Margaret “Peggy” Ould Bell Craig ’40, M.A. ’41, died on April 24 at the age of 99. She was a Durant Scholar, was elected to Phi Beta Kappa, and earned a master’s degree in physical education and kinesiology. After raising four daughters with her husband, Fred, in Mountain Lakes, N.J., they enjoyed many happy retirement years in Rhode Island near the ocean. Peggy was a devoted wife and mother who was an unfailing supporter of her family. She had a lively and independent spirit, loved to laugh, and always had a smile on her face.
Suzanne Craig and Debbie Merrick, daughters
Alathena Smith Kasten Miller ’42 died in Pacific Palisades, Calif., on April 23 at age 99. She was one of nine proud Wellesley women in her family, including her mother, sister, and granddaughter. Alathena studied psychology and was crowned May Day Queen her senior year. At 24, she contracted polio and was paralyzed from the waist down, but that didn’t stop her from exploring the world in a wheelchair. Alathena was a travel agent, specializing in exotic, luxury travel. She traveled around the world five times, twice alone, and often connected with Wellesley alumnae along the way.
Alathena Byrne Johnson ’00, granddaughter
Jane Kennedy Kimmey ’44 died on Nov. 15, 2017. We were married 74 years.
Jane had four children, 10 grandchildren, and 11 great-grandchildren. She kept a daily diary all four years at Wellesley, as well as during my two years overseas in the U.S. Army and all 74 years of our married life. Her motto was “Be Kind, Be Kind, Be Kind.”
John Kimmey, husband
Patricia Slensby Jandl Jones ’51 died on April 25.
Pat served Wellesley in many capacities. She was a founding member of the Wellesley Tupelos, an art scholar, leading docent of the Davis Museum, class president 2001–06, and reunion chair for our 65th.
A distinguished member of the Wayland Garden Club, she gave selflessly to her community and college, although her large family was her first priority, never far from her thoughts and attention.
Close behind came the rest of us, blessed to have had a share in her life. At her service, a grandchild quoted, “How do you hold a moonbeam in your hand?” Well, we did, for a while.
Patricia Cox Mansfield ’51
Ann Williamson McGovern ’51
Marilyn Cohen Levey ’52 died on Aug. 8.
Marilyn and I were roommates, first in Noanett in the Vil, then in Claflin. An art history major, Marilyn participated in numerous clubs while maintaining a superior academic record. She was an ideal companion—thoughtful, bright and fun. Coincidentally, while at Wellesley, we both met the men we subsequently married. Despite my move to the West Coast, we kept up with one another, and enjoyed being together at reunions. After graduation, Marilyn remained in the Boston area, where she raised her family and worked in interior design. She was quite proud of her connection to Wellesley and imbued her children with the importance of education and family.
Edith Lamm Piness ’52 with Brian Levey, son
Carol Foisie Luckett ’56 died peacefully on Aug. 4 in her home in Raleigh, N.C. She graduated with a degree in zoology and raised two children in Texas and North Carolina. She is survived by her daughter, two grandchildren, and two great-grandchildren. She inspired me to attend Wellesley by teaching me how to roll her hoop in the driveway. Throughout her life, Carol loved skiing, gardening, playing tennis, and keeping up with her Wellesley friends. She spoke fondly of her time in what was then the newly opened Bates Hall.
Maggie Thompson ’08, granddaughter
Nancy Clark Curtin ’57 died on July 22. She was the loving wife for 60 years of John Curtin, Jr., loving mother of Maura Lundie, Margaret Begley, and John Curtin III, and grandmother to Ainsley, Nathaniel, Clark, Jack, Carter, Charlotte, and Colton. She had a keen intellect, a fabulous sense of style, a never-ending pursuit of perfection, a broad range of interests, and a deep, abiding faith. Thirty-two years after she graduated from Wellesley, she received her J.D. from South Texas College of Law. She was an indefatigable volunteer for countless charities in Houston and Boston, a passionate gardener, a true friend to many. For a complete obituary, visit www.BurkeFamilyFuneralHomes.com.
John Curtin III, son
Harriett “Hat” Spalding Hanchett ’57 passed away in her second home in Grosse Ile, Mich., on April 18, with her daughter Susan Hanchett Reaume, her husband of 55 years, James Hanchett, three beloved cats, and one dog at her bedside. She spent the last 30 years of her working life leading the business office of the Chapin School as assistant treasurer, where she was much admired and respected for her dedication to the school, its students, and its faculty. Hat will be remembered by friends and family for her great warmth and wit, her fervor for all critters, her love of cooking, and her endless capacity for kindness.
Susan Hanchett Reaume, daughter
Victoria George Myers ’60 died on May 27.
Her junior year, Vicki married Barton Myers. While Barton was stationed in England in the Air Force, Vicki attend the Royal College of Music in London, and later completed her music degree at the University of Pennsylvania, while Barton studied architecture. Working in partnership with Barton, Vicki served as the C.F.O. of Barton Myers Associates, first in Toronto, then Los Angeles, and finally Santa Barbara. She pursued her love of music and gardening her entire life.
Vicki is survived by her husband, her daughter, and two grandchildren. She will be missed terribly.
Barton Myers, husband
Anne Elder McCormack ’65 died on July 28.
My first memory of Anne was of her talking a distressed classmate back from a jump out the window. This was well before becoming a Bible major or a lifelong Presbyterian.
Anne, despite being bedridden from back trouble when we stopped by with our newborn Christine, had a big smile while holding our baby. How wonderful to have a Wellesley friend nearby!
Recent memories are of dinner at the San Francisco Yacht Club, where Anne worked running the sailing program. Impressive were tales of Anne and Hal’s sailing in races and delivering boats to distant ports.
Betsy Wanner Bikle ’65
Kathie Manly Bell ’71 died on July 9 after a valiant battle with pancreatic cancer. Kathie, who followed her mother to Wellesley, was from Raleigh, N.C. Sophomore year, she roomed with Jessie Thompson Krusen (whose mother also went to Wellesley) from Richmond, Va., and May Taylor Hollis from Atlanta. Their room in the Crow’s Nest in Severance was known as the “Southern Triple.” When confronted with a decision to study or play, Kathie always said, “It’s the good times you’ll remember!” Sadly, Kathie transferred to the University of North Carolina, but always kept up with her Wellesley friends. She even attended our graduation. Her graciousness, style, and vibrancy will be missed by many.
May Taylor Hollis ’71
Katharine Brigham ’72 died on March 11.
In 1968, Munger seemed like the back of beyond, and its isolation from other dorms probably played a role in the bonds we newcomers formed quickly, including with Kathy. But it’s at the suite we had the following year that I remember Kathy most vividly. My favorite memory is when she and I started spontaneously quoting A. A. Milne at each other, which had us both laughing. I feel lucky to have had dinner with Kathy a couple of years ago, and our conversation picked up where we’d left off—that early friendship was still alive.
Sheila Connolly ’72
Doreen Foti McCormick ’74 died in her home in London on July 2.
Doreen was known as a chic, fun-loving, and street-smart classmate with intellectual ambition. She grew up in East Boston and came to Wellesley with the aid of a scholarship. She earned her master’s at Tufts and married Barry, an Englishman studying at MIT. Shortly afterwards, they moved together to England. Doreen had a distinguished career as a clinical psychologist in the NHS, working with children facing traumatic illnesses. Her son Gavin writes: “Her approach was to ask what she could do now, that was good for those around her—and to get on and do it.” She leaves Barry and sons Gavin and Hugh and their families.
Barbara Schwartz Garlock ’74
Charlotte Hanna ’74
Mary Lucinda “Cindy” Wight ’75 died on Feb. 10.
Cindy left Wellesley after two years and stayed officially “lost,” but not to her Munger friends. Other dorms had cachet; ours was the “Island of Misfit Toys.” Marooned, we spent hours talking, smoking, and singing with Dylan about “Miss Lonely” “from the finest schools.” Cindy stood out: floppy hats, Indian skirts with cigarette burns—and sharp intelligence for history and math. After a B.A. from the University of Michigan and an M.B.A from the University of Texas, Cindy became a computer consultant, traveling widely with her well-matched husband, Langston Harris, and settling in Brunswick, Maine. We remember her incisiveness, her laughter—sudden, bright—and her great compassion.
Pat Mayer ’75
Clare Novak ’75
Josephine Garrett ’75
Melissa Ennen ’75
Deirdre Irene Kennedy ’81 died on March 17.
After being diagnosed with pancreatic cancer, Dee carried on with her work to improve the lives of those less fortunate.
Dee was a wise and generous spirit, her persona modest and unassuming. Outside of work, only family and close friends knew about her remarkable accomplishments and contributions in the fields of criminal justice and domestic violence. Kevin Cullen, a Pulitzer-winning journalist, wrote a wonderful tribute in the Boston Globe titled, “Dee Kennedy saved victims of domestic violence, and families.”
Connections at Wellesley run far, wide, and deep. I am forever grateful that Dee was my freshman-year roommate. Her friendship was like a compass, always pointing True North. I miss her deeply.
Juana Ham ’81
Kari Steinsvaag ’85 died from cancer on April 8.
Kari was my dear friend and freshman roommate. After Wellesley, she attended Fordham law school. She practiced law for a few years, but ultimately decided not to continue. Kari traveled extensively in France, the U.K., Sweden, Spain, and the U.S. She eventually moved to the Denver area, where my family and I live. Here, she pursued skiing with a passion. She became an expert skier, regularly skiing a minimum of 100 days a year! Many Wellesley friends traveled to Colorado to rally by her side during her illness. Kari was a great woman who lived life fully and on her own terms. She was an incredible person and loyal friend.
Lucia Desiderio Meske ’85
Alison Jones Burner ’86 passed away on May 24 after a courageous battle with brain cancer.
Alison is the beloved daughter of Judith Gaillard Jones ’60 and cherished sister of Lawry Jones Meister ’83. Loving memories of Ali in college and beyond bring thoughts of her compassion, wit, cheeky laugh, intelligence, and stellar cooking—such happy times. After Wellesley, Ali obtained her master’s in education from Harvard and then worked to help other students achieve success at educational nonprofits, living our College’s motto. However, her pride and joy were her husband and family. In recognition of her love of Wellesley and commitment to students in need, a Wellesley scholarship fund has been created, the Alison Jones Burner ’86 Scholarship Fund.
Tina Choe ’86
Isabelle Nel M.S. ’47 died on April 20.
Isabelle will be remembered as a phenomenal woman who endlessly strove to focus on women and physical education in South Africa since the early 1940s. She was the first woman in South Africa to achieve a doctoral degree in physical education, be appointed as full professor in physical education, and serve as acting head of the physical education department at a South African university. She was also the first South African woman to serve on the executive board of an international association of physical education. We salute you and shall cherish your memory.
Millicent Earls, an administrative secretary for the director of pre-med students in the Career Center from 1979 to 1992, died suddenly on April 7. She was 88 years old. Millicent and her husband, the late Robert Earls, had retired to Cape Cod after she left Wellesley. There, she was active in church and community activities and was a docent and board member at the Centerville Historical Society. She always cherished her time at Wellesley, particularly the friendships with her coworkers and contact with so many talented students.
Alan R. Earls, son