On a fall Friday eve, catching a sunset on the Shrewsbury River and ocean sides is one way to fall for the peninsula — as if those in the area haven’t already.
It was a warm and so was the sunset reflection .
Take a look …
— Elaine Van Develde
It’s opening night for the RFH Tower Players’ fall show.
The fall show at RFH has been a longstanding tradition along with the spring musical.
But, back in the day, of, well, the 1970s, there was also the RFH Freshmen Follies which got the new kids in the halls on stage. It was a way for the youngest in the high school to, let’s say, come out of their shell. And they did.
So, the Retro Pic of the (George) Day literally honors the RFH Class of ’78 President Ward Tietz, who not only came out of his shell for the show, but wore a couple of shells like medals on his chest — coconut shells, in fact.
He agreed to join this editor (right) and her best buddy and don a hula skirt, flower headdress and coconut shell bikini top in the great ol’ stage tradition of doing anything for a laugh. Farce. He got those laughs, including many from his own co-stars, who even lost their own sailor hats and nearly fell over mid-song as he strutted and cried under his breath that the stinking shells were itchy and giving him a rash.
That’s our Honey Bun, in the tradition of belly laughs, RFH camaraderie and a tribute to friends and the power of a fun song from an old musical, South Pacific.
This number just never fails in any era — especially considering the star’s outfit.
Get a load of Honey Bun from an RFH stage in ’74!
RIP my best friend Stephanie DeSesa (left in photo). Thank you. I’m still laughing with you.
Thank you, again, George Day, for preserving yet another priceless RFH memory!
He radiates positive energy and endless creativity, and his biggest dream is to help young people with talent realize their own potential. His name is David Thebaud, or Tebo, as he is known in his native Haiti. He arrived at Rumson-Fair Haven Regional High School (RFH) on Nov. 14th to meet, once again, with some of his biggest supporters.
The following recent criminal incidents and arrests were reported by Red Bank police. An arrest does not constitute a conviction.
Continue reading Police Report: Theft, Marijuana Possession, DWIs, Criminal Mischief
By Elaine Van Develde
“Never quit!”
That’s just what 99-and-a-half-year-old World War II Army veteran Ken Curchin will look you square in the face and tell you — unfettered, feisty, finger wagging and right at home at the dining room table in his 61-year Fair Haven abode. He follows his sage, simple message up with a few reasons why quitting isn’t an option when getting on the road to living the dream, even if you’re sideswiped a few times or just plain run over.
The oldest vet and likely the oldest resident in the borough still has more than enough spunk to cap his advice off with hard-knock, experience-peppered posturing. There’s that sparkle in his eyes, too, set ablaze by a contagious gut laugh that would crack a smile on the most menacing of adversaries.
He’s always had the laugh, his sons said, and he’s always taken all of life’s hurdles in stride, always aiming to fly high — to soar. To him, the challenges were always a pleasure to be met, one by one.
The Curchin life snapshot …
He was born pretty much over coffee in what is now Frame it Yourself on River Road, surviving and thriving. It was a family home. The Curchins have lived in Fair Haven since right after the Civil War, with Ken’s grandfather Squire Curchin a founding member of the Fair Haven Fire Company, the mayor, tax assessor and all-in-one official.
But after that incidental birth of his at Grandpa Squire’s homestead, Ken grew up at first in a rented house on Mechanic Street in Red Bank and later on Branch Avenue in Little Silver. On those regular visits to family in Fair Haven, he snuck out of “Uncle Charlie’s” house to jump off the dock. “That was a big deal for me, ya know,” he said with a chuckle. “No one did it. Nobody was going down off that dock.” Renegade kid, right? That was just the start.
He swam through the muck in a swampy pond and made it out with a muddy smile. He picked berries in summers for $12 a week — “not a hell of a lot of money, but it was” — with the Parker Brothers (Parker Farm, Little Silver). He bought Saturday payday popsicles for “the whole gang,” his family, and “hit that bike and ride like crazy” to “treat them all before the darn things melted.” He made it through Red Bank High School. But all that was the kid stuff.
Then came the young man challenges that he continued to roll with like that popsicle-toting bike ride or dive off the dock. He was drafted into World War II and sent to Alaska where he survived up to 71-degree-below-zero cold. He married a gal named Thelma, love of his life and sister to Fair Haven’s Bette Chandler, after a fix-up. He became a dad of five.
He worked daily in the family’s Red Bank barber shop. He bought a Fair Haven home for $16,000 without “a damn thing in it — not one piece of furniture” and scavenged curbside by night to fill it, bit by bit. Oh, and he saved and bought a plane for $1,000 to fly around in when he wasn’t with family at the house or cutting hair. That was a lot of hair cuts in those days. “It was a lot of money,” he said. “But I just loved to fly. I got people around and loved the heck out of it.”
The challenges and meeting them …
Ken Curchin has seen and done it all, he will tell you. He is grateful. And he is still not done. Now he’s aiming to see 100 years on this Earth — right in Fair Haven, where he was born, in less than six months.
He’ll tell you he got this far on those dreams of his and you can on yours. He’ll tell you that he realized the biggest of them. He’ll tell you it’s all because he “never quit!” He can’t say it enough and won’t stop any time soon.
His biggest dream besides the building and love of his family? That flyboy fancy. And he soared to accept any of its dares. How? It’s a long 99-and-a-half-year-old story with a simple message.
“I don’t give a damn what you’re up against,” he said at the dining room table of his Fair Haven home last Sunday. “If ya fight hard enough, you’ll get what you want in life — what you’re after … what you love. I’ve been across the country. I’ve been all over the world. When I found a place to get into what I wanted, I just moved about ’til the door opened.”
And once he planted a foot firmly in the doorway, there was no slamming it in his face, especially when it came to becoming a pilot in the Army. It took a while to inch that Army boot in the door, but he ended up not only inching, but taking a leap over the threshold.
Oh, Ken Curchin set his sights to take off on the flight path early on. And it became a reality as soon as age would allow. Raised by a mother who loved Lindbergh, the idea of taking flight was something you might say was an early childhood-honed love.
“Oh, I used to go to the Red Bank Airport and watch those planes take off and land,” he said. “I’d go as often as I could get myself there and that was pretty much every day.”
He got his pilot’s license and he flew — at home in the states. But then, after graduating from Red Bank High School in 1935 (with the family living in Little Silver for the bulk of his childhood), he was drafted into the war a few years later in 1941.
The time in the war …
As a sergeant in the U.S. Army’s construction battalion, Curchin spent 13 months in the Yokon, never getting a single hot shower and enduring cold of up to 71 degrees below zero that would freeze a head poking out in the air into a block of ice from condensation in the sleeping bag. He helped build the AlCan Highway.
The AlCan was a 2,000-mile road carved out of the wilderness from Edmonton to Fairbanks, Alaska. It was built to send supplies to Alaska in case the Japanese attacked North America.
And it was mighty cold there. Yet, Curchin will chuckle like a hyena at the memory, telling you “It was cold as hell! It was colder than the brass b—s on a monkey cold!”
They wouldn’t let him fly, though, because of “the damnedest thing. You needed two years of college.” He didn’t have that. But the rejection didn’t stop him. He was relentless. After all, flying was his dream and “I wasn’t going to let anybody or anything stand in the way of that,” he said. “I’ve had this in my head (not quitting), because why? I didn’t have a college education. But, no, I didn’t give up.”
Eventually, in need of pilots in the war, the Army bosses relented. Since he had a pilot’s license, Curchin was accepted into B-17 flight school in 1943. He went to school “all over the damn place to take examinations” and ended up being the pilot of a B-17 Flying Fortress with a crew of nine men that flew two bombing missions over Germany. He managed to get home to see his parents twice. He also transported men home after the war, which he said were moments “you just never forget … getting them home.”
And when he came home from the war in 1945, he ended up meeting that Thelma Long, the Holmdel girl with whom he was fixed up on a double date. The couple married in 1951 and had five children.
And in 1955, the couple came from a trailer park in Eatontown back to the town where Ken was born and bought a cozy home, “a good spot to raise a family and educate the children,” on Park Road in Fair Haven. They bought the Fair Haven home for $16,000. Worth repeating the price, he said, because it was mighty expensive then, and unheard of nowadays. It was empty.
“Not a damn thing in it,” he said, because the house alone was all they could afford at the time. But they furnished it with love and prime curb pickings. “Nothing wrong with that,” he said. We’d go out at night and rummage around. That’s how we got all our furniture. And we had a hell of a good time doing it.
“What do I remember most about Fair Haven? Home. My home,” Curchin said with a love-struck twinkle in his eyes. “My wife, my Thel, she did it all. What a gal. She took care of everything. She was one-of-a-kind. She had such strength and she kept the family going and strong.”
Oh, he was there, he said with pride: “Every night I came home to my family. No running out to a bar room or any other place. Nope. That’ll ruin a family. None of that.”
No. He was busy working at the family-owned Churchin’s Barber shop in Red Bank and fixing things around the house when he wasn’t cutting hair. He stayed at the family business until it closed and he retired in the early 1990s.
Thelma passed away in 2007, leaving behind Ken, who still beams when he talks about her, their children, 12 grandchildren and four great-grandkids.
When asked if there was anything he hadn’t done yet, Ken Curchin leaned over the table, gave a grin, a little laugh and said, “Why ya know, all these years and all that living and I’ve never once had my name in the newspaper.”
Now you do, sir.
A young Fair Haven man has been arrested on marijuana possession, dealing and associated charges in connection with a traffic stop incident on Sunday night.
At 10:42 p.m., Jonmichael Puryear, 23, was stopped on Harding Road for a traffic violation, Fair Haven Police Chief Joseph McGovern reported.
After the stop by Patrolman Brooks Robinson, as an investigation ensued, Puyear attempted to flee the scene on foot, he said in a released statement.
Patrolmen Robinson and Michael Volker chased and apprehended Puryear, who was arrested and charged with: eluding, aggravated assault, possession of more than 50 grams of marijuana, possession of marijuana with intent to distribute, failure to observe a traffic signal and possession of a controlled dangerous substance (CDS) in a motor vehicle, according to the report.
Puryear is being held at the Monmouth County Correctional Institution, Freehold, on $20,000 bail.
Further investigation after the arrest led to an additional charge of distribution within a school zone. An additional $35,000 bail was set.
Puryear remains held on bail at the Monmouth County Correctional Institution.
“I wouldn’t have it any other way. I wouldn’t ever want to be anywhere else but here today,” Fair Haven’s second oldest living World War II and Korean War veteran Ray Taylor said with a teary-eyed smile as someone shook his hand and thanked him for his service. He then gently placed his decorated hat back on his head after holding it over his heart for The Pledge of Allegiance that began the Fair Haven Veterans Day service on Friday.
Memorial Park was filled beyond capacity with veterans, police, firemen, children, parents and officials who were there to pay homage to those who have served and still are serving.
The fall sun cast a warm glow on the patriotic spirit of the ceremony of honor.
Take a look … Thank you to our veterans.
— Elaine Van Develde
The sun shone bright in Rumson’s Victory Park on Friday, casting a bright light of honor on the borough’s vets.
Homage was paid to all the living who served their country, those presently in service and those who have passed.
There was a call for respect — of them, the freedom of choice for which they fought, and for peace.
Thank you to all of our veterans. Take a peek into the Veterans Day 2016 moment in Rumson …
— Elaine Van Develde
Their faces are the faces at the core of a close-knit community.
They were neighbors, dads, and just plain friendly faces around the Rumson-Fair Haven area towns. They were also veterans.
They served. They fought for freedom in World War II and the Korean War.
They lived their lives with hometown pride, honor and respect. They were founding fathers, friends. They were cornerstones of the sense of community that is the Rumson-Fair Haven area.
The gift of their legacies bears no upscale real estate market value. They passed along a love of country and community that is priceless.
Thank you, on Veterans Day, to the veterans of the area who have passed. You are cherished, honored.
Take a look at some of their faces and remember.
— Elaine Van Develde
— Photos, courtesy of families of the Rumson-Fair Haven area.
Knollwood School students recently got a lesson in leadership, courtesy of a U.S. Air Force vet and former teacher.
Continue reading Knollwood Students Get Vets’ Lesson in Leadership
Sixteen student-athletes from Rumson-Fair Haven Regional High School (RFH) recently took part in National Signing Day.
The votes are in; and the Republican incumbents in both the Rumson and Fair Haven Borough Council races have kept their seats, according to the unofficial tallies (not counting provisional and absentee ballots) from the Monmouth County Board of Elections.
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