Well, the RFH Swim Team’s season just ended, and quite successfully.
We offered a glimpse back to a newspaper clipping touting the success of the teams of the late 1970s a few days ago.
Now, the Retro Pic of the Day offers a look back at a snapshot of the girls’ team in 1982, or the diving divas, as they dubbed themselves back in the day.
Check out the polyester warm-up suits.
Recognize any of these RFH divas who were a swimming success?
They were a swimming success. They still are.
Both the Boys’ and Girls’ RFH Swim Teams have ended the season with records to do some backflips over. RFH swimmers have always dove into the season with winning streak gusto.
Most recently, they won the 2015 state championship. And this year finished the season as Group A Central Division champs.
The Lady Dawgs had successful final meet with a “great win over Neptune,” RFH Swimming said on Twitter.
And, as for the boys, they “after a tough 1st loss to CBA … beat Neptune.” Final record for the season: 10-1-1.
The RFH swimmers were state champs in 2015 and ended this season as Group A Central Division champs 2017.
So, the Retro Pic of the Day pays homage to those RFH swimmers of old … back in the late 1970s.
It is a glimpse from an old newspaper clipping of some of the proud RFH strokers after they were captured on a winning streak after a meet.
Recognize anyone? There are at least two with strong ties to the Fair Haven Fire Department. What year?
Go team!
He was just that kind of community guy, old school cop and fireman — the kind people remember.
He that face many remember peering around every corner, offering help, an anecdote or 10 with a wry smile and wisdom-inspired wink. He was George Chandler. It’s been just over a year since George, a former Fair Haven police chief and 65-year fire company member, died at 92 on Jan. 25, 2016.
He grew up in Fair Haven and spent most of his life in service to the borough in addition to serving in the U.S. Navy.
George Chandler was known as a tall order of homegrown gentleman and community kinship filled to the hilt. He loved to fish, dance, tell jokes, offer up lots of anecdotes and just plain be kind to his neighbors by serving the community he loved and treating everyone like family — Fair Haven family.
So, the Retro Pic(s) of the Day honor the George Chandler and his Fair Haven roots and dedicated service.
To ask for an anecdotal story about George’s well-known anecdotes of life (yes, that was intentional) was to hear something like the story that follows from the memory of a young boy growing up in the borough. This guy is one of many who still hears the former police chief’s voice and sees his friendly, old fashioned brand of stern with a caring smile.
It’s a classic from longtime Fair Havenite Thom White.
And it goes like this …
“On a ‘no school snow day’ in the 1960s my friends and I decided we’d throw snowballs at cars on River Road. We were hiding in a church’s bushes across River Road from George’s house. I threw one that smacked the side of a borough bus, and gleefully asked ‘Did you see that?’
“George answered from behind me, ‘Yes I did.’ Stop doing that right now. It’s dangerous. And go home and tell your mom that I caught you.’ He added with a wry smile, ‘I might just come by later and check.’
“Well, I did as I was told, and a couple of hours later there was a knock on our front door … and there was George in his uniform. He spoke to my mom, who told him that I had confessed, and he reminded me how dangerous it was to do what I was doing. Needless to say, I never did THAT again, and whenever I’d see him in later years, he was always friendly and wanted to know what I was up to. A true gentleman.”
From the closest of family members to distant friends who may have only had that one milestone memory of the chief that just stuck like that lingering wad of ABC (already been chewed) bubblegum under a kid’s shoe, he is remembered by many and emulated. OK, so no one chews bubblegum anymore. That’s the point — the sticking point.
RIP George Chandler. You are remembered.
— Elaine Van Develde
He was raised in both Rumson and Fair Haven. He was an RFH graduate. He was a friend to many. He had a gift for making people laugh and love life. Then he lost his in the terrorist attacks on the World Trade Center in New York City on Sept. 11, 2001. He was Keith McHeffey.
Since his untimely death, friends have gotten together and started a tradition — an annual fundraising run in his name known as the KDM 3-Mile Fun Run/Walk, the proceeds of which benefit various youth-oriented activities, scholarships and sports. Registration for the March 11, 2017 run in Sea Bright has begun.
Known as a well-rounded, adventure-loving athlete, McHeffey “spent his life giving of himself to others. Now, we are giving back to the community in his good name. His life was a testament on ‘how to live,'” the mission statement on the KDM Foundation website says.
“The memory of Keith’s wit and humor serves as an inspiration to all of those fortunate enough to have been a part of his life,” another statement added.
So, the Retro Pic(s) of the Day honor Keith McHeffey with a look back at him and his RFH buds and a solo shot doing something he loved to do.
RIP, Keith. You are remembered. Run on …
— Elaine Van Develde
Photo/courtesy of Gregg Kennedy
Yes, dank days are dampening spirits lately. Warm, sunny memories can brighten them, though.
So, why not take a photo trip back to a simple day of sunning the old fashioned way on what was referred to as the Rumson Pier?
This look, in particular, offers a glimpse back to some very old time sun bathing — going back about 75 years. There was a lot of suiting up and little skin to show or sun, for that matter. But the bright smiles were bright by the Navesink River.
It’s the wishful thinking sunny days by the river Retro Pic of the Day, courtesy of Jo Ann Slocum Mazzucca. It’s a rare shot of some folks hanging out on the old pier (or dock) at Victory Park in Rumson with what was the bridge that connected Rumson to Middletown — what became the Oceanic Bridge — in the background.
According to Slocum Mazzucca, “My grandmother Lillian Turnbull Slocum is the far left with her hands folded. The picture was taken on the old pier (dock) at Victory Park in Rumson. Picture is about 75 years ago.”
Anyone remember the old pier/dock at Victory Park? Is this where the Barnacle Bill’s dock is now? How about those swim suits and dresses?
Many thanks to Jo Ann Slocum Mazzucca for this gem from her family photos!
Who’s that lady?
Well, that lady … that sexy lady, as the song goes, is former longtime Fair Havenite Lee Weber (née Walker). Lee, long known as a model area mom with a generous spirit and heart, kicked the new year off with her 90th birthday on Sunday. Yes, 90! Yes, New Year’s Day.
This is a shot of her back in her modeling days in the late 1940s (roughly ’48, her daughter, RFH alum and Rumson resident Jenifer Weber-Zeller tells us). Bathing beauty, a/k/a Lee, modeled for Caroline Schnurer, a “very popular swimwear designer” of that era, Lee says.
In the post modeling days, Lee became Schnurer’s assistant, calling runway shows and such.
Lee now lives in Shrewsbury and is still looking runway ready.
See for yourselves …
Happy Birthday, Lee!
New Year’s Day is approaching. And, as tradition has it in the area, with the advent of the new year comes a plunge into the cold Atlantic ocean — the annual Polar Bear Plunge, to be exact.
The annual Sons of Ireland’s Asbury Park ocean dip for bonding and charity on New Year’s Day was conceived by Rumsonite Sean Clifford. It benefits two charities each year. This year, all the proceeds will go to: Red Bank-based Stephy’s Place, a relatively new non-profit dedicated to help the grief-afflicted; and Long Branch’s Shore House, a center of assistance for the mentally ill.
But, way back in the day, there was a high school group of plungers who had a club all their own — the RFH Polar Bear Club.
So, in light of the New Year’s Day plunge of today and the jumpers into the ocean chill of the past, the Retro Pic of the Day offers a glimpse back to RFH in the 1970s and a bunch of BFF plungers.
The weather really didn’t seem to affect them. Though, a little cold water on a winter’s day as a teen was never a big deal.
We salute the fearless plungers of both eras! Recognize any of the guys in this mid-70s RFH Yearbook shot?
— Elaine Van Develde
You’ve seen this crew before — in a different pose.
This 1970s gaggle of guys was always set for a surf, a party, or some sort of mischief. The smiles are telling. There’s nothing like a winter non surf to warm the RFH soul.
So, once again, the Retro Pic of the (George) Day honors friendship and keeping it real, riding with it on a winter’s day at the beach.
Some of these guys are still around and still friends. Recognize those faces?
Cheers!
Thanks, once again, to the fabulous George Day for this snapshot back in RFH time!
What would a string of cheerleading for the team pics be without a cap-off of some special cheerleaders leaving the scene of the cheer?
So, the Retro Pic of the (George) Day is a vision — of those crazy 1970s dudes and their “different” idea of cheering for the team and, well, those outfits.
So, here’s to that big cheer for RFH football, champions and, yes, those cheerleaders of the past.
Now, does anyone know who these guys are and whose skirts they’re sporting here?
Many thanks to the one and only George Day for capturing this gem of a look into the RFH past!
— Elaine Van Develde
Well, the cheering for the RFH Bulldogs’ fourth consecutive state football championship has yet to cease.
And that’s how it goes with those spirited RFH cheers. The people of R-FH land are proud and rightly so.
So, in the interest of equal time and continuing to honor the champs, the Retro Pic of the Day zooms in on a group of real RFH cheerleaders of the past — the late 1970s to be sort of exact.
These are the real deal girls with their genuine purple and white plaid kilt skirts (rather than sister or mother’s clothes), saddle shoes (rather than work boots), and knee socks (in place of long johns, or whatever those things were on the guys). Oh, and the pom-poms and megaphones are authentic. Though the guys we showed you did manage to lift a couple of tools of the cheer trade from the girls, like those sweaters and a pom or two.
So, give this group of cheerleaders a gander. They were considered the coolest of the cool kids. Yup. The outfits and method of cheering have evolved quite a bit since then, but the sentiment is the same.
Go Bulldogs!
Recognize any of these girls? Some are still in the area.
— Elaine Van Develde
When RFH won its fourth consecutive football state championship on Saturday, cheers could be heard for miles around — and days.
In fact, fans and alumnus from all over are still shouting the ol’ “Hey, purple, hey white, you look so good to me … Hey! Hey!” Well, it went something like that back in the 1970s.
And in the 70s there was also a very special group of cheerleaders with a unique twist on a cheer and, of course, those outfits. Never mind the pom-poms and mustaches.
So, the Retro Pic of the Day honors that special cheer that can be heard for miles around led by this special group of RFH Class of ’78 guys.
Recognize any of these special fellas? One or two of them may have actually been at Saturday’s game. Can you hear them now?
— Elaine Van Develde
More than a decade ago, the classmates in the RFH Class of 2006 were the newbies in the hallowed halls — freshmen. Then sophomores. Then juniors … and seniors, graduates and, well, for the past decade, alumnus.
There was a 10-year reunion on Saturday at which these old friends, some who have been buds since kindergarten, got a chance to reminisce about the good, the bad and the sometimes ugly times in their journeys together.
There were those birthday parties with the entire class, cupcakes and messy little mugs. There were those kid sleepovers where there wasn’t much sleep and a lot of pranking. There were field days, class trips, Halloweens, parades, Stokes, proms, summers at the beach, the river, games and graduation and partying. And there were those little things … like shortcut walks to school replete with a trip and fall into the creek or hangin’ a loose with Silvio at Umberto’s after school.
That was then. And now … Well, now those “kids” on their way to their third decade in life, with one solid in adulthood.
They’re hitting 30 soon and making their parents feel pretty old.
So, out of respect for the elders and honoring memories, the Retro Pic(s) of the Day features some of the youngsters of the Class of 2006 with: a peek back to eighth grade and the Knollwood Class of 2002; a glimpse at some freshmen fun hanging out with buds; and a little junior year rewind to a trek into the NYC with a few friends at Christmas time.
Take a look back and recall the days of old with the Class of 2006. Recognize any of these kids?
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