60th Joint Reunion, WHS 62-64 gets further attention:
Ethel Benjamin Shuken (6/62)
Just wanted to add my two cents regarding the Classes of 62, 63, and 64 Joint Reunion. It covered my sister Rochelle (6/64) and brother-in-law David Kaplan (would have been Class of 63, but moved before WHS graduation) and myself!
Many thanks. It was wonderful connecting to our Weequahic family. We saw dear old friends and made some new ones. Made the trip from our home in Toronto, Canada worthwhile.
The committee did a terrific job. Everyone was happy to be there and put the world on pause for a little while. Thanks especially to my classmate Bonnie Zunk Vogel for taking the time to call and speak with my husband Barry and then later, me. She convinced us to attend. Barry, by the way, had a great time even though no one recognized him. He went to high school in Toronto.
Stay well classmates. Cheers to Weequahic. Ethel
Steven Epstein (6/63)
From the land of corn and beans (Illinois), A “huge thank you” to the reunion committee from those unable to attend. It was great to put a name to the faces in those pictures printed in the newsletter. Very emotional to see people that I started kindergarten with and finished high school with.
Now about that picture from the reunion that appeared in a recent “WHS Note?” I’ll call it “The Triplets.” To Chris Pervall (6/62), as much as I admired you, I don’t think you could front guard Bob King today. To my tall old friend Calvin Schwartz (6/63), you look like you could blend in here in the land where ethnic food is not lox and bagel, but biscuits and gravy. To Larry Layton (6/63), with your hat on you looked just like you did in high school. Further, Coach Fein was right, for that team you were a small forward not a point guard. Remember there is no I in team. Truly enjoyed being Team Manager. My best to all my ex-Weequahicites. Steve
Sharing some Weequahic High School related thoughts:
Margie Buman (60)
To Jac Toporek (6/63) regarding your note of never attending a WHS football game during your years at Weequahic. Ah, my friend, then you missed the joy of being so cold at the Thanksgiving weekend game every year. Also the glorious celebration when we finally won one game in four years, which was likely Hillside High; but someone please correct me if I’m wrong.
The joke I heard as to why the better footballers at Weequahic never tried out for football was that none of the mothers wanted their future surgeon sons to hurt their hands.
People asked why a chose to go to college at Michigan State and one reason, honestly, was they had a football team that won. At this point in my life, I still go to Homecoming at MSU and to the Homecoming Game. Not so good this year, but for the past five years it was great to be the winning team. Margie
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