In Memory of....
I was tossing the idea of doing this since we strayed in the crush thread. I think seeing that Russ Dubbs had passed cemented it for me.
After learning of Brian McBride in another thread and Mike Constantinescu a few years ago.
The "Sanctuary" seemed fitting
then there is Mike Bolt, Mike Troisi, Russ Dubbs, Joe Hall, Peggy McCackren, Penny Schwitzer (sp?)...I'm sure there are more
Seeing that picture of Joe brings tears to my eyes. He was really terrific!
Joe and Carlos Soler used to go out on visitation like every weekend with Mr. Deardon. Carlos was in Washington with me in Inter. div. (we were all jealous as kids, 
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definitely funny. We had study hall in Mr. Belicics together and he used to make me laugh so hard. He drew me all kinds of pictures about how he was going to kidnap me from Camp Milton. I still have them to this day. Of course, some of the stuff was pretty vulgar and I would never repeat it. But I loved being around him.
, yes I remember him now. That is really sad. He was such a funny and great guy.... 
I posted a pic of him on here somewhere.
do you have any pics of Joe? I remember his name and know I had classes with him but can't see the face.
His mother came to our graduation. She was so sorry that he had gotten into drugs and expelled from MHS. Me, Maria, Tiy, et al were the best of buds. He used to compose music - many odes to Kim Brassfield.
We loved him, but after all of the rehabs...
He was so talented.
I'm sorry to hear he passed. My last memory of him was in Junior Division,(TMI) we all ran back to our house holding uor breath so we wouldn't get poluted. My father was the last to show up and I remember seeing his face like he was afraid I wouldn't survive.
Sara
Penny Schweitzer is alive and still the same person we all remember. Love her to death.
Sara
I looked up to Rachel MacIvor, I tell my children stories about her and her brother. I'm sorry I did not know of her passing. I knew Scott Barbush had passed and I morned his passing , he was a good friend from Junior Division. I'm sorry to hear about Frannie, she made my stay in Highland bearable. God bless her and all of our fellow Milts who have passed into the next life.
Sara
I remember Mike Bolt well. I had been at Hershey park that Sunday before he died, I believe Tracy, you were there as well. We had a great time full of joy, laughter and many smiles. I also remember being in 8th grade at Catherine hall getting ready to take the 8th grade trip to Gettysburg with Stanbahl when we were given the news about Mike. I was completely crushed because I could understand what happened since I had just s/w him recently. Later it was explained Mike had Marfan's syndrome. I remember most his loving heart and gentle teddy bear hugs. He was a warm smile on a cold day. He was the first person I knew that had died. I took his death pretty bad. That summer when I went up to senior division, my roommate was Georgia. I can remember the entire student home being upset over this loss. He still resides in my heart with fond memories.
Let's not forget another of our contemporaries as we're making a listing of people.
Pam Garrett. Between Pam, Sue Porteous, Karen Givens (and yes our own Amy) I wouldn't have made it through high school!
She passed from us in June of 1995 after a very short battle with HIV. She left a son Curtis, whom Amy might remember at our 5th in '95, who died the following February at age 3 if I recall.
I remember speaking to her last around Christmas of '94 and knew she was hiding something. She didn't sound herself but tried to keep up the positive energy and light that she was. Six months later, as Class Agent, I got the letter in the mail that she died.
We had her family back for our fifth.
In 9/96, Nellie Logan made a beautiful panel for the AIDS Memorial Quilt that is full of MHS memorabilia. My boy at the time and I went down to DC to see its dedication. Look up the Names Project and type in her name and you can see it.
Her death got me involved in the AIDS movement and FINALLY pulled me 100% out of the closet (like THAT was a shock no comments) now I've done everything from run a home for homeless with HIV to major capital fundraising. All thanks to Pam. God bless you my friend ~ I miss ya!
Rest in peace my sister I'll never forget.
And forgot to call Andrea.....when I said something to her last weeekend when she was commenting on how my mother-in-law was working, I said about it being her last treatment and she said "I know, I read it on themilt.com"!!!!!! I'm a bad, bad sister! 
Why do you say this. Come on tell us what you didn't tell someone.
I have to find it out through some silly website.
I think that is why.
Did I tell you that the chick band I played bass in was being looked at by EPIC records before the singer left to Arizona for college?
How come you don't share this kind of thing with your own brother?
I have to find it out through some silly website.
In 1998 I went on a two week tour playing bass for a band called Honey. The other band was called Fold Zandura. The bass player for Fold Zandura was Jerome who now plays for Switchfoot. He is a great guy, very friendly and sincere.
I can't imagine a pain that great. It makes it even harder knowing that it was a pain that my own Aunt had inside of her and felt she had no other way to stop it then by ending her own life!
way that anyone can leave this world.
That is a very good song.
I was wondering if you could do that....thanks for making me cry at work Markus!
It is a very good song, and I do 
it.
I love that song too. So much in fact I had to add it to this page to autoplay.
I saw Scott Barbush's named mentioned a few times. I'm wondering if anyone knew if he had a sister named Heather. Surprisingly, I remember going to Kindergarten with a girl named Heather Barbush when I lived in Harrisburg.
they have a song on their new CD "Oh Gravity" called "Yesterdays"....very appropriate for this thread. Wrenches my heart when I hear it. When I listen to it, it reminds me of my Aunt, who left this world by her own hands far too young!!!!
I still remember the sunday sitting on stage with the choir, when we heard the news of Mike T. passing away. It is funny how the moment has stuck with me for 20 years. I remember the football team signing a football and taking it to him, I remember sitting down in the locker room with Pop Reale and going through the ice water torture.
THIS BREAKS MY HEART READING ALL ABOUT THESE DEATHS... I REMEMBER AT RIDGWAY WITH THE GALLOS.. MIKE USE TO SKI ALL THE TIME IN THE SNOW.. MAKING RAMPS AND JUMPS AND SUCH... .. JUST MAKES U REALIZE HOW MUCH WE TAKE FOR GRANTED AT TIMES...JUST LIVING AND SUCH... TAKE CARE. TODD DAY 91
Just reading the name Mike Bolt has caused a rush of emotion. On the this beautiful sunday afternoon, I am sitting by myself with tears. I remember the day he "fell" like it only happened yesterday. 20 years!
Joe Hall - He, along with Tiy, Marriah, et.al were buddies starting in memorial hall. we all had piano lessons and recitals together. I think he was the first boy I kissed in 5th grade. He would compose a new song everyweek. He would generally dedicate it to Kim Brassfield (just to get her riled - but he just loved her). We were so innocent. Then senior division. He got mixed up with drugs, etc. His mother was devistated. He left/kicked out/who knows. His mother came to visit our senior year around graduation. She spoke about the rehab and the challenges. She talked about we as children being just "happy". I don't know what home he was in senior hall, but as Jack has said bad could be just plain horrible. While he physically passed some years later, we all realized we had lost the talented, gregatious guy a long time before. I still miss him.
Thank you for starting this thread. No one who has lived our lives, our brothers & sisters, should be forgotten.
--Phillipa '89
It's in the 87' Acropolis.
"Michael Joseph Bolt, born February 14, 1970 was a gentle and kind human being. His untimely death on Memorial Day, May 26, 1986 shocked us all.
A member of the class of 1987, he was an active individual with a quick smile. Mick participated in Varsity Basketball and was enrolled in the Food Service Program. A credit to the school family, we dearly miss him."
There are some pictures of him in the 1986 Acropolis. On page 41 bottom right you can see him in the back round in a student home van. And of course on page 75 in the center of the Basketball team photo.
I CAN'T RECALL WHO RODE IN THE VAN WITH ME TO YOUNGSTOWN FOR MIKE'S FUNERAL.
IF ANYONE REMEMBERS THAT RIDE, LET ME KNOW.
BEING A MILT IS BEING ASSURED THAT YOU WILL HAVE LIFELONG BROTHERS AND SISTERS. MIKE WAS MY BROTHER. I REMEMBER US ALWAYS FIGHTING AND 5 MINUTES LATER LAUGHING ABOUT IT. HIS DEATH WAS A SHOCK TO ALL. I REMEMBER EVEN AFTER VISITING HIM IN THE HOSPITAL FOR THAT LAST TIME, THAT THIS COULDN'T BE HAPPENING TO OUR BROTHER. EVEN AT THE FUNERAL HIS FAMILY HAD WANTED EVERYONE TO CELEBRATE HIS LIFE. NOT TO BE SAD, BECAUSE MIKE DIDN'T WANT THAT.
I MISS HIM.
Mike Bolt May 27, 1986 Memorial day
I was there with his g/f Georgia when she found out. No words passed between us, we looked at each other when the nurse walked in, and we knew, Mike was gone. The rest of the night was horrid. The student home and I'm sure Mike's was a mess. The next day, the news spreading, the numbness.
One of my greatest memories of Mike was of his great heart. I recall being very sad and having alot on my mind and Mike was the only one in the whole of a room full of people that recognized it as well as I tried to hide it. He came over and talked to me. To this day I can't recall what I was upset about, but I recall Mike's soft voice and comfort, that of a friend.
There was indeed a dedication in the back of the 86 yearbook to Mike Bolt I believe. I don't have mine handy enough to pull out but perhaps someone else does?
I recall a converstation with Rich after he found out about the cancer. We were on our way to the Med Center. My mom died of cancer and there was alot of it in my family, including an uncle who had leukemia at the age of 5. Long story short I recall Mike's words in that conversation, how readily he accepted what was before him and in his own words how he was not going to live for years with the cancer. It was after my graduation, I was living in LA when I got word about Mike. I remember the last few months I was at MHS during his illness and how much Mike changed, Grew would be a better way of putting it. I had alot of admiration for Mike and his strength.
Scott Barbush 88: Scott was not only my dear dear friend but also my shop mate and so for years we worked alongside each other. The last time I saw him was at the homecoming when he (privately to himself and in his own way) came to say goodbye. I recall Scott holding my oldest son Patrick in his arms as we prepared to get into the car up at Sr. Hall where I was giving him a ride to Founder's Hall. It occurs to me now that was 13 years ago, it doesn't seem like it could have been.
Rachel MacIvor 87: Rachel and I were not always the closest but we did have some commonalities that at times made us alies. We survived some vacations left behind at the milt for one. Times then were not filled with offers of classes or fun times except for the occassional field trip out somewhere most of us where there to hold down the same chores in the barn and kitchens alone. It sort of brought you together too I think that you were there, and without family, while others had somewhere to go. She had fire and she was much loved by her brothers who I know were torn by her sudden death.
Franny Giovannetti 87: The best in both roomate and confidant and friend. A stronghold through the rough times during a brief stint with the Shriners.
Matt Testerman 87: another print shopmate and yes, at one time a close friend. Though friendships sometimes are meant for a certain time in our lives and fade to the backgrounds I don't think the shared memories ever do. Matt passed away about 14 years ago. Indeed, he was the first of 3 from our print shop group that passed on.
Pat,
Rest in peace
Patrick G. Henricks
April 11, 1962 - July 2, 2007
Patrick G. Henricks, age 45 of Whitmire Avenue, Butler, Pennsylvania, died Monday, July 2, 2007 at 11:20 p.m.
Born April 11, 1962 in Butler, Pennsylvania he was the son of Patricia Mae Walsh Henricks and the late Joseph Eugene Henricks.
Patrick graduated from high school from the Milton Hershey School. He graduated from the University of Pittsburgh, earning his bachelors degree in Computer Science; he was certified with a BS Degree in accounting from the Robert Morris University and earned his E.M.B.A. degree from the University of Pittsburgh. Patrick was a commercial loan officer for various financial institutions until his illness. He was a member of St. Paul Roman Catholic Church. Patrick served on the Downtown Butler Revitalization Committee and the United Way Citizens Review Committee. He loved walking and running he was an avid learner; he had a great passion for music. He also enjoyed Pirate baseball and golfing. He was an actively involved member of the Milton Hershey Alumni Association. Patrick was also a volunteer for the St. Vincent DePaul food cupboard.
Patrick is survived by his son, Tyler Evan Henricks and his daughter, Amanda Nicole Henricks both of Butler, Pennsylvania; his mother, Patricia M. Henricks of Butler, Pennsylvania; six brothers, David M. Henricks of Kennewick, Washington, William J. Henricks of Butler, Pennsylvania, Joseph A. Henricks of Butler, Pennsylvania, Vincent P. Henricks of Picayune, Mississippi, Thomas M. Henricks of Slippery Rock, Pennsylvania, John E. Henricks of Karns City, Pennsylvania; four sisters, Kathleen A. Coradi of Renfrew, Pennsylvania, Margaret M. Henricks of Evans City, Pennsylvania, Mary T. Collins of Butler, Pennsylvania, Nancy J. Oesterling of Butler, Pennsylvania; fourteen nieces and six nephews, numerous great-nieces and nephews, and also aunts, uncles and cousins.
Patrick was preceded in death by his father.
Friends will be received at the Thompson-Miller Funeral Home, Inc., 124 East North Street, Butler, Pennsylvania on Friday, July 6, 2007 from 2 to 4 and 7 to 9 p.m.
A Funeral Mass will be held at the St. Fidelis Catholic Church, Meridian on Saturday, July 7, 2007 at 11:00 A.M. with Father James Murphy of St. Fidelis Catholic Church officiating. Interment will follow in Calvary Cemetery.
In lieu of flowers, memorial donation can be made to the Tyler and Amanda Henricks Trust Fund, First Commonwealth Bank, 100 South Main Street, Butler, Pennsylvania 16001.
Members of St Fidelis Catholic Church will hold a prayer service Friday July 6,2007 at 3:00 P.M. at the Funeral Home.
Lannette also after Mike's passing. I didn't know her closely but Spanky would be Chris McAndrews. I seemt oremmeber them hooking up now that it was mentioned they are married now.
I remember Mike's death too...and Lanette too. She is married and was pregnant the last time I saw her...which was homecoming 2 years ago...she is still beautiful. She married a milt...and for the life of me I can't think of his name...we called him spanky.
be the case with Russ, but I didn't know that for sure so I didn't want to say that without really knowing. I worked in a hospital for 7 years...and I agree dialysis is no way to have to live...
The saddest part is that when we self medicate to kill the pain...too many times we don't stop to think about the fact that not only are we killing the pain...we're killing ourselves in the process.
I knew someone would know his name if I said that...I could not think of it to save my life.
I remember Mike's death too...and Lanette too. She is married and was pregnant the last time I saw her...which was homecoming 2 years ago...she is still beautiful. She married a milt...and for the life of me I can't think of his name...we called him spanky.
Lanette is married to Chris McAndrews...made me laugh to remember that we called him Spanky tho.
From the info that I was given thru friends. Russ had a major drinking problem that attributed to kidney failure. He ended up on Dialysis and died from the complications. (I worked with dialysis patients for a few years, it is no fun at all being hooked to a machine for 4hrs at a time, 3 days a week for the rest of your life)
I might be pretty embarrassed by things I've written in some of those yearbooks, but it is fun to look back and read them...and just remember a seemingly simpler time when all we worried about was having fun with our friends. They we're definitely some good ole days. I still smile when I think about it. And you know even when I was in trouble...and I got myself into plenty of that...looking back now, even that makes me smile about the dumb stuff I said and did. None of it really bad, but enough to get me into trouble...me and my big mouth...
I love my yearbooks. If not for them I would have forgotten all kinds of things. At one point I thought about scanning some of the notes and letters in, but I quickly changed my mind. Man we were N-A-S-T-Y!! It makes me blush when I read it!! I would hate to embarrass anyone with the stuff that they wrote. To be completely honest I would hate for someone to embarass me with the stuff I wrote!!
..it's funny that every year at Yearbook time. My kids go through and read mine...then they laugh because it is so cheesy. So I remind them that ours cost about $2 while theirs are $60. And other than the lack of color...ours aren't too bad in comparison.
Anytime I heard of anything or anyone I immediately went to my yearbooks and looked up their picture. I always got a sick feeling in my stomach. Especially when I heard about Tim.
even though I've kept in contact with a few people on a regular basis..there is still much that you don't find out...and even when you do, you're not sure if it's factual. And even though we're not kids anymore...there is still that bond that we hold so close to us. And it feels as though those relationships were just yesterday and not 18 years ago.
I hate that. All these years to not have any contact with anyone and then to hear that someone has passed away, it just shocks me. You just assume or hope I guess that everyone is alive and well.
he forwarded the obituary to me...it didn't really say, but it did say that instead of flowers that donations could be made to a kidney foundation...so I just thought it was something to do with that. I don't really know and I hate to make assumptions about that kind of thing.
Now, I remember Russ. Do you know how he died?
He was in our class. It wasn't too long ago that he passed away. He used to hang out down at the pond.
I remember Mike's death too...and Lanette too. She is married and was pregnant the last time I saw her...which was homecoming 2 years ago...she is still beautiful. She married a milt...and for the life of me I can't think of his name...we called him spanky.
I knew about Tim, Joe, I went to Mike Bolt's funeral. He was the sweetest person. Of course, who could forget Mike Troisi. I don't think I have any memory of him that Lanette is not in. When I see his face, I see hers. I remember her after he died, it was horrible.
Heather: Russ who? I don't think I know who that is?
He made my insides melt. If I remember correctly we heard about his suicide at our Senior Christmas Dance. All I can really remember was talking to Gordy about it that night. I can't even remeber how we found out. If anyone knows more about this let me know. That was a pretty messed up night for me anyway.