CLASS OF 1964
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Un Homenaje a Jeff
(An Homage to Jeff)
(Title a bit pretentious perhaps, but just offbeat enough
that we hope Jeff would approve. PBSII, no doubt, would.)
(Cherry Red and Silver background to signify Jeff's school spirit)
Jeff's senior picture - Accolade 1963
According to Flip, Jeff's memorial service may take place this spring. His ashes will be scattered at the Golden Gate by The Neptune Society. We will post any new information we receive.
Sad news: Jeff S., the President of the M/THS Alumni Association, member of the Class of 1963, Princeton undergraduate and Stanford Law graduate, and the single most important person in the organization over the last two decades in terms of personal time spent managing it for free, annual work publishing the alumni directory that has enabled hundreds, perhaps thousands of old friends to reconnect, and much more, passed away in San Francisco, Tuesday evening, September 24, following a long illness and hospitalization. When we learn funeral arrangements, we'll post them.
This page is devoted to Jeff recognizing his accomplishments and the invaluable pro bono work he did to make the association and our reunions such successes. More material to follow. Check back soon.
Some reminiscences about Jeff from emails and our class message board
From Flip - May 2, 2009
to Jeff's brother:
We saw by the stack smoke that the tug’s engineer had arrived before us to light off the engines, and after meeting the Captain, we climbed – with some help-from the crew – from the pier to the deck of the tug with no brow. Arrivals complete, the Captain had this flag hoisted on the tug’s halyard, the crew threw the lines over and we got underway about on time. It sprinkled on us a bit, as we made our way out of Alameda and across the inner harbor to the channel and headed toward the bay.
No one paid any attention to the increasing wet as we stood or sat about on the fantail or galley and told each other how we came to know Jeff, and what we remember of him, of how the many compartments of his life seemed never to cross-connect, and of how we felt when he needlessly sickened and died. We all knew Jeff in very different ways, and it was arresting to learn of the (many!) different parts of Jeff’s life we hadn’t known much of. The consensus seemed to be of a brilliant and driven person who sadly had no intimate life-companion to be with, and to advocate for him, but who, for that reason, was able to give so much of himself to his many friends and pursuits.
After churning our way down the channel and out of the inner harbor, we passed under the Golden Gate Bridge of the city Jeff loved so much. The swells and wind rose as we got out into Bonita Bay. The Captain slowed to a stop, turned slightly and made a lee, and had the flag half-masted, for Jeff’s service. I had brought a container of sand from the bullring in Sevilla gathered a few years ago, and put the sand with Jeff’s ashes. (Jeff was hardly a sentimentalist, but I think he would have forgiven me.)
We gathered on the starboard side of the fantail from wherever we had been talking, and the rain eased off. Jo asked me to say a few words, which I can’t now recall, and Jo and I scattered some of Jeff’s ashes over the water, as then did some others there. We then scattered the rose petals and roses (which were from Tina and Mr. Sullivan’s widow) over the side. The roses and petals floated above the plume that Jeff’s ashes made down in the water, and all drifted away from us in the current.
The memorial scattering made accurate the entry on the issued death certificate burial location, which reads, “At Sea off the Coast of Marin County”. The flag was then hoisted to full-mast as the tug turned about, and the rain resumed as we started making our way back. (Maybe to be buried in the rain is a fitting thing.) As we talked over the time it took to return to Alameda, there was the feeling that it wasn’t quite time to break up, in spite of the four hours together. So the plan was made as we headed back to go to a restaurant once we landed. And so we did, with the thought there that may be the Friends of Jeff’s might meet together again in a year to finish the business we had started of discovering who Jeff really was, well, as best we could anyway.
From Roger H. (Lightly edited to remove last names).
Dear Jill -- I'm on the plane heading for San Francisco. It's the first time in a while I've been able to get out to that city where I lived for four years in the 1970s. And, until I got the news, I was planning to go see Jeff in the hospital -- hoping, perhaps to get a glimmer of recognition from him -- at least to say good-bye. Now,
except for Jo and others we are grateful for tending to him, most of us have to say good bye by sharing our memories.
From Janice L.
of my fondest memories of Jeff was a few years ago when I was in SF for work. I
had called him and we arranged to meet at a favorite Spanish restaurant where he
took over the ordering of both wine and food very capably. Then we jumped in
some old white rattly sports car he had and he gave me a grand and very
informative tour of "his" city. That was before he'd been exiled to
Vallejo. He was dealt some pretty severe disappointments over the years, in
love, career, domicile (about broke his heart when he had to leave SF) and he
pretty much unfailingly dealt with them gracefully and with good (and very dry)
humor. It was also delightful to see the joy he took in sharing his wine cellar
at Ft. Lauderdale - great wine - it was like food! great company!
From Jill C.
One of the things I loved about Jeff was his great, dry sense of humor. I think my favorite memory of him will always be that Friday night at the Ft. Lauderdale when a bunch of us were in his suite till the wee small hours laughing up a storm. He was having such a good time and in top form.
his feisty soul. I sorely missed his presence at the reunion and will forever do
From Tony R.
never knew Jeff.
More to follow...
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