Celebrating a Trevor Class and a Teacher Retirement

Just a few pictures of very lovely evening at Trevor Day School. Great appreciation to all who helped make this reunion celebration so successful. It was good to be back among Trevor folk and to catch up with so many people.

And congratulations to the ever wonderful Diane Tisman, head of the world languages department, who has been an extraordinary teacher, leader and advisor at Trevor since 2000. I had the privilege of working with her for six of those years. I know that her colleagues and her students will miss her but everyone wishes her well on what she calls her next chapter. 

Thanks for everything Diane!

Great to see this photo on display. I believe it’s from the first ever Day School Commencement in the Church of the Heavenly Rest, June 1992. In front – of course –  Irma Jarcho, flanked by Jorge Cruz with Marty Sternstein right behind her. And looks like Rosalie Hughes, Eric Lindow and Gerry Marcus in there too.
Family and colleagues listening to a tribute to Diane by Donna Linton.
Reaction to Diane’s remarks.
Watching a video tribute from a student.
Oh! My.
Head of School Scott Reisinger and Alumni Director Emily Bracchitta unveiling the plaque that honors long serving members of the faculty and staff.
Great to see Blanca, Donna and Florence
The alumni event was a particular celebration of the class of 1984. Great to see them.
It’s been a long time since these basement dwellers – class of 1984 from the old Day School HQ on E90th Street – were together
A couple more from The Day School basement years! So good to catch up with these two.
Thanks Diane.
Dinner for the class of 1984. Bright lights and big city backdrop as seen from the 12th floor of the school on E95th Street.
And above the top floor – the just completed beautifully designed and meditative roof garden and outdoor classroom.
Dan Feigin ’84 describes how the roof space came to be. The new Trevor Buildings are all a long way from the original premises in the Parish House on 90th Street. The Upper School then was 6-8th grade and was housed in the basement – no light, no windows –  and next to the crypt. Great school then. Great school now. But – oh – what a journey!

Thank you to all at Trevor for a wonderful evening and for the opportunity to catch up with so many wonderful people. 

JosieHolford

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