By Lee Yousri

eisner“Still waters run deep” — wow! How to begin? Harriet was born in Atlanta–now, move forward: after one year in college-marriage-followed by three children nineteen months apart-and a wonderful husband who sent her back to college and her much-loved study of the arts.  A “we’ll take care of the kids, dear,” scenario. Cool! But not exactly commonplace.

The pieces fell into place while attending school only one day a week and having a fantastic helper.  The caregiver who had helped Harriet’s mother with Harriet as a youngster volunteered to do the same for Harriet’s children. Add in Harriet’s mother who also lived in Atlanta and you have a truly charmed life.

It was the time of the Beatles – the 60’s. Harriet was 29, her college companions were 19. It was not a problem; they mixed well.  It was a happy time.

After she received her Master’s degree in Visual Arts from Georgia State, they moved to New Canaan, CT.  Her son was a student at New Canaan High School where parents volunteered their services.  Harriet taught “silk screen” and subsequently became a substitute teacher for an art professor and a part-time teacher of drawing.  She was also working at the art group, “Silvermine.”  One could say Harriet was immersed in all areas of artistic pursuit.

And there was Lincoln Center in New York City, the “educational” arm, offering an in-depth look at the performing arts and helping to develop future participants as audiences in music, dance, and theater.

After several years in New Canaan, the Eisners moved to Pittsfield, MA, where Harriet’s husband became CEO and president of Shaeffer pens.  These were more popular in Asia and Europe than in the U.S. – their days of world travel began!

Then Harriet’s Dad gave the couple a house on Oahu in the Hawaiian Islands where they spent time off and on for seventeen years while commuting back and forth between Asia, Japan, and Australia.

How on earth did Sarasota enter into the picture?  One of their sons had always had a respiratory problem.  His doctor’s simple prescription:  the “beach life” and so, for years after discovering Lido Beach, they had made it a part of their very busy life. Added to the beach benefit, Sarasota offered a continuation of life in the arts which had always been so important to Harriet.  Son Dean now lives on Longboat Key.

Here is a brief summation of all the parts:  two sons, one daughter, five grandchildren; five abstract paintings by Harriet in a Sarasota gallery; a past study of the arts, a continuing love of the arts.

We welcome Harriet!

While Wellness is a  priority at Plymouth Harbor 365 days and 52 weeks of every year, we will be celebrating our second annual WELLNESS WEEK April 20 through 24.

Each day during Wellness Week will see at least one special, out-of-the-ordinary activity for all to enjoy.  Take a look at the schedule and plan your own week!


djembeMonday, April 20
Drum Circle

Gather with friends and experience a fun and healing drum session led by Jana Broder.  Beautiful djembe drums will be provided.

Time:   2:00-3:00 p.m.
Location:   Outdoor area near the bocce court/pool.  In the event of inclement weather, Wellness Center Group Fitness Studio.



IMG_1154Tuesday, April 21

Enjoy an adventurous morning kayaking through the beautiful mangrove tunnels just south of Plymouth Harbor’s backyard.  Single and tandem kayaks are available.

Time:  Meet in lobby 8:30 a.m.
Return around 11:30 a.m.
Cost:   $65/person: includes a kayak and 2-hour guided tour.
Sign-up by calling Amanda x350 by April 13th. Space is limited!



mote boatWednesday, April 22
Mote Boat Tour

Join a marine biologist on a cruise through Sarasota and Roberts Bay to observe manatees and bottlenose dolphins while learning about the ecology, history, and area folklore. On-board restrooms and comfortable seating are available.

Time:   Meet in lobby 9:15 a.m.
Return around 2:00 p.m.
Cost: $37/person
Sign up by calling Amanda x350 by April 13


jaszz bandThursday, April 23
Dine, Dance & All that Jazz

It’s time to break out your dancing shoes!  Enjoy an evening of dinner and dancing with your friends and neighbors, enjoying music by the Al Hixon Jazz Quartet with a special guest performance by resident Carl Denney. You won’t want to miss this!

Time:  6:00-9:00 p.m.
Location: Mayflower Dining Room
Cost: $30/person
Make your reservation by calling Dining Services x258

brain-fitness-introFriday, April 24
Quick Witz Brain Game

Guest presenter Becky McLaughlin will explain the concept behind this mental fitness program designed to maximize mental ability.  You’ll enjoy the challenging, hands-on, interactive activities designed to help the aging brain get sharp and stay sharp!

Time:  10:00-11:15 a.m.
Location:  Club Room
No sign-up required.


Bocce1-267x300Friday, April 24
Outdoor Game Party

Come and play a variety of outdoor games like bean bag toss, ladder golf, skittles, and bocce.  Healthy snacks & refreshments will be provided.  Come out and play, or just cheer on your neighbors!

Time:   3:00-5:00 p.m.
Location:   Bocce Court

No sign-up required.

Mauntel storyMeeting Susan Mauntel is not a simple “how do you do.” I needed only to lock eyes with Susan to unleash an unstoppable swirl of joie de vivre which bubbled continuously throughout our visit.

Prior to walking into what she calls her “nest” on the 14th floor, I had an inkling she was going to be something. When I had called earlier I couldn’t help but respond to and engage with her voice mail message, as her high-fidelity recorded voice welcomed my call and explained, “Have I got a story for you!” And, indeed, she did!

Susan was raised in Drexel Hill, Pennsylvania, part of metro Philadelphia, and counts Elvis as her first interview subject while she was still in high school. After graduation she flew west to study art and journalism at the University of Colorado, never again to live on the east coast.

Those early adult years after college, Susan admits, were without direction. “I had no plan, so I spent some time as a ski-bum in Aspen and then served as a hostess at the Seattle World’s Fair.” Soon after, she found her way down to San Francisco where she made her living as a model and actress, mostly in TV commercials. Her story about playing an extra in a party scene with Janis Joplin in the movie Petulia (1968) starring Julie Christie, George C. Scott and Richard Chamberlain was a good reminder of how grueling that work can be!
You can imagine that living in San Francisco during the years of the hippies and the ‘Summer of Love’ would be quite exciting for a beautiful young woman. Yet Susan says with a big grin, “I was not a hippie and I only attended the first ‘Love In’.”

Susan’s successful modeling career allowed her to travel and she eventually moved down the coast of California and Los Angeles became her home base. In the 1970s, she was ready to try new things and, like Helen Reddy, let the world “hear me roar!”

“No matter how successful you are, in modeling you are always ‘the girl’,” Susan shared. “I knew I had to get out of modeling before my brain atrophied!” That’s when she simply started calling on TV news producers, asking for an audition. She had no training in broadcast journalism, but simply watching what happened on air, she figured she would fake it until she made it.

Susan got her first chance as a news reporter interviewing celebrities and then a daily live talk show in San Diego. Then she was back to San Francisco with a magazine format TV show, and once again to LA co-anchoring the news on KTLA.

My mind blurs trying to remember the long list of high profile celebrities, artists, and leaders that Susan has had the pleasure of talking with in-depth. The walls of fame in her home are the clues to many, many stories, I am sure!

In telling her tales, Susan’s voice and facial expressions help paint the picture of both her hard work to excel in these fields and a seemingly carefree life. “I was a Road Scholar!” she laughed, with gleam in her eye. “Like a rolling stone, but I always seemed to be in the right place at the right time.”

Yet when asked, she admits she’s had her fair share of heartbreaks. “I know now that God has had his hand on me all along the way,” she confides. In fact, she went on to explain, at each major transition there was usually some unexpected sign that cleared the way for her. Susan calls these serendipitous moments “God winks.”

machu picchu100One of those God winks led her to let go of the stress-filled life of TV broadcasting and take up something completely different. Real estate! But, with a high-end twist. Her first listing was the Pacific Palisades home of President-elect Ronald Reagan and his wife Nancy.

Real estate was a passing fancy, though, and she was soon back in Aspen with a TV job. By then, her early and deep love for art was calling to her in a loud voice. Susan soon transitioned into the life of a successful, working, self-sufficient artist with a studio and gallery in Aspen called Furniture as Art, as well as in Solana Beach, California.

Those were 18 glorious years during which she created and sold hundreds of memorable paintings on chairs, tables, screens, etc. Susan specialized in recreating in the style of masters such as Matisse and Monet. One day, a passing tourist in Aspen admired her copy of Matisse’s portrait of his daughter on a chair. A brief conversation revealed that tourist to be Matisse’s grandson, Claude Duthuit, who Susan quickly befriended.
Leaving that home behind to shift to urban Denver and five winters in Naples, Florida, Susan was feeling the pull of sun and sand in her next chapter. She found Naples beautiful, but yearned for a livelier cultural scene, which, of course, led her to Sarasota, Florida’s cultural capital.

She arrived in Sarasota in December 2013 armed with a list of communities she had identified from her online research. One look at Plymouth Harbor, it was another “God wink.” Susan fell in love with the people and that perfect little corner apartment and view on the 14th floor. “I’ve always been a little impulsive,” she confides. “I made my decision in January and by July 2014, I had sold my Denver property and was moving into Plymouth Harbor.”

Susan’s home now is an installation of her life as art. In addition to walls of photos capturing her modeling and TV career, I saw the full expression of her life and talents on each piece of customized furniture, choice of accent, and countless quirky personal touches. Her sweet long-haired miniature dachshund, Moki, a faithful furry companion, completes the home.

As comfortable as this nest is, Susan is truly a rolling stone who has already accumulated a host of friends and activities, including performances as an evocative story reader for a range of audiences. Her role in the Plymouth Harbor Players production of “The Saint on the 17th Floor” is only a taste of what she might bring in the future.

In fact, that wide-eyed wonder of what the future might bring is one of the most memorable qualities that Susan shared with me during our visit. Her joy and faith are contagious. In fact, I can’t wait until the next time we meet when, I am certain, she will greet me in her ebullient way, “Boy! Have I got a story for you!”

Ted RehlNow hear this . . . Hearing loss is not just an age issue. According to the National Institute on Deafness and Other Communication Disorders  “approximately 17 percent (36 million) of American adults report some degree of hearing loss.”    Furthermore, a 2011 report based on audiometric testing of Americans 12 and older in the National Health and Nutritional Examination Surveys (NHANES) states that 30 million Americans have at least a 25 db hearing loss in both ears and 48 million in one or both ears.

Pilgrim Hall Now Looped In

Of course, Plymouth Harbor is committed to provide resources and technology that can enhance quality of life for all residents. In fact, in many cases, the generous gifts of donors to the unrestricted fund of the Plymouth Harbor Foundation make improvements in quality of life possible.

Thanks to those donors of unrestricted gifts, the next time you attend a performance or event in Pilgrim Hall, you will be able to flip the T-Coil switch on your hearing aid and the sound will be much improved!

What is a hearing loop and how does it work?

A hearing loop is a wire connected to an electronic sound source that transmits that sound to the telecoil in a hearing aid or cochlear implant. A loop can discreetly surround a room, a chair in your home, or even be worn around the neck. Hearing loops can be connected to a public address system, a living room TV, a telephone (land line and cellular), or any source that produces sound electronically.

A hearing aid and most cochlear implants equipped with a manually controlled T-Switch is all that is required to hear in a hearing loop. The telecoil or T-coil receives the signal from the loop and turns it back into sound in the hearing aid, eliminating the background noise.

For the listener, they simply switch their T-coil on and the sound is heard directly into their hearing device, clear as a bell. No background noise or interference. If the listener prefers to hear surrounding sounds, they only need to switch their hearing device to M/T. It’s that simple!

loopWhy are hearing loops needed? Don’t hearing aids enable hearing?

Today’s digital hearing aids enhance hearing in conversational settings.  Yet for many people with hearing loss the sound becomes unclear when auditorium or TV loudspeakers are at a distance, when the context is noisy, or when room acoustics reverberate sound.  A hearing loop magnetically transfers the microphone or TV sound signal to hearing aids and cochlear implants that have a tiny, inexpensive “telecoil” receiver.  This transforms the instruments into in-the-ear loudspeakers that deliver sound customized for one’s own hearing loss.

How many hearing aids have the telecoil (t-coil) receptor for receiving hearing loop input?

In surveys of hearing professionals, the Hearing Journal (April, 2009) reported that 58% of hearing aid fittings included a telecoil, an increase from 37% in 2001.  In its 2009/2010 reviews of hearing aid models, the Hearing Review Products reported that 126 (69%) of 183 hearing aid models—including all 38 in-the-ear models and 29 of 30 conventional behind-the-ear models—come with telecoils.  In 2014, the Consumer’s Guide to Hearing Aids reported that 323 of 415 hearing aid models (71.5%) were now coming with telecoils, as were 81% of models larger than the miniaturized completely-in-the-canal aid.  Moreover, the greater people’s need for hearing assistance, the more likely they are to have hearing aids with telecoils—as did 84 percent of Hearing Loss Association of America members in one survey.  New model cochlear implants also offer telecoils.

By Isabel Pedersen

Dolores and Laszlo Biro“We were thrilled that the American bombers overhead meant the end of the war was near. On the other hand, those bombs they were dropping were landing on us.” Laszlo Biro’s comment from the labor camp in Austria reflected the reality. In 1944 when he was 15, Laszlo and his parents were moved by the Germans from their native Hungary to Vienna.

At the end of the war, they returned home where Laszlo continued his education, graduating from Kossuth University with an M.D. He finished a specialization in dermatology before the 1956 Hungarian uprising. Then he got himself across the border and came to America. A nine-month comprehensive course and an internship at Kings County Hospital in Brooklyn enabled him to be relicensed in this country. Winning a New York University three-year fellowship for a residency which paid a then munificent $3,000 a year was followed by a preceptorship at Bellevue Hospital.

There was an added advantage to the $3,000 and to having been at NYU. There was a cute medical secretary there to whom he wangled an introduction. Their first date was to a movie, “War and Peace,” which turned out fortunately to be three hours long. It must not have been long enough since they married in 1961.

Dolores’ first love was the piano so she became a music major at Newton High School in Queens. Upon deciding that her piano skills were inadequate, she settled for playing the clarinet in the school orchestra. Her courses also included typing which enabled her to get a job as a medical secretary at NYU’s downtown branch. Taking NYU courses at night after work resulted, after a lot of effort, in a degree. The rest of her working life was in the OB/GYN Department at Bellevue Hospital.

Moving to Brooklyn after their 1961 marriage, Dolores became a busy mother of four. Busy also was Laszlo who, in addition to a thriving practice in dermatology, served as a Clinical Professor at the State University of New York in Brooklyn. And there they stayed until they joined us at Plymouth Harbor.

The Biros’ other home, on Fire Island, is still in the family because their children and their eight grandchildren love it. Two of their daughters live in Westport, CT, one in Brooklyn, and their son David has taken over his father’s practice and office in Brooklyn. If you want a frightening tale, ask the Biros about their son’s year at Oxford. Or you can read about it in David’s book, “One Hundred Days,” which is in our library. At Plymouth Harbor, Laszlo’s fondness for chess and Dolores’ for the piano plus volunteer opportunities should keep them busy.

Plymouth Harbor Players

Front row L-R: Don Wallace and Bobby Broderick, with the rest of the Plymouth Harbor Players.

Bobby Broderick’s seven decade love affair with Glo began and ended with a winning smile and a shared passion for performing. As a youth, Bobby sang quite a bit with male quartets and choirs at church and on a local Saturday morning radio show. Glo was a chorus girl and dancer who also won the drama award at Reading High School in Pennsylvania where both she and Bobby graduated. “She could knock you dead with that smile,” says Bobby wistfully as he shared the story of how Glo first pulled a chair up alongside him. Reportedly, Glo went home and announced to her father that she had met the cutest little boy in Sunday School. “When I grow up, I am going to marry him!” she declared. And so she did. That smile, as well as sharing those youthful good times, was the first glue that bound these two together until she passed at age 90, just 72 years and 2 days after they were married.

Not long after the happy couple moved into their home in Plymouth Harbor in 2002, Glo’s health began to decline. Bobby was always a doting caregiver, but Glo encouraged him to get involved with life in the community even though her energy was limited. When the indefatigable Naomi Wittenburg grabbed him by the shoulder one day and urged Bobby to join their theatre troupe for that season’s play, his first response was, “Theater? Not my schtick!” Naomi would not take no for an answer, saying he had a good voice and they needed him.

Bobby had only three lines in that very first play, but learned quickly that it was quite fulfilling. Play rehearsals filled his time with satisfying activity—three rehearsals a week for a solid two months. “I enjoy working with the people in all facets of the production; lighting, props, sound, stage direction,” Bobby shared.

Year after year, Bobby auditioned for new roles, getting cast each time. And Glo was always a constant, helping him read and memorize his lines. In the earlier years the cast simply read from their scripts, but Bobby pushed the envelope and insisted on memorizing his part. Now everyone does it, only occasionally needing a prompt.

“Until you’ve gotten involved, even if only pushing furniture on stage, you won’t know what it’s like to get into that ‘showbiz’ frame of mind,” he said, noting that some of his colleagues got involved as a means of relieving the stress of caregiving, others to explore new facets of their hidden talents.

Over the years the plays got better and better, and now under the direction of Don and Peg Wallace, Bobby has found the “17th Floor” series very satisfying. Glo was always there for him at each performance even when that was the only activity for which she could muster the energy.

One memorable performance was in the show, “The Ghost on the 17th Floor,” in which Bobby played a ladies man wooing an old flame. This juicy part had him being thrown out of his girlfriend’s apartment, then drunkenly crying into his beer afterwards. So far so good, but when he and the gal got back together with a kiss, he had to do it with Glo sitting only a few feet away in the front row. With a twinkling laugh, he adds that Glo then turned to her friend seated next to her and said, “When we get back to the apartment, I’m gonna kill him!”

Last year, she was yet again sitting in the front row enjoying Bobby on stage as the clear-thinking attorney, Frank Dillon, in “The Stash on the 17th Floor.” She cheered one last time before she passed in March of 2014.

This year, Bobby was back on stage in “The Saint on the 17th Floor” and very happy to see an influx of new thespians to tread the boards with him. Don Wallace says he always wants Bobby in a leading role. “He’s just a natural who understands the material and his character. I don’t need to direct him,” says Don. “He’s become a real trouper!” Glo saw that in Bobby, too, and although she wasn’t sitting in the front row this year, Bobby knows that she was right there with him

By Addie Hurst

eckertIt might be difficult to meet the Chuck and Susan Eckert right now because Charles is currently not dancing due to some very serious back problems. Not only is this uncomfortable but it is a tremendous handicap in their ability to meet people and to socialize. But Plymouth Harbor residents are known for their warmth and welcoming spirit, so if you give them a call, I’m sure they would appreciate the opportunity to meet people and have stimulating conversations.

Chuck got his Ph.D. in chemical engineering from the University of California at Berkeley and then did a post-doctoral year in Paris (to improve his French, for the experience!). He then taught at the University of Illinois from 1965 to 1986, eventually becoming head of the Department of Chemical Engineering. He then became Director of Specialty Separations Center at Georgia Institute of Technology in Atlanta and just retired from there in June. Although the list of awards that he has received, the number of firms for which he has acted as a consultant, the citing of courses that he has taught, and the professional organizations that he has belonged to would more than fill this page, he is most proud of the 108 students he guided to their Ph.D.s.

Susan is a native Floridian and grew up in Lakeland. She received a B.A. in English from the University of Florida and an M.S. in Education from Georgia State University. She was a high school guidance counselor and after she retired, she spent ten years reading and evaluating undergraduate admission applications for Georgia Tech. Susan is a volunteer at the Marie Selby Botanical Gardens, is an avid reader, does beautiful needlework, participates in several exercise groups here at Plymouth Harbor, plays mahjong and bridge weekly, and takes extensive walks three or four times a week.

The Eckerts have sold their home in Atlanta, but still own a condo on Longboat Key where visiting family and friends stay. Their apartment is lovely, filled with beautiful art, interesting glass, and Susan’s needlework. They enjoy cooking and eating. Chuck is fortunate to receive “Talking Books” (books on digital cassettes) from the Library of Congress. He is currently thinking of interactive projects for junior high school students. So why not call  and go up to their apartment for a visit? Believe me, you won’t be bored and will get a warm welcome!

William MurtaghIn a biography posted online by on the University of Maryland Archives, William J. Murtagh is called “one of the world’s leading historic preservationists” who “played a pivotal role in the establishment and evolution of the field of historic preservation for more than fifty years.”  If you ask Plymouth Harbor resident Bill Murtagh, he says simply he was in the right place at the right time.

Obviously, the International Commission on Monuments and Sites takes his contributions more seriously. At their 18th General Assembly in Florence, Italy this past November, Bill Murtagh was honored by his international colleagues as a tribute to his significant contributions to their mission of conservation, protection, and enhancement of monuments, building complexes and sites.

Born in Philadelphia surrounded by historic buildings, it’s hard to imagine young Bill not being influenced by them, but that was not initially a career motivation. He studied architecture at the University of Pennsylvania where the study of modernism and the Bauhaus movement predominated.

It was a summer job that he took with Charles Peterson, an administrator with the National Parks Service, which began to turn him in a new direction. During the Depression, Peterson had created a program called the Historic American Building Survey which provided jobs for unemployed architects. Bill’s first job was working on efforts that soon resulted in the Independence National Historic Park.

Bills work and studies were interrupted by a year-long convalescence after he sustained serious injuries in a car accident. With an undergraduate degree in architecture and enough time at a drafting table to know he didn’t want to spend a lifetime chained to it, he turned his attention to art. Continuing his studies of the next decade he completed an M.A. in Art History, and a Ph.D. in architectural history.

He also took a year to study in Bonn and Freiburg thanks to one of the first rounds of Fulbright Scholarships in 1954. His year in Europe gave him many opportunities to marvel and study the history constructed around him.

Looking at his resume, it is clear that each job he took propelled him further into the heart of the blossoming historic preservation movement.  His first job at the National Historic Trust came when it consisted of only a staff of five and just 200 members. Bill was instrumental in elevating the profile of the National Trust and helping shape the National Historic Preservation Act of 1966. By 1967, Bill was the first keeper of the National Register of Historic Places.

“The buck stopped with me,” says Bill explaining that he demanded that every application had to prove the historical and cultural significance of the structure under review.

Throughout his career and particularly after he left the National Register, Bill was a educator and writer.  He was the Director of the Historic Preservation Program at Columbia University, taught at University of Florida, University of Maryland, and the University of Hawaii. Upon his retirement he wrote Keeping Time, a universally admired comprehensive examination of the development of the historic preservation movement.

“Oh, I have met some marvelous people along the way,” Bill says with a smile. His stories are sprinkled with names like Adenauer, Dupont, and Goodrich, and tales of mansions with full staffs of valets, footmen, and butlers (all the rage now in these Downton Abbey days.)

How on earth did Bill Murtagh land in Plymouth Harbor?  In fact it had something to do with B.F. Goodrich’s granddaughter, an attorney, and a lecture. The attorney for the Goodrich family had retired to Plymouth Harbor and invited Bill to stop here for a lecture on his way to Cuba.  The invitation, and its acceptance, came two or three years running and Bill came to enjoy the company of many residents, the lovely surroundings, and the food.  In an aside Bill adds that in those days, over eleven years ago, the food was not as spectacular as it is today!

For many years he has spent his summers in beautiful Penobscot, Maine and enjoys the spectacular winters in Sarasota.  Never ceasing to educate and lecture on the topics he loves so much, Bill is generous with his time and seemingly unceasing energy. If you missed his recent lecture about Glenbeigh Castle in Ireland, just ask him. You’ll love the stories.

By Helen Kelly

weissOn a sunny Saturday afternoon, I had the pleasure of interviewing the recently moved in couple, William (Bill) and Josephine (Jo) Weiss. Following a warm greeting at the door of their apartment, I was awed at the expansive view, a reaction Jo said she always gets from her recent visitors. Prior to their move to Plymouth Harbor, Bill and Jo lived at Marina Tower for the past ten years, following a lifetime of about twenty-five relocations.

After growing up in small Pennsylvania towns, Bill in Big Run and Jo in Lock Haven, their paths crossed while attending Penn State. He was majoring in engineering and she in mathematics. He enjoyed telling me how he glimpsed her across a crowded room at a fraternity party, where there were seven men for every woman, but missed the opportunity to be introduced. After locating her phone number, he called and suggested getting together. And so began a relationship at Penn State that continued on after graduation and was celebrated by their marriage in 1951, a marriage that has continued for the past sixtyfour years.

Three weeks after graduation, Bill was commissioned a First Lieutenant in the United States Air Force as a Ground and Communications Officer. He served during the Korean War from 1951-1954 in Wiesbaden, Germany, returning to civilian life in 1954. Bill began his career with The Bell Systems in western Pennsylvania, ultimately becoming Vice President of Bell Pennsylvania. Following Bell’s separation from AT&T, he became Chairman of the company, covering five Midwestern states, Ohio, Michigan, Illinois, Indiana, and Wisconsin, and supervising over 100,000 employees. His meteoric career was responsible for the family’s frequent moves.

When questioned regarding the effect, if any, on their three children, Bill and Jo responded with great pride, detailing the careers of their children. David is a successful builder in Raleigh, NC. Steve is in sales, a career involving frequent travel to the Far East. Susan has been a dedicated teacher in Lancaster, PA, and retired recently. They proudly showed photos of their five grandchildren. While Bill was working up to sixteen hours each day, Jo was busy raising the children, ensuring their education and capably managing the relocation of the entire family approximately twentyfive times. It was a pleasure getting to know these two new residents. They are a friendly and engaging couple that is a welcome addition to our community.

Welcome, Bill and Jo!

By Celia Catlett

ApfelbachDr. Apfelbach (or Len, as he prefers to be called) is a man of wide interests: from photography, genealogy and local history to world travel and from cooking and gardening to reading about politics and current events. He also enjoys all the arts that Sarasota offers.

He was born and grew up in Chicago but spent summers in Fish Creek, WI, in a seasonal home that has been in the family since his grandfather’s time. It is located on the shore of Green Bay, a part of Lake Michigan. Len lives there four months each summer, and the family still gathers there. During our interview, he pointed out several lovely paintings of the scenery that surrounds it.

He has worked with the Wisconsin Historical Society and Fish Creek to record photographic and family history, and to video local history. Len attended Harvard where he majored in history, took all the art courses he could squeeze in and still managed to meet his premed requirements. He returned to Chicago for a medical degree and his residency in urology at Northwestern University.

During his residency, he married Claire Fleischmann, a Wellesley graduate and a talented pianist. In 1962, they moved to Janesville, WI, where Len practiced at Mercy Hospital until his retirement. He became Chief of Surgery and Chief of Staff and wrote the bylaws for the hospital. He also served as president of the Rock County Surgical and Medical Societies. The Apfelbachs’ fifty-year marriage produced three sons and a daughter and seven grandchildren.

In 1993, Len and Claire moved to Sarasota and bought a condominium at Lawrence Point, where he served as president of the condo association for three years. He lost Claire eight years ago. Len then moved to South Lakeshore Drive in Sarasota, a block north of the Field Club entrance and when that home was for sale, he chose Plymouth Harbor as the ideal place to live.

It was a privilege to talk with someone with such a lively mind and range of enthusiasms. Do yourself a favor; meet him and welcome him to Plymouth Harbor.