Charles Lawrence ("Larry") Irwin died on September 11, 2024.  Larry attended Yale University, graduating with a degree in Economics in 1963.  He founded Irwin Alloys and Raw Materials, trading  in ferro-alloys, scrap, and coal.  With the decline of the steel industry, he joined Veka Inc. as President.  He retired in 2002 and moved to Brays  Island in Sheldon, SC, where he enjoyed hunting with his German  Shorthaired Pointers, shooting sporting clays, trapping, fishing, and  golfing.  Larry also thoroughly enjoyed his four hunting trips to Africa.   He is survived by his wife, Daphne (Johnsie) Irwin; his son, Charles  Irwin; his daughter, Alison Lally; four grandchildren; and three great- grandchildren.

         Gordon Iverson Kuster, M.D. died of pancreatic cancer on September 24, 2024 in Pittsfield, MA.  He graduated from Yale  in 1963, and from Columbia University’s College of Physicians  and Surgeons in 1967.  He completed his residency at Harlem  Hospital and Yale New Haven Hospital.  Gordon's professional  life was rooted in his 37 years at Griffin Hospital in Derby, CT as  a physician practicing psychiatric medicine.  For 13 of those years  he was Chairman of the Psychiatry Department. In addition, he  supervised psychiatric residents and medical students at Yale for  over 25 years, and consulted at York Correctional Facility as a  court-appointed Special Master for 23 years.  While in college,  Gordon was proud to row on Yale’s Varsity Heavyweight Crew,  and after his medical training he returned to his love of rowing.   He joined the New Haven Rowing Club where he competed in the  Masters Division at national and international venues for 28 years.  In December 1964, Gordon married Sandra Senftleben, and their Orange, CT home became the central point for hosting many Yale/Harvard tailgating parties.  Gordon was an avid audiophile and loved all types of music from Bach to Bruce Springsteen, but he particularly appreciated classical music.  When he and Sandi were not at home, they often could be found traveling the world to explore museums, landmarks, and concert halls.    Gordon is survived by his wife of 60 years, Sandra Kuster; his children, Cheryl K. Clarke and Steve  Kuster; and five grandchildren.life was rooted in his 37 years at Griffin Hospital in Derby, CT as  a physician practicing psychiatric medicine.  For 13 of those years  he was Chairman of the Psychiatry Department. In addition, he  supervised psychiatric residents and medical students at Yale for  over 25 years, and consulted at York Correctional Facility as a  court-appointed Special Master for 23 years.  While in college,  Gordon was proud to row on Yale’s Varsity Heavyweight Crew,  and after his medical training he returned to his love of rowing.   He joined the New Haven Rowing Club where he competed in the  Masters Division at national and international venues for 28 years.  In December 1964, Gordon married Sandra Senftleben, and their Orange, CT home became the central point for hosting many Yale/Harvard tailgating parties.  Gordon was an avid audiophile and loved all types of music from Bach to Bruce Springsteen, but he particularly appreciated classical music.  When he and Sandi were not at home, they often could be found traveling the world to explore museums, landmarks, and concert halls.                Ted Murray shares:  “Gordon and I were roommates with Bill Sanford and Jack Smart in Pierson for two years.  I also rowed on heavyweight crew with Bill and Gordon.  I remember that in the  varsity crew, because of his size and strength, Gordon typically rowed in the #5 or #7 seat, that portion  of the shell known as the “engine room.”  But for all his imposing size, Gordon was a gentle giant:  one  of the most compassionate and sensitive classmates I knew, a wonderful and thoughtful person to talk  with, and perfectly suited for his subsequent career in psychiatry.  In recent months when I visited  Gordon and Sandi, even as he bravely faced his illness, he was a radiant presence of thoughtful and  uplifting conversation.”  Craig Cooper recalls:  “Gordon was my confidante.  I trusted him, respected him and loved him as a brother.  Gordon was great fun,  optimistic, kind, and the adult in the room  when necessary.  Those who knew him benefited greatly.”  Tom Iezzi writes:  “Gordon and Sandi were  our neighbors when we lived in Orange, Ct in the 1970’s.  They were great hosts at our football  tailgates and the after-game parties at their home.  Gordon and I were tennis doubles partners and  singles players.  He was respected for his wicked first serve, which required standing back a foot or two  behind the base line.  When we played I looked forward to his second serve, more relaxed and one I  could return.”  Jay Rixse remembers:  “Gordon was a kind and giving person.  Gordon and I first met  as members of the Freshman Heavyweight Crew.  Gordon amazed us Freshman Year by his growth  spurt of 4 inches and about 25 pounds.  Our friendship grew as we all continued our years together with  the Varsity Crew and in Pierson.  We all kept in touch throughout the years.  Friendships born at Yale  last!”

            Robert Anthony Rosati, M.D. passed away on July 23, 2024.  He graduated from Yale University with a Bachelor of Science in  Biochemistry and Duke Medical School, where he joined the faculty in  1971.  There he served as the first director of the Duke Databank for  Cardiovascular Disease, one of the first efforts in the country to use  computers to manage and investigate data on patient outcomes.  In 1991  he became director of the Rice Diet Program, convinced by his  experience with the database that diet was the most effective treatment  for cardiac disease.  Robert is survived by his wife Kitty, his children  Francesco, Ken, and Robbin, and five grandchildren.             Doug Dick remembers Bob Rosati as follows:  “Bob was my  suitemate for four years.  He was very smart, and was happy to share his knowledge.  I particularly remember borrowing some of his class notes for a course we were taking in nonparametric statistics.  I  not only passed it, but did well, because of those notes!  Bob had a fun, droll, sense of humor.  After  Yale, we lost touch with each other for a long time. But fortunately we reconnected, and more recently  had dinner, along with his lovely wife Kitty, at their home in Durham.  We had planned to get together  again, but waited too long.”  Geoff Martin writes:  “I greatly admired the way that Bob handled things  I did not.  He was an athlete way beyond me.  His sense of humor was way beyond mine, but I could  keep up.  Bob was brainy, for sure, and I rarely forgot how he carried it into strong success with people  in need.”

            John Harman Sterne passed away on May 19, 2024 at Cape Cod Hospital.  John lived in many places, residing for the  longest times in the Boston area, the Washington, DC area, and  Brewster, MA, to which he retired some 20 years ago.  He was a  proud Veteran, having served in the Navy as a supply officer on the  USS Caloosahatchee after graduating from Yale University.  After  his time in the Navy, John spent the rest of his professional career  in the aviation industry.  He was a lifelong sailor and enjoyed taking  his beloved Beetle Cat “Magical” out on Cape Cod Bay off the  beaches at Brewster, and then in the last few years out to Pleasant  Bay from Arey’s Pond.  John is survived by his wife, Gail Binney  Sterne; two sons, a stepdaughter, and a stepson; four grandchildren;  and four step-grandchildren.             Dick Ahlborn remembers:  “John and I were classmates at Kent and roommates at Yale.  To expand on his lifelong love of aviation: John got his first private pilot's license at 16 and his instrument  rating a couple of years after that.  While we were at Yale he took acrobatic lessons at a dirtstrip outfit  north of New Haven in an old Stearman Biplane – a cloth model with a huge radial piston engine in the  front, with all the power needed to do loops, rolls, even hammerhead stalls.  After he was allowed to  solo, I went up with him and loved the thrills he provided.  Our last flight ended with his clipping the  top few feet out of a poplar tree just before landing, which (riding in the front seat) I only realized  when I saw twigs and leaves in the wire struts that connected the wings.  That was the last time he was  welcomed at that location and marked the end of our aerial outings.  John was a great guy to have as a  friend and roommate.”  Victor Sheronas writes: j “John and I both went to The Haverford School until  we went away to boarding school.  During grade school, John was my best friend; whenever I could, I'd  ride my bike nearly two hilly miles to his house.  Like Dick Ahlborn, I also took a flight with John.   Unlike Dick, there were no acrobatics!”

           John A. Tyler passed away on passed away on September 20, 2024 with his loving family at his side.  John received an Accounting  Degree from Bentley University in 1961 and a Bachelor’s Degree from  Yale in Economics in 1963.  In 1968 John passed the CPA exam and  began a successful career as an accountant.  He worked for various  firms and managed the Boston office of Laventhol, Krekstein, Horwath  & Horwath.  John realized his dream of running his own business by  founding an accounting firm in Cambridge, MA in 1976.  John was  known for his abundant generosity, as well as his passion for reading,  genealogy, and history.  He is survived by his wife of 60 years, Judith  (Cirello) Tyler; his daughters, Lola (Laura) Tyler Eck and Elisabeth  Tyler de Vries; his son, Robert Tyler; and five grandchildren.

            H. F. ("Frank") Wentholt died suddenly at his home on September 25, 2024.  He departed without fanfare, sentimentality, or  fuss.  Frank attended Yale University (1963) and Hastings School of  Law (1970).  For many years he worked as a lawyer at his Redwood  City based law firm (Wilhelm, Thompson, Wentholt, and Gibbs),  with a specialty in family law.  He was proud also to have served in  the U.S. Marine Corps.  At heart Frank was a sailor, and he spent his  most cherished times sailing not only on San Francisco Bay but  around the world in his own boat and charters.  He loved to travel  and reflected back often on his travels throughout the world.  Frank  is survived by his loving  daughters, Christine Quinn and Nicola Wentholt; and four  grandchildren.             Rick Holloway recalls:  “Frank was usually cheerful, had a wry sense of humor, and was always up for an adventure.  One, in particular, comes to mind.  We had driven up to Putney VT to stay  with one of his former teachers in order to spend the weekend skiing.  At about 2:00 AM, Frank woke  me up to say that his host’s wife was about to give birth and since his host’s car wouldn’t start, we  would have to drive our host’s wife to the hospital in Brattleboro.  It was quite a drive; snow was  falling heavily, the wife was alternately moaning and shrieking, her husband was frantic, but Frank,  calm as ever, seemed very much amused by the situation.  I imagine he would have remained so even if  we had to undertake an emergency delivery in the car.”  Carlyle Hall adds:  “I recall Frank as quiet,  thoughtful, kind, and strong.  He invariably had his own interesting ‘take’ on current personal and  public events.”  Nelson Luria writes:  “Frank loved music and the sound of his record player emerged  regularly from his room.  He had a wide range of curiosities and interests.  Frank loved good wine and  a bottle was often open in his room.  Frank was unusually loyal to a relatively small group of friends  and delighted in talking with them, sometimes arguing to elicit conversation.”