Thanks for posting this and the newspaper article. It still troubles me the way Merrily and your brother passed away tragically in those two accidents. I was a class mate of Merrily and Bob in the class of 1960. I do think about them even after all these years and wonder what their lives could have been. Sadly I know that a lot of my classmates do not even remember Merrily, but I do and possibly a few others, too. I remember visiting her family's riding stable.
One day Danny Hopkins (he would have been in the class of 1960 if he had not transferred to Catholic school) and I thought it would be a great idea to have a picnic near the stable. So, we packed hotdogs, etc. and rode our bikes to the stable. We setup our picnic and fire between the stable and the street, Forrest Ave., well it was hot and dry being in summer and the grass and weeds caught fire, destroyed our picnic and could have spread to the stable!!!
The amazing thing is no one even tried to stop us from starting our picnic fire or help us when the weeds caught fire. REMEMBER, WE WERE STILL GOING TO FARVIEW SCHOOL AND WERE QUITE YOUNG. I guess we are safe from the Fire Marshall after 67 years!!! I have never told this story to anyone except my sister Carole and a few close friends. I was too embarassed.
BY THE WAY, IF ANYONE WHO READS THIS NOTE AND KNOWS HOW I CAN CONTACT DANNY HOPKINS, I WOULD BE IMMENSELY GRATEFUL! I have been trying to find him 30 or 40 years. We were the best of friends for a long time. Last I heard he lived in Maywood and had been a Paramus Policeman for a short time.
I am sure Danny would remember Merily. I certainly do. I bet Lucille Yokell does also.
Joe I remember Meryl I used to go to the stables to helpout M heart was broken when Meryl passed. I tothis day think of her God Bless that famiy. Gail Lischke Eaton
You are correct, Joe. I do remember Merrily. I believe I met her the same day I met you. As we lived just a block from the stable my sister, Joan, and I were there often. Her accident and death were devastating and I've never been on a horse again.
Joseph P Mancuso (1960)
Thanks for posting this and the newspaper article. It still troubles me the way Merrily and your brother passed away tragically in those two accidents. I was a class mate of Merrily and Bob in the class of 1960. I do think about them even after all these years and wonder what their lives could have been. Sadly I know that a lot of my classmates do not even remember Merrily, but I do and possibly a few others, too. I remember visiting her family's riding stable.
One day Danny Hopkins (he would have been in the class of 1960 if he had not transferred to Catholic school) and I thought it would be a great idea to have a picnic near the stable. So, we packed hotdogs, etc. and rode our bikes to the stable. We setup our picnic and fire between the stable and the street, Forrest Ave., well it was hot and dry being in summer and the grass and weeds caught fire, destroyed our picnic and could have spread to the stable!!!
The amazing thing is no one even tried to stop us from starting our picnic fire or help us when the weeds caught fire. REMEMBER, WE WERE STILL GOING TO FARVIEW SCHOOL AND WERE QUITE YOUNG. I guess we are safe from the Fire Marshall after 67 years!!! I have never told this story to anyone except my sister Carole and a few close friends. I was too embarassed.
BY THE WAY, IF ANYONE WHO READS THIS NOTE AND KNOWS HOW I CAN CONTACT DANNY HOPKINS, I WOULD BE IMMENSELY GRATEFUL! I have been trying to find him 30 or 40 years. We were the best of friends for a long time. Last I heard he lived in Maywood and had been a Paramus Policeman for a short time.
I am sure Danny would remember Merily. I certainly do. I bet Lucille Yokell does also.
Thank you for remembering Merrily!
Joe Mancuso May 10, 2021.
Gail Lischke (Eaton) (1960)
Joe I remember Meryl I used to go to the stables to helpout M heart was broken when Meryl passed. I tothis day think of her God Bless that famiy. Gail Lischke Eaton
Lucille Ann Yokell (1960)
You are correct, Joe. I do remember Merrily. I believe I met her the same day I met you. As we lived just a block from the stable my sister, Joan, and I were there often. Her accident and death were devastating and I've never been on a horse again.