Polly Bergen (what a sweetheart she was)…not when I bumped into Joey Heatherton at the Waldorf Astoria. If you want to know my most memorable experience, tell me yours first..

Bob Casale

The editors have sent an email to the following former students inviting them to join our growing email list of alumni...

Maureen Abeles 1959-1963
Fred Adams 1960-1965
Linda Adams 1961-1965
Alan Aker 1959-1963
Pauline Albers 1959-1963
Robert Albertson 1961-1963
Marie Kachinski 1961-1965
Larry Kaczor 1958-1962
Robert Leo 1961-1965
Helen Levy 1954-1958
Joan Malfatti 1956-1960
Joann Massiello 1956-1960
Robert Pigg 1956-1960
William Thunell 1960-1964
Peter Vita 1955-1959

If any of you, our current readers, have been in touch with any of the above, please advise them about our newsletter. We did send an email to all through the site... We await answers back, but your help is appreciated. Our goal is to reach 1000 people each month.

The Editors

December Birthdays and Anniversaries
Welcome to Our New Readers
In Memory
News, Notes and Memories

December Birthdays


Anne Sullivan Kinsella, 1959 (HX) (need email address)


James Gorman, 1966
Carol Wills Erlwein, 1959 (NY & FL)


Kathy “Cookie” Koziuk Hannaman, 1960 (FL)
Jim Wise, 1958 (TX)


Susan Handwerk Ackerman, 1975


Bob Casale, 1961 (HX & PA)
Ruth Olsen Collins, 1956 (L.I.)
Tom Skelly, 1964 (SC)


Roger Weiss, 1969 (MA)


Mark Leippert, 1978 (L.I.)


Bill Fogelberg (VA)


Joy Watson Haller, 1958 (FL)


Marilyn Bowles Nejman, 1966


Carol Dichtenberg, 1976
Christina Moulton Morian, 1968 (TX)


Lisa Neuenhoff Esposito, 1973


“Murry” Dalaimo (need new email address)


Christopher Composto, 1979 (HX)

Belated wished to Ken Doris, 1963 – Nov. 1st


December Anniversaries

12/1/1962 – Chet and Betty Nichols
12/5/1981 – Kathy “Cookie” (Koziuk) and Roy Hannaman (FL)
12/6/2003 – Pam (Kurth) and Robert Baker
12/21/1954 – Gwen (McCue) and Roy Schaaf (FL)

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Welcome to Our New Readers

  • Bob Gillette

  • John Turi, 1961

  • Anita Turi Leone, 1964

  • Patricia O’Rourke Hoffer, 1965 (SC)

  • Ken Marcus, 1967

  • Jim Mattis, 1971

  • Phil Watterson, 1978 (HX)

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In Memory

  • I wanted to note the passing of Sue Smith (class of 1971) this past Aug 2004. She passed away in Ariz. I believe the cause was cancer.
    Jim Mattis (class of 1971)


    A Scholarship Fund has been established in the memory of Terry Farrell (HHS 1974), a decorated member of Rescue 4/FDNY and Chief of the Dix Hills Volunteer Fire Department. Terry, along with 342 of his brothers perished on September 11, 2001 in the
    World Trade Center attack.

    The Scholarship is open to the children of all active, retired, disabled and deceased FDNY Members or Volunteer Department Members residing in the 4 Counties of Long Island. (Nassau, Suffolk, Queens & Brooklyn)

    Photo Memories of Terry
    Terry was a proud, dedicated and highly motivated Firefighter as captured in
    these photos. View photo gallery

    Application Form

    All applications must be received by July 31. The award can be used for all levels of school from entrance through College. Get the application

    Support the Terry Farrell Bone Marrow Program

    Shortly after joining the New York City Fire Department (FDNY) in 1989, Terry Farrell, who lived in Hicksville, volunteered to be tested as a potential bone marrow donor. Farrell was part of a new program initiated by a fellow firefighter who had lost his sister from leukemia. Four years later, Farrell was notified that he was a positive marrow match for Chantyl Peterson, a 6-year-old girl from Las Vegas, NV who was deathly ill with T-cell lymphoma. When asked if he would undergo the painful transplant procedure, Farrell's decision, as he referred to it, was a "no brainer." He believed that whatever discomfort he might experience was of no
    consequence if the little girl's life could be saved. A year later, Farrell was notified that the transplant had been a success and a tearful reunion took place between Farrell, Chantyl and their families. Chantyl was treated to a tour of New York City, a fireboat ride
    and lunch with Farrell at Windows on the World at the World Trade Center.

    On September 11, 2001, Terry Farrell went to the World Trade Center once again, this time as a member of the FDNY's elite Rescue Company #4. On that tragic day, Farrell, 342 of his brother firefighters and 60 police officers, lost their lives when the Twin Towers collapsed. Farrell's death marked the end of a life dedicated to the welfare of others.

    Prior to his service with the fire department, Farrell had been a New York City Transit Police officer, serving in the Emergency Services Unit. In the community, he was a former chief of the Hicksville Fire Department and was the 1st Assistant Chief of the Dix Hills Fire Department at the time of his death. Farrell was also a tireless recruiter for the FDNY Bone Marrow Program. He would address every new class of probationary fire fighters and stress the importance of registering as a potential donor. Every time he would retell the story of Chantyl Peterson, Farrell would beam at the memory of that little girl. Farrell's efforts, and those of the bone marrow program's founder, retired firefighter Mark Kwalwasser, have resulted in many happy endings. To date, 35 other firefighters have successfully donated their bone marrow to save the lives of strangers.

    In the aftermath of the terrible events of September 11, 2001, the Police Emerald Society of Nassau County (PESNC) discussed ways to memorialize the many men and women who died that day. Terry Farrell's brothers, Dennis of the Nassau County Police Department and Kevin of the Metropolitan Transit Authority Police Department, both members of the PESNC, decided a fitting memorial to their brother would be to continue his work in the area of bone marrow donor recruitment. Born was the Terry Farrell Marrow Fund. For further information, call 1-800-933-BLOOD (2566), ext. 31.
    Article in part from

    Classmates Terry Farrell
    There's a nice picture of Terry...some of the rescue unit...Terry and his son...

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News, Notes and Memories

  • Hi,

    I am trying to find my 'ex' sister in law, Norma Langlois. I think her year was about 1965. We lost touch after her brother and I divorced in 1975. Online searches have not been successful. Is it possible to put my request in the newsletter with my email address? If so, will you please do so? If you can't, I will understand.

    Thank you!
    Joan Komar Langlois, 1961

  • My news is fairly routine.... retired three years, after 39 year career in banking. Two successful children and four Grandchildren including twins (boy and girl) for total of three girls and one little fella. Often drive by our old High School (now the Middle School) and think back to a happy time. Conclusion...we were all very fortunate to have grown up in Hicksville NY in the last "innocent" decade.

    We were equally fortunate to have had the guidance of fine old-fashioned teachers like Mabel Farley, Miss Burt, Miss Healey, Mr. Nazo, Mr. Rush, and Mr. Gelumbo etc. Miss Farley was a Miss not a Ms, she was permitted to read from the Bible in the Auditorium, they were not "educators" but Teachers and they most definitely came to teach. And if they had a Teacher's Union, we
    never heard about it. Teachers dressed like role models not like our pals. We had not heard words like Astronaut, Velcro, Teflon, civil disobedience, Blackberries or wireless communications. Most of us did not know where Southeast Asia was. President Eisenhower beamed out at us from the Rose Garden and seemed like everyone's kindly Uncle.

    Inflation was low, jobs were plentiful, our GDP was cranking along and folks were going to college on the GI Bill. We might have muttered behind our teacher's backs but would not have dreamed of "dissing" them, mush less threatening them. Sure we were naive, but that was because we were allowed to be young. Looking back I realize that whatever learning I failed to take away from that school was my fault, not the teachers'. We had our ups and downs to be sure, (my first love ditched me in my Senior year). But we had no fears about terrorism, pedophiles, addiction, red States and blue States.

    We were fortunate indeed and I am very grateful. Hope you are well.

    Frank Scarangella, 1955

  • Just a reminder that the chorus that I sing with, The Glass Menagerie, will be holding it's Winter Concert on Saturday, December the 11th. It will be held at St. Joseph's Catholic Church, which is located at the corner of 6th Ave., and Washington Place in Greenwich Village.

    The program will consist of "The Missa Brevis in F Major" by Mozart, " Laudate Jehovam, Omnes Gentes" by G.P. Telemann and many other holiday oriented pieces including our famous "Holiday Sing-along".

    Admission is a suggested $15. I hope each and every one of you can make it and really kick off the holiday season.

    Love to all
    David Teitel, 1968

  • Mid Island Shopping Plaza Memories

    When I find myself in today's claustrophobic indoor mega malls during the holiday season, I fondly recall Mid Island Shopping Plaza during this time of year. No roof. The cold wind (and snow) raced through the "mall," even though we didn't use that term. The places to eat: That funky dessert counter in Gertz. The smell of the candy in Newberry's. The charbroil grill in the window of Arthur Maisel's Restaurant. I have two words for you: Pizza D'Amor. The lunch counter at Kreges. The Brown Cow near the front of the bus stop. Shoes at Flagg Brothers: $9.99. Personalized service at Andrew's mens and boys clothing store, featuring a picture of Andrew standing next to Ceasar Romero (who appeared in the original "Oceans 11"). Electronic City for the "hi fi" aficionado. Baracinni's Candy. One day some few years ago I walked through the place, and the only remaining store from the early era
    was Lerners. But for those of us living in Hicksville in the late 50's when it opened, it became the place to hang out.

    Ken Marcus Class of '67

    By the way, do you e mail the newsletter? If so, put me on the list and keep up the good work.

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Thanks to the author, Diane Dean White, for her permission to reprint this story.


I don’t see them very often nowadays, but most baby boomers remember them. They were located on the main street of most towns and in each city. They went by a variety of names, but they always appealed to us for one reason on another. They may have been known as the Ben Franklin Store, S. S. Kressge, Woolworth’s or just the drug store on the corner. They often had doors that were large and hard to pull, or more often the kind that revolved and one person at a time went in.

They were a place where young children could buy a small turtle or a goldfish for ten cents and carry it home in white small cartons. Teens gathered to try on some neat sunglasses or glance over the latest shades of lipsticks. Most trips ended at the soda fountain over a cherry Coke or a hot fudge sundae. The main idea was that so many items were sold for such a small price and you could get a variety of things at the Five and Dime.

Mothers would come in and check over the yard goods and look through Vogue, McCall’s and other books with patterns. One area displayed a variety of favorite magazines. It was a time when we knew the store manager or owner, and we always said hello and acted polite, because the storeowner also knew our Mom and Dad.

Often the Five and Dime had a counter with stools and sometimes booths where we could order fries, cheeseburger and a shake. They also had a daily special, for workingmen who would frequent the Five and Dime. Women in starched uniforms and aprons would wait on the customers. Their hair was done up and covered neatly with a hair net. The booths with the large seats were big enough for three girls on one side and three guys on the other, and a dark green or gray shade, and the seats moved. A small jukebox with favorite selections was at each booth, which was the main reason we’d opt for that seating arrangement over the swivel stools at the counter, or the heavy straight chairs at a table.

When the Thanksgiving holiday came we knew where the decorations were kept, as harvest scenes with pilgrims and turkeys and pumpkins were placed in a central location for all to see. Very often a large box for canned food donations was placed for customers to remember those less fortunate, and people back then always did.

We never saw a Christmas decoration until the first week in December, and we could hardly wait to see the toys and items that were so popular that year. Usually there was a manger scene with a bright star over it, and Mary, Joseph and the baby Jesus was sat up as a welcome display. A real Christmas tree would be covered with lights ten sizes larger than the ones we see today, but that was popular back in the 50’s. Some tinsel and an angel on top would complete the décor. The special town tree would be located exactly where it grew, and that might be anywhere along the main street, away from the parking, but in view for all to see.

On a special night the store might stay open a little later to invite customers to shop a little longer. The smell of freshly made popcorn, peanut brittle, hot chocolate and coffee would remind us that the time of year for being extra good was here. We’d look at a special pair of skates or see a train set with a whistle tooting, as it made stops along the tracks, while in the background a record with Gene Autry would play, as he sang “Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer.”

In the late 60’s land developers began to visualize a compact shopping experience, where customers could go into a variety of stores. And after parking their car, they could go from one end of a mall to another, being able to purchase everything from clothing, to bath and bedroom linens, with a maternity shop, jewelry store and often a few small specialty shops. By the mid 70’s they were going up all over and the small Five and Dime Stores were beginning to become a thing of the past.

When we pass through a town today, and I see a Five and Dime, or what used to be one. I often ask my hubby to stop, because I know there are so few left, and there is something nostalgic about a visit back to the 50’s where Sso much fun and great buys could be found at these places.

“Honey, do you want to go over to the mall and look around,” my husband will ask. And I think of how much we have lost to progress, while my mind goes back to a simpler time and memories of a juke box playing "Mr. Blue", and all the great things found at the corner Five and Dime. © Diane Dean White 2004

Diane is a former newspaper reporter and freelance writer. Her work has appeared in numerous magazines, books and publications. She and her husband are the parents of three grown children and two grand-gals. Diane is the author of the book Beach Walks, a compilation of heartwarming short stories, and a novel released in October 2004, Carolina in the Morning. For more information you may visit Diane’s online home at or contact her at

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Ray Muller writes that the Class of 1955 has a reunion planned for October 12, 2005 at Captain Bills, Bayshore, NY. If Ray Muller or the committee has not contacted you, use the following to do so,

Pat Koziuk Driscoll, 1956 (FL)
Linda Piccerelli Hayden, 1960 (NJ)
Bob Casale, 1961 (HX)

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