Hi Art, I enjoyed the recollections of the North Side fire in the newsletter. I was in fourth grade, Mrs. Mingus' class, and I had decided to learn to play the trumpet. The night of the fire my parents and I went over to Hillside Avenue across from the school and witnessed the firemen doing their work. My Uncle Henry Hill was a volunteer fireman with the East Williston Fire Department, and he was out there where "the rubber meets the road". In time he would become Chief of the EWFD, along with his work as one of the top partners of Price Waterhouse & Co. As for me, I was quoted in Newsday lamenting the loss of my trumpet (which I'd left at school) and my precious gold fish. But it was one hell of a fire!
This may be a good time to mention that the class of 1965 will be having a 60th reunion on October 4th at the Viana hotel and spa in Westbury. There is a Wheatley class of 1965 Facebook page, or you can email me at:
Hi Art, I enjoyed the recollections of the North Side fire in the newsletter. I was in fourth grade, Mrs. Mingus' class, and I had decided to learn to play the trumpet. The night of the fire my parents and I went over to Hillside Avenue across from the school and witnessed the firemen doing their work. My Uncle Henry Hill was a volunteer fireman with the East Williston Fire Department, and he was out there where "the rubber meets the road". In time he would become Chief of the EWFD, along with his work as one of the top partners of Price Waterhouse & Co. As for me, I was quoted in Newsday lamenting the loss of my trumpet (which I'd left at school) and my precious gold fish. But it was one hell of a fire!
As always, a splendid newsletter.
This may be a good time to mention that the class of 1965 will be having a 60th reunion on October 4th at the Viana hotel and spa in Westbury. There is a Wheatley class of 1965 Facebook page, or you can email me at:
ltriano@gmail.com if you want more info.
Thank you Art!
Robin Brinn. Still look great. Always had a crush on you.