GCCCD Grapevine
Volume 5, Number 1 April, 1995
Lucille Moore Dies of Tumor at 68 Lucille
Moore
Lucille Moore, one of Grossmont College's most prominent alumnae, and a San
Diego County political leader in the '70s, died March 5 in Grossmont Hospital of a
brain tumor. She was 68.
Her career in public life ranged through a directorship with the League of
Women Voters for Grossmont and El Cajon Valley, a seat on the El Cajon City Council,
won in 1974 on her third try, and two years later a post on the San Diego County
Board of Supervisors.
As supervisor, she became board chair, the first woman in history chosen for
that position. She also was the first woman supervisor since the early '20s. During
her tenure, she supported liberal and feminist views, rewriting county language to
eliminate its sexist wording, and wearing pantsuits, leading the way for other
county employees to do so. In legislation, she was able to win many issues by
building consensuses among independent thinkers.
In 1980, her reelection contest became a liberal-conservative battle, with
Moore as the liberal and Paul Fordem as the conservative. Fordem won, making Moore
once again a private citizen.
In 1982, she was elected president of the San Diego Chapter of the National
Political Women's Caucus. In recent years she had been active as a volunteer for the
Friends of the Library in El Cajon.
In 1969 she earned an associate degree in business from Grossmont and
subsequently was a participant or interested observer in GCCCD affairs through the
years. She was a founding member of the Grossmont-Cuyamaca Alumni Association, and
of the GCCCD Foundation.
Barbara Collis, who served 13 years as a member of the GCCCD Board, was a
friend and co-worker of Moore's in political affairs for years. Ms. Collis was
treasurer of Ms. Moore's successful county campaign, and remembers that she and her
fellow workers were known as "Moore's Mafia."
"She encouraged me to run for the College Board," Ms. Collis said. "It was
the
same for other people who espoused her philosophy. She was a community person, and
she got good people for community issues."
GCCCD Chancellor Jeanne Atherton also expressed her appreciation of Moore's
efforts for the district.
"Lucille Moore gave a great deal of her time and expertise to the Grossmont-
Cuyamaca Alumni Association and helped raise money for student scholarships and
faculty needs.
"Her death is a loss to all who knew her as a true friend of Grossmont."
Ms. Moore is survived by her husband, Loyd Austin, a daughter, Jane Kreutner,
of Long Beach, a son, Steven Moore, of the Oakland area and two grandchildren.
EMF Worry Prompts Library Check
The possibility that electromagnetic fields may have contributed to deaths and
illness among library staff members has prompted what may be the most comprehensive
safety investigation in Grossmont College history.
On April 3, Chancellor Jeanne Atherton and her cabinet approved a series of
steps recommended by the Campus Safety Committee to determine whether the EMFs pose
danger to those working near them.
The cabinet voted to call on the California Occupational Safety and Health
Administration (Cal-OSHA) and the County Health Department to check out the EMF
situation and advise the Safety Committee.
The Safety Committee was directed to continue gathering facts and statistics
regarding EMFs at sites other than Grossmont. Finally, the Chancellor's group voted
to engage independent building inspectors to do a thorough inspection of electric
wiring in the library building and the cafeteria.
The matter arose last month when David Wing, GC photography instructor, walked
through the library with a gaussmeter, a device to measure EMFs, and reported
finding high readings at several locations.
After a second trip, however, Wing told the Summit, the student newspaper, that
he believed the high readings resulted from faulty work in wiring of the building,
and that the problem could be eliminated fairly easily.
Some library staff members have been worried for some time about possible EMF
danger. Elaine Herzog, who headed circulation from 1983 to 1986, died of breast
cancer in 1986. Her successor, Betty Thom, died in 1993 of acute leukemia 18 months
after she retired. Two other women who had worked in the library died of ovarian
cancer, and another, still working, developed a brain tumor two years ago.
Up to now, data on EMFs have not given conclusive answers about their dangers.
It's hoped the picture may be more clear when the Grossmont investigation is
finished.
Six GC Faculty Members to Join Retired Ranks
Six Grossmont College instructors make up this spring's group of GCCCD
retirees.
Saying farewell to active ranks at the end of this semester will be Howard
Donnelly, mathematics, who joined the GC faculty in 1966; Bob Haywood,
physical
education and student government, 1967; Larissa Janczyn, music, 1968; Harry
Lum,
art; 1972; Ray Resler, geology, 1961; and Ron Vavra,
physical education, 1964.
The six will fall under the new SIRP"Supplemental Income Retirement"negotiated
by the faculty last year. Each will get a yearly annuity equal to a percentage of
his or her last annual salary. The percentages range from two to eight, depending on
years of service and the year chosen for retirement"in this case 1995.
Plans for the retirement years vary widely. Resler's thoughts are on almost
constant travel. He's going to Turkey this summer, then to Alaska with one of this
former students. He's thinking also of eventually spending time in Malaysia and
Indonesia, noting that in Indonesia a beach front condominium can be purchased for
$80,000.
Larissa Janczyn plans to stay in San Diego. One reason is that she has started
to give piano lessons to her grandchildren, ages 5, 7, and 8. She'll catch up on
things she's wanted to do around home but hasn't had time until now. She'll decide,
after retiring, how much time she wants to spend in outside activities, such as
volunteer work.
Ron Vavra is considering a move, but not immediately. The Morro Bay area has
caught his fancy, and the fact that a son lives there adds to its attraction. But
Mt. Palomar and the Imperial Valley are also possibilities, and he and his wife will
take time deciding. Meanwhile, Ron will find more time for wood carving and other
non-scheduled pursuits.
Donnelly will be moving to Albany, Oregon, probably next month. Though both he
and his wife are southern Californians, they have visited Oregon, have friends
there, and like the territory.
Spring break absences prevented conversations with Haywood and Lum.
Traditional affairs honoring the retirees will be scheduled in the fall.
Editor's Comments
by Pat Higgins
I think I may be the Adoo Andy of the newsletter business.
When Tom Scanlan asked me to take over the Grapevine this year, I might have
said no, but I didn't. Soon thereafter at a board meeting of a foundation to which I
belong, fervor carried me away and I said we should have a quarterly newsletter.
Naturally, since it was my idea, I was asked to implement it. If I'd been strong,
I'd have refused"we idea people shouldn't be required to do the mundane tasks of
production. But again I couldn't say no. So now you know how I'll spend a good share
of my time this year.
I finished the first newsletter for the foundation about a month ago, and it
came out reasonably well. As I write these comments, I'm nearly finished producing
and gathering the content for this issue of the Grapevine. From here, it should be
all downhill for me. Our production ace, Sirkka Huovila, will solve the problems of
place and space, and will put in John Dixon's photos. Ultimately will come an issue
we think is pretty good, and for a couple of days I may not feel so foolish about
being Adoo Andy.
* * * * *
This issue, as you'll notice, has some fairly long items"longer than past
issues. The piece about Lee Engelhorn and his friend is long for the Grapevine,
primarily because it's such a good story"the story, not necessarily the
telling"that
it deserves whatever space is needed to present it. There probably won't be many
stories of similar length because we won't find stories warranting it. But if we do,
we'll use whatever space they need for telling.
* * * * *
It's customary when a person takes an assignment to offer some praise for his
or her predecessor, unless the predecessor has been a scoundrel or a scalawag, in
which case the departure goes unmentioned.
Since Tom Scanlan seems neither a scoundrel nor a scalawag, I can't let his
departure go unmentioned. Happily, he's not leaving us completely but will continue
his Biblio-Files column. However, he is leaving the job of editor.
During Tom's tenure, I never got a copy of the Grapevine which bored me.
Neither did I see a copy that was unattractive physically"for layout, pictures,
variety. Stories were readable, a fact which speaks well of the writers, but also
speaks of Tom's skill in enhancing by editing. He has been a very good editor, and I
hope his departure will not signal a decline in the quality of the Grapevine.
In addition, though you may not know it, Tom is largely responsible for the
Grapevine's existence. In the summer of 1992, a district money crunch resulted in
suspension of Grapevine publication. Tom refused to think of the suspension as
permanent. He got together with Stan Flandi, and they came up with a list of
potential independent campus sources for money. They took up the case for the
Grapevine, were successful, and in October, 1993, publication of the newsletter
began again.
It's good to know that Tom's not abandoning us entirely, and if somebody tells
you Tom's a scoundrel and a scalawag, say it isn't so.
Retired But Still Busy
Emily Duggan-Zouhar
Neither 1994 retirement nor her recent designation by the GCCCD Board as
professor emerita has persuaded Emilie Duggan-Zouhar that it's time to become
inactive.
The emerita status was awarded in recognition of her 27 years of distinguished
service as a member of the GC faculty. During that time she was Vocational Education
chair for nine years, and coordinator of Family and Consumer Studies for 18 years.
Though she's not as busy as before retirement, she's not spending her time
reading novels and eating chocolates. For example, last month she went to Atlanta,
Georgia, for a conference of the American Society on Aging, which drew 3,000
participants. She was there to participate in an "Idea Exchange," to tell of the
Grossmont-directed experimental "Kids and Seniors Together" program in which
individual volunteers are paired with elementary school pupils for several
afternoons weekly, for tutoring and companionship, mostly the latter. Also
participating in the discussion were Ann Daluiso, current coordinator of Family and
Consumer Studies, and Pat Metzgar, KAST program coordinator.
Emilie also is vice chairman of the La Mesa Commission on Aging and an
ambassador for the La Mesa Chamber of Commerce, representing the chamber at business
and community events.
She has no plans for slowing down.
Biblio-Files
by Tom Scanlan
Before I discuss some books I hope you'll enjoy, I'd like to encourage all of
you to write or call in comments on your favorite books and/or your reaction to
books reviewed in this column. Write to me at 1654 View Way, El Cajon, CA 92020, or
call (619) 447-3934.
T.C. Boyle's The
Road to Wellville (Viking, 1993) is an irreverent comic
satire of a nutrition and fitness resort for the wealthy actually operated by cereal
millionaire Kellogg in Battle Creek, Michigan, around the turn of the century. Some
of you may have seen the 1994 book-based film, starring Anthony Hopkins, but the
book is much better. Boyle is not only very funny but provides some fascinating
historical insights into the cereal business, the fierce competition between Kellogg
and Post, and the bizarre nutrition and fitness fads of those times.
Another satire, very funny at times but the humor gets progressively darker, is
Fay Weldon's The
Life and Loves of a She-Devil (Pantheon, 1983). The story details
the ingenious if far-fetched revenge of a mistreated British housewife on her
philandering husband. It will appeal to any reader, male or female, regardless of
your stance on women's liberation. As with Boyle's book, you'll find yourself
laughing out loud in places, yet totally absorbed in the story's many twists and
turns.
Another book of the same vintage and also by a British writer is J.G. Ballard's
Empire
of the Sun (Simon & Schuster, 1984). The story is a fictionalized
autobiographical account of Ballard as a young English school boy, overly fascinated
with airplanes, who was separated from his parents during the panic of the Japanese
invasion of Shanghai during World War II. Most of the story tells how he coped with
the hardships of internment in a concentration camp. Some of you may have seen
Spielberg's film version of the book released in 1987. Incidentally, just a few
years ago Ballard wrote a sequel, The Kindness of Women (which doesn't match the
quality of Empire...), which you might want to read if you're curious about whatever
happened to this unusual kid after the war's end.
For those of you who enjoyed Jane Smiley's A
Thousand Acres (reviewed last
time), you might want to read Jane Hamilton's A
Map of the World (Doubleday, 1994).
A young couple with children trying to make a new life as "outsiders" on a small
midwestern dairy farm suddenly have to cope with a tragedy that eventually changes
all their lives. The setting is rendered marvelously, and you'll find yourself
caring deeply for these people.
Friends' First Visit in 50 Years-And Their Last
by Pat Higgins
For Lee Engelhorn, retired GC geography instructor, October will be a month of
gladness and sadness. Gladness will be remembering October, 1994, when he saw a
close wartime friend for the first time in more than 50 years. Sadness will be
knowing that reunion was the last.
Englehorn
at 19
Engelhorn
now
Engelhorn and Manly Cottongim, with their spouses, spent an October week
together in Albuquerque, N.M., reminiscing and exchanging stories about what the
years had brought since the two men parted at Sioux Falls, S.D., in 1943.
Lee and Manly met in 1943 when both were assigned to an Army Air Corps
communications school at Sioux Falls. Lee, originally from North Dakota, had lived
in California before being drafted; Cottongim was an Oklahoman. They hit it off
immediately, and the bond was strengthened by the fact that both were musicians.
They found some other musicians and formed an orchestra, which played for dances at
the base and surrounding area. Lee played tenor sax and Manly was pianist.
Then, a few months later, their training was finished and, as usual in the
military, they went their separate ways. Despite good intentions to keep in touch,
they lost track of each other.
Lee flew as a radio operator and turret operator on a B-24 bomber assigned to a
base in Italy. Combat ended for him in August, 1944, while the aircraft was
returning from a mission against the Mazel aircraft plant, then producing the first
operational jet planes for Germany. The B-24 was attacked by German fighter planes,
while flying at 21,000 feet. Two crewmen were killed. Lee caught a piece of shrapnel
from a 50 mm. cannon in the abdomen, but managed to bail out, landing high in the
Austrian Alps. For 18 days, using emergency maps, he made his way toward the Swiss
border, surviving on what he could forage from orchards along the way. Then some
children spotted him in an orchard and told police.
He was taken into custody. Then, with two big men he assumed to be hospital
orderlies holding him down, a German doctor, using no anesthetic, cleaned his wound
and removed the shrapnel. That done, Engelhorn was shipped off to a prison camp near
the Baltic Sea in what is now Poland. He got no more medical attention, except from
a British prisoner who had a piece of alum"the same material used in styptic pencils
to close razor nicks. The Britisher came occasionally and applied alum to help close
the wound.
Not until last October's reunion did Lee learn that Manly also had been a B-24
radio operator, had also been shot down on a mission from his base in England and
been a prisoner in the same prison camp at the same time as Lee. They were in
different sections of the camp, so their paths never crossed.
As the war neared its end and the Russians were advancing, the Germans decided
to take some prisoners south. So on February 6, 1945, hundreds, including Engelhorn,
began what became known as the "black march," 600 miles in 82 days, heading west
first, then south.
"We were given a cup of soup, mainly water, every three or four days," Lee
says. "But otherwise we picked up small potatoes, called pig potatoes because they
were used for pig feed, sugar beets, grass"anything that would go down." Eleven
of
the first 30 days the marchers got nothing from their captors.
Then the Germans decided"for reasons not shared with their captives"to turn
around and head back north. The march ended near Halle, Germany, on the Elbe River.
When the war ended and the prisoners were liberated by the U.S. 104th Infantry
Division, Lee weighed 100 pounds, down 75 from his normal weight.
It took several months of adequate eating before he was back to 175.
After leaving the Army, Lee went back to North Dakota and its state university
where he got his bachelor's degree in 1950, and his master's degree in 1956. He
moved to Minnesota for a time, then decided he'd return to California. He started
his teaching in Sun Valley in the Los Angeles area. Later he heard from a friend
that Grossmont College was in the works, so he applied and was chosen to be among
the founding faculty, starting in 1961. He retired in 1990.
Cottongim, meanwhile, had returned to Oklahoma where he started a lumber supply
store. That grew into more, and he became a furniture manufacturer.
Last summer, Lee became aware of an organization called American Ex-POWs, and
he joined. His name as a new member appeared in the next issue of the organizations'
magazine. Manly, already a member, saw Lee's name and phoned.
"I was shocked, we both were shocked," Lee recalls. Despite his shock, Lee was
able to say yes to a reunion in Albuquerque, where the POW organization would be
having its annual convention.
That October week was spent talking, savoring the memory of the time at Sioux
Falls and closing the information gap of 50 years. By any criterion it was a week to
remember.
In November, Manly suffered a heart attack. He rallied and seemed on the way to
recovery. But when Lee called shortly after Christmas to check, Manly's wife said he
wasn't well, and didn't seem to have much interest in anything.
Lee has an extensive jazz collection, so he said he'd make a tape and send it
as therapy for his friend. He sent the tape, and a few days later phoned to see if
it had arrived. It had, but Manly hadn't listened to it. He'd already left to
audition an angel trumpeter.
Editor's Note: Scouller, former Telecommunications instructor, now lives in Tucson,
Arizona. He and his wife, Joan, are sophisticated and observant travelers. They
recently visited Hong Kong for the fourth time.
Seeing Old Hong Kong Before It's Gone
by Don Scouller
Joan and I have been in Southeast Asia several times. Obviously, we found
travel there an enriching experience, mainly, I think because it is changing so
rapidly from Western European colonial dominance into what I believe will be the
dominant power center of the 21st century.
This was our fourth visit, and we decided to shun the usual tourist traps and
see the city as the residents do. On other trips, this had been a midpoint stop en
route elsewhere. This time we wanted to slow down and see this remarkable place in
greater depth. On July 1, 1997, Hong Kong will become part of The Peoples Republic
of China, an empire of sub-nations 1.2 billion persons strong. But this tiny enclave
has been under British control since 1848, and this tiny fishing village has grown
to support more than six million people in a space about the size of the San Diego
area, not the county, just the city. Only 13 percent of the land is level to build
on, so it has some unique structural problems. The solution has been to build
vertically. My impression is that there are more buildings over 25 stories high in
Hong Kong than in any other city of the world, and I saw no new construction less
than 12 stories. It helps that there is no record of an earthquake in modern times.
We found a very modern hotel, The Regency, in Kowloon. The water is potable,
and the standards of hygiene are generally better than Spain, Italy and rural
France. If you go to hotel restaurants, expect to pay $12-15, U.S., for a
continental breakfast, and up from there. We went to McDonald's, and for about the
same cost as in Tucson had good coffee, ham, eggs, pancakes and muffins. We also
went across the street from our pricey hotel to a local noodle shop where we
explored all sorts of strange pasta with pork, beef, fish, crab and pigs feet dishes
served in a bowl with chopsticks. We watched the locals, tried to emulate their
dexterous chopstick maneuvers, and laughed a lot as we spilled noodles and meat on
our table.
All our adventures were self-directed. We used the services of the Tourist
Board, studied the copious literature, then went by local trolley, bus, boat, or on
foot with clearly outlined walking tours.
We went to Lantau Island, to the Po Lin Monastery, a serene place dominated by
a 112-foot-high, 250-ton bronze statue of Buddha on an adjacent peak. There was one
exception"our guided tour to the so-called "New Territory," an area leased
from
China for 99 years. We went right to the border, to a checkpoint like "Checkpoint
Charlie" of recent Berlin history. This is contiguous with Canton Province and is
favored by enterprising smugglers, who do a surprisingly open business with the
emerging capitalistic-communists.
We went to the food markets, as busy and interesting as any in the world,
everything fresh and the meat/fish/fowl recently killed. Unlike most such markets,
we didn't see a fly. The sanitation standards are based on British levels, which are
higher than ours in some aspects.
Western colonialism has passed, and the days of Anglo-European/American power
and privilege are gone. If you want to bet a preview of a future few of us will live
to see, go to Hong Kong and step off the tourist routes. But don't forget to do some
shopping while you're there.
`Black Box' Going, New Stagehouse Theatre Coming
The Grossmont College Theatre Arts Department's "black box" is soon to become
history when a new Stagehouse Theatre is completed about the end of May.
The "black box" shell at the rear of the Drama-Journalism-Tele-communications
Building, which looks like it would be a fine hangar for a small blimp, has been
used for classes since 1988, when the old 80-seat theatre was abandoned.
Now the "black box" will become the audience area for the new theatre and will
seat 140, facing the stage being built on the building's south wall.
The old theater space will be retained, including rooms for designs, costumes
and other support facilities, as will the small lab theatre still in use.
Included in the $1.3 million project, which began last October, is an elevator
to the building's second floor. There has been no access to the second floor for
physically-impaired students, and over the years classes scheduled for the second
floor had to be transferred to first floor rooms in other buildings to accommodate
those students.
Department Chair Henry Jordan said the period from May until the start of fall
semester will be devoted to what he likens to a shakedown cruise, as the staff
prepares the facility for regular use.
A gala day is scheduled for Monday, August 28, when students, former students
and the public will be invited to celebrate the new theatre. Former students
expected to attend include Robert Hayes, of film and TV fame; David Leisure of TV's
"Empty Nest" and Hal Clement, Channel 8 news anchor.
The new theatre will open in the fall with "You Can't Take It With You,"
followed in the fall and spring by "The Secret Garden," "Getting Out,"
"A Trip to
Bountiful," and "Midsummer Night's Dream."
"Bountiful" will star Katherine Faulconer, in what may be her last appearance
on a Grossmont Stage. In addition to being an accomplished actress, Katherine also
has been a part-time drama instructor for 16 years, and she plans to retire at the
end of the 1995-96 school year.
Season or single-performance tickets are available from the Theatre Arts box
office on the Grossmont College campus.
Distant Retirees Find Life After California
There is life after California as a number of GCCCD retirees have demonstrated
by moving from the Golden State to spend their leisure years.
Leisure probably isn't the best word to describe the years"many retirees seem
about as busy as they were while here, but their time is not as scheduled as in duty
days.
We asked some of those who moved out of state about what had prompted their
move and how things had turned out.
Farthest from California among the retirees is WILLARD (DEL) DELLEGAR who
lives
in Lillian, a one-traffic-light-city in Southeast Alabama, a few miles west of
Pensacola, Florida. For Del and his family the decision was good.
"We researched several areas, including Hawaii, Oregon, Washington State, Costa
Rica and this part of Alabama. My son lived in Birmingham, Alabama, for a time, and
we used to spend the holidays with his family, so I had the opportunity of looking
closely at this area," Del said.
"Not many people outside this area realize that for several miles, from Mobile
to Pensacola a stretch of the loveliest pure white sand beach along the Gulf of
Mexico can be found. We are about eight miles north of the beach and bordering on a
large bay called Perdido Bay that empties into the Gulf.
"We built our brick, 2,000-square-foot, two car garage in a development called
Spanish Cove, along with about 1,200 other damn Yankees from all over.
"My wife, Charlotte, and I keep busy with teaching bridge, running a Duplicate
Bridge club, publishing a monthly 12-page newsletter, being active in local
politics, joining local environmental groups and trying to keep our garden from
getting away from us . . . property taxes under $200, and I pay more income tax to
California STRS than I do the state of Alabama."
Others also seem to have found happy homes in states near and far.
IMA JO BURGREEN, Sequim (Skwim) Washington: "We left California in
1979 . . .
Our reasons for leaving are varied. Primarily we were looking for cleaner air, less
crime and less population. Also, we have a daughter and her family living in Kent,
WA, which is about two hours by car and less by ferry.
"The Olympic Peninsula where we live is one of the most beautiful areas of the
West. . . . Bill and I enjoy camping, fishing and traveling. We have a small
motorhome and belong to three R.V. clubs. We enjoy our trips to California, as we
still; have a son and daughter and grandchildren in the San Diego area."
BETTY CROFT, Sun City West, Arizona: "We moved to Northern Arizona
in 1980 to
be near our daughter and her family, and to assist them in starting their business
venture. When that was accomplished, we looked around and found that Sun City West
(near Phoenix) offered a lifestyle that would be a good one for us. With so many
activities available, we can be as busy (or not) as we choose. Along the way I have
become an enthusiastic quilter. You mentioned memories of Grossmont. Mine are very
pleasant, both of the time spent and the people with whom I worked."
NORMA JOHNSON, Jerome, Idaho: "My husband, Hank, had a dream ever
since he was
moved as a child with his family to Southern California"that was some day to return
to the Pacific Northwest. He was born in Montana, and spent his early childhood
there. So after we both retired, we made the move.
"The most important benefit of living in Idaho is the hunting and fishing are
so close for my husband, and he doesn't have to pay the exorbitant Idaho non-
resident hunting and fishing license fees. Another, unplanned, benefit for us is
that it places us midway between our two children and their families. One lives in
Orlando, Florida, and the other in Fairbanks, Alaska. We visit back and forth often
enough to remember what we all look like.
"My good memories of my years at Grossmont College are endless, and I won't
attempt to enumerate them in this note. But my fondest memories are of all my
wonderful G.C. friends I left behind. Even after almost nine years of retirement, my
mind and heart return to so many I hold dear."
MARY MITCHELL, Milwaukie, Oregon: "At that time in Oregon (1982),
one did not
have to stand in line at the post office or bank. When making business phone calls,
one wasn't instantly put on hold. People were easy going, relaxed and pleasant. Now
13 years later, Portland voters have passed Proposition 5, similar to Prop. 13 in
California. And, as in San Diego, fees for public permits, fines and services have
shot up to ridiculous heights. The EPA is running wild with regulations, and one
must expect to wait in lines, be put on hold and often navigate Southern California-
type traffic. Contractors are buying up all the lovely small productive farm lands
in our suburb. Apartment complexes and houses are mushrooming all over the
landscape. Some are grotesque, huge copycat houses with vaulted ceilings so that one
can freeze to death in style. Still, the populace here is much less frenetic than in
Southern California. Drivers and clerks are polite. People love their homes and
gardens. There is much less crime.
"I am still very interested in what is going on in San Diego. YEA CHARGERS!
YEA, DENNIS CONNER!"
JANE SPOONER, Tucson Arizona: "I fell under the spell of the Sonoran
desert in
1953, bought four acres (with house) in 1954. When I went to Grossmont in '62, I
kept the property, knowing that somehow, some day, I would return. So here I am
building a third house"this one rising where the old one stood. Returning to Tucson
had little to do with pros and cons and rational thought. My fascination with the
history, geography, flora and fauna has never dimmed. Here is where I need to be.
"Having Don and Joan Scouller living nearby is a plus beyond price. Not only do
I see them fairly regularly, but I've had the pleasure of sharing, for a day or an
evening, some of their guests from Grossmont. I'm hoping that my house, after
completion in late spring, will be a visiting place for all old friends who come our
way."
More Reports Next Issue.
PASSING
Irene
Denham
Irene (Denny) Denham, Grossmont College retiree, died March 29 in San Marcos.
She was employed at Grossmont in Data Processing.