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 John Kremer III
John died on November 26, 2025, in Scarborough. Maine. Born in Montclair, N.J., he came to us from St. George’s School. At Princeton he majored in History, joined Army ROTC, took his meals at Charter Club, and was a cheerleader and assistant Business Manager of Triangle Club. During junior year he married Joan Lee. Following service as an officer in the Army, he worked for the Insurance Company of North America and Atlantic Richfield for 20 years, with overseas postings in Spain (six years) and the U.K. Shifting professions he then became the business manager of Fryberg Academy in Fryberg, Maine, where he met his second wife, Leslie Russell. Along the way they served as Peace Corps volunteers in Lithuania, traveled in New Zealand, and cooked professionally. A perpetual learner, he learned to cane chairs and took violin lessons well into his seventies (“The cat hates me and Leslie always manages to be elsewhere when I practice,” he observed). John was predeceased by Leslie few months before he died. He is survived by his children Ellen and John, and four grandchildren, as well as three stepdaughters and their families.
Posted 2/17/26
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 Alan MacKenzie
Al died at home in Hartford, CT, on October 27, 2025, after a fall that caused kidney failure. The son a of a Navy Admiral, he was born at the Naval base in Cavite in the Philippines and came to us from Bethesda-Chevy Chase High School in Maryland. At Princeton he majored in Basic Engineering, took his meals at Quad, and rowed lightweights all four years, serving as captain in our senior year. When asked his major, he would say, “Crew.” His roommates were John Cooper, Larry Brennan, Pete Finch and Walt Conrad.
Then began a variegated career that included an MBA from Stanford followed by positions with Chevron, General Foods and Otis domestically and internationally, and included a one-year fellowship at MIT. Not happy in the corporate world, he then acquired the Hitchcock Chair Company in Hartford, which closed its doors in 1990. He then founded Our Piece of the Pie, a nonprofit that connected young people with small businesses and was involved with other civic and charitable organizations right up to his death.
Al is survived by Carole, his wife of 45 years; children Chas and Katherine; two stepchildren; and eight grandchildren and step-grandchildren.
Posted 2/14/26
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 Gerald P. Norton
We lost Jerry on December 5, 2025 in Ipswich, MA, after a bout with pneumonia and a long struggle with dementia. Born in Boston, he came to us from Baldwin High School on Long Island, where he and Don Kornrumpf were opposing football captains and lifetime friends. At Princeton he majored in Economics, ate at Cap and Gown, and was a varsity football letterman and wrestler. He roomed with Don Kornrumpf, Clark Woolley, John MacMurray, Stan Baldwin and Bob Craft. After earning his LLD at Columbia, Jerry spent his career practicing law in Washington, DC at Covington Burling, then as a partner at Pepper, Hamilton & Sheetz, and finally as a founding partner and ultimately senior counsel of Harkins Cunningham. He retired in 2018. “Norts” cherished his Princeton friendships and missed very few major reunions. He was a lifelong athlete, playing rugby for many years and tennis weekly, and took up windsurfing in his 40’s. Predeceased by his first wife Judy, he is survived by Amanda, his wife of 54 years, sons Adam and Jeremy and daughter Liza (Elizabeth ’91) and their families, which include six grandchildren.
Posted 2/14/26
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 Charles N. Watson, Jr.
Chuck died at home in Westbrook, Connecticut, on November 15, 2025. He came to Princeton from Pelham High School. At Princeton he was pre-med, majored in English, and ran cross-country and track. He briefly took his meals at Key and Seal, then joined friends Contee Seeley and Bill Rough to "eat on the street." From Princeton he went to Duke to earn a doctorate in American Literature. He taught at Washington State Pullman before moving east to join the faculty of Syracuse University, where he taught for 35 years.
Toward the end of his academic career, Chuck's lifelong interest in the natural world and self-sufficiency moved him to buy an old farmhouse and surrounding land in Manlius, NY. There he planted a garden that fed himself and neighbors, and often helped to stock a local food bank. In 2008 he and his life partner, Nance, moved to Connecticut to be closer to family.
After years of birding on his own, he joined the Audubon Society and traveled to the Carolina low country, Africa, and down east Maine in the company of old friends in search of “new” birds. He edited Audubon and Audubon Eco-Travel publications for a decade.
Chuck reveled in family life with the five children and eight grandchildren he and Nance shared. To all of them, the class offers its condolences.
Posted 2/7/26
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 Frederick D. Marquardt
Fred died on July 10, 2025, in Waxhaw, N.C. after a battle with cancer. He came to Princeton from Monroeville, PA, where he graduated from Turtle Creek High School. At Princeton he took his meals at Wison Lodge, majored in History, and was a member of the German Club and the Broken Arrow Club. He roomed with David Gay and David Kelly.
We are not sure about the next ten or so years of his life, but in 1973 he earned a Ph.D. in History from the University of California, Berkeley, then teaching at the University of Michigan before joining the Maxwell School of Citizenship & Public Affairs at Syracuse University. He taught there until his retirement, when he moved to North Carolina to be near his sister Anita.
At Syracuse he was appointed a Maxwell Professor of Teaching Excellence and was known for strict grading, but comments abound extolling his undergraduate teaching, almost always coupled with a grudging appreciation for his refusal to compromise his standards. One former student described him as “the most difficult, yet fairest, teacher I have ever had.”
He is survived by his sister Anita and her spouse, Tom Toth.
Posted 1/21/26
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 Harley Rankin, Jr.
Harley “Toby” Rankin, Jr. died on Dec. 29 at Sage Living in Jackson, WY. He was 86.
Born and raised in Philadelphia, Toby graduated from Episcopal Academy in 1957 and from Princeton University in 1961, where he played squash and ate at Cottage Club. His senior roommates were Barker, Ed Brown, Butt, Driscoll, Garrett, Mack, Bill Miller, and Sanger. After college, Toby attended Officer Candidate School and served in the U.S. Navy, attaining the rank of Lieutenant before studying at Harvard Business School, where he graduated with his MBA in 1967.
Toby built a long and distinguished career in finance, holding senior leadership roles at companies in the packaging industry before retiring in June 2002. He served as vice president and chief financial officer of Continental Can Company until it was the subject of a hostile takeover, one of several that Toby came through with resilience and determination.
He later joined two former executives from Continental Can who founded the packaging company Silgan Holdings. As executive vice president and chief financial officer, Toby shepherded the company from its startup stage through an initial public offering on the NYSE and contributed to its steady growth. Toby, along with both Silgan CEOs, was giving a presentation on the 41st floor of The World Trade Center Tower 2 on the morning of Sept. 11, 2001 when the terrorist attack occurred. All three were lucky to have survived. Toby retired in 2002 from Silgan with a plaque entitled “The Velvet Hammer,” an endearing term for his leadership.
Toby led an active life, continuing his favorite sports of squash, tennis, golf and fly-fishing as long as he was able. He served on boards both for the town of Darien, Connecticut, and for the YMCA where he contributed his financial expertise. Toby and Lucy moved to Jackson Hole in 2000 to embrace the active outdoor lifestyle and to be closer to their children who live in the Mountain West states.
A 1997 New York Times headline about Silgan Holdings characterized Toby’s life and career: “Despite a lack of bells and whistles, a can maker can be a good buy.” Lucy loved that line and they joked about it often. His long goodbye to a productive life was a valiant attempt to battle Parkinson’s Disease and dementia. He will be deeply missed.
Toby is survived by his wife, Lucy, and their three children, Chris, Todd, and Susie. Also his six beloved grandchildren: Emma, Molly, Eli, Zoe, Will, and Greer. He also leaves behind his sister, Binney McCague, and his brother, Peter Rankin. He was a loving and generous husband, father and grandfather.
Posted 1/22/26
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Frederick D. Marquardt
Fred died on July 10, 2025, in Waxhaw, N.C. after a battle with cancer. He came to Princeton from Monroeville, PA, where he graduated from Turtle Creek High School. At Princeton he took his meals at Wison Lodge, majored in History, and was a member of the German Club and the Broken Arrow Club. He roomed with David Gay and David Kelly.
We are not sure about the next ten or so years of his life, but in 1973 he earned a Ph.D. in History from the University of California, Berkeley, then teaching at the University of Michigan before joining the Maxwell School of Citizenship & Public Affairs at Syracuse University. He taught there until his retirement, when he moved to North Carolina to be near his sister Anita.
At Syracuse he was appointed a Maxwell Professor of Teaching Excellence and was known for strict grading, but comments abound extolling his undergraduate teaching, almost always coupled with a grudging appreciation for his refusal to compromise his standards. One former student described him as “the most difficult, yet fairest, teacher I have ever had.”
He is survived by his sister Anita and her spouse, Tom Toth.
Posted 1/21/26
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 John F. McLaughlin
John died on November 25, 2025, while celebrating his 64th wedding anniversary with his beloved wife, at home in Arlington, VA. Born in Philadelphia, he graduated from Passaic Valley High School in Little Falls, NJ. At Princeton, “The Redman” was VP and Co-Social Chair of Court Club, a member of The Aquinas Foundation, and Whig-Clio. He roomed with Nick Gotten and graduated with a History degree.
Then John chose civil service, starting at the R&D budget office of the then two-year old Federal Aviation Administration in Washington, DC. Moving to the U.S. Postal Service at postal headquarters included leading efforts that brought passport application processing to post offices nationwide. After twelve years and serving eight Postmasters General, John left for The Program on Information Policy Research at Harvard University. At PIRP he wrote “Mapping the Information Business,” a tool for viewing the whole information industry and the companies in it, which was translated into 20+ languages. During this time, John was elected a selectman in Lexington, MA.
In 1995, John retired and moved to Arlington, VA.
John is survived by his wife, Patty and their children, Moira, John, and Kevin, as well as six grandchildren and two great grandchildren.
Posted 1/8/26
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 Philip H. Pritchard
Phil Pritchard, of Asheville, North Carolina, passed away peacefully on February 17, 2025.
Born on January 3, 1939, Phil lived a life rich in service, stewardship, and hospitality. He graduated from Princeton University with a degree in Biology, and ate at Quadrangle Club. After college, he served his country as a naval officer.
On November 17, 1972, Phil married Elizabeth “Liz” O’Shea, the love of his life. Their adventures together took them to St. Thomas, U.S. Virgin Islands; Hammondsport and Rochester, New York; Palm Beach County, Florida; and finally, Asheville, where they settled in 1999. Liz’s obituary captured their decades of shared purpose in education, hospitality, and community, and Phil’s devotion to her—before and after her passing in 2020—remained constant.
In the Caribbean, Phil managed Bolongo Bay Beach Resort, bringing his easy laugh and exacting standards to a place that welcomed travelers from around the world. Later, in New York’s Finger Lakes, he became the vineyard manager (“vineyard master”) at Heron Hill Winery, where he delighted in the craft of tending vines and celebrating the wines and people of Hammondsport.
Phil’s love of the natural world led him to conservation work with The Nature Conservancy, and then to a calling that defined his later years: restoring the American chestnut. Based in Asheville, he served with The American Chestnut Foundation (TACF) as Director of Development and Special Projects, rallying support for the Foundation’s science-driven breeding and restoration efforts.
Phil also helped connect TACF’s mission to national leaders and institutions. In September 2005, he spoke at a chestnut planting at The Carter Center in Atlanta, an event attended and supported by former President Jimmy Carter, a longtime friend of conservation. TACF later highlighted President Carter’s role in establishing a demonstration orchard at the Center—an effort Phil worked on diligently.
Phil was preceded in death by his beloved wife, Elizabeth “Liz” O’Shea Pritchard (1934–2020), and by the many friends and colleagues who knew him as a steadfast, generous presence.
Posted 1/4/26
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Still catching fish after all these years! Just the location has changed; my lucky Class of 1961 hat hasn’t. 
Yes, the catch was a redfish and it made a great dinner for Jaye and me. Ben Turnbull Posted 12/8/25
 William W. White
With a deep sense of loss, the family of William Wallace White of Purchase, NY announces his peaceful death on October 30, 2025 at Calvary Hospital, at the age of 86. Born on September 7, 1939 in Willoughby, Ohio, he was gentle and considerate and devoted to his family and his many friends.
Bill was the eldest of three children of Wilbur W. White, a professor at Western Reserve Univ., later President of the Univ. of Toledo, and Edwarda Williams, a teacher at Cleveland’s Hathaway Brown school. After the death of Bill’s father in 1950, the family moved to Los Angeles where Edwarda was Dean of Women at USC until her 1955 marriage to Birney M. VanBenschoten, who adopted Bill and his siblings.
Bill moved to Bronxville in 1955 from Los Angeles, where, he said, his high school was “like Rydell High” in the movie Grease. Bronxville High School was different and Bill shed his pink and black shirt, pegged blue jeans and long hair for the uniform of khakis and white shirt. It was a good fit. And the BHS Class of ’57 is still close.
Bill graduated from Princeton University in 1961 with an A.B. in Mathematics, a minor in Music, and he ate at Terrace, played tuba in the Tiger Band, performed in the Savoyards, and roomed with Paul, Warren, Diener, and Emmerson.
He received his PhD in Operations Research at UC Berkeley in 1966 and joined IBM’s Manhattan Scientific Center. His entire career was at IBM, mostly in the Research Division, retiring in 2004. He soon joined the AARP Tax-Aide volunteer program and served for more than a decade as the District Coordinator for Westchester.
Favorite activities were traveling all over the world, most frequently to France and Italy; opera, especially Wagner and new composers; listening to classical music on WQXR; concerts at Downtown Music in White Plains; Sunday biking on the Bronx River Parkway; and, of course, watching his grandsons grow into young men. Bill liked to be around people and engage in quiet conversation. You had to listen closely for his witty, topical commentary that made those around him chuckle.
Bill and Theda raised their family in Pleasantville, NY and moved to White Plains in 2010, and then to Broadview Senior Living on the campus of Purchase College in 2024.
Bill is survived by his loving wife, Theda, whom he met and married in 1964 when they were both students at UC Berkeley; by his son Matthew W. White (Christina) of Northampton, MA; daughter Maja E. White, of Richmond VA; his grandsons LTJG Peter W. White of Kodiak, AK and Daniel L. White of Denver, CO; his brother James W. White of Chapel Hill, NC; and sister, Marsha V.B. Frick of Charlottesville, VA.
There will be a family gathering to remember Bill in Charlottesville, VA.
Posted 11/10/25
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 Lawrence D. Tornek
Larry passed away peacefully with his loving family by his side on September 30, 2025. A wonderfully devoted husband, father, and grandfather, Larry's genuine concern for his fellow man and unshakable loyalty left an indelible impression on everyone he met. Larry was born on January 28, 1940 to Gertrude and Allen Tornek in Brooklyn, N.Y. He graduated from Erasmus High School in 1957 and went on to attend Princeton University, followed by Wharton Business School.At Princeton, he worked for Orange Key, joined Whig-Clio and Tiger Magazine, and ate at Tower. His senior roommates were Ehrens, Stiles, Ochsner, Jim Diaz, Kurtin and Bjorkholm. Larry would readily admit that his greatest achievement was marrying the luminous Lynn McCoy Rushmore. Their 61 year romance defined the very meaning of love and devotion. In 1971, he founded his own agency as a Brokerage General Agent for Principal Financial Group. Larry set sales records and led the company in production over the next two decades, making him a qualifying member of the Million Dollar Round Table several times over. Larry had countless interests and hobbies. He was a PADI certified scuba diver, learning from Jacques Cousteau himself in the 1950s South of France. In an interesting crossover, Cousteau wore the famed Tornek-Rayville Fifty Fathoms dive watch developed by Larry's father. Larry was also a lifelong runner. He proudly completed many marathons over 20 years, including the 1992 New York Marathon with his daughter, Beth. However, Larry's greatest accomplishments came in the form of personal relationships. As a father, Larry was unparalleled. He was always present, loving, supportive and involved. Larry always encouraged his children to be curious and experience life as an adventure. Although known for his honesty and integrity, Larry would break any parenting rule if a Nathan's hot dog was involved. In 1993, Larry welcomed Beth's husband David into the family, extending his kindness, warmth, and a love of football that bonded them as true father and son. Larry was a Professional Grandpa. He would babysit, wrangling all five grandchildren while playing and spoiling in equal measure. As the years passed, he relished each child's accomplishments, attending countless events as their biggest cheerleader. Lawrence David Tornek was the most loving, generous, spirited person inside and out. A devoted brother, uncle, grandfather, and eternally loving husband, our heartbreak at losing him is softened by our countless wonderful memories. He is survived by his loving children Scott, Beth and David, grandchildren Benjamin, Sydney, Matthew, Samuel and Kaely, brother Terry and sister-in- law Jean. In lieu of flowers, contributions can be made to the DAGA/The First Tee of Miami https://thefirstteemiami.org/donate
Posted 10/30/25
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 Stephen F. Dana III
Steve died peacefully on the morning of Wednesday, October 1, 2025 surrounded by family at his residence at the Knolls of Oxford. He was 86 years old. Born in Cincinnati on May 16, 1939 to Stephen Frink Dana II and Emily Hawley Dana, Stephen attended the Taft School in Watertown, CT, and Walnut Hills High School before earning his bachelor’s degree in 1961 from Princeton University, where he majored in History, was a member of the Marching Band and Triangle, and took his meals at Terrace. Throughout his life, Stephen used his time, talent, and treasure to participate in, and engage with, a wide variety of civic activities and community initiatives. He proudly served on the planning commission and Oxford city council, and cherished his connections with the state and local League of Women Voters, the Oxford NAACP, the Oxford Choice Food Pantry, MOON Co-Op, and the Uptown Farmers’ Market. Stephen was a colorful and vibrant member of the community, and to those who knew him well, he will be remembered for his dedication to his late wife, Prue, his generosity and support for those in need, and his commitment to living an impactful and meaningful life on his own terms. As the popular saying goes: “Sing like no one is listening, love like you've never been hurt, dance like no one is watching, and live like it is heaven on earth.” That was Steve. Stephen is preceded in death by his parents Stephen F. Dana II and Emily Hawley Dana, wife Prudence Z. Dana, and brother-in-law Peter Bruell. He is survived by his sister Emilie Dana Bruell (West Sussex, England), nephews Charles, John, and George Bruell, and step-sons Ephraim and Erik Zimmerman. A memorial service for Stephen and interment will be held at Spring Grove Cemetery in Cincinnati. In lieu of flowers, the family kindly asks that all gifts be sent to the Prudence Dana Memorial Diabetes Education Fund at McCullough-Hyde Hospital, the Oxford League of Women Voters, and the Three Valley Conservation Trust. Posted 10/23/25
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 Jeremiah Ford III
Our honorary classmate Jerry Ford ’54 *59 h61 died October 1, 2025. He designed our award-winning reunion blazers 40 years ago.
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 Albert Pike III
Albert Pike III, (87) of Potomac, MD passed away July 24, 2025. Born on May 24, 1938 in Montclair, NJ, to the late Nancy Lou Herron and Albert, Jr., he was a long-serving Elder of the Presbyterian Church and a proud third generation Princetonian, where he ate at Terrace Club, rowed crew, and worked at the Princeton Engineer. He enjoyed a long and distinguished career as a pension plan executive consultant and Enrolled Actuary.
Survivors include his loving wife of 62 years, Audrey, son Gregory (Jodi); daughter Victoria; son Douglas (Erin); much-loved grandchildren Juliet, Noah, Matthew, Genevieve, and Nathaniel and many nieces and nephews.
An avid bridge player, Al enjoyed the fellowship of many games with various bridge groups. He was a welcoming host, inviting family and friends to their home in Rehoboth Beach, DE, each summer.
A Celebration of Life will be held at 10:30 a.m. at Bradley Hills Presbyterian Church, 6601 Bradley Blvd., Bethesda, MD on Friday, October 10, 2025. Reception to follow.
In lieu of flowers, consider contributions in his memory to AHomeOfTheirOwnRescue.org or NPR.
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 Frank M. Midgeley, MD
Frank, 86, - father, stepfather, grandfather, uncle, friend and colleague to many - died peacefully at home on September 6, 2025, surrounded by his loving family.
Born July 6, 1939, in Yonkers, New York, to Charles E. and Margaret Midgley, he was the beloved husband of Sally Brown for nearly 30 years. He is survived by his daughter Elizabeth Midgley MacKenzie (Steve MacKenzie) and the late Frank Midgley, Jr. (1971 - 2014), daughter-in-law Julie Simpson, stepchildren Jeremy Brown, Amy Brown (Karel Terstall), Sarah Brown (James Hamilton), and Tucker Brown; grandchildren Jake, Dylan, Ethan, Tyler, Valerie, Garrett, Skylar, Stevie and Theo; his beloved dogs will miss him. He is also survived by Jan W. Midgley, mother of Frank Jr. and Elizabeth.
Frank grew up in Yonkers and graduated from Riverdale Country School before attending Princeton University, where he earned a degree in engineering in 1961, ate at Cap & Gown, and remained a proud Tiger for life. He received his M.D. from Albany Medical College in 1965 and completed nine years of surgical training at the University of Michigan Medical Center (Ann Arbor) and at the Hospital for Sick Children, Great Ormond Street (London).
A pediatric cardiothoracic surgeon by true calling, Frank's career took him from Michigan to London and, ultimately, in 1974, to Washington, DC - where he put down deep roots and dedicated his medical career to saving the lives of children. He joined Children's National Medical Center (now Children's National Hospital) in 1974, where he served as Chief of Cardiovascular Surgery for 28 years, Surgeon-in-Chief (1991–1992) and Director of Surgical Specialty Service (1995–1999) and later as Emeritus Executive Director of the Center for Surgical Care. He and Sally divided their time between Washington, and Frank's beloved Keuka Lake, New York.
Across three decades, Frank and the teams he led helped transform surgical care for children with congenital heart defects, and made infant-age repair of congenital heart disease the norm. Under his leadership, a cardiac transplant program was started. The once ground breaking techniques pioneered are now part of everyday practice and have saved countless tiny lives.
Frank will be remembered for his selflessness, legacy of contributions to the body of medical knowledge, and quiet philanthropy. He was a Professor of Surgery and Pediatrics at The George Washington University, consulted at the National Naval Medical Center, Walter Reed, and the NIH, published numerous papers with colleagues that continue to inform today's standards, and traveled on medical mission trips to rural Ecuador.
When he wasn't in the operating room, he was outside - running, doing yardwork or spending time with kids and grandkids - or tinkering at the workbench. An engineer at heart, if he wasn't fixing hearts he was fixing everything else: leaky faucets, toy boats, and anything that needed a steady hand. An avid runner, he loved marathons, and completed 26 all over the world, from Arlington to Venice.
Frank will be remembered by so many for his kindness, his generosity, his commitment to work, his duty of care, and above all, his love of family.
His legacy spans thousands of lives; the loss felt is enormous.
A Celebration of Life will be held Thursday, September 25, 2025, at 4 p.m. at Congressional Country Club, Bethesda, Maryland.
In lieu of flowers, memorial contributions may be made in support of Children's National Hospital. All gifts will be directed in support of cardiac initiatives and can be made via this link, or by mail at: Children's National Hospital Foundation, 1 Inventa Place, 6th Floor, Silver Spring, MD 20910 Attn: In honor of Dr. Midgley.
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Dear George, Rachel and I spent ten days in Iceland in August. It was an amazing trip in a beautiful country. We took two day tours during our stay in Reykjavík. Then our adventure continued when we rented a car and headed south to Vik. We highly recommend their geothermal waters and swimming pools after a day of sightseeing.  Attached is a photo of us at a waterfall which we cannot spell or pronounce. You can put it in the PAW if you wish.
Sincerely, Richard Manning [Note Princeton cap!] Posted 9/12/25
Hello Len, Just finished reviewing our Class of 1961 News page. Way too many obits and good guys gone. I thought I would send a few pictures and a comment to state I am fortunate to still be in the land of the living. Great fight Saturday afternoon, August 30, 2025, with a big blacktip shark (approximately 100 pounds and a little over 5 feet). There was no give up in this guy. Glad he was hooked up on Papa Bear, my heavy surf rig. I needed all the power I could muster during the struggle that lasted over half an hour. There was a pretty big Labor Day crowd of beachgoing spectators, including lots of kids. They all enjoyed the show and provided some fine pics. Release was entirely successful!l -Ben Turnbull Posted 9-12-25
 Arthur Loomstein
Art, (80), passed away on July 16, 2020 surrounded by his family. Loving husband of Kay Oppenheim Loomstein. Adored father of David (Christina) Loomstein, Debi Blanchard and Debra Lyons. Devoted grandfather of Madison and Paige Blanchard, and Haley Lyons. Dear brother of Geri (the late Mel) Friedman and Robyn Loomstein. Special uncle, brother-in-law, cousin, beloved friend and trusted advisor to all who knew him. Arthur was born in St. Louis, grew up in University City and Ladue, and graduated from Ladue High School. He started at Princeton with our class, but dropped out and transferred to Washington University, graduating in 1961, followed by Washington University Law School. A driving force in greater St. Louis commercial real estate, in 1961 Arthur founded Centerco Properties and it is going strong 6 decades later. Arthur's interests were many: BBQ master, long-time thoroughbred racehorse owner, avid golfer and steadfast St. Louis Cardinals baseball fan. Yet his greatest passions were reserved for his wife, children, family and friends whom he tirelessly supported with loving words, warm-hearted gestures and pearls of wisdom all the days of his life.
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Just got back from the pre-rade welcoming the class of 2029 A great event with a lot of joy and enthusiasm.Ran into daughter Jennifer and Tim Kingston both ‘87. Bob Pickens Posted 9/4/25  James D. Gilmore
James DeMott Gilmore, age 86, died at home on Bainbridge Island, Wash., on July 26, 2025. Jim was kind and thoughtful, and very loved.
Born in Independence, Kan., on Feb. 9, 1939, Jim graduated from Independence High School in 1957, and Princeton University in 1961, where he played 150-lb. football and freshman basketball, joined Navy ROTC, and ate and served as president of Colonial Club. His senior roommates were Dave Cole and Ed Bartlett. He served in the Navy on the USS Princeton from 1961-63. He earned his law degree at Stanford University and moved to Alaska as a young lawyer in 1966. He married his wife Katy in 1969, and the couple had two sons. He practiced law in Alaska for 40 years with notable distinction.
In 2005, Jim and Katy moved to Washington state, first to Port Townsend where Jim continued to take public defense appointments, self-published a book about trial practice and played cornet in the Port Townsend Summer Band. In 2018, when he fully retired, the Gilmores moved to Bainbridge Island where Jim took classes at the University of Washington's Classics Department, volunteered at the Bainbridge Island Historical Museum, and played chess weekly.
Jim's interests ranged from classical Greek to kettlebells. He was committed to his law practice, and stories of Jim's exploits as a trial lawyer are legion. Guided by his ethics and noted professionalism, he was appointed to the Alaska Judicial Counsel, awarded the Alaska Bar Lifetime Professionalism Award, and invited to the exclusive American Academy of Trial Lawyers. Jim's charm, storytelling and warmth remain with everyone who knew him.
Jim was devoted to his family and is survived by his wife, Katy; sons, Chester and William; daughters-in-law, Mera Matthews and Chommada Gilmore; granddaughters, Opal and Olivia; and grandsons, August James and James Jira.
A memorial service will be held on Bainbridge Island on Sept. 13, 2025, and another later in Anchorage, Alaska. Posted 8/27/25 From Peter Pettibone: Jim and I became friends at our Princeton major, Woody Woo, and I visited him twice in Alaska. He was my lawyer on a speeding ticket I received on a lonely stretch of road from Denali to Anchorage, and he defended me well. Sorry to hear of his passing. Peter
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 Robert D. Armstrong
David died on June 20, 2025, in Texas after a long struggle with Parkinson’s. Born in Dallas, he came to us from Sugar Land High School. At Princeton he majored in Classics, writing his thesis on Sophocles and winning the Stinnecke Prize and the Robbins Prize. He was managing editor of the Nassau Lit and took his meals at Wilson Lodge. His roommates were Gordon Goodfellow and Michael McAshan.
After Princeton, David earned a Ph.D. in Classics at the University of Texas, Austin, where he worked with the renowned classicist William Arrowsmith. He then embarked on a teaching career in Classics at that university, with several stints as a visiting professor at Princeton, where he relished teaching in some of the same rooms where he had been a student. He became friends with a renowned ancient historian, Peter Brown. He retired in 2006, remained in Austin, and continued his scholarly work even when gravely ill. His many publications ranged from Latin poetry to Hellenistic philosophy.
David is survived by his spouse Marcos Jimenez, his sister Peg, and his longtime friends in the class, Andras Hamori and John Cooper.
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 Thomas N. Klug
Of Mequon, passed away peacefully July 28th, 2025, at the age of 86. Born in Milwaukee, Tom attended Milwaukee County Day School where he made life-long friends, the first of many he gathered throughout his life. It was also during his high school years that he met Janie Rice on a beach in Oostburg who became his beloved wife of 60 years. Tom and Janie were married shortly after he graduated from Princeton University (where he joined Tower Club, Whig-Clio, and roomed with Tim Mygatt, Rob Walker, and Stu Tuffnell), and before he started law school at the University of Michigan. He later graduated from Marquette University Law School and went on to become a litigation attorney, practicing with Borgelt, Powell, Peterson, and Frauen for 50 years. Tom served as president of the firm for many years and was proud to have argued 26 cases before the Wisconsin Supreme Court. Tom also enjoyed serving in Rotary International, as an elder and usher at Fox Point Lutheran Church and as president of both the Town Club and Ozaukee Country Club. An avid golfer, Tom also enjoyed fishing and hunting, particularly at the Outback Lodge on the Peshtigo River, sailing, tennis and his favorite sport, platform tennis. He also enjoyed traveling with Janie including much time spent at Harbor Ridge in Florida, and trips to Ireland, Scotland, the Netherlands, and Shanghai. Together, Tom and Janie raised their four children. He spent many hours holding court at the dinner table teaching the finer points of storytelling, defending ideas and public speaking. On the courts, he coached his children on strategy, tennis shots and hitting paddle balls off the screens. Tom was predeceased by his wife Janie, their beloved son Frederick Rice Klug and his parents Norman Robert and Florence May Klug. He will be missed by his children and children-in-law Barbie and Tony Giambra, Heidi and Mark Bass, Fred’s wife Kim Klug and Peter and Heather Klug. Further survived by other loving relatives and friends. His willingness to give golf lessons, Uber-Klug rides and life wisdom will be fondly remembered by his grandchildren Liza Lucky, Marlo Giambra, Emily and Charlie Bass, Nicholas (Felicia) Klug and Tyler, Bella, and Myles Klug. He is also survived by four great-grandchildren, Adeline, Charlotte and Juliette Lucky and Thea Moore, as well as his sister-in-law Lori Murphy Rice. A private burial was held at Wisconsin Memorial Park, and a celebration of life will take place later this year at Fox Point Lutheran Church. In lieu of flowers, please consider a contribution to the Midwest Athletes Against Childhood Cancer Fund https://maccfund.org/ in Tom’s memory.
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Linda Frender, our late classmate Walt Petraitis’s daughter, has a bunch of his Princeton memorabilia, pictured below. She will be happy to send any of it to any of our classmates who request it. You can contact her at lindafrender@yahoo.com if you have an interest.  Robert B. Wilkinson
Bob died on October 26, 2024 in San Diego, CA. Born in Camden, NJ, he came to us from Vineland High School. At Princeton he majored in Chemical Engineering, participated in track for two years, played I.I.A. sports, and was a NROTC Midshipman, which foreshadowed his long career in the Navy. He took his meals at Cloister Inn and roomed with Damon Runyon and Ed Zschau in Patton Hall.
Following Princeton, Bob entered the Navy ‘s Submarine Service and retired as a Captain after 27 years of service. Along the way he earned an MS in Mathematics at Purdue University. After retiring from the Navy he worked for the Department of Energy in environmental clean-up work and had leadership assignments with Allied Technology Group, Duke Engineering, and Perkin Elmer. Roomie Ed Zschau has observed that “Bob’s contributions to the energy field after his military retirement are significant and inspiring.” As persons of deep faith, he and Judy were deeply involved in their churches wherever they lived.
Bob is survived by Judy, his wife of 63 years; daughters Beth ’84 and Lisa; and their families, which include six grandchildren.
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 Thomas S. Ellis III
U.S. District Court Judge Thomas Selby "Tim" Ellis III passed away peacefully at home in Keswick, Virginia, on July 30, 2025 at the age of 85.
Judge Ellis was born on May 15, 1940 in Bogotá, Colombia. His family lived abroad in locations throughout Central and South America, returning to the United States when he was a teenager and living in several states here before his graduation from Greenwich High School in Connecticut. He attended Princeton University on a United States Navy ROTC scholarship, where he ate at Tower Club, joined the Navy ROTC, and roomed with Roger Morgan, Labarthe, Gustafson and Romney. He served as a Naval aviator until 1967. Judge Ellis's squadron, the VF-74 "Bedevilers," was the first to deploy with the Navy's now legendary F-4 Phantom II fighter-bomber. That Judge Ellis flew the supersonic Phantom off of aircraft carriers was no surprise to anyone who traveled with him in a car. He did not believe in braking and lived at warp speed.
Judge Ellis always said that being a Navy fighter pilot was the only job he ever wanted, but life and his vision exams had other things in store. The path toward what he later described as the only job for which he was suited began in Cambridge, Massachusetts. Judge Ellis graduated magna cum laude from Harvard Law School in 1969 and was awarded a Knox Fellowship for study in England, where he received a Diploma in Law in 1970 from Magdalen College, Oxford.
His next stop was the law firm of Hunton and Williams in Richmond, Virginia, where his whirlwind legal performance earned him the nickname "Tazmanian Devil." At Hunton, Judge Ellis distinguished himself as a gifted commercial litigation partner in numerous complex cases. But he always maintained his greatest achievement was remaining employed after he and another lawyer lost Lewis F. Powell, Jr. 's briefcase. That briefcase contained tax returns needed for the future Supreme Court Justice's pending confirmation hearing. He viewed this as a testament to the kindness and restraint of Mr. Powell. The time spent in front of Mr. Powell's desk, relating the mishap and awaiting the outcome, may be the only minutes of Judge Ellis' legal career that ever moved slowly. He remained at Hunton until 1987.
In that year President Ronald Reagan appointed Judge Ellis to his position as United States District Court Judge for the Eastern District of Virginia. Known as the "Rocket Docket" for its speedy adjudication rate, the Eastern District was the perfect home for "Taz." He was a demanding jurist with a strong courtroom presence. In his 38 years on the federal bench, he struck fear in the hearts of many unprepared attorneys, and inspired and encouraged many more to rise to the occasion. He was a dedicated mentor, especially for his 80 law clerks. Judge Ellis took immense pride and pleasure in his law clerks and the other members of his court family, sending each of them off into the legal world with invaluable experience and celebrating their successes. He also famously cried at their weddings, especially when he was the officiant.
Judge Ellis often was asked which aspect of his judicial career made him most proud. His answer was immediate, and involved none of the many significant cases he heard throughout his long tenure. His law clerks and court family always came first. Second were the naturalization ceremonies he conducted. Judge Ellis believed wholeheartedly that the new citizens assembled before him represented the United States at its best and most promising. Spanish was his first language, and he took pride in learning words of welcome in multiple languages to offer the attendees. Frequently there was laughter at his mispronunciations, but always there was joy and celebration. And always his reminder to each new citizen that our freedoms came at great cost, and that with citizenship comes great responsibility. Judge Ellis served his country well.
Judge Ellis was preceded in death by his sister, Eve Brookie Adams Jr. He is survived by his wife of 30 years, Rebecca; his sons Alexander (Amy) and Parrish (Caroline); and grandchildren Jacob, Sarah, and Grady.
In keeping with Judge Ellis' wishes, there will be no memorial service. Family and friends will gather in remembrance at a future date.
The family is deeply grateful to the staff and volunteers at Hospice of the Piedmont (hopva.org) who were there at every step along Judge Ellis' final journey. Should you wish to make a memorial contribution, please consider this worthy organization.  The past week has brought Spring in full bloom to Pawleys Island and the warm weather has triggered more than just flowers.
Debidue Creek water temperature has risen finally to slightly over 60 degrees and the salty denizens of Fisherman’s Paradise are stirring to life with a vengeance. Capt. Ben and his pal Jimmie Walker were treated to a great afternoon of action. 38 fish in the boat with the high points of the day four big redfish going in the cooler after strong fights along the docks at The Honey Hole.  Lots of fillets to distribute to friends and enjoy at our table!
Ben Turnbull Posted 4/16/25 |
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