Mark Harris ’70 enters Chapter Eternal

Mark J. Harris ’70 Obiturary

Mark J. Harris, 68, died January 1, 2017 at his home in Claremore, Oklahoma.

Mark was born January 20, 1948 in Tulsa to John Martin “Jack” and Margretta (Shields) Harris.

He joined the US Navy and received a rank of Lt. JG upon his discharge.

Mark had a bachelor’s degree from Rensselaer Polytechnic Institute, a Master’s in Teaching Arts from Norhteastern State University, and a PhD in Educational Research from North Texas University.

He was preceded in death by his father, Jack” Harris.

Survivors include his mother, Margretta of Tulsa; two brothers, John & Charles Harris both of Tulsa; a sister Sharon Wilson of Claremore; a nephew Jonathan Harris of Tulsa; and other relatives.


From Tom Krause ’70

Really sad to hear this.  Okie was my roommate for a year and, of course, one of my pledge class.  The way I distracted Okie and Dave Lewis that year, I never would have expected 2 Ph.D.’s and an MBA to come out of that basement room.  I think he single handedly kept Maxwell House in business.  He was a good guy and there were some really memorable other times as well.  I was not on the trip to Oneonta in his station wagon, but I heard it was the Chinese Fire Drill that caught the trooper’s attention.  Everything turned out alright as I remember (a challenge these days).  I never would have pictured Okie as a naval officer either.


From Jim Campbell ’70: Very sad news. Okie was an OKIE through and through. He was not a prolific dater so when he finally did get a date for one of the “big” weekends, our mission was clear -Argyle raid. His date was more than a bit shocked, and Okie was ticked at first, as I believe we interrupted a big moment, but then started laughing uncontrollably. I don’t believe they ever dated again.
All honor to his name.
In Hoc,
From Bob Hutnick ’71: As Okie was about to leave Sigma Chi , forever it turned out, in 1970, he came up to me and put his hand out and said something like “Ruff, we’ve been through a lot but no hard feelings.” (I didn’t know why there would be hard feelings). But, of course, I went to shake his hand and he pulled it back and aid “gotcha” and ran out to his car and sped away. Okie’s “finest” moment that I remember was his challenge of Munger to a drink-off in the old bar. On the night so ordained (assumed it was a Friday in the winter of 1969), Munger and Okie entered the old bar with towels. The match was one beer and one shot until one gave up. They proceeded to have let’s say around a dozen drinks when Okie fell off the barstool and passed out onto the floor. Did we take him to the hospital? No. I never thought anyone could die from too much alcohol. Hey, I was a sophomore! We rolled Okie on his stomach so in case he threw up when we weren’t there he wouldn’t choke to death. We were caring brothers. Munger? He had one more beer and another shot, and went up to Rogue’s Den and took out a book and studied. Some say the book was upside down but regardless. It was classic. In Hoc, Ruff
From C Ray Allshouse ’70: As I recall, Okie wasn’t all to pleased when we tried to see just how many dart holes we could get into the Oklahoma license plate that he had left at the Bar… C Ray ’70
From Dave Lewis ’70: As the other room mate in that blond paneled hole in the basement agree with Krause that Mark was a good guy. Truly lived up to his Okie name! In Hoc, Dave Lewis

Will Castleman ’57 enters Chapter Eternal

Brother Albert Welford “Will”  Castleman Jr. ’57 Obiturary

Albert Welford Castleman, Jr, known commonly as Will, died on February 28, 2017 at the age of 81 in Arlington, VA. He was born January 7, 1936 in Richmond, VA to Albert Welford Castleman, Sr. and Mildred Louise Castleman,: at age 11 moved with his parents to Northport, Long Island, where he graduated from Northport High School (1953). He married Heide Gisela Engel on March 10, 1976 in Boulder, CO. In May of 1982, as brand new parents, they moved to State College, PA where they resided until moving full time to Washington, D.C. in 2015.  He retired in May of 2016.

Will’s passion for science, learning and discovery spanned all the years of his life. He earned his B.Ch.E. from Rensselaer Polytechnic Institute (1957) and a joint Ch.E., physical Chemistry and mathematics Ph.D. Degree from the Polytechnic Institute of New York (1969). He joined the staff of the Brookhaven National Laboratory (1958-1975), became Adjunct Professor in the Departments of Mechanics and Earth and Space Sciences at State University of New York, Stony Brook (1973-1975), and was Professor of Chemistry and Fellow of CIRES at the University of Colorado, Boulder (1975-1982). In 1982 he accepted a professorship in the Department of Chemistry at The Pennsylvania State University, and was given the distinction of the Evan Pugh Professor title in 1986. In 1999 he was appointed Eberly Distinguished Chair in Science, and a joint professor in the Department of Physics. He was a member, on the Advisory Board for The Penn State Particulate Materials Center, and a member of the Materials Research Institute.

Will was a Sherman Fairchild Distinguished Scholar at Cal Tech (1977), was elected a Fellow of the American Association for the Advancement of Science (1985), a Fellow of the American Physical Society (1985), and a Senior Fellow of the Japanese Society for the Promotion of Science (1985 and 1997). He was awarded a Doktors Honoris Causa from the University of Innsbruck, Austria (1987), the recipient of the American Chemical Society Award for Creative Advances in Environmental Science and Technology (1988), was a Fulbright Senior Scholar (1989), and three times was named a U.S. Senior Scientist von Humboldt Awardee (1986, 1996, and 2007). He received the Wilhelm Jost Memorial Lectureship 2000 Award from the German Chemical Society (Bunsen-Gesellschaft fuer Physikalische Chemie), as well as the Rensselaer distinguished alumni Thomas W. Phelan Fellows Award (2007), and the Irving Langmuir award in Chemical Physics from the ACS (2010).

In 1998, Will was elected a Member of the National Academy of Sciences.  The National Academy of Sciences (NAS) is a private, non-profit society of distinguished scholars. Established by an Act of Congress and signed by President Abraham Lincoln in 1863, the NAS is charged with providing independent, objective advice to the nation on matters related to science and technology. Scientists are elected by their peers to membership in the NAS for outstanding contributions to research.  That same year he was also elected a Fellow of the American Academy for Arts and Sciences, and a Fellow of the New York Academy of Sciences. Through the course of his career Will has written and published over 600 papers relating to his extensive work and research, in addition to publishing several books and editing other technical works.

Will was a man of great integrity, with a lifetime curiosity that took him far beyond conventional thinking. He was a kind, compassionate mentor and roll model, whose opinion was frequently sought. He worked tirelessly throughout his life but still had time and energy to spare for anyone who needed him. A devoted family man, he loved cycling and photography. Absorbing every moment with loved ones over great food and a glass of Apfelsaft Schorle, was an important core value of the closeness shared with his family. He supported and encouraged his loved ones, cheering them on in their hobbies and work, offering advice and ideas to help inspire them to grow. He took great joy in his grandsons, greeting them with a broad smile and eagerness to introduce them to something new in their world, and always ready with proud praise as he watched them learn.

He is survived by his wife, Heide G. Castleman, son Clifton Carl (Amy) Castleman, two grandchildren Flynn Lathan and Tobias Hunter Castleman, and nephew David (Sandy) Beyer. He was predeceased in death by his half-brother Richard H. Pollock and half-sister Isabel Beyer.

A service celebrating Will’s life will be held at 11:00 am on Saturday, March 18th at McLean Baptist Church, 1367 Chain Bridge Road, McLean, VA  22101. Interment Green Hill Cemetery, Berryville, VA on March 10th. Due to severe allergies, the family asks that any additional gesture of love and support be made through donations in his memory to the National Parkinson Foundation ( in lieu of flowers.

John Schroeder ’69 enters Chapter Eternal

John Schroeder

John Schroeder ’69

Schroeder, John C. GUILDERLAND John Craig Schroeder, born in Chappaqua, N.Y. on February 2, 1947, passed away peacefully on Monday, April 3, 2017. The loving husband of Margaret (Wetherbee) Schroeder, originally of Hudson Falls; he is survived by Eric, who lives in Bowdoin, Maine with his wife, Brooke; and Alison, who lives with her husband, David Manugian and their two children, Lindsey Rose and Timothy John, in Groton, Mass. John helped and encouraged many in his time at Taylor Instruments, Power Plant, and Schenectady County Community College, where he taught and chaired the Technologies department. He loved tinkering with electrical do-dads and keeping the lawnmowers and snow blowers of friends and neighbors running well beyond their reasonable service lives, as well as reading, not camping, and nourishing his beloved grandchildren with ice cream, playground trips, and mini-golf. He cherished summers at the family cottage on Lake George, where he developed the world’s first weed wacker powered micro yacht, raised the humble grilled cheese sandwich to an art form, and watched autumn colors tumble down the mountain year after year. John gave over 100 pints of blood to the Red Cross and highly recommended the cookies at the St. Madeline Sophie blood drives. Though a fast-acting cancer took his physical life, he will be remembered in the hearts of many for his generous spirit, his willingness to go out of his way for others, and for a quick wit and warm-hearted sense of humor that put people at ease and brightened our lives. He will be missed. Calling hours are scheduled for Friday, April 7, from 4 to 7 p.m. in New Comer Funerals & Cremations, 343 New Karner Road, Colonie, with funeral services to be held on Saturday, April 8, at 11 a.m. in the Oneida Community Church, 197 Sunnyside Road, Queensbury. Burial will be at a later date. He supported the City Mission of Schenectady and the Albany Rescue Mission, to which we request donations be made in lieu of flowers. To leave a special message for the family online, – See more at:

From Bob Hutnick ;71

Just saw this from Paul Jossman ’70, Schroeder has gone on to the Chapter Eternal on April 3.  All honor to his name . . . . My first recollection of “Schroeder” (I didn’t know he had a first name!) was in 1969 when I moved into the House as a 2nd semester sophomore. I would see him in the kitchen, as he was Steward that year, pouring over some mashed potatoes or other goodies on the stove with his cigarette butt hanging out of his mouth and the ashed just about to fall into the food he was tending. I never looked at him cooking again and didn’t want to know what went into our food! But Ruthie and him got along famously and I think they were very close friends as a result. That same semester, my “classic Schroeder story” happened. We were at Margies (go figure) one night during the week (Munger may have challenged us to frequent Margies because the Teke’s were moving in on our territory).  Anyway, we came back from Margies in a 4-car caravan with Spurt, the Pro-Consul, leading the way. Well, as we neared the house “we” decided to wake up the brothers who were sleeping and NOT drinking by blaring our horns at 12 midnight.  By the time I had reached the 2nd deck, there was Schroeder, buck naked, (was his cigarette drooping from his mouth? LOL), signing me up for a fine on the fine sheet! It is a sight I’ll never forget! Anyway, the “case” went to the EC and lo and behold Spurt & Co. found me not guilty. Schroeder stormed off and well . . . my next recollection was 44 years later at an RPI Hockey Game on their big weekend in February. I saw Schoeder walking into the RPI Fieldhouse and called his name. He looked up, and  . . . the rest is conjecture only . . . he saw me, looked down, muttered “A**hole” and kept walking . . . . Seriously, Schroeder was a great guy and we had several conversations even after our “incident.” He was a good family man and a hard worker and anyone who worked as a steward in the House will always have a special place in my heart (and stomach). And to you, Schroeder, all honor to your name.  In Hoc, Ruff


Hank Lumb Jr. ’53 enters Chapter Eternal

Henry O. “Hank” Lumb, Jr. ’53 and a founding father of Delta Psi of Sigma Chi at RPI on 12/2/1950, was Consul, and passed into the Chapter Eternal on March 12, 2017.

From Joan Lumb

Hank Lumb was President of Sigma Chi 1952-1953.  I believe he was one of the first members of Sigma Chi when it was changed from its predecessor (Phi Epsilon Phi)  He left at the end of his senior year – (read “having too much fun”) – and was drafted into the army as an MP for two years.  The army stint made him buckle down to his studies and he finished RPI in 1956 with respectable grades. I’ve known him since we were 15 years old and attending the same school.  He’s missed by anyone who knew him, especially me.
– Joan Lumb


Hank Lumb, age 85, husband of Joan Lumb of Singer Island and father of Pete Lumb of Jupiter died on March 12, 2017, as the result of a massive stroke that occurred sixty hours earlier. His two grandchildren, Stephanie and Justin Lumb, as well as Kimberly Clements also survive him. Born in Schenectady, NY to Henry O. Lumb, Sr. and Hazel Cluett Lumb, he lived most of his young life in Haddon Heights, NJ. After a two year stint as an MP in the US Army, he graduated from Rensselaer Polytechnic Institute in 1953. After graduation he was employed by RCA in Camden, NJ as a mechanical engineer. In 1968 he was transferred to RCA in Palm Beach Gardens. After RCA closed its doors, Hank went into the steel fabricating business for several years, until an opportunity opened for him at Siemens Corporation in Boca Raton where he remained from 1980 to 1993 when he retired. When Hank and Joan moved from Haddonfield, NJ they took with them their sailboat and joined the Palm Beach Sailing Club competing in races. Hank took up rowing with the Palm Beach Rowing Association where he was an honorary life member. Upon retirement he built an airplane, a Van’s RV-6A. The end result was a speedy little aircraft and enduring friendships. Hank and Joan, married nearly sixty years, met as teenagers at Moorestown Friends School, which has continued to mean a great deal to both of them. If you wish to remember Hank, a donation to Moorestown Friends School, 110 East Main Street, Moorestown, NJ 08057 would be meaningful and most appreciated. A memorial gathering will be at a future date.
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Published in The Palm Beach Post from Mar. 16 to Mar. 17, 2017– See more at:

Jim Comyns ’77 enters Chapter Eternal

Jim Comyns ’77 obituary: Comyns Obituary


James Michael “Jim” Comyns, age 61, of Avondale, PA went home to be with his Savior Thursday April 6, 2017. Jim is survived by his wife of 24 years, Linda Montalto Comyns; his son, James Montalto Comyns; his two daughters, Rebekah JieYong Comyns and Jennifer Leigh Comyns; three brothers, Michael of Bryn Mawr, PA, Mark (wife Barbara) of Berwyn, PA and Matthew (wife Jennifer) of CT; two sisters Jean Wierzbicky (husband Mike) and Carol Ann Korpi; and many nieces and nephews.

Jim was born in New York City to the late James Anthony and Joan Gunerman Comyns and was raised in Brooklyn. He received a degree in Nursing from New York University and worked as a nurse, mainly in dialysis, for almost 40 years. Jim served as a corpsman in the United States Navy for 6 years, seeing action during Operation Urgent Fury in Grenada.

Jim was a follower of Christ for 28 years and was part of the Cornerstone Presbyterian Church family. Growing out of the many troubles he experienced in his younger days and the tremendous grace and forgiveness he found in Jesus Christ, Jim was a humble, faithful friend who was eager to help anyone who was struggling – especially folks who were overlooked by others. One of Jim’s favorite verses from God’s Word is Psalm 46:10, “He says, ‘Be still, and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth.’ ” Jim’s life was marked by a patient confidence in God that made him the wonderful husband, father, brother, uncle and friend he was. He will be deeply missed by all who knew and loved him.

A memorial service celebrating Jim’s life will be held at 2 PM ET on Wednesday, April 12, 2017 at Cornerstone Presbyterian Church, 109 Gypsy Hill Rd, Landenberg, PA 19350. In lieu of flowers, contributions in Jim’s memory may be made to: the Mercy Ministries Fund at Cornerstone Presbyterian Church or, if you prefer to give online directly to the Comyns family, you may give at


l->r: Jon Merz ’78. Mitch Dzienkowski ’77, Brian Popelsky ’77  attended the funeral ceramony for Brother Comyns.

From Jon Merz ’78
This is sad…  I am forever indebted to flanagan for introducing me to scotch, in a wild nite at sneeky peets in latham.  he dropped the moniker flanagan in later years…  spent a great nite with mitch, brian popelsky, and jim in a sports pub on the delaware, too many years ago, catching up on decades gone by.

Mitch, Brian, and I attended Jim’s memorial yesterday. packed house, with easily over 200 people there.  Jim clearly touched a lot of folks’ lives…  his son gave a very moving eulogy, outlining Jim’s life.  Jim clearly had worked and gotten past his demons and found love and happiness with Linda and his 3 kids.

gotta commit to not waiting for death to pull us together.  it would have been a lot more fun reunion if jim was with us…

IH, Jon

From Bob Hutnick ’71

“Flanagan” is the third Sig to enter the Chapter Eternal in the last five weeks joining Doug Doskocil ’83 and John Schroeder ’69. And that why as Tim McGraw’s song goes, we should all “Live like we’re dying.”  Don’t hold grudges, email, call, or visit your friends and family because you never know when your tee time in heaven is. Schroeder felt ill March 4 and within a month he was dead.

In Hoc, Ruff

From Matt Miller ’77

I had not seen Jim since my graduation but had heard some time ago that he’d gone on to study nursing, was a Navy corpsman and had married all of which I found deeply inspiring.  I was deeply saddened to read of Jim’s death yesterday and had thought of writing about why he inspired me but the obituary you will find at the following link shines a light about (and from) Jim that is far brighter than my words can ever provide.
His life, his love for family, his service to others speak to a life well lived.  I should like to think that the brotherhood he found at Delta Psi and the White Cross of Sigma Chi guided him on his meaningful journey.
All honor to his name,
From Brian Popelsky ’77
Jim’s service was held near the family home in Landenburg, Pa.  Our Delta Psi chapter was represented by Mitch Dziekonski 77, Jon Merz 78 and myself.
While we all may remember Flanagan as somewhat troubled, what struck us most vividly was the overwhelming outpouring of love and sadness from the community at his loss.  There must have been at least 300 attending and all clearly knew him well and significant and extremely moving testimony as to his impact on their congregation and extended family was expressed.
Mitch is currently living in Houston and remains at the helm of his company Titanium Engineers.
Jon is a professor at The University of Pennsylvania and recently got remarried.
I split my time between St. Thomas in the Virgin Islands and Estero, Florida  and occasionally do a bit of food safety / recall mediation consultation, post retirement.
Jim is survived by his wife Linda of 24 years, a wonderful son James and two incredible adopted daughters Jie young and Jennifer Leigh.
All Honor to his name
My best personal regards to you and all our brothers wherever they may be.
Brian Popelsky 77

Bob Glaess ’65 enters the Chapter Eternal

Glass Obituary Notice
Fairport: April 4, 2017. Suddenly at the age of 73 while vacationing in Bonaire. Bob is survived by his loving wife of 52 years Kathleen; son, Kurt (Wendy) Glaess; daughter Kristin (Shawn) Cronkwright; four beautiful grandchildren, Emma and Quinlan Glaess, Alivia and Jack Cronkwright; brother, George (Carol); sister-in-law, Joyce Doty; many cousins, nieces, nephews and dear friends.

Bob was a devoted husband, father and Papa. After many years in the health care field, he retired to his love of boating, skiing and traveling. His energy and love of fun were always an inspiration. He will be greatly missed by all who knew him.

Calling Hours will be held Tuesday, April 18, 2017 3-7PM at the Richard H. Keenan Funeral Home (Egypt Location) 7501 Pittsford Palmyra Rd, Fairport. Funeral service will be held Wednesday, April 19, 2017 10AM at the Richard H. Keenan Funeral Home. His interment will be held at White Haven Memorial Park following the funeral service. In lieu of flowers contributions may be made to The Heart Association or The Ronald McDonald House. For further information please visit: http://www.keenanfuneral

Published in Rochester Democrat And Chronicle on Apr. 16, 2017– See more at:

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The Class of 1965 was initiated on April 15, 1962.
L to R: Frank DiGregorio, Bob Glaess, Les Larson, Lou Chiappetta, John Bazinet, Ron Draper, Rod Blumenau, Bruce Allen, Dan Morehouse – and two neighborhood girls.