A MEMORIAL SERVICE WAS HELD ON SAT. MARCH 28TH, 2009 AT BATTELL CHAPEL, Yale University, at 3:00pm. All were cordially invited. Over 800 in attendance! DVD available through the Yale Glee Club office.

Service details: Tom Murray, University Organist, started the prelude 20 minutes before the 3 p.m. service began. There were performances by The Yale Glee Club, The Yale Alumni Chorus, The Whiffenpoofs of 2009, The SLOT's, and The University Glee Club of New Haven. A magnificent, and humbling, tribute.

Contributions in memory of Fenno may be sent to the
North Congregational Church P.O. Box 307 New Hartford CT 06057.

Condolences may be sent directly to the family (Carol, Sarah, Lucy, Peggy, Terry) at pogilvy@comcast.net

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~Carol, Sarah, Lucy, Peggy, and Terry Heath

Saturday, December 6, 2008

Fenno Heath Enters Into Heaven

Dear Heath and YGC family—


It occurred to me today how truly fitting this week was, Fenno’s passage from life so much like the eternal endings of any number of the works we sang with him. On Tuesday, Peggy had indicated maybe he had another day or two. But time has always known how to stand still for Fenno. Think of those final phrases in Woolsey, the ending of Fern Hill “Like…. the…. sea…..” or Shenandoah “Across the wide….. Mi….ssou….ri………” Four beats turn into eight, sixteen, an eternity, holding on holding on. The singers, the audience, bathing together, exulting in that last wash of sound, fading into both nothingness and everythingness, until only pure breath, air, silence, joy and something perhaps divine remain. Such was the experience this week, as Fenno held on for days while we connected, reconnected, reminisced, laughed, cried, and loved.  Yes, perhaps fading, but this was Fenno time, when a moment can become more than a moment.  At last, he would lower his arm, with a nod, a slight grin, that twinkle in his eye. He would then raise his arms back up to us, palms up, pump them up and down three, four times in a virtual salute and embrace, and only then turn round to welcome and accept the cheers of the audience, the love of the world.


Thank you, Heath and extended YGC family, for this special blog, a great place to celebrate and pay tribute.


Matt Ringel

YGC ’88-91

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