Elinor Chuha, Faculty Member 70s-80s
Miss Chuha was a tough French teacher. She wouldn't let you slide by with American pronunciations or get lazy about conjugating verbs. Her class was hardly a laugh riot. But she was kind, patient and somehow made me feel that learning French was an important milestone on my way to adulthood. It wasn't easy, considering that all my friends were learning -- and using -- German. Several times when I was thinking about dropping French, she urged me to reconsider. I am so glad I did. I've traveled to French-speaking countries many times in the past decades and am frequently complimented on my accent. In Quebec, a waiter told me I spoke French "like a Parisian." Thank you, Miss Chuha. Your gentle soul deserves to rest in peace. Au revoir! Tamar Abrams, Class of 74 Tamar@erols.com (February 2, 2005)

Coach Elliott, Faculty Member
Coach Elliott died in September 2002.  Mrs. Elliott is setting up a Memorial Fund with AOSHS (American Overseas Schools Historical Society) right now.  The address for AOSHS Memorial Program is: PO Box 4312, Scottsdale, AZ  85261 and folks are to put Jim's name in the memo portion of checks.  This goes towards several goals and legacy bricks will be located at the headquarters in Wichita, KS once the building is completed.  Memorial check can also be sent to Nina and she can forward them as well. Nina Elliott's address is: 8 Wentworth Ct. Trophy Club, TX  76262.  817-491-5957, elliott9a@aol.com ~info from Julie Thompson 82 jtrnphd@sbcglobal.net (October 4th, 2002)

Priscilla Noddin, Faculty Early 50s
This is a note from Penny Olson Uselton 55:
Priscilla Noddin was a teacher extraordinare!  Although she left no living relatives, there are many former students, and friends, that cherish the memories of her as a teacher; a guide; and one who gave them precious encouragement.  She will be missed by all whose life she touched!
Shortly after World War II, Priscilla, along with her parents, the Ernest Boswells; her sister Ernestine [Edris]; and her cousin, Elsie Burbank, bought the wonderful Victorian home at 81 Talbot  Avenue, now in the historic district of Rockland.  After the parents died, the ladies continued living in the house until a few years ago when the sisters sold the home and moved to an assisted living facility in Rockland.  In the last few years, Priscilla moved to a nursing facility in Owls Head, ME.  
Priscilla graduated from Anson Academy in northern Maine; and always enjoyed making annual pilgrimages for reunions there.  This is where her ashes are to be buried this Spring.  She received her B.A.  from the University of Maine; and started her 44 year teaching career  which lasted until 1975.  Her teaching skills in literature and social studies, brought her to Rockland High School where she taught college level English, as well as taking on the challenge of teaching Shakespeare to the “shop” boys at school.  Undaunted by discrepancies in “supposed” abilities, ALL of her students took the same test; and they all did well!  That was the type of teacher that she was.  She also taught at the University of Maine and the State Teacher’s College in Farmington.  In 1951 she took a teaching assignment with American Military Dependents School System and taught in Wiesbaden, Germany at the General H. H. “Hap” Arnold High School.
This afforded her many opportunities to travel throughout post-war Europe.  She gained many new colleagues; and befriended, and taught, many new students from all over the world, even some from behind the Iron Curtain. 
The house at 81 Talbot Avenue was a hub for church; school and community activities.  Many visitors came from all over the United States including teachers, students, parents of students and children of former students.  Priscilla once described the their activities as being “up to their ears” in preparation for a fair and their involvement in various committees in Rockland. 
Priscilla was, along with her sister and cousin, a role model of the best type for all of us to emulate.  She has left us the better for having her in our life. She taught college level English at Rockland High School; and also taught at the University of Maine, Farmington State Teachers College, and Presque Isle Teachers College.  She was an active member of the Shakespeare Institute; the Shakespeare Society, the Golden Rod Chapter; Order of the Eastern Star; the Pratt Memorial Methodist Church; and, more recently, the Aldersgate Methodist Church.  Her ashes were buried on June 7, 2003 in Sunset Cemetery, North Anson, Maine.

Richard McClenahan, Class of 1951

Dear Alumni,
This is a letter from a family member of one of our Alumni Richard McClenahan, class of 1951.  It was sent to a friend of his, Eugene Marteney, also Class of 1951, who responded below it and sent me a copy.  I thought that it was very poignant and Eugene has agreed that I can copy it for the online Memories Page.
Sincerely,
Lyn Baskett Fort, Class of 1976
President: Gen. HH Arnold H.S. Alumni Association

From: “Kim Crawford" <crawford@stny.rr.com>
Sent: Friday, September 27, 2002 9:14 PM

Dear Mr. Marteney,  My name is Kim.  I am Richard McClenahan's step daughter, although he was always considered a father to me.

I found a letter from you while I was sorting thru some papers.  I thought that you would appreciate being informed that he passed away on Sept. 15, 2002. He has had a bad heart for quite some time.  He contracted congestive heart failure again, which caused a small heart attack.  While in the hospital he also developed bi-lateral pneumonia.  He passed away 3 weeks later.

I just wanted you to know that he had mentioned, fondly, the Correspondence with you.  It brought back many happy and special memories to him.  It was very nice of you to reach out to him after all of those years.  I know he appreciated it greatly.

Thank you on behalf of my sister, Sue and Richard’s beloved granddaughter, Jennifer.

Kim Crawford

Eugene’s Reply to Kim on September 27, 2002:

Kim, I want to thank you very much for taking the initiative in writing me. I truly appreciate the gesture and thoughtfulness.

Let me share in your grief at Dick's passing. He was truly a friend. Not only did I know him in Germany, but, typical of military families, we reunited in Washington DC. He lived just a few miles from me in Virginia.For the summer of 1952 or 53 (between college years) we had many fun outings together. Like most of us, we went separate ways, although not forgotten. I was so happy to "discover" him back in 1999, while I was looking for old colleagues for our school alumni work. I found him on Yahoo people search, along with several other Richard McClenahans. So I sent letters to each and got a response from Dick. Since that time we exchanged a number of memories and photographs through letters and e-mails. I was hoping he would be able to participate in some of the alumni reunions but I realized his health was not good, so I did not press him. 

When I went to Wiesbaden in 2000 I took a photo of his old "house" for him. You may find it in his papers. He must 
have loved his family as he constantly talked about the children and grandchild, how his wife would have enjoyed her performance in the "Sound of Music". 

My most recent e-mail from him was August 20. He seemed upbeat about getting his new computer back to work so you message comes as a shock.  The greatest disappointment is that I had hoped to be able to take a trip to New Your some day to visit him. I guess I will have to wait. He was the only colleague from my class that chose to correspond. The others simply don't seem to care. So you know that I really share in your loss.

I hope you do not mind if I relay the message on to the Wiesbaden Alumni association. They will want to put a not in the next newsletter and in the Alumni directory. If there is a obituary or life history at a memorial service, I would be pleased to obtain a copy. 

Finally, if you find anything in Dick's wherewithal relating to the times we were together which you are going to throw out or do not know what to do with it, I would be pleased to use it in the school archives. He talked about doing what I have done, restoring old photograph negatives and slides with a scanner, for example. 

Please accept my condolences and offer my sympathy to the rest of the family.

Eugene Marteney
Class of 1951
erminpr@caribe.net

Dorothy Pasch Harrington, Class of 1960 "Dottie (".t"), as she signed her name to friends) was a good friend during the year I was at Wiesbaden.  I guess she was really my first "girlfriend".  I moved to Ramstein for my senior year, and rotated stateside in '60, and ".t" and I stopped writing.  She was an important part of my life, and I had, and have, a lot of affection for her.  I was reduced to tears when I found her name on the Honor Roll.  I am thankful for having known her, and offer my sympathy to her family." ~John Caldwell, Class of '60 (August 2002)

Walter "Skip" Kosky, Jr., Class of 1961   Here is a note from his brother, John Kosky 63 to Sandy Brunke Whalen 63:
Skip was at HHA in 1959-60, he also did prior time in Frankfurt 1958.  He would have been class of 1961.  He did graduate from Portsmouth High School in Portsmouth, NH.  Dad was stationed at the sub base there.  We left POrtsmouth in 1963, went to San Diego and Skip was in college at the University of Virginia.  He went into flight training in 68/69, got his wings and was assigned to Attack Sqadron 35, flying the A-6 Intruder (Ref: the movie "Flight of the Intruder").  He was lost in an accident, cause unknown, while on a re-fuel station off the USS Coral Sea.  They ejected outside of the envelope of the seats.  It was 25 December 1969.  He is interned at Arlington National Cemetary.  His wife, Carol, of San Diego, remarried and is the wife of a retired Captain USN, living in the DC area.  Her son by Skip just got married to a super net woman, just this last fall (2001).  Thank you for doing a Yomans Effort (Navy term for hard work) in helping us Military Brats stick together.  I have concluded that WE are a breed apart.
Thankyou, John Kosky, LCdr. USNR (Ret.)

Susan Ellen Eaton Cavaliere,  class of 1963. (January 23, 1945 - April 21, 2002) "It is with the deepest regret and sympathy that I must forward this notice on to our classmates of the class of 1963, and alumni of WHS. Sue "Sweets" was a great person! We managed to stay in touch all these years!!! Please remember her and her family in your prayers. I met her in 1960 at WHS and have very fond memories of her. Some of you shared a reunion in New Orleans 7 years with her when the Class of 1963 turned "50". We now can reflect our own memories of one of our own." ~Sandy Brunke Whalen 63 (May 5th, 2002)

Rise Rae McIntosh, Class of 1963 (July 29, 1945-Dec. 21, 1991) This is a link to her genealogy page on her brother Mike's McIntosh family web site: http://www.redwhortleberry.com/genealogy/index.html

Susan Ellen Eaton Cavaliere “MiMi”, died on Sunday April 21, 2002. Age 57. Beloved wife of H.J. “Cal” Cavaliere, Mother of Christopher John Cavaliere. Mother in law of Margaret Colna Cavaliere. Grandmother of Kirsten, Maddie, and was awaiting Marcel; Sister of Connie Eaton and Kathy Eaton. Daughter of Mildred and the late Charles E. Eaton. Also survived by many sisters and brothers in law and numerous nieces and nephews. The rock, the compassion, the love died peacefully as she had lived. Please go to the Memorial web site and sign the guest pages for Sue Eaton Cavaliere. www.lakelawnmetairie.com If you would like to send a card to her family the address is : Mr. Cal Cavaliere and Family 991 Mouton New Orleans, LA 70214

"Marty" Ramon Huber Bain, class of 1965

Carole Anne Maloney Shellenberg, class of 1965 56 years old, passed away peacefully May 5th after a courageous battle with cancer, surrounded by husband, son, family and friends. Born Jan. 9, 1949 in Frankfurt , Germany , the 3rd of eight children born to Edward and Bernice Maloney, Carole was employed by the Cherry Creek School District . She is survived by her husband of 25 years, Michael, son Christopher, 24, mother Bernice, sisters and brothers Eileen, Jim, Rick, Mike, Bob, Diane, and Pat, relatives and friends. All who knew and loved her will carry the experience of having been seen and treasured through her loving eyes. A viewing will be held Tues May 10 from 5-8 pm at St. Simeon, 22001 E Hwy 30 (6th Ave east of Buckley) and Mass of Christian Burial will be celebrated Wed May 11, 10:30 am, at Queen of Peace Catholic Church, 13120 E Mississippi Ave., Aurora. The family requests that in lieu of flowers, donations be made in Carole's name to the Gateway Battered Women's Shelter! at P.O. Box 914, Aurora, CO 80040 or the American Cancer Society. ~ Published in the Denver Newspaper Agency from 5/8/2005 - 5/9/2005.

Chris Busse, Class of 1966 Our dear brother in spirit and music.....especially music, Chris Busse passed from this life at 7:30Am EST December 10, 2005. Those of us from Hahn, especially the Shads, remember him fondly. He was our drummer. Could never sit still. We thought we lost him in the Nam. Wrote a song about him. Then he surfaced alive. We had several great years with him. Recording at Dave Magills studio in Lawrence, KS. Block parties in Minneapolis at Chucks. We knew he had cancer, but he told us he beat it twice. Even compared scars. Always cheerful and strong. Always the never still Chris. Always moving. Always percussive. Always with the beat. Always with the rhythm. Always at the core. Hed never let us down. Always there. Loved him always. Love him still. Will love him until death.....and beyond. The first of us to pass through.
Mary for you and family, we cannot express our sharing of sorrow. It is too profound. From us......David, Davy, Chuck, Carl, Rendy, Bobby, Mac, Roque, FC and Koog......we share your loss.
Bless you brother. We know your life was rich from family. Your musical family was enriched because of your presence. The world is a better place because of your walk. And, we were blessed to have walked part of the way with you.
See you in the session to come.......Love, Koog ~Fred Koogler '66 (December 2005)

Robbie Capps,  class of 1966 and a Dorm Animal and Trashman from Hahn was killed in the 'Nam in 1968.  I found him about twelve years ago in the publication, To Heal a Nation. I don't know any details,  but assume he was killed in combat.  His name appears on THE WALL in Washington, D.C.  Robbie was full of mostly clean mischief when we were all together.  His true personality was kind and gentle.  He had a good soul. David Magill,  also class of 1967, wrote and recorded a song in memory of Robbie in the Spring of 1999.  Dave wrote the song based on observations I shared with him from on my trip to Germany in October of 1998. My wife, Jane, and I did a driving tour that included visits to Wiesbaden, Hahn and many of our old haunts from 1963 - 1967.  The song is titled Thirty Years Ago ( Robbie's Song ) and is included on the Shadracks 1999 reunion tapes. Please include Robbie on the Honor Roll.  I'd appreciate it if you noted he died in service of his country and for all of us.     ~F. Koogler  '66 (Feb. 2, 2000) 

Katherine Araras Sigler, Class of 1966
Attention all Alumni of General H.H. Arnold H.S., Sadly mother, Katherine Arfaras (named as you would have known her) passed away from a long battle with cancer on May 19th, 2004. She fought for almost 2 years and was extremely brave throughout her battle. She is survived by her husband Richard Sigler, son Richard Sigler Jr. and myself, daughter Faith Sigler. You may view her obituary and messages that friends have left at www.haisleyhobbs.com, select obituaries and guest books and scroll to Kay Sigler. Please feel free to contact me if I can answer any questions at faithfsu@hotmail.com.  Sincerely, Faith Sigler

Peter Joseph Vitelli, Class of 1968
This is for Peter Joseph Vitelli who was a Marine veteran.  Pete was born December 6, 1950 and died July 25, 1979 from Melanoma.  He leaves his wife, Carol Meihack (Class of 1968, Wiesbaden) and a son, Ronnie. ~Carol Meihack Vitelli     (Dec 12, 2000)

Wayne R. Harrigan, Jr, Class of 1970
My older brother Wayne R. Harringan, Jr., Class of 1970, passed away on September 5, 2005 in Summerville, SC.  He was 53 years old and had served in the Army in Korea during the VietNam War.  He is present in in most of my memories of the two times my family lived in Wiesbaden, once when we were in Elementary school and then again at the High School.  ~Patti Harrigan Ehrhardt, Class of 1972, Sept. 2005

Mary Ann Pesce, Class of 1971
A recent note:  ''Maryanne Ill always love you with all my heart. I love you more than my self or anything else. I've loved you deeply from the first moment I saw you not a day goes by that I don't think about you and my heart is yours.  My queen, I worship you as a goddess. I'll never stop loving you. Forever yours - Douglas Vernell Lowe.(November 20, 2003)

Michael Laurendeau, Class of 1972 (May 6, 1953 - July 11, 2005) 
Mike was a true friend and a good man. Mike was a giver, but more importantly a doer. He was always known for going out of his way to help others. He served in the US Air Force from 3-16-81 to 10-23-84. His earthly remains are split between the National Memorial Cemetery in north Phoenix and his father's grave in Fairborn, Ohio, near Dayton. ~Russ Gazda, November, 2005

Roy Prickett, Class of 1972
Roy Prickett, Class of 1972 died on May 26, 2002.  He'd had a severe heart attack from which he simply couldn't recover.  Roy joined the Navy right out of high school.  I always thought enlisting in time of war was a brave thing to do.  He spent several years at sea and was promoted to Chief Petty Officer in less than usual time.  He finally decided to seek dry land and settled in Colorado, which he loved.  Roy was a quiet, kind man.  I hope some who knew him will remember.  ~Linda Prickett Chan, Class of 1975 (Sister) Sept. 27, 2002

Jacki Bold, Class of 1974

My sister was an artist and a patriot - She spent her time in the Army doing her part.  Her life was short lived and she always was excited to talk of her time in Wiesbaden and teh Germany experience - V/R - ~Her brother, Mike Boldi mikeboldi@cox.net 

John Tarsitano, Class of 1975
John was my little brother and was home to attend our father's funeral when he suffered a massive coronary and died.  He was in the navy at the time and was buried along side my dad in Arlington National Cemetery.  It was a terrible thing to have to bury a father and son so closely together in time.  John was a beautiful person, full of life, and a kind and loving person.  I thank you for allowing me to place this remembrance. He was only 28 when he died and our family misses him and grieves for the opportunities he will never have.  He was named after our father and I named my youngest son after both of them, so not a day goes by that I don't think of them both, and cherish the memories.   
~Thank you - Nancy Tarsitano Drake (Sister)

    Don Hastings, Class of 1976
Our brother, Don Hastings, passed away on July 1, 2001 after a year-long fight with Pancreatic Cancer. He was a member of the class of 1976. Don was a test engineer for the Boeing Aerospace Corporation in Huntsville, Alabama. Among his notable projects were serving as a member of the investigation team for the cause of the Space Shuttle Challenger accident; developing the operating code for the Space Shuttle boom arm; developing a process for performing emergency surgery in outer-space. During the last 10 years, Don was an integral member of the team building Space Station Freedom. His last project required him to secure the funding for the deployment of the Airlock, which allows astronauts to move freely between the interior and the exterior of the Space Station. This airlock was successfully deployed on July 14th, 2 weeks after his passing. Don always reminded us his best years were spent in Wiesbaden. Don was not married when he passed and left no surviving children. ~Denise Hastings (Wiesbaden '77) & Dan Hastings (Wiesbaden '80)

Michael C. Morin, Class of 1976
Michael went to Gen. H.H. Arnold High from a freshman to his senior year, class of '76.  After graduation Michael joined the Navy, he wrote of all the beautiful places he went too and the many people he met.  Michael spoke a lot about his years as a warrior and the classmates he left behind, but remember, you were all in his thoughts and heart.  Michael only lived a short life, it ended at the age of 22.  I think of Michael every day and remember the good person he was to all.  I remember the last time I saw Michael, he finally grew a mustache, he tried so hard in high school but could never succeed, he had that light hair. Well, Mike you did it.  ~Your sister Diane (Morin) Adams (Feb 27, 2000)

Bonnie Acuna  Class of 1977

(July 24, 1959 - March 8, 2001)

When I got the email, I couldn’t read it all at once. I had opened it and saw the words, "Lyn, Bonnie passed away today at 345 pm….." My heart dropped and I had to leave the room where my computer lives for over an hour before I got enough courage to go back in and read the rest of the letter. I knew that Bonnie had been sick for several years. She told me herself, back in 1996 at the Reno Reunion, that she had cancer. I remember hugging her and asking her questions about her medications and treatment. It was so difficult listening to her describe all that she’d been through, and knowing what she had to look forward to in the next few years. I said to her, "You are so brave. This must be really hard to talk about." And she said, "No, it’s a relief. I know that I’m among friends when I don’t have to hide all of this." And I know that she talked to several others at that reunion and the next one in Denver, 1998. She was too sick to stay in touch over the last 18 months, but her wonderful sister, Lisa, wrote to me often, telling me how Bonnie was doing, and encouraged me to stay in touch. I kept sending letters and notes and encouraging the folks from her era to send notes too. A lot of times, I just didn’t feel like I had time, but I kept thinking how I’d feel in her place. I want to thank all of you who took the time. Lisa told me that Bonnie had accumulated several shoe boxes full of get-well wishes and letters. She said that Bonnie was proud and comforted knowing so many people cared. And all of those letters were a great comfort to her parents as well in the last month. I want to say two things in this memorial. The first is that if you HAVE a friend, from 20 years ago or just last year, let them know how you are doing. If you’re doing badly and need comfort, give them the chance to listen. Give them a chance to help if possible, or listen to you, or share with you. Life is the pits when you’re alone and feeling bad, but it’s even worse when you know a friend is alone and you weren’t able to help. If you’ve done wonderful things, allow a friend to give you congratulations and best wishes. There’s a difference between bragging or demanding attention and sharing your joy with those who honestly care about how you’ve lived your life. A true friend won’t take advantage of you in your highest achievements and will never laugh or ignore you when you’re down. The second thing I want to say is if you ARE a friend to anyone, don’t delay. Don’t put off contacting them. If you can’t send a long letter, write a postcard. If you don’t have email, make a phone call. If you don’t know where they are, write to their sister or brother or parent or even your Alumni Association. Don’t think it’s not cool to call an old buddy and say, "I was thinking about you a second ago, and just thought I’d see how you were doing." Don’t say, "I’ll do it when I get a chance." Do it now. Close out this page and get it done. There is absolutely nothing more important in this life than letting someone know you care about them. Nothing. ~~Lyn (April 2001)  Bonnie's Biography can be found on www.mem.com .

Denise Ross, Class of 1979
It was with sadness tonight that I saw Denise Ross' name included among our fallen Warriors. My brother and I were in Wiesbaden from '74 to '77.  As a yearbook photographer in '77 I took many photos. None were more beautiful than those of Denise Ross. She was a bright, wonderful person with a terrific smile. Denise was a cheerleader at Gen HH Arnold HS in '77. She wrote "Thanks for the great pictures" in my yearbook that year. For every guy there is at least one girl in school who you'll never forget. For me, that girl was Denise Ross.  ~Brad Bauserman '79 (February 6, 2001)

Timothy Deslatte, Class of 1993
This note is from Timothy Deslatte’s Brother-in-law: Mike Hall, "I just wanted to let all of Timothy Deslatte’s friends know that on May 22, 2002, while working on a cell phone tower Tim and one other person fell to their deaths. Tim was buried at Ponchatoula, Louisiana at a family owned graveyard, Tim was survived by his wife Samantha, his son Noah, and his daughter Makenna, both children were are under the age of 5, also his wife is due to give birth to their third child in June. My name is Mike Hall, I’m married to Tim’s sister Amparo Deslatte, class of 1991. If you would like to send a message to Tim's family please feel free to email me at stonefish3@yahoo.com  and I will pass all emails on to Tim's wife." 

Note from Michelle L. Garcia  1993: I want to offer my deepest condolences to the Deslatte family for their loss. Tim & I lived in the same neighborhood (Nordenstadt) & rode the bus to school together. Tim & I, along with many of our peers, spent our senior Spring Break in Lloret de Mar, Spain. I remember thinking of him as a shy, quiet guy but once I really got to know him, we shared many long conversations. Tim was always there whenever I needed someone to talk to. I know I don’t keep in touch with everyone like I should and it is times like these that make me realize how much we all shared. My prayers are with his wife & children & the entire Deslatte family. 

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