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Born in Minnesota, Sue Potter M.A. ’85 grew up in Redondo Beach, California. She met Vern Potter while working in the aerospace industry, and they were married in 1961. His Cold War Army service in Germany was one of their defining experiences, where they made friends that endure to this day. They started their family upon returning to the States. Sons Michael and Leon were born in Southern California, but soon the family relocated to the rapidly growing community of San Jose. Sue enjoyed a varied career, from clerk typist to realtor to business owner. She graduated from San Jose City College, then earned her B.A. from USF before completing her M.A. at SCU—all while raising a family and often working. She set an example for all about the importance of lifelong learning. Sue’s organizational and financial acumen were instrumental in providing a stable and nurturing home for her family during the Valley’s unpredictable economic swings. She excelled for more than 12 years at the San Jose Mercury News in classified sales, where she made many friends and earned several awards. Sue and Vern ventured to his hometown of Aberdeen, Washington, in the late 1990’s. They moved once more to the much warmer and dryer community of Thousand Palms in the Coachella Valley, where they enjoyed spending time with Sue’s siblings and their families. She passed away suddenly on May 17, a month short of her 77th birthday. Sue is predeceased by her husband, Vern, in 2014. She is survived by her sons Leon Potter of Brentwood, California and Mike Potter of San Jose, along with Mike’s wife Cindy Chavez; grandson Brennan Potter; sister Mary Carron James of Redondo Beach, her husband Richard and their son Tyler; brother John Carron of Palm Desert and his Wife Kathi Carron; and brother Bill Carron of Thousand Palms and his son, James Carron, of San Jose.
Paula Jean Kozlak Evan ’86 was the most kind-hearted, loving, and compassionate person you could ever meet. A graduate of Benilde-St. Margaret’s High School in Minneapolis, Minnesota, as well as SCU (with a degree in accounting), she lived her life following Mother Teresa’s motto: “Not all of us can do great things, but we can do small things with great love.” Paula passed away at home with her family by her side on June 19. Her strength through her difficult bout with cancer was courageous and inspiring. She will be sorely missed because she was everyone’s best friend (there was nothing she wouldn't do for a friend.) She was truly one in a billion! Paula is survived by her loving husband, Tom, and two beautiful daughters, Kate and Emma Larson; stepchildren Stephanie, Chris, and Ryan Evan; parents Bill and Kathy Kozlak; siblings Ann (Rob) Moore, Sue (Toby) Richards, Katie Kozlak Graif, Bill Kozlak Jr., and Joe; as well as 12 nieces and nephews.
Tim Haslach B.S ’83, J.D. ’88 will always be remembered for being big in both heart and stature. A consummate storyteller, he had a quick wit and winning smile, easily making a friend of anyone he met. He was a proud father—when he was with or talked about his two children, Caroline and Peter, his joy was contagious. Tim was also a loving husband, having married his true love, Sara Burton, on December 27th, 2014, just four months after he was diagnosed with bladder cancer. He was not going to let anything stop the life they dreamed of together, certainly not cancer and that is how they lived.
Always the optimist, Tim made the best of every situation. Even while battling cancer, he traveled frequently with his family and friends. In the spring of 2015, Tim and Sara traveled to Ireland for his sister Pat's wedding. Later that year, Tim and Sara spent their first wedding anniversary with Caroline and Peter in Zihuatanejo, Mexico. Even when his pain became more difficult in May 2016, he was able to travel to see Caroline graduate from Belmont University in Tennessee.
Tim's sharp mind and tenacious demeanor helped him fight every challenge cancer threw at him, but ultimately he lost the battle on July 6th at the Kaiser West Side Hospital. That weekend, he had enjoyed the ocean view from his beloved deck in Gearhart, Oregon. Gearhart was his place of peace, relaxation, healing, and family. He showed grace until the end, surrounded by his wife, children, mother Pat, and sister Mary.
Tim was born in Toledo, Ohio—the fourth of Patricia and Frank Haslach's five children and their only son. When Tim was four, the family moved to Syosset, New York where he attended St. Edward The Confessor Grade School along with several of his cousins. In 1971, at the age of 10, the family moved to Oregon and Tim attended Our Lady of the Lake Catholic School in Lake Oswego and then Jesuit High School in Beaverton. Tim spent two years swimming for the US Naval Academy where he had great adventures followed by earning his Bachelor's in Political Theory from Santa Clara University in 1983. H
He loved Northern California and stayed on to complete his Juris Doctorate from Santa Clara Law School in 1988. The next years were filled with sailing in the San Francisco Bay and clerking in the city during the very beginning of the technology industry. After the 1989 San Francisco earthquake, Tim decided it was time to move back to Oregon. He loved to joke that the only part of California he brought with him was his love for the Giants and the 49er's. After passing the Oregon Bar, Tim found his place at Schwabe, Williamson & Wyatt. He appreciated the rich history of the firm and the integrity of his partners. He loved that the University Club of Portland was right across the street where he was a regular at the "orphan's table" for lunch and often enjoyed an after work drink with a quick game of pitch. The friendships he made there were numerous and special.
After joining Schwabe, Tim pioneered the development of the consortia model, which became the primary mechanism for creating and "policing" information technology standards, crucial to modern technology and thus society. Along with only a handful of other attorneys in the nation, he engaged in groundbreaking, highly innovative lawyering, developing a set of legal frameworks that have become precedents for others in the field. There were numerous standard bodies Tim was involved in creating, but the crown jewel of his career was the formation of the Open Connectivity Foundation (OCF), the guiding standard body for the "internet of things." His legal work will live on in new technologies created for decades to come.
Tim became a shareholder at Schwabe and was included in the Oregon Super Lawyers directory for intellectual property, nonprofit organizations, and business/corporate (2006-2016), as well as in the The Best Lawyers in America for intellectual property (2014-2016). He was also an AV rated lawyer with Martindale-Hubbell, a testament to the fact that his peers considered him at the highest level of professional excellence. He was a pioneer and giant in his field, known and respected internationally. Equally important to him was his work for nonprofits such as The Black Parent Initiative, Oregon Sports Authority, and Jamii Moja. The week before he passed, Tim helped Paws Assisting Veterans get legal representation at Schwabe.
Just this year, Tim was asked to step up and become the Practice Leader of the Business Group; he did so with great joy and enthusiasm. He loved the opportunity to encourage his partners and to make a difference to the firm.
Tim was an accomplished athlete, having been an Oregon High School State Swimming Champion, an All-American Swimmer, United States Masters Swimmer, and a rugby player at Santa Clara. After graduating law school, Tim added sailing, skiing, body boarding, and golfing to his athletic pursuits. In 1991, Tim found his way back to the pool and was part of a successful English Channel Relay Swim. He crossed the channel again in 2001 as part of the Team Gaffney Relay, which raised money for The Karen Gaffney Foundation, a non-profit organization headquartered in Portland, Oregon, and dedicated to championing the full inclusion of people with Down syndrome and other disabilities.
Tim was always appreciative of the parochial education his family received, and was a regular supporter of Our Lady of the Lake, Jesuit High School, Saint Mary's Academy, Cathedral School, and Santa Clara University.
Tim is survived by his wife, Sara Burton; his two children, Caroline and Peter Haslach; his mother, Patricia Haslach; his four sisters, Ambassador Patricia Haslach (serving in Ethiopia), Mary Powers (Lake Oswego, OR), Peggy Haslach (Sumner, WA), and Maureen Rankin (Phoenix, AZ); as well as their children and several cousins.
Maureen Bischel ’90 was born in Fresno, California, on March 11, 1968, and attended Ruth Gibson Elementary School, Tenaya Jr High, and San Joaquin Memorial High School, graduating with honors in 1986. Maureen went on to Santa Clara University, where she received a B.S. in biology. Next up was Fresno State, where she received a B.S. in nursing. Maureen’s first job as a nurse was at Valley Children’s Hospital in Madera, California; she also worked at Fresno’s University Medical Center in the emergency room as a trauma nurse and a mobile intensive care nurse, but her last job as a nurse was at Community Regional Medical Center in the interventional pre-procedure unit (PICA), where she made great friends. She would always say, “We are a family in PICA,” and she loved being a part of the PICA family. She is preceded in death by her father, Donald R. Bischel, grandparents Elizabeth Lyon and Henry Bischel, Grace Beathe, and Patrick Beathe. She is survived by her mother, Mabel Bischel, and her sister, Victoria Oakley. Maureen became very active in the amputee coalition and the Central Valley amputee group. She had recently attended a class to be able to be a peer visitor to new amputees. She absolutely loved being able to talk to new amputees and spend time with each and every patient in which she came into contact. Maureen’s passion was with the diabetic youth foundation and Bearskin Meadows. She attended camp at Bearskin as a child, then became a junior counselor, counselor, and ultimately camp nurse, where she made many lifelong friends during all the years she spent there. Maureen died in Fresno on June 29, 2017. She was 49 years old.
A leap year baby. Ann Marie Neuhaus ’90 was born Feb. 29, 1968, in Fort Collins, Colorado, and from age 4 grew up in Sonoma. She lived in faith with grace, devotion, and humility that was a gift for all to witness. She married the love of her life, Eric Neuhaus, in July of 1991, and they were blessed with two beautiful children, Rachel and Elijah. Ann loved her family and being a mom more than words can say. She had a passion for achieving her personal best in every aspect of her life. All who knew her admired how she lived every day with love, joy, and gratitude to God for all the gifts in her life. Ann graduated from Justin-Siena High School in 1986, where she played varsity basketball all four years and subsequently attended Santa Clara University on a full academic/basketball scholarship, graduating in 1990 with a B.S. degree in biology. She completed medical school at UCSF and began her surgical residency at UC Davis in 1994. Following her six-year residency, Ann worked as a general surgeon at Kaiser South Sacramento. She completed a one-year laparoscopic surgical fellowship in London in 2005 before returning to her surgical career at Kaiser South Sacramento. She passed away on July 5, 2017.
Anne L. Broderick M.A. ’91 was born on Feb. 10, 1939, in Forest Hills, New York, and graduated secondary school from Convent of the Sacred Heart in Greenwich, Connecticut. She went on to complete a bachelor’s and master’s degree in economics at Arizona State University as well as a master’s degree in counseling psychology at SCU. After a successful career in administrative management in the high tech industry, Anne began a second career as a private psychotherapist and executive coach, consulting for large employers in the Bay Area. She married Bill Broderick in 1959, with whom she had three children, Peter, Lisa, and Laura. After her husband died in 1984, she married Lou Kavanau in 1987 and acquired three additional children, Marci, Corrie, and Tracy, from his previous marriage. She subsequently enjoyed the company of seven grandsons, and she readily admitted that grandparenting was way more fun than parenting. Anne died peacefully surrounded by her loving family members on July 27 2017. She wished all farewell and joined her beloved husband, Lou Kavanau, who was impatiently awaiting her return after his own journey ended in 2014. Anne bid adieu to the many people who expressed their gratitude for her friendship during a recent party in early July to affirm she was not dead yet. She will be most remembered by her friends for her indomitable spirit to persevere and her poise in the face of adversity; and her children will remember her for the enduring examples of love, integrity, nurturing, and achievement that resulted in the useful neuroses typically found in successful individuals. The family asks only that Anne be remembered during election cycles by voting for intelligent, articulate, honest politicians who represent what is best for the country.
Kelly M. Knight ’92 was born on Nov. 23, 1970, to Donald and Jane Day in Monterey, California, and grew up in Pebble Beach. Kelly attended elementary school in Pacific Grove, middle school at Santa Catalina, and graduated from Stevenson School in Pebble Beach. She was an elementary school teacher in Ridgecrest, California, and did substitute teaching in the Carmel Clay school system in Carmel, Indiana. Kelly was her husband’s personal travel agent, and when together, they traveled all over the world. She enjoyed scrapbooking with her friends, cooking, and was a voracious reader. She was very proud that she had been a contestant on the game show, Jeopardy!, as well as being an active volunteer—and when her health would not allow her to volunteer, she was a great advocate and donor along with her husband, Matt. Kelly passed away on Oct. 31, 2014, from complications of cystic fibrosis. In addition to her parents, she is survived by her loving husband, Matt Knight; siblings, Danny Day (Yolanda), Julie Day Rotter, Jimmy Day (Ginny), and Conny Roeder (Stefan); nieces Lisa Day, Michelle Scharton, Lindsay Day, Stephanie Rotter Kamper, Becca Rotter, Tiffany Day Marotta, Victoria Day and Franziska Roeder; as well as two great nephews and four great-nieces.
Virginia Falk M.A. ’96 entered the Franciscan Missionaries of Mary (FMM) on Sept. 18, 1951, at North Providence. She pronounced her first vows March 19, 1954, and her final vows on March 19, 1957. Virginia served as a teacher for over 30 years in the United States, India, and Africa. She served as a chaplain and music practitioner in various churches and facilities, realizing her lifelong dream of ministry to the sick and dying—and to serve through the use of music. Virginia continued her music ministry at LaGrange, Georgia. She led a small group from the Catholic parish, which used music and sound for healing. She introduced liturgical music and cantering, training others for this ministry. Born an identical twin in Monroe, Louisiana, Virginia lost both parents before the age of ten. Grandparents in New Orleans raised her and her twin. At an early age she felt a strong attraction to St. Francis, to Africa, and to missionary life. She discovered the FMMs at the age of 12 and began a five-year correspondence, after which she entered the Fruit Hill Novitiate in 1951. After first profession, Virginia was sent to study at Emmanuel College in Boston, earning a B.A. in English. She was assigned to Fall River, and at Espirito Santo School a teaching ministry, which lasted 30 years. Although her dream of Africa was stronger than ever, she spent another six years in America—in Massachusetts, Cincinnati, and St. Louis, including graduate studies at Boston College in English. In 1964 Virginia sailed at last to the foreign missions via Rome. She was missioned not to Africa, the land of her dreams, but to India, where she spent seven and a half years teaching all levels in the schools and college, until ill health forced her to return to the U.S. After a year of recuperation, she was assigned to the province of Ghana/Liberia, where she spent the next decade, teaching and setting up a seminary library. During those years, Virginia had the opportunity to do a ten-month renewal course at AMECEA Pastoral Institute in Kenya. Virginia was missioned to the U.S. in 1983 and was assigned to the Navajo Reservation for the next five years, teaching in a public high school and coordinating music in the parish. In 1988, at the onset of burnout, she knew she had to leave the teaching ministry, which she had loved. This was a great turning point. It was time to realize a double-faceted dream that had been born in early childhood years; to work with the sick and the dying and to serve through the use of music. Virginia became certified as a chaplain and worked in AIDS ministry until she began studies at SCU for a M.A. in liturgical music. In 1996 she was assigned to Florida. Virginia became a hospital chaplain and was able to fulfill requirements for a certification as music practitioner from the Music for Healing and Transition Program. She started a Southeastern area for the program and served as area coordinator for two years, facilitating the training and certifying music practitioners from Florida. Virginia later started a guild for music practitioners and others working with music or sound for healing. The training program and the guild continue to expand and fulfill a genuine need in Florida. Virginia served at Maria Manor, a long-term care facility, as chaplain and music practitioner. To their Care of the Dying Program she added the dimension of healing music at the bedside, singing chants and playing soft free rhythm music to aid those at the final days or hours of their lives in the task of unbinding with all they have loved and letting go of earthly life. Virginia believed that this was the work for which she was created, and that all the studies and experiences of her last 60 years as an FMM had been stepping-stones to this ministry. Virginia continued her music ministry at LaGrange. She led a small group from the Catholic parish and used music and sound for healing. She introduced liturgical music and cantering, training others for this ministry. She courageously accepted her terminal illness and went peacefully home to God on Sept. 21, 2013.
Keith Richard Schieron ’97 passed away Dec. 31, 2016, from a glioblastoma brain tumor. A lifelong music enthusiast, he joined several punk rock bands at SCU and adopted the moniker “Reverend Keith” while working as a DJ and general manager for KSCU. During this time, Keith met his wife, Sarah, whom he married in 2000. They traveled the world, living in London, Boston, and Seattle before settling on Vashon Island, Washington with their two fearless boys, Cooper and Woodrow. Embodying the core philosophy of punk, before his death Keith created the documentary We Jam Econo, dedicated to seminal punk band The Minutemen. He is survived by his wife, sons, mother and father, and brother, Mark.
Entering this world on Jan. 3, 1978, in Spokane, Washington, Paul Sweeny ’00 was the first of three sons born to Kevin and Donna Sweeny. A few months after birth, Paul and his parents moved to Seattle, Washington, where he would spend his first four years before the family moved to Modesto, California. It was in Modesto that Paul began to shine in school and athletics. He made friends easily and enjoyed his life in the sun and on the little league baseball fields of California, where he showed his energetic personality and natural athletic ability. After sixth grade, his family moved back to Spokane, but Paul vowed one day he would return to California. In Spokane, Paul attended All Saints Catholic Middle School and Gonzaga Preparatory School, where he excelled in academics and sports, grew to a towering 6 feet 4 inches, and developed what would become his lifelong friendships. Upon his high school graduation, Paul cemented his promise to return to California and attended Santa Clara University where he tried out for the basketball team and made it as a walk-on his first year, followed by a partial scholarship as a sophomore. Paul loved basketball, and because of his fortitude and perseverance in the sport, learned many valuable lessons that served him throughout his life. After graduating with a major in English and a minor in journalism, Paul’s love of writing took him to New York City to work for CBS News, first as an intern and then as an associate producer for 48 Hours Investigates. He relished his time in New York and took in all the city had to offer as a bright, young 23-year-old. Paul was in New York on Sept. 11, 2001, when the Twin Towers came crashing down, and he worked ceaselessly to cover the breaking news while witnessing the frightening and gut-wrenching reality of the city’s attack.
After living in New York, Paul moved back West and tried his hand in the entertainment industry in and around San Francisco and then in Los Angeles. One of his favorite stories was about a chance meeting with Judd Apatow at a farmer’s market where Paul was selling cherries. Equipped with charisma and confidence, Paul approached Apatow about his desire to work in the film industry, and their conversation soon led to an interview in Mr. Apatow’s limousine, followed by a job videotaping behind-the-scenes footage on the film Super Bad and others. Working in LA was a fun and exciting time in Paul’s life, but eventually the pragmatist in him yearned for stability and steady employment; he soon accepted a position as group sales representative at Metropolitan Life, which took him to Boise, Idaho for training. Merely a month after moving to Boise, his 28-year-old brother, Brian, was diagnosed with a brain tumor. Three months after that, defying statistical chance, Paul was also diagnosed with a brain tumor at the age of 29. He took this challenge as he had every other challenge in his life, and that was with an iron will, positivity, and determination that his diagnosis was not going to get the best of him.
After surgery, chemotherapy, and radiation in Spokane, he went back to Boise to finish his training and then on to Seattle, Washington, to pursue his new career. He excelled at Met Life and worked there until April 2014, when he landed his most sought-after job with Delta Dental of Washington in Spokane as a senior account executive. Upon his return to Spokane, he bought a house he loved and met and fell in love with Meagan Ciesla, a beautiful young woman both inside and out. She gave him even more of a reason to keep on fighting and she took on the challenge with fervor. Together they never gave up hope and in the end of his life she comforted him with tenderness and loving care. We will be forever grateful that he found such love in his lifetime. Paul was a very loving and devoted brother to his two brothers, Brian and Kyle. He had an especially significant bond to Brian who predeceased him four years ago on June 29, 2013. Even though they experienced similar journeys, Paul was always more concerned for Brian than for himself. During Brian’s last months of life Paul drove from Seattle to Spokane every weekend to help his brother get through his last days. It was difficult for Paul to see his brother’s decline knowing he might follow a similar path, but his love for Brian surpassed his own fears.
Paul left this world and all who loved him on July 10 surrounded by his family and girlfriend after a valiant 10-year battle with brain cancer. His competitive spirit—whether he was playing basketball or Yahtzee, his favorite board game—will never be forgotten. He was positive, happy, fun loving, and always excited about life. He was also articulate, loved language, and was not one to avoid a debate, which at times was exasperating. He had a twinkle in his eye and a bit of mischievousness about him; both got him into trouble at times, but more often than not, his antics would make you smile and shake your head.
His parents, Kevin and Donna Sweeny, his brother, Kyle Sweeny, and his girlfriend, Meagan Ciesla, all of Spokane, survive Paul. Aunts and uncles Sharron Quigley, Mary Saad (Paul), Joanne Sweeny (Les Benoy), Patrice Sweeny (Mike Carper), Margaret Malloy, Suzanne Sweeny, Janice Winninghoff (Jack), Dennis Sweeny, Dick, Lee (Sherrie Holland), John, Frank, and Bob (Mary) Urbaniak also survive him. Paul’s family is comforted knowing he has been reunited with his brother, Brian, his grandparents, Raymond and Gladys Urbaniak, Jerome and Lillian Sweeny, and with our loving Father. His family also has so much gratitude for Dr. Kirk Lund and all the nurses and staff at the Rockwood Cancer Treatment Center who took exceptional care of Paul. Most have journeyed with the family for 10 years and two sons, making what has been unbearable almost bearable. Paul’s family is also grateful for the wonderful nurses and staff at Hospice of Spokane in-home hospice care and Hospice House, where Paul lived out his final month of life.
Matt Rupel ’13 was an active member of the student body during his time at SCU and served as editor of The Santa Clara newspaper from 2011 to 2013. He traveled extensively, visiting family in New York and Texas, soaking up sun in Hawaii, and touring abroad. He loved music and films. He geeked-out over Lord of the Rings, Harry Potter,and Game of Thrones. An avid reader and writer, Matt recently cowrote a script for an animation project and was in the middle of writing his first novel. Growing up, he was always the kid who was friends with everyone, and everyone wanted to be his friend. Friends loved him for his deadpan humor, intelligence, adventurous spirit, and caring heart. As his body deteriorated, Matt showed resilience, bravery, and grace. He died on Aug. 5, 2017, after complications from Friedreich’s ataxia disease, living his short life with amazing courage and persistence. His parents, Brenda Rupel ’88 and Bart Rupel ’85, sister Katie, and all those who knew and loved him mourn their loss.
Camille Perrine J.D. ’13 of San Francisco passed away Sept. 11, 2016, at the age of 64.
William David Taylor ’17 of Mercer Island, died Saturday, March 4, 2017, in Santa Clara, California.
Will was born August 4, 1995, at Saint John's Hospital in Santa Monica, California, the beloved son of David F. and Kendall W. Taylor. The family moved to Mercer Island when Will was two months old. Will attended Pixie Hill Preschool, West Mercer Elementary School, Mercer Island Middle School, and Mercer Island High School, graduating in 2013. Will was attending Santa Clara University, majoring in economics, with a minor in political science. He was a proud member of Sigma Pi fraternity and planned to graduate in June.
An avid athlete, Will played many years of basketball, including four years at Mercer Island High School. In college, Will was active in intramural sports, his fraternity, and community service. Will coached many younger athletes on Mercer Island through the Boys and Girls Club and the Little Dribblers Program. He enjoyed skiing with his family, boating on Lake Washington, rooting for the Seahawks, and spending time with his many friends. He was a member of the Mercer Island Presbyterian Church.
Will was a bright, spirited, and joyful presence in the lives of those who knew him. He lived surrounded by loving family and friends, and his death will leave a hole in many hearts. He is survived by his parents, David and Kendall Taylor of Mercer Island; his sister Kathryn Carlotta Taylor of Santa Monica; his brother Michael Wicklund Taylor, also of Mercer Island; his grandmothers Carolyn Wicklund of Sun Valley, Idaho, and Janet Taylor of Portsmouth, N.H.; his much-loved aunts, uncles, and cousins; and many friends from Mercer Island, Santa Clara, and elsewhere, including his girlfriend, Paige Olson '17. He is preceded in death by his grandfathers, Alvin Taylor and Eldon Wicklund.
From the moment Devin Kelly ’17 was born, well, of course, his family fell madly in love. They started learning from each other from the very beginning. Adorable, sweetness during his baby years onto preschool at the Presbyterian Church. Shy, innocent, but first moments of venturing out on his own without mommy and daddy there...we had to start to let go. "Baby steps," his family would always say during each transition of childhood. Onto kindergarten and elementary school at Holy Cross, continuing to make childhood friends at Our Lady of Assumption School through his preteen years, where Devin continued to grow through the ages of great change.
He stayed active with Junior Life Guards and became a Junior Life Guards assistant, was a YMCA swim team member, an AYSO soccer player and a Gold Coast Water Polo member. He was a graduate of The Martine Cotillions, held at the Poinsettia Pavilion. He loved the Ventura County Fair, family gatherings at his Nana's and PaPa's and Aunt Vicki's homes, video games, sleepovers, beach parties, pizzas, pillow fights, wrestling and raiding the refrigerator with boyhood friends—to Mom’s dismay. Next, onto Foothill Technology High School, (Go Dragons!), preparing for a university while participating in Young life and Young Life Camps. He was on the swim and water polo teams at Ventura High School (Go Cougars!). Devin played capture the flag and more video games with friends, cementing friendship and finding young love. Then off to Santa Clara University (Go Broncos!)—full of questions, not knowing what to expect. Parties, dorm life, first apartment, then, his senior year, sharing a home with six roomies (thrilled that five of them were fun, vibrant young women!) who all began the college journey together. Devin created a toasting tradition called the "HORN!!"His Ventura friends have since passed the “HORN” to his Santa Clara University roomies, and now all are bonded in laughter and friendship in keeping Devin’s spirit alive for many more future celebrations. Devin enjoyed hiking, camping, snowboarding, skateboarding, kung fu, jiu-jitsu, ping pong, and was nicknamed, “The Natural,” at surf camp. He loved drawing, anime, movies, playing guitar and ukulele, reading fantasy and science fiction books. Devin loved his pets. He treasured his rambunctious dog Bella and his sweet cat Jasmine. A loyal listener of "From Indian Lakes" and other musical groups, he would passionately challenge anyone who differed. One of the most inspirational moments of Devin's life was meeting and later interviewing Ray Bradbury at the impressionable age of 11, which developed into a friendship that ultimately inspired Devin to become a writer and poet.
Devin was a poet, a romanticist, a gentleman, explorer, philosopher, singer, and a loyal friend to those who knew and loved him. His passionate debates, long hours of conversation, sharing of music, warm hugs, kisses, and loving glances will forever warm their hearts.
He was excited to have traveled throughout Europe, this past summer, with six of his closest boyhood friends. Devin fell in love with all the history, culture, and immense beauty. He was very happy to have spent time with family in San Sebastian, Spain, and Frankfurt, Germany, who embraced him lovingly into their homes.
Devin’s spirit lives on through his beautiful poetry. The translation of the Irish Gaelic name “Devin” means Poet. His family often told him the world needed more Poets, and that's why he was named Devin. His writings and songs are within the hearts of all those that he touched, including extensive family and cherished friends. Devin’s Dad was his greatest influence in the fine arts. He passionately and profoundly imparted his knowledge as he nurtured and adoringly shared his wisdom throughout Devin’s life, as only a true Renaissance man could.
In the quiet of the morning, as the sun began to rise, our precious, beautiful, fun loving, articulate young man, our son, quietly and peacefully slipped away into the loving arms of the Lord. His parents had this message for him: “We love you, sweetheart, forever and ever, infinity squared. Lots of hugs and kisses, Mom and Dad.”
Devin Kelly is survived by his Parents, Michael O’Kelly and Gisele Tryon-Kelly; Grandmother, Virginia Goena Tryon; Aunts, Phyllis Tryon, Aurora (Vicki) Tryon Fassino, and Denise Carey; Uncles, Barry Tryon and Danny Carey; Brother, David Kelly-Böhm, (Wife, Jördis and nephews, Teno and Edvarz); and many cousins, aunts, uncles, extended family members, as well as all his close-knit friends of Ventura and SCU roomies and friends. Devin is preceded in death by grandmother, Nancy Kelly; grandfather, Alfred Tryon; Aunt, Jane Kelly; and sister, Juliette Ascension Tryon-Kelly.
Devin Kelly's parents and the Tryon family wish to thank all family members, relatives, friends and the Santa Clara University community for their sympathy, love and caring support.
Faculty & Staff
George Fegan, former chair of the Department of Applied Mathematics, passed away December 20, 2016. Dr. Steve Chiappari '84 notes, “George played a vital role in the Department of Applied Mathematics and the School of Engineering, serving as a faculty member, academic advisor to students, and departmental chair as well as assistant dean for graduate programs for the School of Engineering. He began teaching part-time in the department in 1982. He took a full-time position in 1987 and was appointed chair of the department in 1990. He stepped down as chair in 2004 and retired from the department in 2005. All of us who have had the privilege of knowing George have appreciated his friendship, witty sense of humor, wonderful work with students, and sage advice. We have missed seeing him in the office. May his spirit continue to live in all of us whose life he has touched.”
George Fegan was born in San Francisco in 1935. If you took his word for it, his boyhood paper route extended over most of the Eureka Valley, Castro, and Mission. After terrorizing the nuns at Most Holy Redeemer, he went on to become student body president at St. Ignatius, where he was an all-state hurdler. He held a BA from USF, master's degrees from SJSU and SFSU, and a PhD from OSU. He was a lifelong educator, teaching high school English for years before becoming a math professor at Santa Clara University, where he was department chair and an associate dean.
He made his pasta from scratch. He gave Johnny Mathis his first gig. His basketball nickname was the Butcher. Or the Hammer—one of those. He once relieved himself upstream of George H. W. Bush. He got his master's in English and then his PhD in math because why not? As an altar boy, he nearly burned down the church; this was possibly an accident. His mustache was better than yours. He was the only white person to work at Henry's Hunan Restaurant. He was a published poet. He was a published mathematician. He was a terrible rabbit hunter. He had gout, the disease of kings. He was George Lucas' favorite high school teacher. He hated Reagan. He had eight toes. He could still arm wrestle you under the table at 80. He was a professor emeritus without ever receiving tenure. He once flew halfway around the world to show up on his future wife's doorstep unannounced. Most of this is true.
His family—wife Sophie Chung Fegan; children Jeff Fegan '79, Debra Meyer, and MacKenzie Fegan; scores of grandchildren, nieces, and nephews—will miss his mushroom risotto and questionable sense of humor. They will not miss his singing voice.
Notes of condolence may be sent to his wife, Sophie, in care of the Department of Applied Mathematics.
A longtime member of SCU’s religious studies department, Sr. Anne Marie Mongoven, O.P.? was ?one of the primary creators and designers of the graduate program in pastoral ministries. She directed and taught in the program from 1982 to 1997. ??In addition to her teaching career, Sr. Anne Marie was a gifted writer, researcher, and catechist? who ?publish?ed many articles and books in addition to coauthoring Living Waters, a series for children. ??She ???served as director of RCIA at St. Patrick Parish in San Jose? and ?collaborated with ?the ?U.S. bishops as one of the authors of the National Directory for Catechesis. Sr. Anne Marie died on July 29 at the motherhouse of the Sinsinawa Dominican Sisters, where she lived in ?her ?retirement.
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James Robert Blair, Jim, passed away October 5, 2016 in Parker, Colorado. Jim was born in Minneapolis, Minnesota on July 11, 1944 to Jerald Blair and Helen Swanson Blair who preceded him in death. He was 72 years old.
Jim is survived by his loving wife of 53 years the end of this month, Donna Blair, his sons, Steve and his wife, Kathleen, and Ron ‘93, J.D. ‘98, MBA ‘99 and his wife, Lisa ‘94, MBA ‘99 all of Parker, Colorado. He also leaves behind five grandchildren-Glen, Justin, Cameron, Kaitlyn, and Allison and one great-grandson, Emmet. He is also survived by his two siblings, Jerome Blair and his wife, Arlene of Aptos, California and Janet Russel and her husband, Larry of Los Gatos, California. He also has numerous other close relatives and friends.
He married his childhood sweetheart on October 24,1964. He graduated from Cupertino High School in California in 1962 and received a degree from Cabrillo College in Santa Cruz, CA. He went on to study at San Jose State. He was a very successful real estate developer in the Silicon Valley and Denver area. He also served on numerous boards over the years including Santa Clara University, Bellarmine College Preparatory, North Park College, First Covenant Church, Heritage Bank and as Chairman of the Board on The World among others.
Jim and Donna spent most of their married life in the San Jose, California area. They relocated to Colorado in 2006 to be closer to their sons and their grandchildren.
Jim was a lover of life and enjoyed traveling extensively with family and friends. He and Donna traveled to all seven continents and spent several years traveling around the world aboard The World, a residence cruise ship. Jim enjoyed playing golf, downhill skiing, scuba diving and many other activities. He was a runner and loved to run wherever their travels took them.
After being diagnosed with pancreatic cancer four years ago, Jim finally lost the battle to this disease surrounded by his family. "I have fought the good fight. I have finished the race. I have kept the faith." (2 Timothy 4:7)
On December 22, 2016, Florence G. Honore, the matriarch of the Honore Family, passed away peacefully in her San Jose home of 75 years surrounded by her family. She was 103 years old.
Honore was born in San Francisco on May 9, 1913. She was one of four children to Flora Sproul and Frederick Tilford, they have all preceded her in death. She attended St. Anthony's Grammar School and started her early piano lessons. She has been an accomplished pianist her entire life. The family moved to San Jose when she was nine years old. She attended Lowell Grammar School, Roosevelt Jr. High School, and the original San Jose High School. She loved being a Camp Fire Girl and playing competitive baseball.
The depression hit about this time and she was unable to graduate from high school as she needed to work to help support her family. She later graduated from a business school while working part time. She worked in the local Canneries, O’Brien’s Bakery and Candy Store and The San Jose Creamery to name a few. She loved working and always had a very strong work ethic.
It was at the San Jose Creamery (now where the Fremont Hotel stands) that she met her future husband, George Honore. He was one of the few men with a car and would give her a ride home. He always maintained she would always bring a dozen eggs to put on the seat between them. However they were happily married for 64 years, before his death in 2000. They both loved the outdoors and spent their happiest times fishing in Alaska, Mexico, British Columbia, and most of all camping and fishing on the many Sierra Lakes. In 1964, they went on an African hunting Safari where she was referred to as the Liz Taylor of Africa. Always a striking woman even in the outdoors.
Throughout her long life she was always very active in a myriad of activities. St. Leo’s & Bellarmine Mother’s guild, St. John Vianney Church from its very beginning to being a regular member of its Sr. Club. She loved playing bingo and also loved the slot machines. She was a member of the Marillac Guild League (now Catholic Charities), Santa Clara University’s Catala Club, Stanford Mother’s Club and Alexian Brothers Hospital Guild (now Regional Hospital). She walked door-to-door collecting for the March of Dimes and the Heart Fund. The South Bay Yacht Club, Youth Science Institute Guild, the San Jose Country Club 9-hole group were also part of her life. She loved flower arranging and her expertise was used by many of these groups as Decoration Chairman. She was also a member of the Santa Clara Clara County Grand Jury for a few years. She rarely missed any of her son’s and grandchildren’s many activities.
Her motto was “Family Always First.” She is survived by her two sons George (Marjorie) San Jose and Fred (Judy) Himar, four grandchildren Jon Honore (Jennifer) San Jose, Lisa Honore Owen (Tyler), Omaha Neb, Erik Honore (Katie) Sacramento & Brett Honore (Camy) Turlock. She was preceded in death by grandson Lars Honore in 1979. She is survived by 12 adoring great grandchildren also nieces and nephews including Ron Wallace of San Jose. She had many long time friends, wonderful neighbors and dedicated caregivers. She will be deeply missed by all.
An economics professor at CSU Fresno, FBI agent, and pilot during World War II and the Korean conflict, Charles “Mike” Murphy was a devoted husband and father who enjoyed spending time with his family, golfing or riding his horse, and traveling the world. He was a longtime banker in the Central Valley and owner of Murphy Bank in Fresno, California. He also served on the Board of Fellows at SCU. On Nov. 28, 2016, he passed away at the age of 93 with his wife of 59 years, Dolores Murphy, by his side. His parents, Frank and May Murphy, sister Frances Rauscher, and granddaughter Kayla Murphy preceded him in death. The Kayla Elizabeth Murphy Scholarship fund at SCU has been established in her honor. Mike is survived by his wife, Dolores; his children, Patrick and wife Jody, Brigeen and husband Craig, and Michael and wife Gemma; and his grandchildren, Mariana and Tilly.
Bernadette Allen passed away on Nov. 22, 2016. She was a member of the Thomas I. Bergin Legacy Society.