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Teaneck High School
Class of 1962

Passing of Jeff Dobkin:  A Teaneck High School stand out by any measure, Jeff went on to accomplish a great deal and his life… which is no surprise to those of us who knew Jeff. On behalf of the our class, I offer sincere condolences to all of you who knew Jeff, and certainly to his family and his sister Marney THS Class Of 1960.

Ilona McCaffrey (Krechtiak) birthday December 22nd.

Dear Fellow THS 1962 Classmates,

                          SAVE THE DATE……OCTOBER 8, 2022…..6PM TO 11PM

We are happy to announce that plans are in process for our 60th THS Class of 1962  Reunion.

This time we have chosen a “Jersey Shore Venue”……a real blast from our past.

The venue is on the boardwalk in Point Pleasant Beach, NJ at Martells Lobster House.     .   We have reserved the date and will be making final plans over the next several months.  The date is pleasantly off season (usually great fall weather), but the beach and boardwalk are still open.  We have also picked a date that will not interfere with the Jewish holidays.

There appear to be several decent accommodation options nearby.  You can check the link below, and of course do your own homework.

 Albeit a bit further away (less than 6 miles), we give a plug to classmate Helin (Gombos) Desiderio’s  bed and breakfast in Spring Lake….The Johnson House…..

At this point, we ask that you please indicate (via email or text) your intent to attend, or not, so that we may plan accordingly with the restaurant.  We would like to receive your response by November 15, 2021.  We can tell you that when we sent the initial email out earlier this past spring, we had over 100 positive responses.  Based upon initial discussions, we expect that the cost will be under $100 per person, but no money is due at this point.  We do ask you all to get the buzz going with classmates and friends to coordinate your gatherings over that weekend. Fee free to forward this email. 

The theme this time is Keep it Simple……..but even simple isn’t always easy.  So, if you are inclined to lend a hand in the planning, decorating, administration and execution process, please let us know. 

This may well be the last time that many of us can reasonably attend such an event as in 10 more years most of us will be 87 years old……so don’t miss this opportunity to rejoin, reminisce, and catch up with, old friends and classmates. 

Thank you, stay well, and all the best.


Richard Pink…       Text: 917-251-7465

Robert Friedman…         Text: 203-603-3777











Sad passing of Jimmy Castronuevo....

Rest In Peace many great memories of days gone by that will live in our hearts forevermore. A stand up guy with an amazing sense of humor. On behalf of myself, and the THS Class of 1962, I offer our condolences to you Diane and the entire family. We share you grief, and offer our hearts our prayers for the Jimmy’s peaceful transition .
Richie Pink

John Bauer: Sadly, John passed away January 8th 2021. After retiring as the Teaneck Fire Chief, John moved to Arizona to be close to family. John was a neighbor, good friend and teammate. Many fond memories. RIP, friend.

George Ackerman

John Joseph Bauer

Cave Creek, AZ - John Joseph Bauer, 76, of Cave Creek, AZ passed away peacefully on January 8, 2021. He was at home, surrounded by his family. Born in the Bronx, New York on September 19, 1944, John moved to New Jersey as a teenager. He graduated from Teaneck High School, attended Fairleigh Dickinson University, and served for many years as a firefighter with the Teaneck Fire Department. John became Fire Chief, a role he loved. After retirement, John relocated to Arizona to be closer to family. John is survived by his wife of 49 years, Alana; two children, Kathleen and Michael; his twin sister, Patricia; his sister-in-law and her husband, Robin and Bob Seifert; three grandchildren; and many nieces and nephews. John will be remembered for his kind, patient and loving manner. Donations can be made to Hospice of the Valley and the American Cancer Society.

A bitter sweet farewell to Tommy last night.  Wife Maryon and daughter Danielle appreciated some of his THS pals coming to pay respects and a final farewell.  They shared how often Tommy spoke of his highschool friends and times....Including his amazing dancing days at Teen Clan.  A gentle soul with a great sense of humor and a ready smile for all.  Tommy had a rough go these past several weeks after his cancer returned so his passing was in many ways a he is out of pain, and rests peacefully in the everlasting arms of his Lord.  Now we pray for his soul and peaceful transition.  Between the COVID nightmare and so many deaths among our friends these past years, reminds me of how important it is to cherish our friends and loved ones....pick up the phone and tell someone. 
On behalf of all your THS classmates.....Rest In Peace Tommy. 


Here is the information from Tommy's daughter Danielle for paying respects.



November 20, 2020

5:00 PM to 9:00 PM

Boulevard Funeral Home and Cremation Service

1151 River Road

New Milford, NJ 07646

I wanted to mention that this funeral home has Covid-19 safety measures in place and is spacious. We want everyone to feel as safe as possible as they come to pay their respects and say goodbye. Masks are required, attendees are limited to 50 at a time in the building, practice social distancing, and hand sanitizer will be provided.

Dear Fellow THS 62 Classmates,

With a heavy heart we pass on the very sad news that our friend Tommy Puglisi passed away.   His daughter Danielle posted this news on Facebook yesterday. We do not have any of the details surrounding his death or the plans for services yet, but will post them as soon as we know. The one thing that we all know is that Tommy was an amazing spirit, humorist extraordinary, and had a heart as big as Texas.  Rest In Peace dear friend...

Rich Pink

Robert Friedman 

Dear Class,

We sadly announce the passing of yet another very talented THS62 grad.  Anyone who knew, or even kind of knew, Jane was aware of her friendly and gentle manner.  As shown in the link below, Jane was also a generous philanthropist leaving quite a legacy in the DUMBO section of New York City.  Robert Friedman and I were lucky enough to interview Jane on "The Carousel" just prior to our last reunion.  That video is posted below.  Besides sharing many teary, albeit joyous memories, Jane shared the genesis of how The Carousel came to be....which dates back to her Teaneck High days and her involvement with the class' production of "Carousel "........ever the sentimentalist.


THS62,  NYC, and ever so many friends, will miss you Jane.....may you rest in peace....and keep a light on for us.

Richie and I did this video with Jane about a year before our 50th reunion. I am so happy now that we got the opportunity to memorialize her wonderful achievement

Jane's Carousel Part 1



Jane's Carousel Part 2


Richie Pink



I was deeply saddened to hear of the passing of Ginger. Strangely enough,I was recently thinking of my days of youth and our gang on Oakdene, Mickey Mehler, Susan Mezzasalma,Skippy Myers(he lived in Susan's house til he moved away) Carolyn Metzler, John Monteith, Gary Space, Bob Case and,especicaly Ginger, and wondering how she was doing. I can still remember the summer days when we would all gather on someone's front steps and talk. Or playing hide and go seek at night on the corner of Beech and Oakdene. In the winter we would sleigh down the hill in front of our houses. My condolences to her siblings Jane, Tom, and Nancy if they are still around. Rest in peace Ginger.

Pat McArdle

It’s very sad for me to announce that my best friend Ginger Siwulec (class of 63) Passed away July 4th from various illnesses. She was my neighbor and best friend since we were 10 years old. She resides in the same house since we met We shared too many memories over the years and it breaks my heart to have to post this. Please keep her family in your prayers as this is most certainly a heartfelt time.

With deepest sympathy,
Susan Mezzasalma

Dear classmates,
The following was posted by David Pearl THS class of 1961. David is quite a talent, and I think that his latest rendition of this classic is a beautiful reminder of who we are.  We should all remain mindful of these words during these tumultuous times and reject any and all attempts to divide us. 
God Help and Bless us all.
Rich Pink 





We are posting the following video link as somewhat of a memorial to Renatos memory, but also to allow everyone to harken back to our days together in Teaneck.  It is a video Robert Friedman did of Renato and former teachers John and Robin Brancato prior to our last reunion in 2012.






Dear Fellow THS 62 Classmates,

Check out this link below.  It’s no  surprise that our old friend and classmate David Swersky is being honored with induction into the Aspen Hall of Fame.  The story speaks for itself, but anyone who knew David back in the day is familiar with his quiet and humble persona, but his very loud friendly manner, and his gigantic willingness to serve. David and I lived only a few houses away from eachother on Ramapo Road (across from Lowell School), and to this day still reminisce about our wild  sleigh riding times……when on a really great day one could make it all the way down to River Road (flying across Wilson Ave) to the entrance of what was then (I think) Bergen Community College (later Fairleigh Dickenson)……..a bit of an aside, but hats off to David !

All the best to everyone and may 2020 be a “rockin good year”

Rich Pink

Jan. 19, 1945 — Jan. 1, 2020
QUEENSBURY — Lydia Bitterly, age 74, passed away on Wednesday, Jan. 1, 2020 at home after a long battle of cancer. She was born on Jan. 19, 1945 in New York, New York, the daughter of the late Michael Genningsen and Tatiana Kolen Genningsen.

Lydia was a nurse for many years at Glens Falls Hospital and later retired from Equinox Terrance. She always went above and beyond for her patients, their families and her coworkers. Her smile lit up every room that she walked into. She deeply touched the lives of everyone she knew. Lydia had a beautiful spirit, her beauty exuberated through her loving and caring heart. It wasn’t just her beauty on the outside, her beauty also came from within which captured the hearts of many. Lydia also loved gardening, cooking, biking, poetry and music. She enjoyed spending time with her family and friends but most importantly she loved being a devoted mom and grandmother.

Lydia is survived by her daughters, Lisa Funderburke and husband Chris, JoAnne Deyoe and husband Mike, Kathryn Martone and husband John; sister, Barbara Vacalopoulos; grandchildren, Brayton Deyoe, Caroline Deyoe; nephews, John and Nick Vacalopoulos; cousins, Jamie Macaluso, Carol Dalton, Olga Salvogie, Nina Solvogie, Jennifer Lamb and many friends who will miss her dearly.

A celebration of life will be held at 11 a.m. Saturday, Jan. 11, at the Church of the Kings, 685 Bay Road, Queensbury.

Donations can be made in Lydia’s name to Rise Liberia, 685 Bay Road, Queensbury, NY 12804 or
Arrangements are under the direction of Compassionate Funeral Care, Inc., 402 Maple Ave., Saratoga Springs.

If you wish to express your online condolences or view the Obituary, please visit our website at

Our thoughts are with our classmates on the FL coastline. Stay safe

Dear Classmates,

We are considering moving up our THS Class of 1962 Sixtieth Class Reunion, which  by the calendar would be sometime in 2022, to  the summer-fall of 2020. Why you may ask?.....well many have asked when the next reunion will be, and frankly, as we are all at or very near the 4th quarter, time and physicality are steadfastly working against us.  Since our last reunion in 2012 we lost 8  classmates bringing the combined total since 1962 to 81.

Our current thinking is that this will be a casual affair. Not a formal dinner, no required payment, and not nearly as structured as the 50th.  Rather, a wonderful a la carte opportunity to join together in friendship at one place, and at one time.  The location will  likely, once again,  be a venue in New Jersey (north or south). We realize and appreciate that for a variety of reasons not everyone will be able, or  interested, in attending.  Before we spend any more time on planning such an event, we would appreciate your opinion.  It is by no means a commitment, but rather just an indication of interest.  Please favor us with a Reply to this email with either a "yes" or "no". Please ignore the Do Not Reply next to Reply To. Just go to the bottom right and click the link to

Our fond wishes for continued good health and happiness to all.


Richard Pink, and Robert Friedman

Perhaps 7 or 8 years ago Richard Pink and I were sitting in his condo in Seaside Heights N.J. drinking wine and having a lot of laughs about our task of planning our class's 50th Reunion which turned out to be a fabulous weekend and evening at the Woodcliff Lake Hilton. So here uncut, unedited, and unredacted are Rich's memories of growing up in Teaneck.



In early February 2019, John Wadsworth passed away - finally being reunited with his loving parents. As you may remember, John had cerebral palsy. But that didn't stop him from becoming one of our most memorable classmates. I can still see him traversing through the halls of THS with such determination and a sense of accomplishment. He truly loved his years at THS, especially when being included with sports teams. He often talked about various teachers and coaches, and especially remembered Frank Gould.

John's life was not an easy one. He attended St. Anastasia's elementary school prior to THS. His faith was strong and very important to him and I'm sure this is what allowed him to carry on for so many years. Both his parents were deceased by the time John was 21 years old and from that time on he spent his life in various health facilities around New Jersey, eventually being placed in Monmouth County.

During the "tracking down" period leading up to one of our class reunions (I'm not sure if it was the 40th or the 45th), we discovered that John was in a nursing home in Jackson, NJ. At one point, I reached out to the facility where he was living and eventually went to visit John. I knew once I went to see him, it was a commitment that would not easily be shed. My early visits were quite emotional for myself and John. He did not know me per se, but had good memories of his years at THS and our class. We spent time reminiscing about his youth and playing checkers or gin rummy. At one of our THS 62 "informal" reunion get togethers, Margo Blanchard, Dee Donadt and Betty Pashe went with me to see John and we brought clothing, gifts and THS memorabilia from the Class of 62 and we took pictures with John. Those pictures remained on his closet door for many, many years. The irony at this visit was while he didn't remember them, the minute he heard Margo's maiden name was Blanchard, he asked if she was related to Mr. Blanchard - this was Margo's father who was the band director at TJ when John was in the band.

At one point, I became aware of the fact that John did not have a TV that worked very well and the reunion committee allocated funds to buy John a new TV for his room - he was so happy with that TV and the handicapped remote which helped him so much. Once in a while he would have a card, a letter or a visit from one of our classmates and I'm sure those things meant a lot to him.

As time went by, John's overall physical and mental health were deteriorating and he was no longer "himself". Unfortunately, this happened just around the time my sister had a debilitating stroke and I spent all of the next 7 years taking caring of her needs. Even though I could no longer visit John in person, I kept in touch with him via his nursing staff and remembrances during the holidays. Periodically I got phone calls from the facility on his status, etc. Fortunately, around the same time, it was recognized that John's judgement regarding his own well-being was not exactly on point. I was asked if I would consent to become his advocate/guardian. Since I already had my hands full with my sister, John was made a ward of the state of NJ. Believe me, that was a big plus for John.

Many of John's records did not transfer with him to his last facility but the State came across my name and inquired what my connection was to John and did I know of any family members, etc. They were kind enough to keep me informed about his final days. I have to give kudos to his particular NJ State advocates because they handled everything with such dedication and caring. It was comforting to know that everything was being done to ensure John's final time here on earth were as peaceful as possible and that his resting place would be with his mother and father.

While most of us cannot even imagine what John's life must have been like, his faith kept him grounded much of the time. He believed in the afterlife and looked forward to being reunited with his parents, etc. Reflecting on my own life's journey, all the little things that went wrong or seemed so important at one time or another certainly cannot compare to complications John faced in his lifetime. During those years I visited with John, I learned to be grateful for all I had and was glad we (his classmates) were able to bring some joy into his life.

Dear Fellow THS 1962 Classmates,

For your end of summer viewing pleasure, Robert Friedman  has posted below a video featuring John and Robin Broncato and Renato Danese chatting it up on memories of Teaneck in Renato’s amazing 511 W 22nd St art gallery.  If you haven’t been, you should visit......

Dear THS62 Classmates,

It should come as no surprise to anyone that fellow classmate and friend Vinnie Oakes (aka Vin, Vance, VO, Doc.....rarely Vincent) is the first to offer a personal story posting for our new website.  Vinnie has been writing historical memoirs for several years for his kids and grandkids.  I have posted below the Introduction to his collection of “stories”.   I want to personally thank my Pal from K-12 and beyond for providing great fun, humor, and mischief for all of us....often at great personal expense...😘.  I don’t pretend to have been above much of the same, but he did it with much more “je ne sais quoi” (flare)..earning him the title of Class Clown in our yearbook along with Patti McKenna. 

Thanks Vance,



“Old Enough to Know Better”

 Alternate Title: I Don’t Mind a Reasonable Amount of Trouble

 By: Vinnie Oakes


 You really had to be there. You really had to be a kid, living in the United States during the time that followed World War II, to realize, years later, that you had grown up in the golden glory of America. Long before the events of September 11, 2001, you just had a sense that life would never be as good as it was during the period from late 1945 to the end of 1963. From November 22, 1963 to September 10, 2001 the golden glory was slipping away. You could feel it, watch it, and hear it. Not that there weren’t a whole bunch of wonderful things for the country and myself that occurred during this period, but things just didn’t feel the same. A sense of foreboding, about the country’s future, its power, prestige, credibility, and economy, crept into my consciousness, like watching a Super Bowl game in which my team is way ahead through three quarters, and then feeling the horrible inevitability of impending disaster, as fourth quarter mistakes cause the momentum to shift and play-out into an inexcusable loss.

 I write this memoir over a period of years, for the most part in “continuous present” tense, beginning in my late 50’s. I can’t tell you why I let so much time go on between writing parts of it. I write, skip a half a year, a whole year, write some more, skip a few weeks or months, etc. I guess I’d have to blame my A.D.D. A.D.D. gets blamed for all sorts of things, by all sorts of people - so why not this?

 When I am a kid, there is no such thing as parents being told that their child has A.D.D. The term/diagnosis becomes stylish many years after “the damage has been done” to my life, and the retrospective diagnosis comes from my sister the psychologist, during a casual phone conversation in about 2005. She is telling me about some other kid in the family, and says, “Well you know, you were A.D.D.”

 I was?

 The truth is, prior to that pronouncement by Merilee, I never give it a minute’s thought. But then I begin to realize that my life is filled with patterns and symptoms of the condition, and in varying degrees it’s still with me. With some O.C.D. thrown in for no apparent reason. 

This is not just my story, it’s also about the people around me - those who have impact on my life. So there are a lot of words devoted to their stories as well, because without those people in my life, I wouldn’t be me. Maybe too much detail for you, but not for me. I just want you to have the option of knowing these people, the ones who had such big personalities that were such a big part of my life.

 I write this because I don’t want you - my kids and my grandkids; some extended family members and special friends to have questions: the kind of haunting relentless questions that so many people, including me, have about their parents or grandparents, or great grandparents. What kind of life do they have as young children, or teens, what makes them choose to go this way or that in life, or what are their dreams, their values, their beliefs, et cetera? I wonder those things about people who brought me into this world, who surrounded me as I grew up, or who die before I even “get here.” And I don’t want you to wonder. And because I really can’t leave any “gift of wealth” for you, I hope that you view this story as a special gift of love from me to you.

 Hopefully, it’s also a gift of entertainment, albeit a “G” - rated one. There’s no way I can tell you everything! This will not be a tell-all story of sex, drugs, and rock & roll. Well, maybe a little rock & roll.

 I want you to know about how great it is for my friends and me to grow up Teaneck, New Jersey (and partly in Upper Saddle River) during the post war years of the late 1940’s, the 50’s, and very early 60’s. I can’t remember any adults getting too worked-up over politics. “Our Boys” just finish kicking ass in Europe and the Pacific - preceded by the Great Depression - and I think most parents and grandparents are just happy to be alive, and have jobs; and to begin to build a war-free life for themselves. Just FYI – the value of $100 in 1950 converts to the equivalent of approximately $1,000 in 2017.

 The Saturday Afternoon Kiddie Show at the Teaneck Theater costs a quarter, and we get to see about 4 cartoons, a newsreel, and usually either a double feature (2 movies) or a weekly serial, and a full length movie.

 We play stickball on neighborhood streets; and stoopball, against the steps of Grace Lutheran Church across the street from our house.  In the winter we skate on frozen ponds, or on inlets of the “Hacky” (the Hackensack River). Most kids join the Cub Scouts and Brownies; later many go on to Boy Scouts or Girl Scouts.

 Outside, we play hopscotch, hide and seek, Simon says, redlight/green light, and ringolevio. We have snowball fights against the kids down the street, and we walk to elementary school (unaccompanied by parents); walk home for lunch, and walk back for the afternoon classes. We don’t have air conditioning, or laundry driers, or dishwashing machines, but if we are sick, the doctor comes to the house. Most of us have parents who grow up in one of NYC’s 5 boroughs, and wanting a better life for their young families, move out to Jersey after the war.

 We build “soapbox” cars out of scrap wood and carpet remnants; get the wheels from old baby carriages we find sitting out on people’s curbs during semi-annual “rummage days.” We steer with a rope tied to the axel. Then we race each other down the big hill (Martense Ave.) alongside our houses. In the late 40’s and early 50’s the junk man still comes by about once a quarter in a horse-drawn wagon, bells clanging, signaling his presence, so housewives can run out to their curbs and give him their unwanted items. Until I am about 8, the iceman still delivers big slabs of ice by horse-drawn wagon to Al Saunders’ Meats a few blocks from our house. And there is sawdust all over the floor of Saunders’ shop.

 We collect Baseball Cards, aka Bubblegum Cards, or “Flip Cards.” We don’t collect them with the thought of their value, so that we can sell them. There is no such market for that sort of thing. We collect them because that’s what boys in this era do. And we gamble with baseball and football bubblegum cards. There are three basic games that we play with each other, and they all result in either winning cards from, or losing cards to, your buddies. And when we’re big enough to ride full-sized bikes, we learn how to use a pair of clothes pins to attach a couple of the bubblegum cards to the rear frame of our rigs, so that they are agitated by the spokes, making a very badass sound like some sort of kid motorcycle. The epitome of being cool 8 year-olds.

 We go to Lowell School for K-6th grade, where we have recess out in the schoolyard, which is also where we congregate in the morning before the bell rings, during recess, and after lunch, until once again, the dreaded bell rings.

 When we get a bit older, we play touch football out in front of the house, on Helen Street, and of course, play catch with baseballs.

 We live in a community of houses with one-car garages, nearby churches and temples, neighborhood schools, and walking distance shopping. Our main drag is called Cedar Lane, and we can walk down there and buy just about anything a household might need, but it’s available in separate stores (there’s no such thing as “one stop shopping, as in today’s Walmart Superstores). There are about three grocery stores, three banks, J&J Pharmacy and the Miller’s drug store, Mr. Stalder’s hardware (with its creaky wooden floorboards, and screechy screen door), Nick Napoli’s jewelry store, the Teaneck Theater, The Teaneck Camera Store, Veltri’s Travel Agency, Al Saunders’ Meats, the Royal Delicatessen, Lindy’s Delicatessen, two diners, Mike’s Bike Shop, three men’s barber shops, Panettari’s Shoe Repair, Woolworth’s Five and Ten, the famous Bischoff’s Ice Cream Parlor, Sylvia’s dress shop, Hy and Harry’s (a candy store” with a counter for fountain drinks, a selection of magazines, books and toys), Kahn’s Corner (another candy store; later, Morty & Selma’s, then Rocklin’s), Cowan’s Stationary and Greeting Card Store (where we can buy our fountain pens and ink), Davis Toy Store, Carl’s Market (produce), The Elms (a gin mill), Cedar Lane Flower Shop, a dry cleaners, and two of New Jersey’s best bakeries (Gratzel’s and Butterflake), and on and on. And if you are growing up in that town, you know every one of the proprietors, and they know you (except for the Elms: that wasn’t for kids).

 AND . . . when we 1944 babies turn 10 or 11, we witness the birth of a thing they are calling Rock and Roll (the adults, for the most part don’t like it/don’t trust it). Then, almost at the same time, but slightly later than R&R’s rocket-like rise in popularity, there is a boom in folk music. And soon afterward,  my generation begins to discover the black blues singers of the thirties, forties and fifties. Early R&R seems to be divided up into solo act singers (usually backed up by anonymous bands or back-up vocalists), and singing groups (retrospectively referred to as “DooWop”).    

 Not too many years later, we are also “there” for the most phenomenal thing to hit the music world in the century of our birth: a group called The Beatles, who opened the door for “the British Invasion.” After The Beatles make their appearance, we begin to see a shift: entire bands become “a thing,” with more than just the lead singer being the celebrity. In fact many of the band members are multi talented.

 And then come the big social and cultural changes of the 60’s and 70’s, brought on by - or reacted to by (What comes first? The chicken or the egg?) – music/musicians, assassinations, wars, civil rights, entertainment, women’s lib, drugs, kidnappings, sports, casino gambling, etc.

 I don’t think there could possibly be another group (we are “the war babies”) of kids in U.S. history that gets seated in the front car for such a wild roller coaster ride in its lifetime.

For the most part I am finally “old enough to know better,” know better than to do many of the things I do in my life. But I am and always have been a whore for laughs, and also an outspoken person. In my later years I detest “Political Correctness,” which begins to permeate western society, and which only causes more problems (especially for Americans) than it solves.

 The following Seinfeld story explains why I am always getting into trouble (along with some DNA supplied by my favorite uncle, Mitt), why I am drawn to saying things that create many of my not-so-smart “adventures:”

 Seinfeld episode called, “The Voice,” and in it Jerry has to decide between continuing to date an attractive blonde, or no longer being permitted in her life because she is quite annoyed with the ridiculous manner in which he has taken up saying the word, “Hello.” HELLLLLLLOOH!

 Jerry goes out to the beach boardwalk to contemplate her ultimatum: “It’s either a life with me, or you can continue using your ridiculous ‘HELLLLLLLOOH!’, but you’ll be alone.” It’s all done quickly and wordlessly, with Jerry imagining scenes of the future, with and without the girl. Suddenly he jumps up from the boardwalk bench, and begins running, presumably toward his transportation back to the city from the beach. His mad dash ends with him knocking on her apartment door, and the viewer is led to believe that Jerry has made the sensible choice, and is there to commit to adult behavior.

 Jerry rings the door bell. She opens the door, sees with some surprise that Jerry has come back to her.

 “Jerry!” she exclaims with a big, welcoming smile.  And Jerry lifts his right arm in an expansive gesture, and loudly says, “HELLLLLLLOOH!”  With a look of disgust, she slams the door on him.

 And that is the way I behave much of my life . . . with family members, teachers, classmates, and girlfriends, bosses, and yes, wives, because as is the case with Jerry, I always have to be true to the Smartass Code: the cost of a laugh – even if the only laughter is my own – is never too much.

 I’m not sure at 67 years of age, when I write this forward, if I’ve totally outgrown the Smartass Code, and believe me, I’ve paid the price. And no, it isn’t worth the problems I create for myself. And if I could do life all over, I’d try to control myself. But I don’t think I could. Oh, it was fun all right, so much fun (for me). But much of it is not very smart.




Welcome back to our Teaneck62 website classmates! For your entertainment we have posted below an interview with Coach and mentor Joe Cervino which was recorded in connection with our 50th reunion.

Coach Cervino was one of the great ones who cared for all his students and athletes. We were fortunate to have role models like Coach. As most of you know Joe passed away last December.....see obituary below.... 

Click Here 

We invite you to create your own little video to let all know what you have been up to, and we will post it.

Best to All, Rich P and Robert F



                           “Remember Teddy”.

We have created this new personalized website JUST for THS 62 graduates, We will be migrating over from SPOKT, and to improve classmate communication opportunities, and provide more robust content......SO JOIN, and begin filling in your profile info and begin adding content (new and old).  To insure privacy (ie: access to THS62 classmates only) you will need to be verified by site administrators.   We will do that promptly and you will then show up as a member......then, you will just need to sign in.  

Robert and I will be populating initial content, and  will endeavor to post weekly classmate and/or teacher info, but, it’s  long term value and success will be up to us all by regularly visiting and using the tools provided to keep it interesting and current.   If you have any current or nostalgic classmate news for this homepage , please contact Robert or me. 

If you need any help accessing or navigating the new website you can contact either of us.

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Text and Cell:  RAP....917-251-7465 / RLF....203-479-2230

We hope that you all enjoy our first www.teaneck62 website video posting below, and that you will come back regularly for some more interesting classmate news and video postings.  While you are here join the website, and fill in your profile information, and post some photos and videos.

Thanks, and Blessings to All !

Richard Pink and Robert Friedman

Final Notes:  Please note that our new website is intended to promote personal interaction and provide a venue for all classmates to keep up to date on THS62 friends.  It will not be used to promote controversial political or social commentary.  You can use your Facebook or Twitter accounts for that....😘.

Ps......If you have an interest in being part of the THS62 Website Content Committee please let us know as going forward we will need additional resources (not $) besides Robert and me.





There was never any doubt that our friend and classmate Teddy Levine would do something significant in this world.  The videos below speak in part to that as earlier this year Teddy received a Lifetime Achievement Award from SIFMA for the very important work, oversight, and legislation he has been a part of from the late 60’s, when Wall Street was going through tremendously tumultuous times, up until recently.  

The first video gives some great history, and nostalgia, of those early days (when we were all just starting our careers), and includes some comments from Ted.  The second video is about the 50th Anniversary Award itself which was bestowed on Ted this past March, and provides insight into his impact on finance industry legislation. While obviously quite accomplished in the great wide world, Ted holds very dear his earliest days in Teaneck which bond us all together as a family.  

I hope that you all enjoy our first 

www.teaneck62 website video posting, and that you will come back regularly for more interesting classmate news and video postings.  While you are here please join the website, and fill in your profile information, and post some photos and videos.

Thanks, and Blessings to All !

RIchard Pink

Below is Ted’s acceptance speech.  




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