In a message dated 10/28/2014 9:37:46 A.M. Eastern Daylight Time, swedmondson@windstream.net writes:
Classmates:
I have heard only from Charles Hancock and John Page lately. No response from a plea to Paul Erckman to get in touch.
I am well and active. Had a local history of my native area printed in May with some success. No fantasy of wide readership or sales. Just wanted to pull together a lot of notes and research on hand and preserve it.
If any of the class come near Clayton, Georgia (Rabun County, not Clayton County), give me a call and let’s meet for lunch atleast. My home phone is 706-782-6297. I don’t carry a cell phone. Don’t need one and might lose it while gardening.
Steve Edmondson
I am doing well. Able to garden, read, write and even recall what day it is.
You might have heard news of the death of Bill Cone, Class of ’62, last Sunday night, of a massive glial brain tumor. His funeral is Saturday. We are going. Might see a classmate or other MCG graduate there.
Steve Edmondson
On August 11, 2016————-
I just found this site after Larry Hogue’s message. Thanks to Louie for organizing it. I am living just outside Clayton, Georgia, on a mountain ridge with my wife, quite happy to be retired since 2005. I garden in the morning, weather being good, have a quiet lunch on our comfortable screened back porch with mountain views on three sides, rest, read, write in the afternoon when it tends to be hot even here. My wife and I spent several weeks and trips in Johnson City helping Bill Cone’s wife and family attend him in his last illness. Class of 1962. A fast moving glial tumor diagnosed in May. He died July 24 and had a splendid funeral and reception at St. John’s Church, July 30. Bill and Harriet had gone to Venice with a young doctor friend and his wife and then to San Francisco for a fine reunion with people they knew when he was a resident in San Francisco, with time in the wine country with his daughter Leslie. When they got back, he had some trouble with one leg, had tests and the tumor was diagnosed. Given 2 weeks to 2 months to live, he refused all further treatment except for comfort and displayed an attitude as he faced death which we could all emulate. Concerned as much for the comfort of others, he greeted friends and family who brought lunch and dinner, had a glass of wine after a good scotch at cocktail hour and enjoyed many a memory. As some of you know, I was at his wedding in Windham, Connecticut, at the little Congregational church in 1965 when I was a resident in Baltimore. We had travelled together and shared summer beach time with our children. Many other times together.
My wife and I would welcome any class member who might stop to see us. Our home number is 706-782-6297. The best time to call is between 2 p.m. and 10 p.m. We have dinner about 6 p.m. and are not available until 7. We don’t answer the phone during a meal. Civilized life must dominate over all the electronic gadgets which control too much of life.