My Christmas Ball King. How proud I was to stand next to you in your handsome suit. You were the King of Kindness, Sweetness and Goodness. I have never forgotten you, Bob and your wonderful personality. Humbly and forever your Christmas Ball Queen, Montpelier High School 1967, Susan
From Danny O'Brien on June 30th, 2018
Bob was my freshman year roommate at UVM and Godfather to my eldest child. I have never forgotten our times together. He is deeply missed.
From Dick Pratt on January 18th, 2018
Bob was the best friend one could ask for. Always friendly, happy, fun, and funny. I can still hear his infectious laugh, and remember how he good-naturedly called me out when I acted up by spelling it out: "you are really d-u-m-b!" accompanied by a smack on the shoulder. Bob stood by my side on one of the happiest days of my life. A year later came one of the most sorrowful, when I heard of his passing. I think of him and his family often; I miss him a lot.
How far back should we go? Brownies? Girl Scouts? I remember our troup going to visit you when you had your body cast. Your humor would light up a room and nothing stopped you from bringing smiles to others....I admired your courage all through our school years. So happy for you that Heaven provides no physical limits and you are free to fly!
Kent Brown was a true friend, through good times and bad. He always accepted me as I was, but didn’t hesitate to call me out on my craziness with his combined wit and kindness. How I miss our long philosophical conversations, or at least I thought them pretty deep at the time.
Two of my memories of Kent involve him hanging out from an upper story window: The first when I pulled into his driveway in a borrowed truck in the middle of the night, and he tossed me down his pillow. (Apparently I was planning to sleep in the truck, but I can’t remember that part of the story). The second was when we were both at UVM and I had walked my inebriated date back to his dorm after a trip to a New York bar on the ferry. Kent was in the same dorm, and leaned out of his second story window to ask, “A handshake instead of a kiss?” (Remember that ad?)
Kent had a great sense of humor, a keen intellect, and insight and compassion way beyond his years. I think of him whenever I read Langston Hughes’s poem “My Friend”:
I loved my friend
He went away from me
There's nothing more to say
The poem ends,
Soft as it began-
I loved my friend.
It never bothered you that we would all stand around you in Miss Elwell's kindagarten class at Union School and watch you sleep at nap time? You had great focus even then! So very sad that you and my cousin David McManis, your best friend, were involved in the accidental shooting. David was never the same after that carrying that guilt. I hope that you two were reunited when David passed away and forgiveness were the first words that you spoke to each other.
I will be forever grateful to Cheryl for raising such great children. Her daughter Melissa is married to our son Jamie, and their 2 boys, Averill and Zachary are an important part of our family. Melissa misses you a lot, Cheryl, but you must be very proud of the caring, intelligent and compassionate woman she has become, following your example. I only wish I had known you better.
What a soft spoken and lovely girl you were! I was so happy that I got to know you our senior year and going forward. I admired you for your intelligence. I know the St Michael's ladies really missed your presence as well as our own Montpelier High School Class of 1968 ladies when we gathered for lunch and caught each other up in our lives. What a beautiful woman you became!
We lived only a few houses away from each other on Prospect St. Your Dad, Roy, would give us a ride to school sometimes but most appreciated in the winter as we were not on the bus route and had to walk for twelve years. Do you remember the picture when we had a mock wedding all dressed up and about age five or six and when we were in the Montpelier parade, me the prairie wife with holding the fake baby on my lap and you, the cowboy walking along side the covered wagon with your fake rifle? You were so very intelligent and charismatic. I was sorry to hear that you had drifted away from your very together self. Love to you always, Steven Emrick, my sweet friend!
From Kathy Kohl on June 25th, 2018
Though many of you offered to help me after I broke my leg (thank you!), I mistakenly thought I could manage navigating MHS halls under my own steam.
Steve INSISTED that I let him carry my books as I hopped up and down the stairs with that heavy plaster full-leg cast! We became friends for those last few months of senior year, and I remember with fondness his charm and generosity to a shy, stubborn girl.
From Linda Parker on June 11th, 2018
You were a good friend during those last 2 years of high school, Steve. I enjoyed catching up with you a couple of times these last 50 years. I guess I never considered that the last time we met was the last time we would EVER meet. I know your early life was not easy, and I understand there were hard times later, too. You accomplished some remarkable things professionally. Your warm smile and playfulness are sweet memories for me. Thank you, my friend. I hope you find peace and all the good things that have been missing for you in this life.
I wished that we had more time together after high school, but treasured the time we did share with the last time when you made the new potato and green pea soup. Delicious!
Okay, so perhaps our group may have gotten into trouble a few times. Remember when we were at Hubbard Park and you fell on top of me and I fell on barbed wire? Chris Anderson ('66) drove us to Heaton Hospital in his red Volvo and we saw my Mom leave after her shift. Whew! I got stitched up then made Chris tell my parents.
Diane Pike, Judy Gile and I were in your wedding to Burt, September 1968. Linda Haggett and Jerry Nelson ('66) were the first ones out of the gate and got married in June right after graduation. How you loved Burt was so evident! I'm happy that you are together again!
Stay out of trouble up there!
Love and miss you,
From Linda Parker on June 11th, 2018
It's hard to believe we can have a successful reunion without your help, Pam! I remember you adding so much to planning meetings in our living room in Montpelier, preparing for our 25th, I think. Thanks for your energy and enthusiasm for every project you tackled. I hope you are happy and working on something new and exciting with our classmates from MHS!
How we practiced side by side marching down the auditorium to Pomp and Circumstance. Did we get in trouble for laughing and goofing around? Guess not, they let us graduate! You were so sweet and I envied the love that you and Peter Hanson shared. How lucky to have found that love so early in life.
Sally and Susie were part of the Clarendon/Terrace Street group of girls who walked to school together. In middle school, before we were allowed to wear pants, it was a long, cold way to go in the winter, so we'd walk through the State House to warm up. After school I'd often go home with Susie and Sally to watch "Superman" and work on paint-by-number masterpieces. Many years after graduation Sally gave me my first (and next to last) manicure, with bright red nails, for the Chickie role I was playing in "Crimes of the Heart." Later we connected again and discovered we were living on opposite ends of the Worcester/Calais Road. I shall always have fond memories of Sally and the fun we had in the neighborhood growing up.
From Linda Parker on June 11th, 2018
Oh, Sally, I miss you every time we go to church in Montpelier. I will always be grateful to have shared your faith in God. I remember when the twins stayed at our house, they were so CUTE! We have always remembered Justin asking for "chepup", which we finally realized was ketchup! I can only imagine how much Susie and your children miss you. I'm sorry to know that you were not far from us in Florida in your last years and we never made connections. You will always be a dear friend, Sally. I love you.
From Malka (Madeleine) Cohen (Kingston) on August 7th, 2018
With Nancy there was always the music connection. Although I was the one who went on to study music, Nancy played so beautifully, and so much better than I. We enjoyed being in the band together. Nancy, your father was such a teacher and leader.
In Physics class with Miss Myshak we were lab partners together with Margaret Dubay. We may not have gotten the best results in our experiments, but they were the honestly gotten results in the class.
I was always welcome in the Mix home, and was inrigued that they had a regular weekly menu, for example Tuesday might have been hot dogs and beans. Mrs. Mix was always so kind and warm.
Nancy, you were a special friend.
From Kathy Kohl on June 25th, 2018
Nancy Mix was a prodigious talent.
Her sweet and humble nature belied the fact that she could outperform us all (her response: "But you can sing", and I can't even carry a tune").
Her piano technique was superb, her performances confident and from the heart. "Yeah, but I have these stubby little sausage fingers", she'd say, deflecting my compliments with a laugh.
Her accomplished baritone playing actually inspired me to practice trombone (well, not too much!). Her deep intelligence and quiet, focused drive to excel was present in every aspect of her life, and it was not a surprise when she chose to become a surgeon.
What a tragedy that she died so young and so needlessly in a car accident.
You are missed, Nancy.
Sweet, special, brave, loving, funny! I loved your family and your Grandmother Tilley at the bakery. She was so petite that you could barely see her behind the glass counters. I remember the penny candy bag and how fun it was to pick out all those special yummies.
How can I ever forget you? We had such great times together with Kevin Martin, Pam Ghiringhelli, Judy Gile and Cindy Farnham. How wonderful it was that you found such great love with Steve Ribolini and had two great children. You lived a short but very meaningful life which is a tribute in itself.
Mary Louise Thompson died peacefully at the Northwest Medical Center in St. Albans, Vermont, on April 10, 2018, after a long decline. She was 68.
Mary was born in Portland, Maine, March 30, 1950, to George Robert Thompson and Ruth Blake Thompson.
At an early age, she moved with her family to Montpelier, Vermont, and graduated from Montpelier High School in 1968. She went on to graduate from Middlebury College with a BA degree and from Penn State with an MBA.
She was a prolific artist specializing in printmaking, studying under Middlebury artist David Bumbeck. One of her prints was selected for display in US embassies worldwide. Following her MBA, she moved to Pittsburgh where she worked for Jones & Laughlin Steel, rising to the title of Acting Director of Marketing. She then returned to Montpelier where she worked for National Life Insurance, then to Middlebury and Breadloaf Construction Co, and then to Swanton where she worked for a customs broker at the US-Canada border. She moved to her final home in Highgate Springs and continued her work until failing health forced her to early retirement.
Although she had many friends, Mary was a very private person and valued her solitude.
She was predeceased by her parents and her brother, Robert. She is survived by her brothers William and his wife, Francoise, and James and his wife, Sandra, as well as several cousins, nephews and nieces; and her beloved dog, Zena.
GRANITEVILLE - Nancy Louise Trepto passed away on Tuesday, May 15, 2018, at her home, with her family by her side. She was born in Montpelier on April 21, 1950, the daughter of the late Una (Clark) and Raymond Trepto Sr.
Growing up in the Horn of the Moon, she attended grade school in East Montpelier and was a 1968 graduate of Montpelier High School.
Following graduation, she began her career with New Hampshire Insurance and then in 1970, went to work for the then State of Vermont Banking and Insurance Department. Nancy was a Vermont Home Mortgage Guarantee Board mortgage specialist and, in 1977, became the first female bank examiner in Vermont. After working at other jobs, she started a 23-year career with Vermont Mutual Insurance Co. in Montpelier in 1993, retiring in 2017 because of her health.
She was married to Russell Chamberlin in 1978 in Montpelier. They later divorced.
Nancy loved renovating and redecorating her home. She loved cooking, especially for large family gatherings, crocheting, and spending time with her family and grandchildren.
Survivors include her daughters Karen (Ray) Boyce, of West Brookfield, and Hanna Chamberlin, of Graniteville; her grandchildren, Ethin and Aric Boyce and Dylan and Madelyn Chamberlin; and her sister, Ginger (Jeff) Baker, of Hyde Park; several nieces and nephews and cousins. She was predeceased by her parents; her sister Sally Graves; and her brother Raymond "Joe" Trepto Jr.
Honoring Nancy's wishes, there will be no calling hours or funeral service. Contributions in her memory may be made to Central Vermont Hospice, 600 Granger Road, Barre, VT 05641; or Central Vermont Humane Society, P.O. Box 687, Montpelier, VT 05601. Online condolences may be left at www.guareandsons.com. Guare and Sons is in charge of arrangements.