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In MemoriamDr. Francoise Dumanoir, Mme. Karen Rothman-Fried, Ellen (Hill) Simon ('72), Jeremy Yates ('74/'75), Diery Cissé ('96)(Click on the "related link" below for a full list of Lycee alumni and staff who are deceased, to our knowledge.) ● Dr. Francoise Dumanoir (prof de sciences nat., 1964-68): Francis Dumanoir ('69) informed us that his mother, Dr. Francoise Dumanoir "passed away on June 28, 2008 in Marciac (Gers) France. She was 87. She taught Science Nat. at the Lycee from 1964 to 1968. She and my Dad moved back to France in 1981. My Dad retired from Schlumberger but my mother actually opened a Dr's practice in Paris at which she worked till 1991. My Dad is still alive but has been in an Alzheimer's ward for the past three years in a rest home in Marciac. He just turned 87 in September." ................................................. ● Karen Rothman-Fried (prof. d'anglais, classes primaires): As reported in the Brooklyn Daily Eagle, Noevember 22, 2008: "BROOKLYN HEIGHTS — Karen Rothman-Fried, a resident of Brooklyn Heights, passed away tragically Sunday [November 16, 2008] at the age of 36. Ms. Fried, a third-grade teacher at Public School 321 in Park Slope, Brooklyn, died of a brain aneurysm while dining at a restaurant with her husband, Andrew Harris Fried. Sadly, Ms. Rothman-Fried was six months pregnant. Her son was delivered by emergency caesarian section, but died in his father’s arms two hours later. Ms. Rothman-Fried received her Master of Science in Elementary Education and Post Master of Science in Reading from Bank Street College of Education. She taught second grade at the Special Music School of America as well as second grade at the Lycee Francais de New York before coming to P.S. 321 in 2007. “She was a teacher who cared tremendously about each child in her class,” said Elizabeth Phillips, principal of P.S. 321. “She wanted to do her best for her kids; she worked very hard at that. She took work home, and she was always thinking and planning how to do the best possible job she could. “She had just written report card narratives for most of the kids. Reading them, you can see how well she knew her students, how dedicated to moving them forward. I gathered the kids together to talk about this tragedy, and they spoke about their memories of Karen. One child talked about how much he loved learning French from her. There were 23 kids; we went around the room, and each spoke something in French they learned from her. It was very moving. It’s something that will stay with them forever. “We’re all going to miss her tremendously,” Ms. Phillips said. “It was so sudden, so shocking. She was so happy; this was an incredibly happy time of her life. She shared that with her colleagues and with me It’s clear she was in a great place.” Karen and her husband Andrew were married in August at the Prospect Park Boathouse. Besides her husband, Karen is survived by parents Diana and Ronald Rothman, brother and sister-in-law Jeffrey and Laurie Rothman, brother-in-law Jonathan Fried and sister-in-law Sharon Greenberger, parents-in-law Janice M. Cimberg, Bernard J. Fried and Nina Gershon, nephews Noam, Tal, Zev and nieces Madelyn and Josie, and aunts, uncles and cousins." (http://www.brooklyneagle.com/categories/category.php?category_id=24&id=24681) ................................................. ● Jennifer Simon ('98) informed us her mother, Ellen (Hill) Simon ('72) passed away in July 2008. ................................................. Diery Cissé ('96) Gérard Honig ('96) shared this sad news with us: "Diery Cissé, who attended LFNY with my sister Sylvie ('97) and me for several years through the mid-nineties, died of natural causes in his adopted home city of Rio de Janeiro on Monday, January 26th, 2009 at the age of thirty-four. Diery was a talented graphic artist and designer with great passion for art, music, fashion, language, dance, martial arts and life in general. Diery will be remembered by all those who knew him across the world for his great generosity of spirit and for his remarkable creativity." ................................................. ● Jeremy Yates, LFNY ’74/’75 (1956-2008) "Jeremy Yates' life, like every life, was a huge journey, full of struggle and frustration, bad times as well as good. An inveterate participant in and observer of urban life, he touched many lonely people. Jeremy loved all things French and cherished his connection to the Lycée community, especially the welcoming kindness of the Alumni Association (AALFNY) and the enduring friendship of two of its leaders, Alessandra Gagliardi '86 and Micheline Dugué '87. Most recently he was active at Fountain House, in Manhattan, a club house and rehabilitation center for the mentally ill run by the members for its members. He was loved by many, but never had the satisfaction of having a family of his own. His was a quest to understand the mysteries of life and existence and to explain the meaning of his place in the universe. “We are interdependent in an interdependent world.” Jeremy died peacefully of pulmonary complications on July 3rd in Nyack, New York. He is survived by his mother, Mrs. Marguerite Tabor Yates of New York, and alumni brothers and sisters, John ’70 and Christopher ’73 Yates of Massachusetts, Marguerite Yates Chaffetz ‘71 of Paris and Natalie Yates Cacciato ’78 of New York, as well as his nephew, a student in Grande Section. His family believes it was fitting for Jeremy’s spirit to be released from his earthly body in time for Independence Day. A memorial service to “Celebrate Jeremy’s Life and Adventures” was held in the garden of Fountain House Clubhouse on Saturday July 19. The Lycée community was well-represented— especially on a summer weekend in New York. Among others, Georges Foy (’70), Alex Gagliardi (’86) and Vilma Gagliardi (Parent), Rafael Rodriguez (’71), Richard Dumas (’73), François Gendron (’73), Alexandra Lichine (’75), Gloria Tulliu (’73), Micheline Dugué ('87) & Dan Kaufmann, Sara Nicoll Marks (Parent) for Eric Gotthelf (’75), Dr. Van Madison Brown (’73) and his wife, and two current students in Maternelle (LFNY class of 2021) and their parents joined the Yates family and friends for the service which featured “A Tapestry of Jeremy’s Spiritual Life and Roots” and the song “Entre les Etoiles” by Soeur Sourire sung together in French by a substantial number of the attendees. For a taste of Jeremy’s Life and Adventures, please scroll for the remembrances. To peek at the Tapestry, please click on the PDF file of the Program. The Yates family is deeply moved by the outpouring of support and would like to thank the Alumni Council and members of the Alumni Association (AALFNY) and Roger Liwer (‘68) its webmaster, the Lycée’s Board of Trustees and Elsa Berry (’74) its chair, the former classmates of Jeremy and his siblings, and all the family and friends for sending emails, calls, cards, notes, flowers, attending the memorial service, and making gifts in Jeremy’s honor." ----------------------------------REMEMBRANCES----------------------------- From John (Jonathan) Yates: The first thought that comes to my mind is of how Jeremy instigated and encourage me to move beyond [my girlfriend of the time] and to use the personal ads to get dates. It was while living with Jeremy and with his editing help that I drafted the ad that ended up in Boston Magazine. Without that encouragement I undoubtedly never would have met [my wife] Ellen. I would like to spin that anecdote into a reflection on Jeremy's eternal interest in helping others to solve issues in their lives. From Marguey Yates: Jeremy certainly cared for all the street people and mentally challenged patients whose paths he crossed. Despite his terrible loneliness, he had lots of sympathy for others. In New Hampshire he regularly let friends and acquaintances live on his couch. He was not very materialist and always wanted to share what little he had, for example by buying coffee for friends, sending them Christmas cards, bringing them souvenirs from his infrequent trips, or sharing his cigarettes. He liked to lighten others' day with a joke, and I don't recall his ever telling a joke or a story at someone else's expense. I think I told you that on Saturday before Jeremy died, a woman called up to ask how he was. She presented herself as Miriam from Congo Kinshasa. She knew Jeremy during the 9 month period he lived in France and told me how wonderfully supportive and sensitive he had been when she found out that her parents had been massacred. (Click on PDF file link, above, to see Marguey Yates' “Excerpts of Jeremy’s Writings” from the Memorial Service Program.) From Christopher Yates: "Notes for Jeremy" Jeremy never accepted the mediocre or humdrum. He showed me how to stay at a posh ski resort, Gstaad in Switzerland, without booking a hotel room. He simply asked his classmate, who happened to be building a chalet on the ski slope, if it had been issued an occupancy permit yet. And so I was welcomed. I enjoyed ten days of skiing and was cozy and dry at night. Dry as in NO running water, and NO melting snow. Great for a teenage ski bum like myself. Jeremy knew how to travel in style. "Since half the fun is getting there, be sure to make the most of it," he would say. Leaving Gstaad, I could have had another bland train ride. But Jeremy knew of something better, something truly unforgettable: a single narrow gauge track that traverses the mountains above Gstaad. In wintertime, with just the right amount of a new fallen snow the pass remains open and the mountain landscape is a picture book come alive. Jeremy convinced me to seize the day. It couldn’t have been a more perfect view. When summer arrived, he said to me "It would be nice to be in a place where they speak English for a while." "We'll need to take the boat train or perhaps the ferry to England." I replied. But Jeremy would not settle for the mundane. "Have you been on a hovercraft?" he asked me. So off to London we went, straight from the Pas de Calais to Dover. No seasickness, no altitude blues, and no rumble or clickity-clack. We stepped inside and relaxed in comfortable armchairs. And in less than 30 minutes we were walking on the distant shore. Once in England, Jeremy made a beeline for Carnaby Street in London. His Dad had ordered overcoats for his older brothers including myself the previous year. But Jeremy knew that Carnaby Street was the fountainhead of outlandish fashion, and nothing that might suit Lieutenant Bonaparte or Doctor Watson would do. Instead, he chose a full length Moroccan cape in bright purple with silver trim. And for me, he found a similar, although somewhat heavier cape in royal blue with white trim. Soon it was time to stroll through Trafalgar Square and along the Thames Embankment. We certainly caught some stares, and true to form, we met some girls our age enjoying the evening air. The capes were great, even if it was summer! (Click on the link above, "Travels with Jeremy", for pictures that Chris published to illustrate this text) _______________________ I am so very sorry to hear about your loss. I only knew Jeremy from the times he attended our AALFNY meetings in Robert's office, in NYC, but he always struck me as a thoughtful person with a very kind heart, and who wouldn't hurt a fly. I know you've been watching over him all these years, and there must be a very deep emptiness now that he is gone. My heart is with you and your family. I will definitely, and immediately, send out a notice to all his classmates of the class years '74 and '75. --Roger Liwer _______________________ Your announcement was so lovely and perfect. It reminded me of Jeremy’s unique business card. He was always very interested in so many things, especially music, about which we spoke on several occasions. He was also one of the few people I have met with not an ounce of malice or deceit. That's a pretty rare quality. --Alessandra Gagliardi _______________________ I have just received the news about Jeremy and am truly sorry: my dearest condolences to all of you. I hope he passed away in peace, the same he always demonstrated to all of us. Hugs. -- Andrea Migliuolo _______________________ Cher Roger, n'ayant pas eu l'honneur de connaître la famille Yates, veuillez quand même leur faire part du fait que je partage leur peine ainsi que de mes plus sincères condoléances. Bien à vous. -- Emmanuelle STANEK _______________________ Your message is beautiful. I am so sorry for your loss. I spoke with your brother just a couple of years ago both at our class reunion, (at Elie's), and at a Lycee drinks party some months later. I wish you and your family comfort and peace at this very very sad time. My best and warmest wishes, -- Alexandra Lichine _______________________ The mention in the alumni e-mail captured Jeremy nicely. I have many fond memories growing up with Jeremy, he was a certainly a good and true friend and very kind. Growing up together, I always thought he was remarkably creative and brilliant in his way and admired his excitement about everything that interested him. I am very glad to have been able to reconnect with him, if only briefly, and thank you for facilitating this. -- Eric Gotthelf _______________________ Hello Roger, Merci pour l’info. Je suis très peinée car c’était un bon copain. Que son âme repose -enfin- en Paix. Toutes mes sympathies à sa famille et ceux qui l’aimaient. Jeremy m’avait dit combien il était malheureux…Et va la vie ! J'étais à Paris il y a deux semaines. J'ai même fait un saut à St. Eustache, aux Halles pour une prière à la mémoire de Jeremy Yates qui aimait aller se recueillir là." -- Guilaine Auguste ('75) _______________________ I was deeply sorry to learn of Jeremy's death and wish to express my heartfelt condolences to you and the entire Yates family. I have terrific memories of Jeremy as a boy and young man, as we were friends for many years. I remember spending countless hours with him in your sprawling apartment, playing in his room and especially on the terrace. In those days, before the advent of video games or the internet, kids had more time to spend with one another, and that's what Jeremy and I did as classmates and close neighbors. Jeremy always stood out from the crowd. At an early age, he was a non-conformist and somewhat of an adventurer too. While many were content to follow a path, he was happier tracing his own way. Although our lives took different directions, my sense is that, true to his character, he pursued his convictions and his search throughout his life. I was glad to see him a few years ago at our 30th Lycée reunion. He spoke fondly of his family, especially his mother, nieces and nephews. It's too bad that we did not have enough time to talk more. I regret that I will not be able to be with you and your family to celebrate Jeremy's life, but I will remember always his spirit and his energy. Warmest regards, --Stephan Haimo _______________________ My father just passed away, so this is not a good streak. I feel particularly bad about Jeremy, though, he's our generation. Life in many ways wasn't fair to him. But he was very fortunate in one specific area: he had all of you to support him. I will not be here tomorrow, I would have liked to be with you. Jeremy will leave a big void and we'll all miss him. May he rest in peace. -- Ronald Grelsamer _______________________ I remember Jeremy from the early days at the Lycee. I think that I started with him in 10eme and was in the same class as him for many years. I cannot come to the memorial as I live in Texas. I am so sorry to hear of the loss. I hope that you can put something on the Lycee web site so we can all celebrate how he lived. -- Theresa Eichenwald (Pearse) _______________________ I just heard the sad news about Jeremy from Ronald Grelsamer. This is so sad, and I am so sorry. He was our age, I knew him for such a long time. I am so happy I got to see him again last year at the [Class of ’71] reunion in October. Things were not always easy for him but he knew you all loved him. He will be deeply missed. I will not be in NY this weekend but I will be with all of you in thought. With all best wishes in this difficult time. Yours fondly, --Philippe Soriano _______________________ Dear Madam Yates, I don’t know if you will remember me, or probably more my mother Monette, but I was at the Lycee from 1966 to 1970. Jeremy was in my class, we worked sometimes together when he came at home on the 84th street between Lexington and 3rd avenue. It is a drama to lose one’s friend and you your son and for Nathalie and Marguerite their Brother. I present you all my sincere condolences; I have a special thought for Jeremy and the good times we spent together. I have just lost one of my best friends last year (we had met just when we came back from NY), and I feel close to your pain. Warm regards, --Hubert Mattia _____________________________________ To the Yates Family, Mrs. Yates, John, Marguerite, Christopher and Natalie: I did not know Jeremy very well, particularly since I have been in Seattle for many years; but at some point, I have met all of you and very much enjoyed your presence at the Lycee. He was clearly a kind hearted and generous person, very much in the Yates tradition. I want to express my condolences on your loss. -- Karin Link ------------------MEMORIALS---------------------------------------- A bench on the Mall at the intersection of Broadway and West 84th Street has been adopted in Jeremy’s name to provide a resting place and to contribute to the beautification of the Upper West Side via the Broadway Mall Association. The bench bears the inscription: Make my bench an instrument of your peace. Where there is despair, find hope Where there is sadness, joy. In memory of Jeremy Yates (1956 – 2008) A fund has also been established at the Lycée in memory of Jeremy. Its goal is to provide a cultural enrichment that reflects Jeremy’s interests to benefit Lycée students and the community. Details have not been finalized, but the theme is likely to relate to Astérix, the French cultural icon with a Druidic sensibility. Gifts are welcome and are recognized by the Lycée’s Annual Fund. To make a gift online, please visit PayPal.com and make a gift to payments@lfnyalumni.org, designating it “Fund in Memory of Jeremy Yates LFNY ‘74/’75”. To make a gift by check, make it payable in USD to the Lycée Français de New York, marked “Fund in Memory of Jeremy Yates LFNY ‘74/’75” and send it to Scott Hunt, Director of Development, Lycée Français de New York, 505 East 75th Street, New York, NY 10021, USA. _____________________________________ |
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