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John V. Willenborg, Longtime Montauker

John V. Willenborg, Longtime Montauker

Aug. 5, 1942 - Aug. 28, 2017
By
Star Staff

John Victor Willenborg of Vero Beach, Fla., who as a year-round resident of Montauk had helped spearhead the drive to build a new building for the growing congregation of St. Therese of Lisieux Catholic Church, died on Aug. 28 at the Palm Garden Health and Rehabilitation Center in Vero Beach, three weeks after his 75th birthday. He had been in declining health in recent months and died in his sleep, a member of his family said. 

Mr. Willenborg and his family began summering in Montauk in the 1970s, eventually settling year round in a house on Davis Drive. He was a Eucharistic minister at St. Therese as well as a reader. He also was a member of the Montauk Lions Club. 

Christopher J. Willenborg of Southwick, Mass., said his father loved playing tennis and that the family had a court of their own on Davis Drive. He enjoyed long walks on the beaches near Hither Hills, particularly at night when he could stargaze. He also played pool and collected stamps and coins.

He was born in Jersey City on Aug. 5, 1942, to John Willenborg and the former Victoria Maennlle, and grew up in Leonia, N.J. He attended Fairfield University, but eventually  joined the family business, C&J Willenborg, a food importer. 

He married Christa Paon, and in addition to their son, they had a daughter, Dr. Laura Walsh, now of Stafford, Va. The young family lived first in Hoboken, N.J., and then in Ramsey, N.J., before coming to Montauk. Mr. Willenborg, who had also lived in Upper Saddle River, N.J., sold his share of the family business in the mid-1980s, buying the property on Davis Drive. 

The couple loved traveling and went on trips to Europe, Israel, Egypt, and the Caribbean. He continued his world travels after their divorce, adding Japan and Korea to his itinerary. 

Mr. Willenborg’s children survive, as does his former wife, who lives in Montauk, five grandchildren, and two sisters, Gerda Della Valle of Vero Beach and Joan Cosgrove of Mahwah, N.J. He also is survived by a close friend, Suki Willenborg of Japan.

 He had moved to Florida, and the family suggested contributions in his memory to the Fort Pierce Lions Club, P.O. 1052, Fort Pierce, Fla. 34954-1052.

A private graveside service will be held on Sept. 30 at the Maryrest Cemetery in Mahwah.

Vincent Longo, Artist and Teacher

Vincent Longo, Artist and Teacher

Feb. 15, 1923 - Sept. 04, 2017
By
Star Staff

Vincent Longo, whose distinguished career as a painter and printmaker spanned more than six decades and whose influence as a teacher was felt by three generations of artists, died at home in Amagansett on Sept. 4 with his wife, Kate Davis, at his side. He was 94 and had had cancer for 18 months.

Although he came of age as a member of the New York School, from the beginning and throughout his career his work remained resolutely his own. It was rooted in geometry, a deep understanding of the effects of color, and boundless curiosity about the art and philosophy of other cultures as well as his own.

 The Buddhist mandala and Hindu yantra were recurring motifs in his work, less for their symbolism, he said, than for their simple renewal of archetypal forms, which he believed had a bearing on contemporary discourse. 

In 1957, Mr. Longo was hired to teach at Bennington College, where he remained for 10 years. Among his colleagues were the color field painters Kenneth Noland, Jules Olitski, and Paul Feeley, as well as the influential critic Clement Greenberg. He taught from 1967 to 2001 at Hunter College, where he was named the first Phyllis and Joseph Caroff Chair of Fine Arts.

The artist Sanford Wurmfeld, one of Mr. Longo’s closest friends and for many years a colleague at Hunter College, said, “Though his formal education ended with a certificate from Cooper Union and a year at the Brooklyn Museum School, he made himself with his remarkable innate intelligence and avid literacy into one of the most perceptive and well-informed artists of his generation.”

Janet Goleas, an artist, curator, and critic, met Mr. Longo during his exhibition at Eric Firestone Gallery in East Hampton. “I was stunned when I walked into his studio — it was so electric. Color relationships so vivid they took your breath away. He was the real thing: a wonderful, devoted artist,” she said.

He was born in Manhattan on Feb. 15, 1923, to Salvatore Longo and the former Margaritta Stigliano. Orphaned at the age of 2, he and his brother, Frank, were sent to St. Agatha’s Home for Children in Nanuet, N.Y., where they lived for 12 years. The property was fenced in, and trips to the world outside were rare, he once said. 

His wife, who grew up in Rockland County, actually had a summer job at St. Agatha’s many decades later. “When I met Vinnie as a graduate student at Hunter, and he told me he grew up there, it sparked a connection, a recognition,” she said. Ms. Davis is also an artist.

He and his brother eventually went to live with an aunt in Brooklyn, and Mr. Longo studied commercial art at Textile High School in Manhattan before attending Cooper Union and the Brooklyn Museum Art School, where he studied with Max Beckmann and Ben Shahn. He had his first solo exhibition at the museum in 1953.

Since then, his work has been exhibited continuously. It is in dozens of public collections, among them the Metropolitan Museum of Art, the Museum of Modern Art, the Guggenheim Museum, the Boston Museum of Fine Arts, and the Philadelphia Museum of Art. A retrospective of his prints was held at the Corcoran Gallery of Art in Washington, D.C., and the Detroit Institute of Art. He was also a member of the National Academy

Highly respected as an artist and teacher, news of his death brought many testimonials. Thornton Willis, a fellow abstract painter, called Mr. Longo “one of the kindest and most generous men I have ever known. . . . We traded paintings, and I am so very grateful to have something so beautiful by him. Looking at his strong work, you can feel the love and compassion, the humanity of the man.”

Christine Schiulli, an artist who works in New York and Amagansett, said, “This is such sad news. Vinnie was my professor at Hunter and a really dear person to me.”

For many years, Mr. Longo avoided East Hampton because it was, in his words, an artists’ hangout. He first visited in 1971, soon after he met Ms. Davis. They rented a house and studio on Copeces Lane in Springs for many summers until, in 1988, they bought their house on Windmill Lane in Amagansett. When he was sick, he told friends he was very happy being here. He did not want to go into a nursing home to die, Ms. Davis said.

 In addition to Ms. Davis, whom he married in 1972, he is survived by two sons, Matthew Longo of Cambridge, Mass., and Jason Longo of Duxbury, Vt., from a previous marriage to Pat Adams, who also survives, and three grandchildren.

A memorial service will be held at a time and place to be announced.

Francis Wyss, 93

Francis Wyss, 93

By
Star Staff

Francis H. Wyss, formerly of East Hampton, died on Saturday at the Orchard Nursing Home in Granville, N.Y. He was 93 and had been in deteriorating health for several years.

In World War II, from 1943 to 1945, Mr. Wyss, whom friends called Frank, served with distinction in northern France, the Ardennes, the Rhineland, and Central Europe. His family wrote that “because of his heroic service, he was awarded the American Theater Ribbon, the European-African-Middle Eastern Campaign Medal with four Bronze Stars, the Good Conduct Medal, and the World War II Victory Medal.”

He was born in Brooklyn, one of four children of the former Theresa Zihlar and Joseph Wyss. The family moved to Deer Park, where he grew up and went to school. After returning from the war, Mr. Wyss worked as a driver for Duggan’s Bed Company and later for Joe’s Excavating Company, which was founded by his brother, Joe Wyss.

Mr. Wyss was married first to the former Mary Traffica, with whom he had one son. She died in 1974. In 1976 he married the former Ethel Grover Mullen of East Hampton. They lived in the house she had built here in 1954, where he enjoyed gardening. 

He continued working for his brother into his 70s. Even at 86, he was still working, as a part-time custodian for East Hampton High School, “just to keep himself busy,” his family wrote. He was a member of the congregation of St. Luke’s Episcopal Church in East Hampton, and a lifetime member of the Veterans of Foreign Wars.

Mr. Wyss and his wife made many happy trips in their motor coach, traveling through more than a dozen states before 2001, when she died. In 2013, he moved to Hudson Falls to be closer to his stepchildren. When he was 91, they said, he traveled to the island of Jamaica to be at a grandson’s wedding. 

He and his son, James Wyss, went to the races often in Saratoga Springs, N.Y. “Frank was a generous, gentle man, never raising his voice to anyone, and he would give the shirt off his back to anyone in need,” said his children.

His bother died before him, as did his sister Theresa Wood. In addition to his son, who lives in Saratoga, and his stepchildren, John Mullen of Lufkin, Tex., Phillip Mullen Sr. of Hyattsville, Md., Edward Mullen, and Patricia Boucher, both of Hudson Falls, he leaves another sister, Marie Trabona of Deer Park. Eighteen grandchildren, 22 great-grandchildren, and 4 great-great-grandchildren survive as well.

The family will receive visitors today from 7 to 9:30 p.m. at the Mangano Funeral Home, 1701 Deer Park Avenue in Deer Park. There will be a short funeral service there tomorrow at 11 a.m., followed by burial with military honors at Calverton National Cemetery in Wading River. Donations have been suggested to the Cerebral Palsy Foundation, 3 Columbus Circle, 16th Floor, New York 10019, or online at yourcpf.org. Condolences can be left at manganofh.com or carletonfuneralhome.net.

For Eleanor Dordelman

For Eleanor Dordelman

By
Star Staff

A graveside service for Eleanor Belle Dordelman, a native of Amagansett who died on June 20 in Palm Bay, Fla., will take place on Wednesday at 11 a.m. at Cedar Lawn Cemetery in East Hampton, the Rev. Scot McCachren officiating. The name of the cemetery was incorrect in an obituary last week.

Patricia Holmes-Mackay

Patricia Holmes-Mackay

Oct. 28, 1966 - Aug. 12, 2017
By
Star Staff

Patricia Elizabeth Holmes-Mackay died on Aug. 12 at Mount Sinai Hospital in New York City of liver disease, the culmination of lifelong health problems. She was 50 years old.

Known as Trisha, Ms. Holmes-Mackay was a registered nurse who specialized in oncology, one of the very few certified in that medical specialty. She also used her nursing expertise as a consultant to law firms in wrongful death cases.

  Ms. Holmes-Mackay received a bachelor of science in nursing and a registered nursing degree at Mount Saint Mary College in Newburgh, N.Y. She worked at Boston Children’s Hospital from 1988 to 1992, at North Shore University Hospital in Manhasset from 1992 to 2004, and at Huntington Hospital the following year.

She was born on Oct. 28, 1966, in Southampton, the only child of the former Elizabeth Moses and Joseph Holmes of East Hampton, and grew up on Dayton Lane. Both parents died before her. She graduated from East Hampton High School before pursuing a nursing career. 

On April 20, 1996, she and Daniel P. Mackay of Farmingville were married at the Bridgehampton Community House, where a memorial will be held at her request on her birthday, Oct. 28, from 1 to 3 p.m. Her ashes will be dispersed at the Grand Wailea Resort in Maui, Hawaii.

In addition to her former husband, their daughter, Chloe Rose of East Moriches, whom she called My Sunshine, survives. The family has suggested donations for Chloe’s education to a gofundme account, found by searching “Chloe Mackay’ or “Trisha Mackay” at gofundme.com.

Bonnie Reiss, Education Philanthropist

Bonnie Reiss, Education Philanthropist

June 25, 1945 - Sept. 04, 2017
By
Star Staff

Bonnie Feldman Reiss, who helped numerous students go to college through the Reiss Family Scholarship Fund, died at her New York City apartment on Monday at the age of 72. She had spent the final weeks of her life at the house she built on Apaquogue Road in East Hampton, which she loved. Her family said the cause of death was pancreatic cancer.

Ms. Reiss graduated from the Garden School and from New York University and the N.Y.U. School of Law, where she became vice chairwoman of the board of trustees. She worked as a lawyer in New York City for more than a decade, representing the Federal Trade Commission, Macmillan Publishers, and J.C. Penny, before she chose to concentrate on being a parent and doing educational and charitable work.

In East Hampton, she was a member of the board of directors of Guild Hall.  She also was on the board of the Big Apple Circus and Midori and Friends, a music education program. She had been active in the Parents Association of the Brearley School in New York City.

Ms. Reiss was born on June 25, 1945, in Forest Hills to Herman Feldman and the former Helen Segal. She met Rick Reiss, who was to be her husband for 48 years, at law school. They were married on May 25, 1969.

With her husband, she founded the Reiss Family Scholarship Fund, which now supports eight Dartmouth College students each year, two undergraduates at Harvard University, and three law students at N.Y.U. She endowed the Bonnie and Richard Reiss Chair in Constitutional Law at the N.Y.U. School of Law and a series on constitutional law at the New York Historical Society. 

In 2015, she was honored by Prep for Prep for her support of its efforts to identify and prepare minority students to excel amid the rigors of New York City private schools.

Ms. Reiss’s family said that she possessed a love of art, design, and architecture, which showed in her collection of photography and contemporary art, as well as in her grandchildren’s tree house. They said her life was one of contribution, commitment, and caring.

Ms. Reiss is survived by her husband and her children, Lauren Reiss Frank and Michael Reiss, both of New York City, and three grandchildren. Rabbi Joshua Davidson led a service for her at Temple Emanu-El in Manhattan yesterday.

Donations in Ms. Reiss’s memory have been suggested to Cycle for Survival, Team Reiss Pieces, care of Memorial Sloan-Kettering Cancer Center, 1275 York Avenue, New York 10065.

For Cheryl Lewis

For Cheryl Lewis

By
Star Staff

A funeral for Cheryl O. Lewis of Three Mile Harbor Road in East Hampton, who died on Sept. 3 at Southampton Hospital, will be held on Saturday at 1 p.m. at the Calvary Baptist Church in East Hampton. 

An obituary for Ms. Lewis, who was 68, will appear in a future issue.

For Christopher Holden

For Christopher Holden

By
Star Staff

There will be a celebration of the life of Christopher Holden at the Shagwong Tavern in Montauk on Saturday from 2 to 4 p.m. Mr. Holden died of a heart attack at home in Montauk on May 11. He was 58.

Barbara Jordan

Barbara Jordan

By
Star Staff

Barbara Jordan of East Hampton died on Sept. 5 at San Simeon by the Sound nursing home in Greenport. She was 82. 

Although a date has not yet been set for a memorial, it will be held at the East Hampton Methodist Church, where Ms. Jordan was a member. An obituary will appear in a future issue.

Simone V. Marshall, 93

Simone V. Marshall, 93

By
Star Staff

Simone V. Marshall, who was brought up in Paris but came to the United States to train and work as a psychoanalyst, died at home in Springs on Aug. 22 after a long illness. She was 93. 

 

It was her abiding interest in human psychology that led her from France to Columbia University, where she met her future husband, Robert J. Marshall, whom she called Bob. 

“After World War II, mired in the dank archives of Parisian libraries, translating U.S. Army Jeep manuals into French,” she wrote in an autobiographical essay to be published in Psychoanalytic Inquiry, a professional journal, “I dreamed of being a psychotherapist. When I graduated to translating American psychological journals, I fantasized [about] being a psychoanalyst.”

She was at the Sorbonne in the early 1950s when she spotted a poster describing a Fulbright Scholarship to pursue a doctorate in clinical psychology in the States; she applied, won, and soon found herself sailing on the Ile de France for New York City and Teachers College, Columbia. It was there that she met Mr. Marshall, who remembers her in those first encounters as a glamorous figure surrounded by suitors (“a queen bee swarmed by workers”).

Ms. Marshall, whose maiden name was Verniere, wrote in the aforementioned essay that she was eventually, through her own analysis, able to identify her father’s experiences in World War I as the source of her ambition to work in the field. Urbain Verniere had manned a cannon for four years at Verdun, and suffered severe depression as a survivor of that war.

While working on her doctorate, Ms. Marshall supported herself by teaching French and appearing on a variety of radio programs, including “Name That Tune,” on which she earned the impressive sum of $500. With her future husband and a band of friends she spent one memorable summer traveling cross-country in a DeSoto convertible. Simone and Bob were married in the autumn of 1953, over the objections of her father back in France.

While writing her dissertation, Ms. Marshall worked as a child therapist, but then Mr. Marshall, facing the prospect of draft during the Korean War, entered training as an Army medical officer at Letterman Hospital in San Francisco. Their daughter Gabrielle, named after her French grandmother, was born a short while before Mr. Marshall was posted to work at Fort Dix, N.J., where he became chief psychologist.

While living at Fort Dix, and completing the dissertation (“Personality Correlates of Peptic Ulcer Patients”), Ms. Marshall found a job at New Lisbon, an institution for mentally disabled adults, and then at a clinic at Rutgers University. Although she disliked the military in general, she found there were perks to life with the Army, including medical services, affordable groceries at the P.X. — and dirt-cheap flights to France, where Ms. Marshall reconciled with her parents during a vacation with baby Gaby in arms.

Finally, in 1959, as Ms. Marshall wrote, she “was ready to storm the portals of psychoanalysis,” armed with her Ph.D. as well as an M.A. in developmental psychology. 

The family settled in Westchester County, buying a house on a G.I. loan, and she became a school psychologist in Ossining for a time. The Marshalls’ second child, Annette, was born in this period. After further training at the White Institute, Ms. Marshall worked for a time with a group practice in Yorktown Heights, then launched a home-based practice in Croton-on-Hudson. 

The Marshalls’ house overlooking the Hudson was also the scene of many large parties, for the Fourth of July, New Year’s Eve, birthdays, and anniversaries. “We held hilarious themed costume parties and an uproarious event where people were requested to tell one eighth-grade joke and two fourth-grade jokes,” Ms. Marshall wrote.

It was the era of feminism and “consciousness raising,”and she began running a free women’s therapy group out of her living room. It evolved into the Croton-Cortland Women’s Center, which became a force for change in the community, advocating for equality in school sports and math and science education for girls, among other things.

It was when Gaby and Annette were in college that the Marshalls began to consider moving back down to Manhattan. The move to the city coincided with the beginning of a protracted search for a place to build a second home. After 15 years of seeking just the right weekend property, they settled on East Hampton and a lot in Springs overlooking Gardiner’s Bay, where they built a house with a view in the early 1980s. The choice was made not just because of the proximity of colleagues and friends from the psychoanalysis field but because Annette Marshall, now Annette Franey, had married and was raising a family here.

Annette Franey, a physical therapist in East Hampton, and Gabrielle Marshall-Salomon, a psychiatrist in Summit, N.J., survive, as does their father, Robert Marshall.

Ms. Marshall continued her practice, working from and running group-therapy session in an office on the Upper West Side, but in recent years, as she and her husband began spending more and more time on the East End, she let her professional schedule dwindle. 

Most recently, more time was spent with grandchildren (of which there are three), organizing photo albums, and planning the couple’s next vacation. She wrote about her long and unusual life, and described bidding goodbye to old patients after so many years, and facing her own aging, like this:

“I shed a few tears and in the words of Edith Piaf, ‘Je ne regrette rien.’ There is an enhanced sense of ease, curiosity, puzzlement, but with an odd mixture of my old emotional companions — insecurity and accomplishment. And this is where I must say, ‘Au revoir.’ ”