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DFW

(54,415 posts)
Thu Jun 27, 2019, 10:39 AM Jun 2019

I lost a classmate I hardly knew, but his life proved we weren't all bad

Due to circumstances beyond my knowledge at the time--i.e. had I known what this school was like, I would NEVER have applied to go there--I spent my senior year of high school at a boarding school in Massachusetts. It turned out fluctuating between a bad joke and something dreamed up by either Pat Conroy or the screenwriters if the movie "IF." Please understand--this was MY view of the place. Plenty (or maybe even most) of my classmates seemed to think the place was wonderful. When I got this notice, sent out to all members of the class of 1970, it started out with the predictable "as most of you have heard by now," translated out as "except for you asshole outsiders with whom we never interacted, then or now."

I was a one of a tiny group of rebels who "didn't fit in." The "preppies" ignored us, and we pretty much ignored them, which meant that we were ghosts. Sorta there, but not really. The administration despised us and treated us as mistakes made by the admissions committee.

But among the preppie types, there were apparently a few good eggs hidden among the herd. One, a guy named Jim Steinberg, ended up as one of Obama's foreign policy advisers. Another, this guy who just died, dedicated his life to AIDS research, and fighting to make AIDS something less than the death sentence it was 40 years ago. He was born in Holland, which I didn't know, but then, I didn't know much of anything about that crowd. I stared at the photo like at that of a stranger. I had a vague recollection of that the guy looked like--at age 18.

When I consider that Bush Sr. and Jr. graduated from this school, I used to lump all the non-rebels into one category. Obviously we didn't all turn out as bad as one imagines the graduates of schools like this end up being. After all, it looks like this guy did a lot more for humanity than I ever will.

https://www.legacy.com/obituaries/newsobserver/obituary.aspx?n=charles-michael-van-der-horst&pid=193164086

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I lost a classmate I hardly knew, but his life proved we weren't all bad (Original Post) DFW Jun 2019 OP
what a wonderful life he had... samnsara Jun 2019 #1
My condolences on the loss of your long-ago friend, my dear DFW. CaliforniaPeggy Jun 2019 #2
Last year I was contacted for the 40th class reunion from my school. Archae Jun 2019 #3
Yes, they love their sports stars DFW Jun 2019 #5
All of Charlie's friends and colleagues here in Chapel HIll and the Triangle area of NC mnhtnbb Jun 2019 #4
I was wondering if anyone on DU had even run into him DFW Jun 2019 #6

CaliforniaPeggy

(149,657 posts)
2. My condolences on the loss of your long-ago friend, my dear DFW.
Thu Jun 27, 2019, 10:55 AM
Jun 2019

He sure had an interesting, full life! Although 67 is way too young, he packed a lot into those years.

He lived well, he did a lot of good and I hope he was happy. It looks like he was.

There are good people everywhere, even in places like your school. It's easy to not see them among the crowd that looks privileged or uncaring.

And I would not be so quick to say that you've done nothing for humanity! Few of us can leave a mark the way he did, but there are always the contributions by us ordinary mortals that help stitch together all of us in a web of love and intelligent caring. You have certainly done all of that.

Archae

(46,340 posts)
3. Last year I was contacted for the 40th class reunion from my school.
Thu Jun 27, 2019, 11:58 AM
Jun 2019

Howards Grove High School.

I did what I've always done with the invitations to the reunions.

Threw it away.

I couldn't get out of that school soon enough, I was like you describe, a "ghost."
There but...mostly ignored.

And it always infuriated me that the sports "stars" got all the attention.

DFW

(54,415 posts)
5. Yes, they love their sports stars
Thu Jun 27, 2019, 02:45 PM
Jun 2019

The top football star at Andover was a nice enough guy, but, to use the Russian expression, "stupid as a cork." Of course, HE got into Harvard with "coaxed" grades. Needless to say, I haven't been back to any reunion because there's no one who would be there I have any yearning to see. I was definitely NOT an "Andover Man." My only friends were my few fellow white misfits and the black ghetto guys brought in on some "look how open minded we are" program. Different as our backgrounds were, they were pretty much the only guys there I could relate to. We always sat together at meals and they swore I must have some black blood since they said I was the only honky there with is head screwed on straight (dunno about that, but I agreed with their assessment that the most of the others did not). The school was, of course, infuriated when one of them got elected class president. They never said it out loud, but the unspoken rule was, "these guys are here for show, not to be elected senior class president!"

Actually, at the retirement party for one of my teachers when I was living in Spain, I ran into the current (1998) headmaster of Andover, and it was a "she!" They have since merged with the girls' school down the street. She swore up and down that the place had changed completely since I was there. It didn't escape her that along with me and my wife, I was traveling with my (then-) 13 year old daughter who was obviously smart as hell, bilingual in English and German, and about to enter high school. But old wounds still leave deep scars. In my day, it was all about conformity and "pleasing the alumni." Well I became an alumnus, and they didn't give a rats ass about pleasing me (humiliation was more their favorite pastime). I didn't send my daughter there, and when it was her turn to take some high school time in the USA, she ended up choosing the boarding school that is geographically farthest from Andover, Massachusetts as is physically possible and still on U.S. soil.

And yet, and yet, at least ONE of those guys I never had anything to do with obviously turned out just fine. You never know, I guess.

mnhtnbb

(31,397 posts)
4. All of Charlie's friends and colleagues here in Chapel HIll and the Triangle area of NC
Thu Jun 27, 2019, 02:37 PM
Jun 2019

have been devastated by his death. I knew him as a social activist from the Moral Mondays started by Rev. Dr. Wm Barber II. The White Coats. He had interns and docs and medical students fired up to attend the protests at the Legislature trying to get expansion of Medicaid. He got my psychiatrist husband to go out and buy a white coat--which he hadn't worn in years--to wear to a Moral Mondays protest several years ago.

Charlie was amazing. A phenomenal guy. A real leader here in NC. One of my favorite photos of him which captured his fun-loving personality and zeal for social justice, was this one where he was being arrested at a Moral Mondays event.




Your long ago classmate was a real hero who touched the lives of so many people. He is really going to be missed.

DFW

(54,415 posts)
6. I was wondering if anyone on DU had even run into him
Thu Jun 27, 2019, 02:49 PM
Jun 2019

So apparently so, and your assessment confirms everything else that has been said about him.

You obviously knew him far better than I ever did. I'm not sure if we ever had a conversation. He was there for several years, was part of a crowd that didn't know me, and wasn't interested. Seemed like a nice enough guy, and apparently grew into a wonderful man. I'm glad at least ONE of that crowd turned out to be someone great. Of course, those are always the ones we lose too early, aren't they?

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