The World Wide Cemetery

Paul Silver

In Paul’s profession, one’s work is judged by how it isn’t noticed. It isn’t supposed to draw attention from a movie. Rather it adds another dimension to the movie, making an experience with depth, emotion, and context.

Paul was like the profession to which he devoted a portion of his life: Paul didn’t make himself the center of attention, but, when with you, he made you feel like an important part of the scene. A social gathering with Paul was, in many ways, like a “feel-good” movie, but real.

Paul had a kind-hearted, personal touch for people he came in contact with, that tended to quickly create a lasting bond. He had a quick wit, a warm smile, and a gentle laugh. Paul was friend and family. Some do not achieve both. For Paul, both were seemingly effortless.

We will keep our wonderful memories of Paul, because we have no others.

Rest in peace, Paul.

Kirk, Deb, Thane & Logan

A poem from Paul's journal:

 As I stand atop my mast
 Looking out across the sea
 I look aft and see the past
 so undisturbed and carefree

 Where no worries ever crossed my mind
 When I was pure as thy spirit, sporting no stains
 And now on this search I am sure to find
 My inner battle aggravating such pains

 My thoughts so many entwining the links
 of my confusion; its a knot in chains
 If I do not succeed I will slowly sink
 And give in to this great game

 My vessel on its unknown course
 The four winds as my guide
 Wherever thou takest me I'll show no remorse
 and with the fullest sincerity abide

 For I have no direction except yours
 My compass confused not able to decide
 Will thou ever let me convalesce these sores
 that have been inflicted upon my hide

 So I peer forward into the years
 The sun's glare in my eyes
 I see the tears of my fears
 Fall silently from the skies

On a Rosebush Full of Blooms

On a rosebush full of blooms, there is occasionally one rose more fragile than the rest. Nobody knows why. The rose receives the same amount of water and of food from the earth; of clipping and tending and gentle encouragement from the gardener. Its time on earth is neither more nor less significant than that of the other blooms alongside. Its stresses are neither greater nor fewer. Its promises of development are just as rich. In other words, it has all the necessary components to become what it is intended to be; a beautiful flower, fully open, spreading its fragrance and color for the whole world to see and enjoy. But for some inexplicable reason, once in a while a single rose doesn’t reach maturity. It’s not the gardener’s fault; It’s not the fault of the earth, nor of the rain, nor the sun. But neither is it the fault of the rose. For some roses, even the touch of the gentle spring rains leaves bruises on the petals. The sun’s rays-so soft and warm to some flowers-feel searing to others. Some roses thrive while the fragile ones feel buffeted by inner and outer ghost winds. So it is that sometimes, despite the best growing conditions, and best efforts of the gardener, and the best possibilities and predictions for a glorious blooming season, a particularly fragile rose will share its glow for a while, then fade and die. And the gardener and the rosebush and the earth and all around will grieve. We are never ready for a loss. Not for the loss of a promising rosebud, nor for the loss of a friend or relative whose life appears ready to unfold with brilliant color and fulfillment. In the midst of our grieving, we can be grateful we were in the garden during the same season. We can remember and celebrate the glimpses of color and fragrance and growth that were shared. We can love the fragile rose and the fragile soul for the valiant battles won, and blooming that was done. And as our own petals unfold, we can remember the softness and beauty of those who touched us along the way.

Ernestine Clark (1988)

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Sam Irving Linder ✵ 1918-1998 (grandfather-in-law)

Irene Krasner Linder ✵ 1920-2000 (grandmother-in-law)

Born in Washington, D.C., in 1965, he grew up in Rumson, prior to relocating to New York City and later to the township. He earned a bachelor’s degree in architecture from The Catholic University of America in Washington, D.C., and a master’s degree in design studies from Harvard University.

In high school, he was an accomplished athlete, having participated in football and track. He achieved state-wide recognition for his sprinting ability at Rumson-Fair Haven Regional High School in Rumson, N.J.

Mr. Nussbaumer was the founding member and driving force behind AENA Architecture, an architectural design, building and construction firm in New York City. Some of the firm’s work included residential projects in the Harlem section of New York City by acquiring properties, renovating and developing to contribute to the renaissance of the neighborhood.

Prior to forming his own firm, he was employed at Ehrenkrantz, Eckstut and Kuhn Architects, Richard Meier & Partners, Perkins Eastman Architects, Rafael Vinoly Architects. During his career he worked under the instruction of several world renowned architects, including Richard Meier, Peter Eisenman and Rafael Vinoly.

While working with Mr. Meier, he contributed to The J. Paul Getty Museum in Los Angeles, one of the largest planning projects to be commissioned to a single architect, as well as being part of the design team for the proposed Kennedy Center expansion with Rafael Vinoly.

During his career, Mr. Nussbaumer received several awards and honors along with the design teams for their work, including Honor Award on the J. Paul Getty Museum in Los Angeles; American Institute of Architects (AIA) Design Award for Whitaker Center for Science and the Arts, Harrisburg, Pa.; and AIA Design Award for Dutchess Community College, Poughkeepsie, N.Y., among many others.

Mr. Nussbaumer is survived by his wife, Eda; two daughters, Mary and Emily; his mother, Ruth; and a brother, Ralph.

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Name at birth:  	 Joseph C. Youngerman 
Date of birth:  	 9-13-06 
Place of birth:  	 Chicago USA 
Date of death:  	 11-22-95 
Place of death:  	 Los Angeles USA 
Place of burial:  	 Hillside Memorial Los Angeles, CA USA

Submitted by: Chuck Warn (chukwarn@dga.org)

Joe Youngerman died today, and Hollywood lost one of its greatest legends. He started out in the early 1920’s as a propman, and went on to become a distinguished assistant director for some of the greats: Wellman, Wyler, Mamoulian, DeMille, Lubitsch, & many more. He became chief executive of the Screen Directors Guild in 1950, and continued in that post for 27 years! Even after his retirement, he continued to go to his office at the Directors Guild of America every day up until a few months ago.

He was a tough man with aheart of gold. He is survived by Molly, his loving wife.

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Name at birth:    Richard Frances York 
Date of birth:    July 21, 1955 
Place of birth:   St. Louis Missouri, USA 
Date of death:    April 10, 1998 
Place of death:   Augusta, Georgia, USA 
Place of burial:  Westover Memorial Park, Augusta, Georgia, USA

Submitted by: Mary E. York (ryork@sprintmail.com)

SSgt. Richard F.York, 42, died April 10th, 1998. Native of St. Louis, Missouri. Veteran of the Vietnam War and Operation Desert Storm. He was a data communications specialist. He was a Master Counselor Demolay, 3rd Degree Mason, 32nd Degree York Rite and a member of the American Legion Post 347.
His Father and mother said he was a direct descendant of World War I hero Sgt. Alvin York.
His funeral was with full honors.

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Name at birth:    Thomas Glen Woodward Jr. 
Date of birth:    12-03-49 
Place of birth:   Quincy, Washington 
Date of death:    10-06-91 
Place of death:   Salt Lake City, Utah 
Place of burial:  Corrine City Cemetery, Corrine, Utah 

Tom was a giving person, he always thought of everybody else before himself. He was a Veteran of the Vietnam War, serving one and a half years there; at which time he had got Agent Orange. He then proceeded with a career in welding, and got a job working at the Army Depot.He always had a positive attitude towards life and taught everyone around him to do the same. He is greatly missed, and always will be. Someday we will meet again.

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Name at birth:  	 Margaret Catherine Gallagher 
Date of birth:  	 March 22, 1907 
Place of birth:  	 Scranton, Pennsylvania USA 
Date of death:  	 November 25, 1985 
Place of death:  	 New Haven, Ct. USA 
Place of burial:  	 Queen of All Saints Cemetery, North Haven, Ct.

She lived a wonderful life and had seven children who still miss her very much. There is a monument to her in Cambridge, Ma across from the Sheraton Commander Hotel.

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Name at birth:    Robert Charles Wilch 
Date of birth:    29/4/25 
Place of birth:   Port Carbon Pa. USA 
Date of death:    29/6/91 
Place of death:   Fort Wayne, In USA 
Place of burial:  Catholic Cemetery Fort Wayne Indiana USA

Submitted by: Lori (Lorisabutterfly@aol.com)

Robert was the best husband there ever was and I think about him all of the time, even more so now that he is gone. He was a kind man with a warm heart and anyone who knew him will forever miss him. ~Carol~ This monument is for the best father I could ask for. My father would have done anything he could for me and I love him very much. I know he is proud as he looks down and sees my children Robert ( his namesake ) Kayla, and Samantha. All the kids are getting so big and I am sure you are keeping an eye on all of them, I still feel you near! I love you Daddy! ~Lori~

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