In loving memory of Carol Kaempfer Boyer, a superstar in every way.
This is given in memory of Carol Kaempfer Boyer, 1967 graduate.
— Thomas Boyer
In memory of Carol Kaempfer Boyer.
— David Hayworth, Class of '67
John Wendlocher served as one of the class advisors for the RHS Class of '63 and as such is fondly remembered by our classmates. His relationship with this former students was renewed each time he attended one of our class gatherings. The last time he joined us John brought along one of his granddaughters!
I knew John first as my homeroom and math teacher, but my friendship with John and his family reached well beyond our time as students at Oak Street Jr. High and Ridge High. Over the years I stayed in touch with John, his wife Mary and their five children. This relationship proved to be a blessing for all of us.
Our paths crossed professionally when I returned to the Bernards Twp in 1970 as a teacher. At this point John, who was a member of the Child Study Team, and I renewed our relationship, this time as colleagues. John retired in 1994 and his beloved wife Mary passed away in 2003. Several of my friends from the school district and I remained in touch with John, enjoying the chance visits gave us to reminisce about "the old days" and catch up on the latest news about his children and grandchildren. John passed away October 4, 2012, but I continue to treasure the memories I have of him as my teacher, my colleague and my friend.
— Nancy J. Schumann, Class of '63
Ridge AMS thanks the RHS Class of 1965 for its 50th reunion contribution:
This 2015 donation is from Ridge High School graduates of 1965
In memory of Alan Brown, '68. A power swimmer and trumpet player in his early years,
RHS organizer in his later years. His good humor and friendship will be missed.
— Eric and Eileen (Wall) Mundorff
In loving memory of Carol Mason Schoenig and Pete Hall.
Memories of ol' Ridge High seem to become more precious with time,
yet somehow fleeting.
— Doug Ward, RHS '67
In memory of Carol Mason Schoenig.
— Joanne Gelling Bauer, RHS '67
In loving memory of our lifelong friend, Carol Mason Schoenig. Rest in peace, knowing your time on this earth was well spent.
Until we meet again,
Richard and Helen Ike, RHS '63 and '67
In recognition of the nearly 50 years of leadership that Carol Mason Schoenig provided the Class of '67 and Ridge High School. Without her, like many other classes we would have dispersed and lacked the cohesion to create the Ridge High School Alumni Memorial Scholarship Fund, now the largest in school awards to students.
- Stu Rickerson, RHS '67
In memory of Carol Mason Schoenig, RHS '67. Thank you for putting your arms around our entire class and always making each and every one of us feel cared for. We will miss you.
- Mary Berger Chin, RHS '67
In loving memory of Carol Lynn Schoenig, adored teacher of Vermont toddlers.
- Jennifer Loros and Jay Dunlap
In memory of Carol Schoenig.
- Donald Morrison
In memory of Carol Mason Schoenig, RHS Class of 1967, one extraordinary life that touched so many others. Our memories are so precious that they are wrapped in love and stored safely in our hearts forever.
With our most heartfelt sympathy to Joe, Chris and Jen, and their beautiful daughters,
Jeanne and John Surdi
For Carol Mason Schoenig, our '67 president and community organizer. With love in our hearts, we'll see you on the other side. Keep the wine chilled!
- Eric and Eileen Mundorff
In memory of my good friend, Carol Mason Schoenig, who passed away 11/18/14.
She will be missed dearly.
In memory of our inspirational leader and Red Devil of the class of '67, Carol Mason Schoenig.
She will be greatly missed.
- Marlene (Molly) Direnga Adsit, RHS '67
In memory of Jack Welch,
the love of my life,
and in memory of Carol Schoenig,
a fellow devil
but really an angel
every day of her life.
I have been blessed to love
both of these wonderful RHS alums!
- Judith Logan Welch, RHS '65
For nearly 50 years, Carol orchestrated wonderful reunions for the Class of '67. While gathering together every five years under Carol's leadership, Ridge AMS was born. She was the sensible heart of this undertaking. She is irreplaceable.
Carol spent her career as a pre-school teacher, staging extraordinary adventures for "her kids," with
costumes, props, language lessons, and food that took her little students to faraway lands and
Carol's difficult health struggle over the last few years was eased by the care and devotion of her husband, Joe Schoenig, RHS '65. Their love has been a model of
care and affection. The Board of Trustees of Ridge Alumni Memorial Scholarship sends its sincere sympathy to Joe, to Carol's son Christian and his wife Jen, and to the three beautiful granddaughters whom Carol adored.
Always generous, Carol requested that in lieu of flowers or other memorials, she be remembered with donations to Ridge AMS. She was an angel among us, and we are grateful for her friendship, enthusiasm, leadership and kindness.
- Jane Cullinan, RHS '67
Patrick J. Tuohy, Sr. of Basking Ridge died on Thursday, January 16, 2013.
His family requested that in lieu of flowers, donations be made to the Ridge Alumni Memorial Scholarship in
his memory. Ridge AMS organizers are deeply grateful to the Tuohy family for remembering Mr. Tuohy's
fondness for the scholarship project, and especially for its past recipients, at this difficult time.
Messages accompanying contributions to the Patrick J. Tuohy Fund follow:
In memory of Patrick Tuohy, a wonderful person who brought laughter, joy and warmth
into the lives of those who had the pleasure of knowing him.
— Lynn and David Gockel
In memory of our good friend, Patrick Tuohy. You will be forever in our hearts.
— Joseph Syage
Our love and prayers to out to the Tuohy family in the loss of their loving husband and father.
— love from the Colbertaldo family
Patrick was a wonderful guy. He will be missed by many. Please accept this gift on behalf of
Cardinal Investment Advisors. — Rick Beard
Sue, Shannon, and PJ, our condolences on the loss of your husband and father, Patrick Tuohy.
He will be missed. — The Sherwyn family
Our deepest sympathies to the Tuohy family.
— Ellen, Bill, Daniel and Ilana Marks
In memory of Patrick J. Tuohy — a special man and father who lives on in our dear friend, P.J.
— The Catucci family
This donation is given in memory of our friend Patrick J. Tuohy.
— The Gus Diaz family
In memory of Patrick Tuohy. — The Aaron family
In memory of Patrick J. Tuohy, Sr. — Aunt Bam, Uncle Ray and family
In memory of Patrick J. Tuohy. — Kelly Rimshnick
In memory of Patrick Tuohy. — Michael and Jackie Fuchs
In memory of Patrick Tuohy. — Ann and Bill Van Ness
In memory of Patrick Tuohy. — Jeff and Sandy Scott
In memory of Patrick J. Tuohy. — Robert and Jean O'Connell
In memory of Patrick J. Tuohy. — Shaun and Andrea Byrnes
In memory of Patrick Tuohy. — Lee and Debbie Becker
In memory of Patrick J. Tuohy, Sr. — Edward Gentile
In memory of Patrick Tuohy from his friends at LAMMICO.
In memory of Patrick J. Tuohy, Sr. — PIAA
We are donating on behalf of the Patrick J. Tuohy Fund. He will truly be missed.
— from his friends at NAICO and the LaGere family
In memory of Patrick Tuohy. — Gillian and Stephen Graham
In memory of Patrick Tuohy. We will always miss you.
— Michael and Clare D'Addario
In honor of Patrick Tuohy. — The Hobsons
In memory of our friend, Patrick Tuohy, Sr. — Anonymous
In memory of Patrick J. Tuohy. — Rockingham Group
The Class of 1968 is honored to send this contribution to the Ridge AMS program.
We would like to honor our fellow classmates who are no longer with us in body but most certainly
in our hearts and our minds. May the recipients of these scholarships reach for the stars and realize
their dreams and their goals and have a Blessed life. All our best from the Class of '68.
— Susan (RHS '68) and Richard (RHS '65) Schumann
This money is from donations made in conjunction with the RHS Class of 1968 45 year reunion. We are please to be able to contribute to the Ridge AMS to help Ridge High seniors realize their goals.
— Susan Barbour on behalf of RHS Class of 1968
In memory of John Peterson, who gave his life for our country, and in memory of those we have lost from the Class of 1968. — Marcie McNelis, RHS '68
In memory of my fallen classmates on the occasion of our 45th reunion. I wish that you call coule be here with us to celebrate life! Through this scholarship may your spirit be kept alive by allowing these young adults to achieve their goals! — Sue Rooney Barbour, Class of 1968
In memory of John Peterson and all of the Ridge High alumni from the class of '67 and '68 who have left us far too soon. — Anonymous, Class of 1968
I am inspired by the stories of the scholarship recipients and by my warm memories of RHS friends who have passed. — Stuart Allen, '69
In memory of Johnny Peterson who was determined to make the best of the hand life dealt him. Gone far too young but not forgotten. — Debbie States, Class of 1968
In memory of Jack Welch, Class of
1965, Jack passed away Tuesday, June 25, 2013, two days after his 66th birthday and
doing something he loved…playing golf. Jack died loved by all who were
lucky enough to know him and call him a friend, a boss, co-worker, a fellow
church member, a father, a son, a brother and, most importantly, a husband.
Jack was well known in Basking Ridge for his community service and many
successful restaurants…The Store, Bamboo Grille, Famished Frog, Thirsty
Turtle…to name just a few. However, he was happiest being with his
"bride" of less than three years, Judi Logan Welch, who was also a
fellow member of the Class of 1965. Jack was a generous supporter of Ridge AMS,
donating trays of food every year for the reception we held for each year's
scholarship winner. My husband, Joe (Class of 1965), and I had lunch with Jack
and Judi just three weeks before his death at Bamboo Grille and, as always,
Jack was full of life and laughter and love for Judi and their life together.
Joe and I will miss our good friend and will forever treasure the wonderful
memories of a truly remarkable man. You will always have a place in our
hearts. - Carol Mason Schoenig. RHS '67.
In memory of Barbara (Bunny) Bohl. I admire her positive and enthusiastic view on life as she managed serious health issues. I miss her. - Cathy-Martin Urbanek, RHS '67.
In memory of Glen Apgar, Barbara Bohl, David Earp, Hester Froehllig, John Gambrill, Janice Hotaling, and John Peterson, Class of 1967. - David Hayworth, RHS '67.
In memory of John Peterson, a kind soul, a caring, gentle classmate, a hero who gave his all ... a life extinguished far too soon. - Marcie McNelis, RHS '68
Let each become all he or she is capable of being. - Susan Rooney Barbour, RHS '68.
In memory of John Peterson. To say I was overwhelmed by emotion as I read [about Ridge AMS] cannot describe what I was feeling. Forty years just melted away in the blink of an eye. Of course I knew Johnnie was popular and well liked by his classmates, but to know he had inspired in them such a heartfelt endeavor left me stunned.
For forty years it has saddened and angered me that such a vibrant spirit was snuffed out before he really had a chance to live ... so many talents he could never pursue or develop; so much love he couldn't share. I would sometimes watch him with the little kids at [Bonnie Brae] Farm as he tried to guide or help them ... kids who had no one to love or encourage them. I know he would be so honored and proud, as I am, that he helped inspire the feelings in others to create Ridge AMS. And, for the first time since Johnnie was killed, his death makes sense to me. For that, I thank [the founders of Ridge AMS and your classmates from the bottom or my heart.
I am also deeply grateful that after all this time, you were kind enough to contact me and include me in your endeavor. Please know that ... I am with all of you in spirit. Johnnie will always live on in my heart, and to know that he lives on in the heart of others as well, has given meaning to his death. All of us walk this earth, no matter how briefly, for a purpose. To touch the hearts of others is the greatest purpose of all. Thank you for what you have done. - Noreen Cerino, RHS Class of 1969.
Note: The preceding is the text of a letter from Noreen Cerino received by the the founders of Ridge AMS in 2007. Noreen was engaged to John Peterson at the time of his death.
In memory of Bunny Bohl, Class of 1967. - Anonymous.
In memory of Glenn Apgar, Barbara Bohl, david Earp, Hester Froehlig, John Gambrill, Janice Hotaling, and John Peterson, Class of 1967.
- David Hayworth, RHS Class of 1967.
We remember you proudly. - Francesco Pagano, retired RHS teacher.
I served in the Bernards Township School System for 37 years, as physical education teacher, coach, and Athletic Director. This is in memory of three students from RHS who lost their lives in Vietnam: John Peterson, Tom Ike and Brendan Kearns. I had a flag placed in the gym in their memory in 1973.
- Lawrence A. Smith, retired RHS teacher.
From Ridge's first graduating class in appreciation and in recognition of my brothers, Paul and Stuart. - Bruce Rickerson, RHS Class of 1962.
With thanks to Susan Carlsson of the Bernards Township Education Foundation for her voluntary efforts in support of the Ridge Alumni Memorial Scholarship.
- Fred Cwerner and Beverly Darvin, Basking Ridge.
In memory of wonderful friends and classmates who enriched my life for so many years. - Anonymous, RHS Class of 1967.
In memory of Guy Arno, RHS Class of 1969. In June 2006, the RHS Class of 1969 celebrated its 37th reunion. Unfortunately, two months later, our classmate, Guy Arno, passed away. He was a great wrestler and always fun to be with. You will be missed. - Robin Haycock Brennan, RHS Class of 1969.
In memory of all my fellow classmates who have left us, that through this scholarship new students may reach their goals. - Anonymous, RHS Class of 1967.
In memory of Johnnie Peterson, RHS Class of 1967. "Some people come into our lives and quickly go. Some stay for a while and leave footprints on our hearts." - Anon. Johnnie left footprints on our hearts that will last forever! - Jo Ellen Grauerholz, RHS Class of 1967.
It is a real pleasure to be able to honor good friends in this way. Thank you for the opportunity. - Charles M. "Chic" Day, RHS Class of 1967.
In memory of Johnnie Peterson and all of my departed fellow classmates of the Class of 1967. - Cheryl Howat Juliano, RHS Class of 1967.
I would like to add to the memories of Glenn Apgar, RHS Class of 1967. It was a delight to be reacquainted with him at our twentieth reunion, and it is a wonderful way to remember him, brimming with self-confidence, good-natured humor, and quiet pride in his accomplishments. - Jane Hancock, RHS Class of 1967.
My dear friend Glen Apgar, our childhood escapades as neighbors shaped our lives! You will always be fondly remembered. - Susan Allen, RHS Class of 1968.
To Johnnie Peterson, such a sweet flirt and my hero in uniform, your courage and bravery will forever remain in my heart. - Susan Allen, RHS Class of 1967.
I remember the warmth in each smile, the kindness in each heart: gifts that time cannot change. - Anonymous, RHS Class of 1967.
I will forever cherish the friendship of my best friend, Janice Hotaling Wilker. - Sue Meehan Hackett, RHS Class of 1967.
Remembering old friends who live on in each of us. - Carol Mason Schoenig, RHS Class of 1967.
To the Class of 1967. - Carol Kaempfer Boyer, RHS Class of 1967.
"Never give up, never give up, never give up!" Jim Valvano. - Mark Saalfield, RHS Class of 1967.
For all those - from every class who never had the chance to reach their dreams, seize opportunities and fulfill their promise. Peace Always. - Joseph R. Brennan, RHS Class of 1967.
In Loving Memory, a gift from Gale. - Pete Baglio, RHS Class of 1967.
In memory of John and all the members of the Class of 1967 who have left us too soon. - Molly Direnga Adsit, RHS Class of 1967.
In tribute to John Peterson and all my classmates who have left us. I am thankful to them all for the wonderful memories of my high school years. - Roberta Fishbein (Fisher), RHS Class of 1967.
In memory of Glenn Apgar, Eric Birnbaum & David Earp. Three distinct, unique, precious personalities from The Class of 1967. - Eileen Wall Mundorff, RHS Class of 1967.
John Peterson, Class of 1967. I sat across a table from John in a cafeteria study hall one year, and we would nod hello to one another when we sat down, but we were not supposed to talk and we always had homework to do, so we mostly just toiled away on our assignments and occasionally expressed our overall feeling about all the work we had to do. One day John and I shared a giggle or two in astonishment and perverse admiration when another student at our table showed up with a report card that came close - remarkably close - to the holy grail of bad report cards: E I E I 0. - Anonymous.
Glen Apgar, Class of 1967. Glenn joined my class at Liberty Corner Elementary School when I was in third grade, and we quickly became best friends. We spent much of our time at recess planning tree houses and forts—at least one of which actually got built (mainly by his father) in a large tree behind his house. Sadly, Glenn’s life included a number of major difficulties. He spent all of eighth grade at home in bed with rheumatoid arthritis. I had the dubious honor of carrying “Glenn,” a bulky speaker/microphone box that could be plugged into specially installed phone jacks, around to our classrooms so he could listen in from home (one can only imagine how much listening he really did). His health in high school improved and he even joined several of us for a 50-mile, 6-day trek on the Appalachian Trail just before our senior year. But rheumatoid arthritis is a chronic disease, and he had recurring problems the rest of his life. Then a serious car accident in the early 1980s, when, ironically, he was back to visit his mother in the hospital, nearly took his life. The biggest challenge for Glenn, though, was that he was gay—at a time when no one (especially in conservative towns like ours) admitted such things. In retrospect, he must have lived with denial, doubts, and emotional turmoil until he escaped from Basking Ridge, but if he did, he never let it show and none of us knew until years later. He went on to a successful career in architecture and interior design in San Francisco, and I managed to see him a few times on trips there. By the time of the 1987 reunion, his last trip back East, he announced to a few of us that he had HIV, the closest he ever came to discussing his sexual orientation with his friends from childhood. Weakened already by the long term consequences of his rheumatoid arthritis, HIV/AIDs felled him in 1991. That he died young from a terrible disease was a great tragedy. That he grew up at a time when he could not be open with his friends about being gay was an equal tragedy. - Ed Lincoln, RHS Class of 1967.
Eric Birnbaum, Class of 1967. Let’s face it: Eric could be a pain in the neck. At Band Camp he was assigned to my cabin, and had great trouble settling down to sleep before about two in the morning, which drove the rest of nuts. Just imagine trying to sleep when the kid in the next bunk pesters you with endless questions like, “Hey Eddie, do know where Flatbush Avenue is?” (I did not, and in my geographical ignorance I actually thought he had dreamed up an imaginary name). But there was not a mean bone in his body; his annoying exuberance had an innocence and enthusiasm that still brings a smile to my face. Eric also had a wonderful, rare gift: a combination of musical talent and the ability to channel his boundless energy into long hours practicing his French horn. When I was in eighth grade, Eric invited me (clarinet) to join a woodwind quintet that he was forming, when other kids our age were creating rock bands. We were joined by Caroline Latta (flute), Roy Snable (bassoon), and Glenn Apgar (oboe), probably because all four of us were taking music lessons from his father at the time. We played for a couple of years, including some public performances (guest appearances at a piano teacher’s recital for her students is a public appearance and once or twice at Ridge band concerts). This was the first time I had ever played classical music in the original rather than in simplified band arrangements. Heady stuff, but Eric was more dedicated to this endeavor than the rest of us and we eventually broke up. Just how dedicated was amply demonstrated by his adult career in the army band and then with an orchestra in South Africa. Believe me, getting a job with any symphony orchestra as a brass player is very, very difficult. Single job openings often attract well over 500 applicants. I am in awe that Eric managed to do this—the kid most people considered to be an immature pain ends up accomplishing something none of the rest of us playing instruments in high school could do. That his life was cut short in a tragic crime is a great shame, but at least he got to live his dream. How many people get to do that? - Ed Lincoln, RHS Class of 1967.
John Peterson, Class of 1967. I did not know John very well, and I will leave it to others to provide stories of him in high school. He was not in any of my classes, except perhaps gym or study hall. But we talked from time to time, and I liked him. When we graduated, I am positive that he received an award from the teachers for something like most improved student, although his name does not appear on the printed program for the awards ceremony that I still have stuffed away in a box. I felt very happy that he received this award, and thought he was well on the way to starting a productive adult life—a kid with a troubled background of some sort who would make good. At the time, I thought his intention of going into the military was a good, patriotic place for him to make that start. Two years later my mother mailed me a clipping from the Bernardsville News with John’s obituary. I felt as though I had been kicked in the stomach, especially since by then I felt that the war in Vietnam was a horrible mistake. Ever since, I have had a gnawing feeling of guilt and anger over his tragic death. Even today I cannot talk about him without choking up. After our 35th reunion, I began bugging Carol about the idea of doing something in his memory, and she wisely hooked me up with Jane Cullinan, Stu Rickerson, and Chris Sullivan. With their strong leadership, my vague initial plea blossomed into the Ridge AMS. Nothing can bring John back to life or erase the tragedy of his young death, but I think extending a helping hand through this scholarship to kids who exemplify John’s personal qualities is exactly the right thing to do. - Ed Lincoln, RHS Class of 1967.
John Peterson, Class of 1967. The Bonnie Brae Alumni are pleased that one of our own, John Peterson, was chosen for this worthy honor. We wish you enduring success in this enterprise.- George Seymour, Bonnie Brae Alumni Association.
John Gambrill, 1948-1994. Giant of a guy, giant of a brain, and still your heart was oversized. You were an extraordinary friend. John, I miss you. — Jane Cullinan, RHS Class of 1967.