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APA
PICNIC Following up on the enthusiastic fraternal spirit
displayed by the outpouring of bodies and enthusiasm at the March 2001
reunion in Rotterdam, we scheduled a golf outing/picnic for Friday and
Saturday, August 10 and 11. After
the initial suggestion of holding such a weekend, Tony Liquori quickly
came forward to coordinate the golf portion of the weekend.
Brothers Glenn—Sapir ‘69.5 and Garver ’71—planned the
picnic. Although available Saturday dates at Thacher Park
were scarce by the time planning began, the opportunity to reserve the
Knowles Flat Picnic Area for August 11 was our good fortune. The weather was perfect—dry of both rain and humidity—and
the facilities were ideal. The
area offered a sheltered pavilion, with electricity, a large barbecue
pit and smaller satellite pits, a ballfield, a volleyball court, two
sets of horseshoe pits and bathrooms that sparkled.
Thinking back to some of the places I frequented in my college
days, the latter feature was a definite improvement and a welcomed
amenity. The liquor permit
covered the other necessity. Best of all, the picnic featured a whole bunch of fraternity brothers, many of whom brought their spouses, some their children, others their grandchildren, and one even brought his purebred hunting pup. Every family threw $10 into the kitty, which covered all expenses, and one dish—a dessert, a salad, whatever—which covered a very long picnic table. Between the BYOs and the burgers and ‘dogs that Brother Garver brought to the affair, there was no shortage of food. The guys warmed up with some softball
fielding practice, during which most brothers showed their age.
Then the actual game began, with a few brothers distinguishing
themselves. Jack Leahy
‘73 proved that he still possessed the power that made him an APA
legend, and Jim Sandy, former SUNYA letterman, showed that he
could still swing a bat. Jim
Brady ’73 seemed to be on base every time we looked up.
Special recognition has to be given to Harry Hotaling, who
despite a broken rib, played a sparkling first base.
Bill Meehan ‘71, as undistinguished at horseshoes as his
opponent Glenn Sapir, played an outstanding outfield, snatching several
fly balls and, more importantly, finding almost all of the balls that
went into the woods. Earlier, Bill teamed with Bill Green ’72, who had
already displayed his athletic prowess on the links the day before, to
take on the two Glenns in horseshoes.
Green was good, demonstrating that there probably isn’t much
more to do in his native Salamanca than throw shoes and hit little
balls. Garver, however, was
better, and Meehan and Sapir pretty much just went along for the ride. Two shotputs sat in Sapir’s car, in case, any
oldtimer called for the renewal of the apparently faded tradition of
throwing a cannon ball. Fortunately,
no one called for their appearance, and most brothers went home in as
good a shape as when they arrived—which, generally, wasn’t saying
much. Class years ranged from Chuck McHarg, class of
’56, to John Vetere, ’77. Here are the brothers and guests who signed in (and
a couple who didn’t): Bob Anderson ’59 and Rosemary Bob Bleck ’72 and Bonnie Jim Brady ‘73 Jack Carter ’73 and Barbara ’73 and Jake Jake Carley 70 Russ Craig ’75 and Carole Terry Crowley ’76 and Joyce and Molly Tim Denman ’69.5 Steve DeVito ’74 and Charlotte Greene John Ewashko ’73 and Dianne and Lauren David Feldman ’60 and Tina Ross Glenn Garver ’71 and Gigi Bill Green ‘72 Bill Hopkins ’74 and Margie and Jeff Harry Hotaling ’71 and Andrea nee Winner ‘70 Warren Hull ’70 and Nancy Niles Chuck Hunter ‘63 Jack Leahy ’73 and Ginger and Sean Tony Liquori Mark Litcofsky ’75 and Amy Chuck McHarg ’56 and Doril Bill Meehan ’71 and Gail nee Femia Tim Minnehan ‘73 John Murphy ’77 and Joann, Conor, Kevin and Eileen Ed Poulter ’73 and Ellen Sal Ricciardone ’70 and Cathy nee Connors Steve Rosenberg ’74 and Fredda Jim Sandy ’70.5 Glenn Sapir ’70 William R. Smith ‘71 Jim Snack ’76 and Tara and Emily John Sollazzo ’73 and Bonnie Steve Thomson ’70 and Judy nee Verbridge ‘70 John Vetere ’77 and Christina and Daniel Howie Woodruff We hope that all who came had fun, and that the next time an event like this is held, even more brothers and their families can attend.—G.S. |
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