Thoughts from Jim Mahoney, former CHSS English teacher:

…In 1971, I was in my 9th year of teaching and still not feeling as if I had reached my stride.  I just did my job, was not very reflective, I don't think, coached baseball and football, and attempted to scrape together the means to feed my family.  I didn't step up until I became the Burr English Chair and had responsibility thrust on me.  For some reason, those 3 years at South, before I returned in 1978 to replace Ed Leigh, seem very foggy, despite my pretty good memory for names…

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I spent some time yesterday looking at the web site and must tell you that it is quite impressive. I think I hit all of he areas, though I was rushed at the end and did not sign the guest book.

    There were several occasions during my viewing that I have a strong nostalgic moment and felt some deep emotion. To begin with, I spent thirteen years of my life at that school, the three during the beginning years and then ten six years later in 1978 when I returned as English Department Chairperson. I never spent in all of my current 42 years in teaching more time in one building than that and I had not considered that ever before. (I did spend ten years at Miller Place Schools from 1987 to 1997.) I think some of the photos of the teachers gave me a glimpse into the past.

    Another view was some photos of your reunion when some of you went back to the building. One view of a group at the upstairs windows between D and E wings was very powerful. I just found myself back there again as a 30 year old teacher.

    It was surprising to see what some of the students look like today. Some appear to have changed little and some I wouldn't recognize…

    …As for myself, I am beginning my forty-second year of teaching, supervising student teachers and also teaching a writing methods course to future teachers at The College of New Jersey in Ewing, NJ. I am also teaching two composition courses at DeVry University in Fort Washington, PA…

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…As far as Mr. Spengler (note the E, not the A), I believe he is alive and kicking in Smithtown, probably still officiating slo-pitch softball or maybe even assigning the umpires to games. He came to a faculty impromptu reunion a few years ago at the Bonwitt. It began with just the English Department but we were joined by Pete Brasch, Carol Bertolotti, Dave Spengler. By the way, in 1968, he and I were umpiring high school baseball games and we together did a JV baseball game at Port Jefferson that I will long remember for its bizarre events. We had a couple of games together that year and then I gave it up for good the next year when Bob Dell asked me to coach the JV baseball team in the spring of 1970. Also, the year I umpired baseball, I had my final game of the year over in Kings Park with Mr. Ennis who was then a varsity umpire and a pretty good one. He taught me a thing or two that day about umpiring...

Jim Mahoney on Edmund Leigh, Chairperson of the English Department:
     
Yes, Ed was a bit eccentric but almost all of his teachers adored him, apparently, as did all the secretaries and lots of other people.  As strange as it may seem, he was as close as is humanly possible with Mr. Bev Buckler, the chairman of the science department.  Two people couldn't have been more different.  In my next book, teaching poetry at the high school level, I am including the poem that Ed wrote and which Jack McGrath read from the pulpit for Ed's funeral in the big white church on the corner of Jericho and Route 111 in Smithtown...  It is just beautiful and typifies the sensitivity he had.  You're right that he was a very bright man but he was also a bit disorganized.  Nevertheless, almost all of the English teachers loved him beyond belief.  It was very hard replacing him as he was dying.  It took some of the teachers almost a year to accept me.  His closest friend was Mr. McGrath…