Last year, I posted Grandpa’s Christmas cards, at least the ones I have. This year, I’m going to post the Christmas cards Lad and Marian sent. Since I have many more of those, I will be posting them for the entire month of December. I will also post a few of my favorites from Grandpa in correct chronological order. Enjoy.
CLASS of 1964
Guion University of Trumbull Connecticut
“Dedicated to the development of family unity”
FOUNDED MARCH 27, 1913 AT MOUNT VERNON, NEW YORK
ALFRED DURYEE GUION
B.C.S., 1912, New York University
Founder and Chancellor
1884 to 1964
A MESSAGE FROM THE CHANCELLOR
Once more I am faced with the recurring problem of selecting a suitable idea on which to base a Christmas Message to all of my cherished friends.
This year the impact has been so strongly on graduations and educational achievements that my thoughts are colored in this direction and are reflected in the idea of this “1964 Year Book”.
It will have failed in it’s purpose, however, if above all else it does not proclaim my deep and abiding thankfulness in that you have filled so large a place in making my many years happy ones.
My annual Christmas Wish at this sacred season therefore, comes with renewed hope that “peace on earth and good-will toward men” may truly be yours.
Alfred D. Guion
THE MAIN CAMPUS IN TRUMBULL
First portion of the main house completed in 1756
A dedicated group of experienced and qualified instructors – all parents themselves – devoting their every effort to inspiring a new generation with the highest ideals of character training and citizenship traditional with the family name.
ALFRED P. GUION – Professor of Technology and Mechanical Engineering. Also conducts classes in Boating and Water Safety.
DANIEL B. GUION – Professor of Civil Engineering and Modern Building Techniques. Also teaches Indian Lore and Youth Fitness. Licensed by State in Surveying, University of Connecticut.
DAVID P. GUION – Director of Business Administration. Courses in Machine Duplicating Equipment and Management.
MARIAN I. GUION – Heads Educational Program Activities, Kindergarten specialization.
PAULETTE V. GUION – Language Department head, specializing in Advanced French. Classes also in Interior Decoration and Color Harmony.
ELEANOR K. GUION 0 Director Vocational Guidance Staff, Classes in Home Furnishing and Antiques.
FACULTY – HUNTINGTON CAMPUS
RAYMOND ZABEL – Heading School of Applied Sciences, Advanced Screw Machine Techniques. Courses also in Woodcraft, Hunting and Fishing.
ELIZABETH G. ZABEL – Director, Domestic Science Dept. Household Budget Methods. Classed in “How to make friends and influence people.”
Situated in the Town of Shelton, Connecticut. Ideally located with view of Long Island Sound, within 15 minute of Main Campus. Dormitory accomodations. Spacious Grounds. Raises own vegetables.
FACULTY – KEENE CAMPUS
CEDRIC D. GUION – Professor of Retail Marketing and Business Management. Classes in Aeronautics and helicopter engineering.
FANNIE P. GUION – Professor of Applied Science. Wells Graduate. Teaches Archaeology. Health Director.
KEENE (New Hampshire) CAMPUS
In the storied Monadnock Mountain Region near Keene, New Hampshire, offers students a bracing climate with ample facilities for hiking, picnicking and mountain climbing.
FACULTY – HOLDERNESS CAMPUS
RICHARD P. GUION – Director of Manual Training Department. Conducts classes also in woodworking and child training.
JEAN M. GUION – Director of Home Economics Department. Heads Advanced Cooking Courses. Classes in Budget Management
Situated in the famous “Lakes Region” near Meredith, New Hampshire. Large acreage affords many opportunities for summer boating and winter skiing sports. Combines gracious living in a rural atmosphere.
LAKE WINNIPESAUKEE SUMMER CAMPUS
An Island camp in Moultonborough Bay on Lake Winnipesaukee. Established many years ago as a recreational retreat for faculty members, students and friends of the University where summer water sports, boating, fishing band blueberrying can be enjoyed in a private preserve. Owned by the Corporastion in perpetuity.
SECOND ANNUAL PICNIC at HUNTINGTON CAMPUS
Through the courtesy of the Raymond Zabels, a family picnic was held for the second year here for the faculty, students and friends over the Labor Day W holiday. The above picture shows the Chancellor surrounded by ALL of his grandchildren.
RAYMOND ZABEL, JR. – Graduated from University of Pennsylvania, June 1963. Now married to Elaine Ventresca of Philadelphia and the proud father of Suzanne, born April 3, 1964. Employed as junior salesman by Congoleum-Nair. Living in Youngstown, Ohio.
MARTIN ZABEL – Graduated June 1964 from the University of Connecticut. Now working to save money for Post-graduate work in Economics.
HIGH SCHOOL GRADUATES – 1964
ARLA D. GUION – Graduated Trumbull High School in June, 1964. Enrolled at Universitry of Bridgeport, Junior College for two-year course for Medical Secretary, Associate in Arts Degree. Commuting from Trumbull.
DOUGLAS A. GUION – Graduated Trumbull High School in June, 1964. Working at E. Kurtz & Sons, Trumbull. May be leaving soon to enter one of the services.
JUDITH A. GUION – Graduated from Trumbull High School in June, 1964. Enrolled in Freshman class in Central Connecticut State College, New Britain, Connecticut for four year course in Elementary Education specializing in Kinderharten and leading to a B.A. Degree. Living on campus during week, home week-ends.
HIGH SCHOOL STUDENTS – 1964
GREGORY A. GUION – Entering Senior Class in Trumbull High School, College Course, Interested in sports, especially Baseball.
CEDRIC V. GUION – Entering Senior Class in Trumbull High School. Works summers in construction.
(MARIAN) LYNN GUIOM – Entering Junior Class in Trumbull High School, College Course. No definite plans.
ARLA ZABEL – Entering Freshman year at Shelton High School, College Course. No definite plans for the future.
MICHELE D. GUION – Entering Freshman year in Trumbull High School. No definite plans for the future.
JUNIOR HIGH SCHOOL – 1964
SUZANNE GUION – Age 11. Attending Junior High School in New Hampshire.
WENDY S. GUION – Entering Eighth Grade in Middlebrook Junior High School, Age 13.
GRAMMAR SCHOOL – 1964
MARILYN R. GUION – Age 9, Attending Grammar School in New Hampshire.
BRUCE R. GUION – Age 10, Entering Fifth Grade in Daniels Farm School.
ARTHUR C. GUION – Age 7, Attending Grammar School in Keene, New Hampshire.
DAVID P. HGuion, Jr. – Age 6, Entering First Grade in Daniels Farm School.
NEIL P. GUION – Age 5
ROBIN J. GUION – Age 4
JEFFREY L. GUION – Age 3
GARY P. GUION – Age 3
1954 – Arla Guion to Calais, France, visiting her French Grandparents
1960 – Arla, Judy and Douglas on bus tour of Washington, D.C. and Mount Vernon, Virginia
1961 – Gregory and Cedric on bus tour to Amish country – Lancaster and Hershey, Pennsylvania
1962 – Martin to Yucatan (Chichen Itza) Mexico, Guatemale, El Salvador, Honduras, Nicaragua, Costa Rica, Grand Cayman and Miami
1963 – Douglas by plane to Copenhagen, Germany, Switzerland, France, Holland, England and Scotland
1964 – Arla Zabel and Lynn Guion on New England bus tour, to Nantucket, Martha’s Vinyard, Provincetown, Plymouth, Salem, Boston
1964 – Sue and Marilyn to Maritime Provinces of Canada, including New Brunswick, Fundy National Park, Nova Scotia and Prince Edward Island
Publisher’s note: The ” went along on most of these trips and bore all the expenses of every one of them.Chancellor”
EDITOR IN CHIEF
Alfred D. Guion
Judith A. Guion and Arla D. Guion
BUSINESS MANAGER AND PUBLISHER
David P. Guion
Os September 13, 1964, just two days after his 80th birthday, Dad passed peacefully on to the great unknown. As he was already working on this “Year BOool” Christmas message to you, and because we knew he would have wanted us to, we have decided to publish it.
Also, among his effects, we found this additional message which he intended to be his final message. We send them both along to you.
When you receive this card I shall have faded into the mysterious silence of eternity.
In my annual Christmas greetings for the last several years I have striven each year to create something a bit out of the ordinary and in this, my final message, I want to adhere to the same tradition.
It is difficult to tell another what the heart feels. Man is inarticulate in the presence of deep emotions and profound truths. He can feel the verities but cannot express them. Yet at the imminence of approaching departure one can sense part of the meaning behind the experience we label ’life’.
Everyone in his earthly journey has passed through periods of storm and sunshine, gloomy nights and gladsome dates. Among the latter were gratefully numbered those little human contacts, pleasant words and kindly deeds that have made me want to remember you and tell you so at that recurring season of open hearts and good-will, known as Christmastime.
I have felt that as they approach the inevitable day and realize I cannot wait around indefinitely to see the fruition of all the wonderful achievements of science, medicine, atomic power, outer space, etc., Or the blossoming into flour of all my promising grandchildren, that the kindly Father of us all grasps my hand and with a friendly smile says: ‘Come, little man, you’ve had a busy day. It’s bedtime now. Put away all your toys till the morrow, and then when you awake to a bright new day there will be awaiting you delights and wonders far beyond your fondest dreams. All your playmates will be there too, so say ‘good night’, and happy dreams.’
In a recent book there is told the story of an Indian isolated in the California Hills, the last of his race, who, driven by starvation, wandered into the world of the hated white man who fed and cared for him and learned the ancient unwritten philosophy of life and death of his people, as expressed in the following lines:
When I am dead cry for me a little. Think of me sometimes, but not
too much. It is not good for you or your wife or your husband or
your children to allow your thoughts to dwell too long on the dead.
Think of me now and again as I was in life at some moment which
is pleasant to recall. But not for long. Leave me in peace as I
shall leave you, to, in peace. While you live let your thoughts
be with the living.
It’s been a good long day in my case and I’m happier for having known you.
Alfred D. Guion