Navy vs. Georgia Southern Senior Day 2014 23 November 2014Posted by USNA Class of 1976 in Photos.
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Navy vs. Notre Dame 2014 23 November 2014Posted by USNA Class of 1976 in Photos.
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Navy vs. VMI 2014 23 November 2014Posted by USNA Class of 1976 in Photos.
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Navy vs. San Jose State Homecoming 2014 27 October 2014Posted by USNA Class of 1976 in Photos.
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Navy vs. Western Kentucky 2014 12 October 2014Posted by USNA Class of 1976 in Photos.
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Shipmate: November/December 2014 11 October 2014Posted by USNA Class of 1976 in Shipmate.
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by Mark Hubbard
As I write this column, Navy’s football team just suffered a loss to Air Force in Colorado Springs and with that loss, the Commander-In-Chief’s Trophy is in jeopardy. We need to root for Army to beat the Falcons and then Navy beat Army in December to maintain possession. Although Navy has struggled through the first half of the season, there is still a chance that we can make it to the Poinsettia Bowl in San Diego on December 23rd by winning at least 4 of the last 6 games. Speaking of the Air Force game, my wife, Barb, and I travelled to Colorado Springs to visit with friends and family as well as to attend the exciting but disappointing game at Falcon Stadium. We stayed at the beautiful home in Colorado Springs in the shadow of Pike’s Peak of my former NASA coworker, Dick Kubicko. Dick and his wife, Betty, hosted us and Susan and John Hubbard ’71. We celebrated Susan’s birthday on Saturday at the tailgater where John’s niece, Becky, and her husband, Kenny Due, who is an Army Infantry soldier stationed at Fort Carson, joined us. Also joining us for the game were Robin and Mark Jarosz, with whom I have worked with on several Hubble Servicing Missions at Goddard. Dick turned out to be a fantastic tour guide during our stay in Colorado taking us to the Garden of the Gods, the Glen Eyrie Castle, and to Pike’s Peak. We all had a wonderful time!
Kevin Stone writes:
Kevin & Barbara Stone report that they swung by Tenley and Larry Raithel’s “new” home in historic Yorktown, Virginia. It is a mid 19th century home with a view of the York River right in the historic area. As of early September they were still in the throes of a complete renovation; the home promises to be spectacular when done. Larry has “retired” from defense contracting but somehow or the other being offered a position to help run the construction contractor that is renovating his home. I guess if you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em! Meanwhile Tenley is busy with resuming her teaching career with teaching a kindergarten class in York County public schools.
Well, here I sit on an Indian summer day in late September pondering what to say for a chilly November/December class column. By the time you read this the football season will be wrapping up and Thanksgiving & Christmas will be around the corner. At this point I don’t know how the rest of the games will shake out but I do know that the tailgates will have been a huge success. We have the following persons to thank for the great times had at each and every home game: First and foremost, BZ to Lisa Alberg (Chris Alberg’s better half…) who plans the outstanding menus for each game with our caterer, Graul’s Market. We are shaded and dry because our tent-meister, Mike Herb, diligently sets the tent up and takes it down for every game with occasional assistance from Gary Hentz, John Wilckens and Dave Papak. Each week a classmate or two and clean up and breakdown the tailgate in the dark and show up early before the following game to make sure all is ready. This year’s helpers so far have been JD Engels & Mark Moore and Linda & Doug Schaus. Coming up on the watchbill are Laura & Pat Jacobs and Susan & Greg Vaughn. Ralph Scherini counts the proceeds and deposits the funds in our account at the Alumni House after each game. And last, but certainly not least, my wife Barbara is my wingman for all things tailgate. I could not do this without her. Thanks to all of you help. Your class is indebted to you.
WARNING ORDER: The 40th Reunion is scheduled for Labor Day weekend, 2016. That is one of only two weekends in 2016 with games currently scheduled. (The shift to playing conference games in 2015 has changed how far in advance we schedule games. Simply put, we don’t so the pickings are slim.) The Class of ‘66 has seniority and has taken the N★ room for Homecoming that year so we took the opening game in order to secure that room for the Tailgate. We learned at the 30th to never schedule a tailgate for 700 persons outside (we had a tropical storm destroy the tent the night before…) so we jumped on the remaining date. Our HQ hotel is the Westin where we have negotiated a good rate ($259 per room), which is about 20% below what other classes are now paying. It’s still not cheap but hey, how many times do you come to Annapolis for your 40th reunion? Watch for more info in the coming year.
The mini-reunion dinner and tailgater went extremely well during the weekend of the Rutgers game. There was a good showing of Classmates and wives at the Yellow Fin in Edgewater, MD, on Friday night. The tailgater on Saturday included live entertainment by “20 After” (Jim Doherty, Barbara & Mark Hubbard), a great spread courtesy of Graul’s Market, and several ALS Ice Bucket Challenges! Challenge participants were Kevin Stone, John McEwan, Scott Moore, Bruce Petit and Doug Guther. Bruce’s son was the water boy. We challenge the class to go to alsa.org and make a donation!
From Mark Metcalf:
Just a brief note to say that Terry & I are still enjoying life in Earlysville, VA; 20 minutes north of Charlottesville. While we had to sacrifice FiOS and infrequently encounter power outages, we definitely haven’t regretted the move from northern Virginia about 18 months ago. Fortunately, when we made the move I was asked to continue to provide the same sort of analytic support that I’ve been doing since 2008 from a nearby Government facility. So I set up Greybeard Analytics LLC to facilitate things. While that work is now winding down, since late August I’ve been teaching a couple of undergraduate Chinese literature courses at the University of Virginia: a survey of traditional Chinese literature and Sunzi’s Art of War. While course preparations have been unbelievably time-consuming, the students are top notch, and I’m having the time of my life teaching. Just like in real estate, getting hired as an adjunct was all about “location, location, location” (and a couple of graduate degrees in Chinese studies, of course). Not sure if it will continue beyond this semester or if I’ll *really* have to retire when the Navy retirement checks start arriving in mid-2015. Besides work, Terry enjoys the spectacular hiking that the region has to offer and we both enjoy singing in a great choir at an Episcopal church in Charlottesville. And I’ve actually been involved in local Alumni Association activities, playing in the past three Army-Navy golf tournaments. Thank goodness for “captain’s choice” play.
We’ve also been thankful that our kids take the opportunity to visit every now and then. Amy and John live in New York City where she works in stewardship at Columbia and he’s chemistry post-doc at Sloan-Kettering. We see them (and their Boston terrier, Rhett) several times a year. Ben is starting is 7th year in Taiwan where he is starting his fourth year as an assistant coach for a Taiwanese professional team and, during the off-season, the Chinese Taipei national team. The pro team just won their third consecutive SBL league championship in April 2014 and, while he usually spends a couple of weeks with us each summer, he has no plans to permanently return to the States anytime soon.
If you’re in the area, don’t hesitate to touch base: 434-964-0141 or email@example.com
Several Classmates recently visited John Lovasz at his house where he is fighting off a serious illness. Those who went to show their concern and support were Tim Hagen, Scott Jenkins, Mike Seifert, Kevin Stone, and Tim Farrell.
Mark Haas provided the following update:
Pictured are my son, Chris (age 16 & a HS Junior) and myself wearing our Loudoun County (Leesburg, VA) Church Softball League CHAMPIONSHIP jerseys! It is pretty fun when a father and son get to play together on the same ball team! Maybe someday we’ll play together on a men’s BASEBALL team (though I have not played men’s organized baseball since age 55!). We won both the regular season and post-season tournament crowns. Perhaps I could leave it at that and impress you and some of our classmates…but the truth of the matter is that there were only a total of 4 teams in our league/division! Still – lots of fun.
Chris will be playing Varsity Football for Loudoun County HS this year…hoping to get some playing time at cornerback…or even possibly some outside linebacker (in light of how big he has gotten). I look forward to again writing up articles for the school website for all of their games (regardless of how much playing time Chris gets!).
That’s all I have except don’t forget to BEAT ARMY!
Navy vs. Rutgers 2014 28 September 2014Posted by USNA Class of 1976 in Photos.
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Min-Reunion September 2014 Yellowfin Restaurant 28 September 2014Posted by USNA Class of 1976 in Photos.
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Shipmate: Sepember/October 2014 10 August 2014Posted by USNA Class of 1976 in Shipmate.
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by Mark Hubbard
This summer has flown by and as I write this, we are getting geared up for another fun fall season of Navy tailgaters and football games. Navy has an aggressive schedule starting with the first game versus Ohio State University. What’s amazing is that I think this is the first time Navy will have eight football games in the Baltimore/Washington area (including the 5 home games in Annapolis). There are two away games at M&T Stadium (Ohio State and Army) and one away game at FedEX Field (Notre Dame). No excuses for not seeing a game in person this year! Okay – let’s get to the mailbag!
Dave Winters writes:
I thought I had gotten these in to you, but the memory is even less efficient now than it was in my youth. I promised these long ago and am sending one photo in each of two emails. The first is of Debbie on her Cinderella night at a royal reception in the Tower of London last March. The second is of myself that same night hiding a broken hand while chatting with Her Royal Highness, Princess Anne of the United Kingdom. Although we’ve had a number of opportunities to attend these functions, we had not felt moved to accept any until I had my little reminder of mortality a couple of years ago. So figuring it was now or never, we seized upon the next invitation. In explanation, these invites are due to services I performed ages ago of a sort not usually receiving public acknowledgement. They got me elected to membership in a small somewhat “hush-hush” organization originally formed up after WW-II. HRH Princess Anne is the patron. Hence, the occasional opportunities to hobnob about.
Greg Vaughn gives an accounting of a long bike ride:
Last week I participated in the Des Moines Register’s 42nd annual bicycle ride across Iowa, 20-26 July 2014. It’s seven days of riding and is along a different route each year on the back roads and through the small towns of Iowa. The distance varies significantly, depending on the route and has been as short as 430 miles (this year) and as long as 539 miles (my first year) – but it’s always Sunday to the last Saturday in July. You are joined by ten to twenty thousand of your ‘closest friends’ and is the biggest event in Iowa with the exception of the State Fair. This year was particularly crowded because it was shorter and flatter than most previous years’ routes. I belong to a team that has long been based in Alexandria, VA and I participated in my 11th consecutive event this year. They call the event RAGBRAI, which stands for the “Register’s Annual Great Bicycle Ride Across Iowa.” RAGBRAI has been featured in such diverse media as NPR (full seven day running feature last year) and Bicycling Magazine (named one of the best rides in the country).
This seven-day event has some theme days and Thursday, 24 July, was College Jersey Day. Two of our Alexandria team members along with me who are associated with the Navy wore Navy/USNA jerseys that day. As usual, we met all sorts of Navy veterans, some USNA graduates and many, many well-wishers. Near the end of that day’s 70-mile ride, somewhere in the middle of northern Iowa, another rider in a newer Navy jersey asked as I passed him if I went to the Academy and what year I graduated. I told him and he said there was another 76 graduate he had met on the road. Just then, Scott Goodson, Class of 76 from 34th company, rode up wearing the same Navy jersey I had on, accompanying another small group of Navy oriented folks. First, we reminded each other who we were and then we talked while we waited for Iowa State Police to allow us to cross a major highway. Scott was quick enough with his camera phone to take a selfie of the two of us just before we took off riding again and rejoined our respective teams.
What a nice surprise! I can’t remember the last time I saw Scott, though I recognized him immediately as a 76er! He asked me to give my best to his class and company-mate, Kevin Stone. Hopefully he can connect with Kevin and Mark Hubbard, provide his selfie of us on the road and provide his side of the story! This was Scott’s first RAGBRAI and the first one is often the most memorable – as you realize the enormity of this annual event. He probably has a very good story to tell!
While seeing Scott was very unexpected, I did expect to see our classmate Craig McDonald this year, but unfortunately did not. I’ve only seen Craig once in all the years he’s been riding and that was last year at the finish town of Fort Madison, Iowa, as the ‘real’ Navy team that he’s been helping build crossed the finish line and lined up to dip their front wheels in the Mississippi River. I guess with thousands of riders disguised with helmets and goggles, who start their rides as early as 0530 or as late as 1000, it’s not surprising that you may not cross paths with everyone out there – all the more reason it’s special when you meet a classmate!
While some spend nights in RV’s (or in rare cases in motels), our team is principally a camping team with a trailer that hauls all of our gear from one overnight town to the next (as well as to and from Virginia). It’s always fun for a week, but it’s great to be back to the modern conveniences of home. After you’ve done a RAGBRAI once, though, it gets in your blood. By the time winter is over, you long for the annual July trip to Iowa and seven days of bicycling and camping (and pork sandwiches and sweet corn) in the friendly state of Iowa.
Scott Goodson contributes for the first time with his two cents:
I think this is the first time I’ve sent anything in to Shipmate in 38 years but had to add my 2 cents and some pictures to go along with Greg’s report. Participated in my first RAGBRAI and had the unexpected pleasure of crossing paths with two classmates on College Jersey Day. Early in the morning I met up with Steve Kelly (16th Company) and one or two other grads. Later in the day got linked up with Greg Vaughn (36th Company). The selfie of Greg and me reflects my lack of experience with selfies; sweaty hands and general anxiety over being run over by 10 thousand cyclists eager to get to a cold one at the end of the ride. Greg looks pretty good but I look like I’ve been riding a bike for 50+ miles on a hot summer’s day. RAGBRAI was a GREAT experience and I highly recommend it to any of you that can tolerate miles and miles of cornfields punctuated with pie, ice cream, pork chops, smoothies and some of the nicest people and towns in this great country!
Ralph Scherini writes of a backpacking adventure in New Mexico with his son:
I just returned from a glorious two week backpacking trek at Philmont with my son, Grant. Philmont, the Boy Scouts of America’s premier High Adventure base, is a large, rugged, mountainous ranch located near the town of Cimarron, New Mexico, covering approximately 137,500 acres of wilderness in the Sangre de Cristo Mountains of the Rocky Mountains of northern New Mexico. We hiked over 90 miles carrying food and water as we traversed mountain trails, expansive meadows and steep rocky climbs up to peaks in excess of 11,000 feet. I probably lost somewhere between 10 to 13 pounds on the journey and was the “old man” of the trek which consisted of two 12-person crews from our Annapolis Troop 422. I’m proud to report that I upheld the highest standards of ’76 as I more than held my own; keeping right up with the 14-18 year boys (thanks to six months of preparation). This was our second trip to Philmont; Grant wanted to return as one of the older boys and I wanted to experience Philmont without pain. I had torn my right arch playing ultimate Frisbee at the first campsite last trip and had to continue the rest of the trek in pain (mind over mountain). For those classmates who haven’t had the honor of experiencing Philmont, you spend 11 days/10 nights hiking from campsite to campsite. Along the way, your crew stops at staffed camps where you participate in a myriad of programs. We did rock climbing/rappelling, horseback riding, .30-06 and shotgun shooting/reloading, 3-D archery and lumberjack spar pole climbing. You start from the Base Camp (elevation 6,700), which provides tent areas divided into trail bound crews and home bound crews. There’s a cafeteria with meal times separated this way as well. I assume the segregation is to keep the stinky people away from the clean folks and to keep home bound crews from convincing new arrivals to turn back before it’s too late. After a day of preparation such as food and crew gear issue, logistics planning and medical checks, we took off for our trek. We typically had reveille at 5:30 am to provide time for us adults to have our coffee and for the scouts to break camp. The day’s hike ranged from 6 to 11 miles, depending on elevation changes and planned staff camp activities along the way. The trails were not necessarily steep but a few were definitely challenging. Trails also consisted of several hundred-stream crossings with the constant dropping down to the stream and then back up on the other side taking its toll and making the hike seem much longer than planned. I awoke the second day to a beautiful mountain sunrise and more than two dozen mule deer grazing lake side just 50 yards away. On day 5, we summited Mount Phillips (11,736’) by traversing a very rocky and difficult hike but with a spectacular view as our reward. Two days later we were bombarded by marble sized hail just as we were putting up tents for the evening. We had gotten use to mid afternoon thunderstorms but this was different; enough hail to cover the ground and a temperature drop of 30 degrees within minutes. The next day we summited Trail Peak to see the wreckage of a B24 Liberator that had crashed in 1942. But the highlight of the trek was our sunrise summit up the “Tooth in Time”. This is the 9,000’ iconic peak of Philmont that rises prominently from the valley floor where Base Camp is located and was once used as a major marker for traders on the Santa Fe Trail who knew they had to make it to “the tooth” in time to avoid snow closures of the passes. Our wakeup call was 4:30 am and we scrambled hand over foot 400’+ to the top of the Tooth across a deep boulder field that kept the less fit at the half way mark. The reward for this half hour trek is one the most spectacular sunrises you could imagine. Grant and I shared it back in 2012 and this one was even more inspiring. There’s something about this moment that awakens maturity in the young scouts and is an experience they take with them for a lifetime. It is also the moment at which many of them commit to returning with their own son someday. As I sit here back at the office, all I can think about is that “I want to go back to Philmont”.
And now a final few words from Kevin Stone:
Well, as you read this, Navy football, and our tailgate season, are well underway. We’ll have about three games left so make sure you head out to Annapolis to see your classmates. As you recall we recently honored Mike LeFever as “the last man standing” at his retirement. Well, it turns out we sort of still have one last flag officer on active duty: Rear Admiral Martha Herb, spouse of Mike, recently relieved Jeff Lemmons ’79 as the Director of the Inter-American Defense College in DC. Congrats to Martha! I hope to see you around the yard.