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1963

GRD Leavey/MBA '63
Marty Sammon

Marty Sammon ’56, MBA ’63 was born in Steubenville, Ohio, on May 30, 1934, to Martin and Catherine. His family moved to California and settled in Newark. He graduated from Washington High School and Santa Clara University, later earning his MBA from SCU. He met the love of his life while attending a mixer at SCU and married Rosemarie in May 1957. Their honeymoon was a cross-country drive to Fort Campbell, Kentucky, where he was a member of the 101st Airborne Division and part of the team called to Little Rock, Arkansas, to protect the “Little Rock Nine.” He maintained contact with Melba Beals, Minnijean Brown, and Terence Brown for many years. After serving his country, he and Rosemarie came back to California. They settled in Santa Clara, where they raised their two daughters and son, and where Rosemarie still resides. Marty became a stockbroker and worked up until his recent retirement, but his true passion was boxing. After retiring the gloves in college, he still had the itch to be in the ring, so what better option than to become a referee. He started by referring the inmates at San Quentin. He went on to referee and judge multiple amateur and professional bouts. Marty appeared as a boxing referee in an episode of Midnight Caller, but perhaps his most famous on-screen role was as boxing referee No. 5 in the Academy Award–winning picture Million Dollar Baby. He also appeared in a Northern California Honda commercial and continued to be a member of the Screen Actors Guild. While the role of a boxing referee was one of many highlights in his life, his most cherished role was that of grandfather. He went to as many activities as he possibly could, whether they be soccer games, birthday parties, or just spending time every Thursday with Emily. Marty passed away after a brief illness on Sept. 14, 2017. He leaves behind his wife of 60 years, Rosemarie, his daughters Sharon Sammon ’82 and Lisa Sammon ’83, sons-in-law, Rick and Eric, granddaughters Stephanie, Katherine (Katie), and Emily, sisters Cathy and Lyn, and many nieces and nephews. Marty has joined his brother, Roddy, and son, Michael, in heaven. May he now rest in peace.

submitted Sep. 27, 2017 9:46A

1964

'64
William Hackett

William “Bill” Hackett ’64 was born in Chicago (and remained a lifelong, devoted Cubbies fan) to Wilma Sarah Boyden and Raymond Cecil Hackett. His family moved to Oakland in 1947, where he attended St. Mary’s College Preparatory School in Berkeley, graduating on to his beloved Gonzaga University (Go Zags!) before transferring to Santa Clara University. He completed his education in 1968 with an MBA from the University of San Francisco. He also served honorably in the National Guard in the mid-1960s. Bill worked at Stauffer Chemicals and Safeway Stores in the late 1960s and early 1970s, but his heart was given to the development of John F. Kennedy University, which started with a humble beginning in Martinez, California, in 1965. Working hard with his colleagues to obtain the necessary accreditation, Bill fostered the university through its growing years, serving as an instructor and as the Dean of Business in the late 70s and early 80s. Upon recent reflection, it was his work in education that Bill said he was most proud. Bill went on to start several of his own packaging companies in the 1980s and 90s, taking particular pride in the shipment of supplies to United States Navy sites throughout the Middle East during Desert Storm. After retirement, Bill moved to Grass Valley, California, in 2000, where he found an entirely new set of friends and golf buddies. He loved the laid-back atmosphere of his new community, as well as its proximity to both the Bay Area and Donner Lake. One of the most beloved spots on earth to Bill was Donner Lake, where his father bought a ramshackle cabin in 1954. As a teenager, Bill spent his summers there in addition to working the 1960 Olympic Winter Games in Squaw Valley, California. The site of so many fond memories to him and his family, it is there, at his request, that his ashes will be strewn. Bill proudly loved his two daughters and all his family and friends. He also lived for Gonzaga basketball, rooting for the Chicago Cubs, attending Cal rugby games, playing golf, drinking Coors Light, taking road trips, talking politics, watching sports, reading voraciously, discussing history, gathering with friends and family, being Irish, and generally regaling people with exaggerated stories of his many capers. The only things anyone can remember Bill disliking in life were vegetables (mashed potatoes excluded). Bill came into the world loving life—every aspect of it—and he never stopped seeing it through his big-hearted, over-sized, rose-colored glasses. He only saw the good in people and found every way possible to connect with them. If you said, “Nay,” he would say, “Yay,” and he was usually right. “One-of-a-kind” is the phrase most used to describe Bill by all who met him, be it his daughter, cousin, ex-wife, friend, or simply a stranger who met him ten minutes ago in an Irish bar (most likely, that beer was on him). Bill played to the 19th hole and livened up the most exclusive golf club in the universe at 5 p.m. on Aug. 25, 2017, at the age of 75. On his own dignified terms, he fought a sudden, brief battle against cancer and swung his driver straight toward the promised land, surrounded in peace by the people he loved most in this physical world, which is now a little quieter and a little duller place to live. Yet heaven just got a lot livelier, if even a bit louder. Bill was not exactly known for his “library voice.” The indescribable and immeasurable loss of Bill will forever be felt by his self-admitted finest accomplishments, his devoted and loving daughters, Dana Hackett and Julie Hackett, as well as by his former wife, Catherine Hall (the mother of his children), who remained his best friend, and by his loving nephew, Andrew Hackett. Bill is also survived by his adoring cousin, Judy Wilson Hackett (whom he considered his sister), his beloved niece Margret Hackett Hunter, and nephew Michael Hackett (his dear niece Kathy Hackett Peterson preceded him in death in 2007)—as well as many cousins, aunts, uncles, grand- nephews and nieces, and scores of friends, all of whom loved him dearly. 

submitted Sep. 20, 2017 9:53A

1967

'67
Raymond Basso

A resident of Menlo Park for 46 years, Raymond Basso ’67, MBA ’70 was born to Lawrence Basso and Catherine (Lena) Basso on March 15, 1945. His early years were spent in San Francisco, and he attended Saint Vincent De Paul Elementary School, Saint Ignatius High School, and SCU, where he graduated with a degree in political science. It was there that he met and fell in love with his beautiful bride, Mary (Moroney) Basso ’67.They were married in 1967. In 1971, Raymond earned his MBA from Santa Clara. He spent most of his adult life working for Hewlett Packard as a comptroller. After nearly 30 years at HP, he worked for his family business, Guyan Eagle, for several years. In retirement, he was a member of the San Mateo Grand Jury, and in 2011, he was the foreman of the Grand Jury. Raymond passed away peacefully in his home surrounded by his children on June 17, 2016. His dear wife Mary passed away on April 1 of that year. Together they leave behind their beloved children: Ray Basso Jr, Sarah (Luis) Vergara, Brian (Samantha) Basso, and Anne-Marie Basso. Raymond will be dearly missed by his brother, Lawrence (Susan) Basso and his sister-in-law Sheila (Ron) Santero, and brothers-in-law Carl Moroney, Barry (Faye) Moroney, Tom (Carole) Moroney, and Mark Moroney, as well as by many nieces and nephews. Raymond was a doting grandfather to his seven grandchildren: Kevin Basso, Andre Basso, Noah Vergara, Luca Vergara, Sofia Vergara, Cade Basso, and Jenna Basso. They will never forget their amazing “Pop.”

submitted Oct. 2, 2017 9:02A

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