Charles Frazier died on July 24, 2018, in Philadelphia.

Charles was born on August 23, 1931, to Ross Frazier Sr. and Clara Frazier. He was the sixth of eight children born to that union. Charlie was born in Westchester Hospital, although the family lived in Howellville, Pa. The family later moved to Philadelphia, where he attended Philadelphia public schools, and was a graduate of Overbrook High School.

After working for a short time at various jobs, he enlisted in the U.S. Air Force and served as a radio operator during the Korean conflict. During his time in Greenland, he met and bonded with lifelong friends Richard Hansen, Raymond Crumbly, Don Jones, and Maurice Hickman, and often shared stories of those days and how they supported one another during tough times. After leaving Greenland, the friends stayed in touch, and gathered frequently to enjoy one another’s company.

While in the military, he married high school sweetheart Thelma Floyd, also from Philadelphia, also a graduate of Overbrook High School. The young couple spent time in Texas before returning to Philadelphia and beginning their lives together. After moving to Philadelphia, Charles and Thelma, along with his older brother Bob and brother-in-law Howard Speed, owed and operated a small record and appliance repair shop on 60th Street in West Philadelphia, establishing his entrepreneurial roots. Charles and Thelma started a family and had three children, Leslie Ann, Charles Michael, and Alison Beth. In his later years he met and married Florence Anne Sumpter of Abington, Pa., and spent many years traveling, playing tennis, skiing, and nurturing his stepchildren, Phillip and Lele.

A staunch believer in education, Charlie in the early ’60s attended Cheyney State College and earned a bachelor of science degree in education. While teaching full-time at Sayer Junior High, and later Beeber Junior High, he also worked part-time for the U.S. Postal Service, and still found time to attend the University of Pennsylvania, where he earned a master’s degree in education and an administrative certification. He was also a member of Phi Beta Sigma fraternity, and was involved in planning many events sponsored by the fraternity. As a community activist he was a member of Black Men in Motion, worked with the Kingsessing Roadrunners, built games for community events, and helped engage many young men in sports. During the turbulent ’60s and in the midst of our struggle for civil rights, he attended the March on Washington and supported the local chapter of the Black Panther Party. Leaving the district for a short time, he worked at Trenton State College as the director of community affairs. Returning to the Philadelphia School District, he took a position relating to alternative programs for the district. In that position, he developed and wrote the curriculum for what would become CAPA (Creative and Performing Arts High School) and Carver Engineering and Science High School. Finally getting an opportunity to head up a school, Charlie was assigned as interim principal at John Bartram High School in 1976. This began and established his tenure as an administrator with the district. He later served as vice principal at Overbrook, John Bartram, and finally retired from the district as vice principal of West Philadelphia High School.

Once again feeling the entrepreneurial spirit, Charlie decided to try his hand at building in one of his favorite places, Martha’s Vineyard. Along with Air Force friend Richard Hansen, who was instrumental in bringing him to Martha’s Vineyard in 1957, during the early ’70s the two began planning. The original plan was to build housing for the two families, but Charlie the visionary, seeing the future, decided to begin his Vineyard legacy. Charlie along with brothers and master carpenters Bob and Ross began building houses on a three-acre lot, which became known to guests as Frazier’s Circle, and later purchased several other lots. For the next several years, the brothers made weekly trips to Martha’s Vineyard on the weekends, and spent summer breaks building Charlie’s vision and supporting their brother. As the years went by, it became somewhat of a family venture, and when finally completed, the trio had built seven houses encompassing 14 rental units. Frazier’s Circle became a vacation destination for many families, and operates to this day. Charlie never missed a summer since 1957.

Desiring a warmer climate, he pulled up stakes and headed south to Palm Coast Florida, where he enjoyed playing golf, relaxing with a book, and getting together with the Palm Coast Thursday Lunch Bunch, breakfast at Cracker Barrel, visits from grandchildren, and attending gatherings at friends’ houses. Never giving up his desire to educate our young black men and an opportunity to pass on his wisdom, Charlie joined the African American Mentoring Program serving the Flagler County School District and Rymfire Elementary School. Even as his health declined, he pressed his way to those sessions, with the help of many friends.

He always stressed the importance of education and financial independence. While living in Palm Coast, he was a member of Mount Calvary Baptist Church, where he attended faithfully until his illness sidelined him. While living up North he was a member of the deacon board at Salem Baptist Church in Jenkintown, Pa., and often attended Church of the Open Bible with family members.

Charlie enjoyed traveling, especially if it was to some remote skiing destination. He took many trips with the Blazers Ski Club, where he earned the nickname “Mogul Charlie” for his ability and enthusiasm for skiing the expert hills with moguls. He made sure all his kids learned to ski and play tennis, two of his favorite sports. He showed them the basics, and then they were on their own. He enjoyed reading and had a thirst for knowledge; if you saw him on the Vineyard you would see him on the couch or the deck with a book, newspaper, or magazine. He was always ready to engage you in a lively discussion about any topic, and you better have your facts straight. He was always ready to “Google it”; always ready to tell a joke that was followed by a jolly laugh as if it was the funniest thing ever heard. He was a great storyteller, and could recount many experiences at the drop of a hat. If you had an issue, he had a story.

Charlie loved spending time with family and cherished the monthly Sibling Luncheon, which was held the third Saturday in each month. They would eat and share their experiences and their love for the goodness of God. One of his favorite sayings was, “If the good Lord spares me.” Dad maintained a deep spiritual awareness, and always shared the Gospel of Jesus and how he had been kept by the grace of God. One of many fond memories his children have is walking in their parents’ room and seeing Dad on his knees praying. He knew from where came his help. Many will miss him, but his legacy has been established, and will remain for years to come.

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Peter N. Bundy died at home on Oct. 11, 2018, after a prolonged illness.

Captain Bundy enjoyed flying. As an Air Force C-130 pilot, he served two tours in Vietnam. He then flew professionally for TWA. When not in the air, Peter enjoyed the water as a swimmer and a sailor aboard his sailboat, Sport. He was a longtime member of the Edgartown Reading Room and Edgartown Yacht Club. He resided with his wife and family seasonally on Martha’s Vineyard and in Fort Lauderdale.

He is survived by his wife, Lois (Blessington) Bundy; brother Alan Bundy of Cleveland, Ohio; and three children, Carol Downey Colella, Suzanne Downey Pascoe, and Edward T. Downey, as well as six grandchildren.

Services will be private.

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Neil R. Estrella, 44, of Vineyard Haven died on the morning of Wednesday, Oct. 17, 2018, at the Martha’s Vineyard Hospital.

He was the husband of Angela S. (Fullin) Estrella; the father of Taybor, Ian and Ryan; and the son of Kayla Jo (Gault) Parkhurst and her husband Bob and Frank E. Estrella Jr.; and brother of Marisa Estrella.

His memorial service will be celebrated at a later date, and a complete obituary will appear in another edition of this paper. Donations in Neil’s memory may be made to the Neil Estrella Fund to help the family at any of the Martha’s Vineyard Savings Bank locations.

Arrangements are under the care of the Chapman, Cole and Gleason Funeral Home, Edgartown Road, Oak Bluffs. Visit ccgfuneralhome.com for online guestbook and information.

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Harriette P. (Poole) Otteson, 83, of Chilmark died on Saturday, Oct. 20, 2018, at Cape Cod Hospital.

Born on June 21, 1935, in Oak Bluffs, the second child of Julia and Stanley Poole, Harriette was the first girl in the family in three generations. Her father, very superstitious about starting a project on Friday, was asked by his daughter, who was born on a Friday, how he felt about that, to which he replied, “That project probably didn’t start on a Friday.”

The family spent several summers in Maine, Gloucester, and Bermuda in connection with her father’s work at WHOI and yachting. Harriette caught her first fish (a seagull ate it), learned to swim in frigid Maine waters, and developed great independence in those early years.

She attended Menemsha School, graduated from Tisbury High School in 1953, and from Bridgewater Teacher’s College in 1957 with a degree in elementary education. A week later, she and four friends drove from Woods Hole to Anchorage, Alaska, where she taught Army dependent children for two years, followed by a year in Taylor, Mich. With a college friend she then drove to California in a VW Bug to deliver a rocking chair, taking along a woodtick for luck. In Sacramento she secured a teaching position, where she taught five years, during which time she met and married Captain Gerald Otteson, USAF, in 1964.

The military moved them to Puerto Rico, where Harriette taught military dependent children for three years. They then relocated to Fuchu, Japan. There she studied flower arranging, and taught conversational English in the People to People program.

Retiring to Fairhope, Ala., the couple lived there 10 years. Motorcycling became an interest. Harriette rode passenger. Cycling through Scandinavia, Harriette located Finnish cousins found through her genealogical research, and visited the cousins several times hence.

In 1984 Harriette returned to her ancestral home in Chilmark, where she continued to travel extensively on all seven continents, garden, and birdwatch. She also served the town on cemetery, historical, and conservation commissions, worked at the polls, and researched family and town history.

Harriette, always trying new things, rolled bandages in WWII, took in a Fresh Air child, walked around the Island via the beach, parasailed, took dance lessons, and rode out stunts in open-cockpit stunt planes. On her 80th birthday, she ziplined down the Olympic ski jump at Oslo, Norway. She studied photography, and held a certificate in interior design. She could predict outcomes, and was exceedingly adamant about the maintenance of rustic-style stone walls and about flag etiquette. She was punctual, resilient, laughed easily, and positive no matter what.

Harriette was predeceased by her husband of 20 years, and by her brother, Matthew A. Poole, of Chilmark. She is survived by nephew Matthew E. Poole and family of Chilmark, niece Jennifer Sausville and family of Falls Church, Va., cousins Everett, Katharine, and Donald Poole of Chilmark, Joan Nash and family of Newton, Paul Gallant of Vermont, Julia Flashner of Boston, and Hanna Kanninen and family of Espoo, Finland. She continued to keep close contact with her husband’s sister, Doris Hawkins, and her family, many of whom survive Harriette and most whom live in Blacksburg, Va.

She once said she’d die happy if she could see the green flash at sunset. She died happy.

A graveside service will take place on Monday, Oct. 29, at 12:30 at Abel’s Hill Cemetery in Chilmark.

In lieu of flowers, contributions may be made to a charity of one’s choice.

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Richard V. Kelly, 55, died on Tuesday, Oct. 23, 2018, at his home in Edgartown.

There are no formal funeral services scheduled at this time. A complete obituary will appear in another edition of this paper.

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Lucy D. Hackney, 81, died on Friday morning, Oct. 26, 2018, at her home in Vineyard Haven.

She was predeceased by her husband, Francis Sheldon Hackney in September 2013. Her funeral service will be held at a later date, to be announced. A complete obituary will follow in another edition of this paper

Donations in her memory may be made to Camp Jabberwocky, P.O. Box 1357, or to Hospice of Martha’s Vineyard, P.O. Box 1748, both in Vineyard Haven, MA 02568, or to the Martha’s Vineyard Museum, P.O. Box 1310, Edgartown, MA 02539.

Arrangements are under the care of the Chapman, Cole and Gleason Funeral Home, Edgartown Road, Oak Bluffs. Visit ccgfuneralhome.com for online guestbook and information.

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Colin M. Butler, 55, of Oak Bluffs died on Friday evening, Oct. 26, 2018, at Massachusetts General Hospital.

He is survived by his mother, Alice Ryan Butler of Oak Bluffs, and was predeceased by his father, Charles F. Butler.

A memorial Mass will be celebrated in St. Augustine’s Church, on Franklin Street in Vineyard Haven, on Monday, Nov. 5, at 11 am. Donations in his memory may be made to the Osteogenesis Imperfecta (OI) Foundation, 804 West Diamond Ave., Ste. 210, Gaithersburg, MD 20878.

A complete obituary will appear in another edition of this paper. Arrangements are under the care of the Chapman, Cole and Gleason Funeral Home, Edgartown Road, Oak Bluffs. Visit ccgfuneralhome.com for online guestbook and information.

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McKinley M. “Mac” Starks, 75, of Oak Bluffs, died Tuesday morning, Oct. 30, 2018, at the Martha’s Vineyard Hospital. He was married to E. Ann McManus, and was father of Tim McManus and his wife Katie.

His celebration of life will be held at a later date, and a complete obituary will appear in another edition of this paper. Donations in his memory may be made to the American Cancer Society, P.O. Box 22478, Oklahoma City, OK 73123, or cancer.org.

Arrangements are under the care of the Chapman, Cole and Gleason Funeral Home, Edgartown Road, Oak Bluffs. Visit ccgfuneralhome.com for online guestbook and information.

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Lucy Durr Hackney died peacefully on Friday, Oct. 26, 2018, surrounded by four generations of her loving family. For all who knew her, she will forever be an inspiration to embrace life’s joys and to fearlessly face its challenges.

Born in 1937, the second of Virginia and Clifford Durr’s four daughters, Lucy grew up in Montgomery, Ala., where her parents, prominent progressives, were civil rights activists. Her father, an attorney who defended those accused of disloyalty during the New Deal and McCarthy eras, played an important role in the 1955-56 Montgomery bus boycott. He helped bail family friend Rosa Parks out of jail, and aided her representation in the case that sparked the Montgomery bus boycott and resulted in the Supreme Court ruling that segregation on public buses was unconstitutional. Parks, a seamstress who was also secretary of the NAACP, fitted Lucy’s dress for her 1957 wedding to Sheldon Hackney.

Lucy met Sheldon at a party. She was a high school senior, and he a junior in college. Their long-distance relationship (Vanderbilt was 93 miles away) became longer when Lucy graduated and moved north to attend Radcliffe. The distance became too great, though, and after Sheldon’s graduation, when Sheldon was moving too slowly for her liking, Lucy suggested marriage as a proper next step. So they wed midway through her sophomore year, and then moved to Norfolk, where Sheldon began a five-year stint in the Navy.

Lucy often told of arriving at the hotel on their wedding night after a long drive, only to encounter a line of angry workers picketing for higher pay. With her upbringing, crossing a picket line was definitely not an option. So she used her best Southern charm, and soon the picketers graciously parted so that the weary newlyweds could cross over and get some “rest.”

In Norfolk, Lucy and Sheldon had their first child, Virginia. Several years after her birth, they discovered that Virginia was mentally handicapped. The challenges Lucy faced in getting Virginia the education and services necessary for her to live her fullest life changed Lucy’s life, and informed her future advocacy work for children. Lucy called Virginia her “muse,” and was in awe of Virginia’s amazing ability to find and create community, and of the independence that Virginia insisted on throughout her life.

After Sheldon’s five years in the Navy, the family, which now included their son, Fain, who was born while they were stationed in Annapolis, moved to New Haven, Conn. There, Sheldon earned his Ph.D. in history from Yale University, under the mentorship of well-known Southern historian C. Vann Woodward. During this time, Lucy gave birth to the couple’s third child, Elizabeth, worked at the Yale library, was active in local politics, and took care of the children.

The next move, after Sheldon received his Ph.D., was to Princeton in New Jersey, where Sheldon taught history and later became provost. In Princeton, Lucy was active in the League of Women Voters, and helped found the Association for the Advancement of the Mentally Handicapped, an organization founded by the parents of developmentally disabled adults dedicated to providing an array of social services so that developmentally disabled adults could live in the community, as independently as possible, with dignity and respect. She spent countless hours making sure that Virginia received the help she needed in the public school system. Reluctantly, Lucy eventually concluded that Virginia could not get the support she needed, and Lucy and Sheldon made the difficult decision to have Virginia attend the Elwyn School in Pennsylvania, where she learned many of the skills that helped her to live a truly independent life.

In the midst of her busy Princeton life, Lucy knew she needed to continue her education, and enrolled part-time at Princeton University in the third class to accept women. She graduated with a political science degree in 1975, just in time for Sheldon’s acceptance of the position of president of Tulane University. And off they went to New Orleans.

During their Princeton years, Sheldon and Lucy were introduced to the Vineyard by Lucy Myers, Lucy’s friend from Radcliffe, who invited them to stay at the Myers family’s house on Owen Little Way in Vineyard Haven in 1966. Later, they rented the second floor of the old Bayside rooming house, located on Main Street behind the Vineyard Haven Yacht Club, for the month of July. In 1975 they purchased the house where they lived, and died, at the corner of Owen Little Way and Main Street. The house was the scene of many parties and social events, big and small, including a dinner party with Bill and Hillary Clinton in 1993, many raucous birthday celebrations for Lucy’s mother each August, and countless family dinners.

In New Orleans, Lucy enrolled full-time at Tulane Law School. Mother and law student by day, Lucy honed her talent as “charming wife of” by night. Sheldon and Lucy were truly a team. Many remarked that in hiring Sheldon, the university got a twofer because of all that Lucy contributed. On a typical day, she woke at 5 am to study, then got Elizabeth and Fain off to school, headed off to classes herself, and returned in the evening to host or attend almost nightly social functions as the president’s wife. She earned her law degree in 1979. During her time in New Orleans, she also pressed for reforms in the mental health field.

The next move, in the winter of 1981, was to Philadelphia, where Sheldon served as president of the University of Pennsylvania. Lucy worked as a staff attorney at the Juvenile Law Center for many years, under the tutelage of Bob Schwartz. In this role, she was tenacious in her work on behalf of numerous children’s health, welfare, and justice programs. She also founded Pennsylvania Partnerships for Children, a nonprofit advocacy group dedicated to improving the health, well-being, and education of Pennsylvania children. Her efforts resulted in health coverage for 100,000 previously uninsured young people in Pennsylvania. She also served on the board of directors of the Children’s Defense Fund, where she became friends with Hillary Clinton and Marian Wright Edelman, and on the board of the Hershey School in Hershey, Pa.

After Sheldon’s 1993-97 stint as chairman for the National Endowment for the Humanities, Lucy and Sheldon came back to Philadelphia, where Sheldon returned to his roots as a history professor at the University of Pennsylvania. As always involved in her community, Lucy became a docent at the Philadelphia Museum of Art after going through a rigorous training program. She loved taking her children and grandchildren on museum tours. While in Philadelphia, they together plotted ways to spend more time on the Vineyard. Sheldon and Lucy both became more involved with the Island community. Lucy served on the board of directors of Martha’s Vineyard Community Services, and was active with Camp Jabberwocky. When Sheldon finally retired in 2010, they moved to Martha’s Vineyard full-time.

An enduring theme of Lucy’s life was her love of Martha’s Vineyard. Given how much Sheldon’s career required them to move, the Vineyard was the one constant in her life — the place to which she always returned. Eventually all of her children came to live here. She loved that the Island embraced her daughter Virginia. Virginia was able to live independently in her own apartment, ride her bike, karaoke at Season’s, and eat almost daily at the Black Dog. When Virginia was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer, Lucy moved to the Vineyard to help care for her. Sheldon also spent most of his time on the Vineyard during that period — sending out regular email updates on Virginia to her legion of admirers and friends. Virginia’s death in 2008 was extremely difficult for Lucy. She no longer had her muse, nor her regular routine of speaking with Virginia by phone every morning.

Lucy and Sheldon’s dreams of a long and active retirement on Martha’s Vineyard were dashed on a single day in 2011 when Sheldon was diagnosed with ALS and Lucy with Alzheimer’s. Sheldon died in 2013. Lucy grieved but continued to live her life to the fullest. Fiercely independent to the end, she vigorously refused her children’s constant efforts to get her help. As Lucy had always spoken of allowing Virginia the dignity of risk to live independently, so she required her children to allow her the same. The only “help” she would accept was her beloved and troublesome dog Gin Gin. Her family assures the residents around Owen Little Way that Gin Gin will be trained to behave from now on, so they can stroll unassaulted down the road.

Lucy was the rock of her immediate and extended family. She was vibrant and full of energy. She was unrelentingly optimistic. “There will be no woe is me!” was a favorite saying. She offered a smile and a greeting to all those she encountered. She was an amazing mother and grandmother. She could be counted on 100 percent by her family whenever she was needed. She would defend any family member, even when they were wrong. Unconditional love is hard to find — and she gave it to her family in full measure. She had many, many friends she kept in touch with her entire life — from Montgomery and her days in high school, from Princeton, Philadelphia, and particularly from Martha’s Vineyard. She will be deeply missed by her friends and family.

She was predeceased by her daughter, Virginia, and her husband, Sheldon. She is survived by her children, Fain Hackney and Elizabeth McBride, their spouses, Melissa Hackney and Brian McBride, her eight grandchildren, Samantha Hackney, Z Hackney, Declan McBride, Larkin McBride, Jackson McBride, Annabelle Hackney, Lucy Hackney, and Madison McBride, and her two great-grandchildren, Myuna and Enoah Hackney. She is also survived by her younger sister, Lulah Colan. Donations in her memory may be made in her name to Camp Jabberwocky, the Martha’s Vineyard Museum, or Hospice of Martha’s Vineyard.

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John Thomas (“Jack”) Hughes Jr., 67, of Vineyard Haven, died on Wednesday night, Oct. 31, 2018, at the McCarthy Care Center in Sandwich. He was the son of John T. Hughes Sr., and the father of Kate, Oliver P. and Thomas Hawksworth Hughes; and the brother of Patricia Hughes, Sally Hughes and Ellen Gallagher.

His memorial service will be celebrated at a later date and a complete obituary will appear at that time. Donations may be made in his memory to the Holy Ghost Association, P.O. Box 2203, Oak Bluffs, MA 02557. Arrangements are under the care of the Chapman, Cole and Gleason Funeral Home, Edgartown Road, Oak Bluffs. Visit ccgfuneralhome.com for online guestbook and information.

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Colin Butler of Oak Bluffs died on Friday, Oct. 26, 2018, at Massachusetts General Hospital, due to complications resulting from a fall. He was 55 years old.

Born in Washington, D.C., on Feb. 10, 1963, Colin graduated from Hamilton Wenham Regional High School in 1981, and attended the University of Massachusetts at Amherst. He was an island resident and small business owner since the early ’80s, having owned and operated Fish or Cut Bait, Oasis Records, and most recently, Adam Cab. A longtime musician, Colin was also an independent record producer. Under his own label, Orcaphat Records, he showcased regional talent like Huck, and the Curtain Society.

Despite a lifelong condition that resulted in easily fractured bones, Colin’s independent spirit and sense of humor were never diminished. He was an avid golfer and fisherman, later developing a passion for, and almost encyclopedic knowledge of, film noir.

Those who knew him remember his serrated, self-deprecating sense of humor most of all. We will miss his unfailing ability to find the funny in even the most dreadful of situations.

He is survived by his mother, Alice Ryan Butler; his sister, Alison Feurtado, and her husband David; his brothers, Charles and his wife Lynne, and Christopher and his wife Michelle. His father, Charles Butler, died in 1993.

A memorial Mass will be celebrated in St. Augustine’s Church, on Franklin Street in Vineyard Haven on Monday, Nov. 5, at 11 am. The family will be receiving guests in the church hall immediately afterward.

Donations in his memory may be made to the Osteogenesis Imperfecta (OI) Foundation at 804 W. Diamond Ave., Ste. 210, Gaithersburg, MD 20878.

Arrangements are under the care of the Chapman, Cole and Gleason Funeral Home, Edgartown Road, Oak Bluffs. Visit ccgfuneralhome.com for online guestbook and information.

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On Saturday afternoon, Oct. 27, 2018, Earl I. Runner III, of Cuttingsville, Vt., known by his friends and family as “Tersh,” died due to the effects of a recent and tragic illness. His death was sudden, but he remained himself to the end — a brave, thoughtful, sensitive soul.

Tersh was born on Oct. 18, 1949, in New York City, to Earl I. Runner and Faith H. Illava. His family traveled during his childhood, bringing Tersh and his sister, Faith “Hasty” Runner to encounter many new places and cultures, undoubtedly establishing Tersh’s love of learning and knowledge, and desire to be generous and open with the people he met throughout his life.

After many adventures as a young man, Tersh eventually returned to Westport, Conn., a town where he spent much of his youth, and where he and his former wife, Martha Caruso, chose to raise their family. Tersh and Martha were blessed with two beautiful sons, Samuel S. and Benjamin P. Runner — both unique souls, just like their father.

The Runner family home was a place of learning, artistry, and invention. Tersh loved to teach by experience; a fine woodworker, Tersh helped his sons design and build amazing projects, including dioramas, machines, and even their childhood treehouse, which he lovingly guided them through assembling with their own hands. The boys recall the honest and thoughtful manner in which their dad would respond to their questions — the truly singular way he taught them to appreciate art, craft, and nature. He was profoundly loved by his sons; they write, “The sadness at his passing is indescribable; however, this does not stop us from remembering him as he was, a brilliant, well-thought, well-spoken man with an unfathomably deep love for his children.” They are reminded of him whenever they encounter something special and beautiful.

Tersh was an extraordinary person; an artist, a collector, an admirer of beautiful things, a master carpenter, a writer, and a lifelong scholar of history and cultures. A true intellectual, Tersh was deeply curious about nature and the universe. He was a gentle soul who was always kind and respectful to others. He cared intensely about justice and fairness for all living things, and lived his life accordingly. Tersh was the kind of person one would be lucky to have met in a lifetime; he will be dearly and deeply missed by all who were fortunate enough to be touched by his life.

Tersh is survived by his two loving sons, Samuel S. Runner of Hartland, Vt., and Benjamin P. Runner, of West Tisbury; by Benjamin’s wife, Rose Campbell Runner, their two children, Benjamin Runner Jr. and Ivy Runner, and by Sam’s wife, Jackie Runner. Tersh is also survived by his sister, Faith Runner of West Tisbury; and Martha Caruso, his former wife and the mother of his children.

Tersh was cherished by his best friend, comrade and life partner, Sharon T. Gardiner; the two had known each other for nearly 50 years. He was deeply loved by Sharon’s family, and by her daughter, Raleigh Gardiner.

Tersh loved reading, and volunteered at the Shrewsbury Library. His family and friends request that all donations made in Tersh’s memory please be directed to the Shrewsbury library, located at 98 Town Hill Road, Shrewsbury, VT 05738.

A memorial service for Tersh Runner will be held on Dec. 9 at 1 pm at the Shrewsbury library. Marietta Yeager of the Wilderness Friends Meeting offered the following verse in Tersh’s memory:

I can feel, with new inner life,
My own being’s vastness.
I can pour forth powerful beams of thought,
Rising from the soul’s Sun-like power,
To solve life’s riddles,
Fulfilling many a wish
Whose wings mere hope had lamed.

–R. Steiner

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Ute Hargreaves died in Sarasota, Fla., on Nov. 2, 2018. She was 89 years old.

Ute was born Ute Hertha Ziemer, on June 26, 1929, in Schmalkalden, Thuringia, in Germany. Her parents, Friedrich Ziemer and Christine Schirmeyer Ziemer, were both doctors. Ute recalled times in the pre–World War II economy when a number of her parents’ patients had little cash and would barter for medical services. Her lifelong aversion to goat cheese dated to a time when many patients offered the pungent cheese as payment. Ute proudly traced her family history to czarist Russia, at a time when German immigrants constituted the educated professional class in a society otherwise composed of aristocrats and peasants. Her ancestors lived in St. Petersburg for nearly a century, before returning to Germany.

During World War II, Ute attended the Max Rill Gymnasium in Reichesbeuern, Bavaria, a private girls’ school housed in a castle that dates to the time of Charlemagne. Her mother was the school physician. Her father served as a doctor in the German army, and died shortly after the war after contracting hepatitis. Upon her graduation, Ute moved to Munich, where she attended secretarial school. She then took a job with the International Refugee Organization, a body responsible for the resettlement of over 10 million persons displaced by World War II, which was later replaced by the U.N. High Commissioner for Refugees.

Ute subsequently left the IRO to work for the U.S. Army as a simultaneous translator. She met a young American serviceman named John (“Jack”) Hargreaves, who had been posted to Munich. They eventually became engaged. Jack returned to the U.S. when his tour of duty was completed, and Ute followed, leaving her family behind and landing in New York in June 1957. Her arrival on American soil is commemorated on the Ellis Island American Immigrant Wall of Honor.

Ute and Jack were married in Storrs, Conn., on July 13, 1957. A year later, Ute gave birth to their son, John. Daughters Christine and Anne followed. Over time, the family moved from Scituate to Plainville, Conn.; Allentown, Pa.; Sao Paulo, Brazil; Windsor, England; West Hartford, Conn.; back to Sao Paulo; and Chapel Hill, N.C.. Ute and Jack eventually retired to Sarasota, Fla. With each move, Ute successfully created a loving home environment, developed a network of friends, and planned extensive family travel. She was involved in the local community in each place she lived. She served as a Boy Scout and a Girl Scout leader, an art museum docent, a Welcome Wagon volunteer, a garden club member, and a youth symphony volunteer. She was an active member of the Landings Learning Group and a decades-long member of the Landoliers Chorus, both in Sarasota. An arts enthusiast, she frequently attended symphony and opera performances.

In 1978, after several years of renting in the Martha’s Vineyard Camp Meeting Association’s Campground, Ute and Jack bought a home on Martha’s Vineyard’s East Chop. The home remains in the family to this day, and is enjoyed by Ute and Jack’s children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren. Ute was active in the East Chop community as a member of the East Chop Tennis Club and East Chop Beach Club, and as secretary of the East Chop Association. Ute was also a member of the Martha’s Vineyard Garden Club, and attended Sunday services at Union Chapel.

Ute reveled in her many friends, attending social gatherings and hosting dinners and parties in the various homes she and Jack made together. Toward the end of every event she hosted, Ute pulled out her guestbook and prevailed upon each visitor to sign it. The pages of her multiple guestbooks are filled with poems, drawings, anecdotes, and the creative musings of the many people who passed through the doors of the Hargreaves’ home, sharing in the warmth and hospitality that Ute lovingly created throughout her lifetime.

Ute is survived by Jack, her husband of 61 years; her children John Hargreaves, Christine Hargreaves Ewing, and Anne Hargreaves Corley; her grandchildren Heather Ewing Lane, Celeste Ewing, and John Corley; and her great-grandchildren Ava, Kyla, and Ella Lane.

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William J. (“Bill”) Stafursky, 70, of Oak Bluffs died unexpectedly on Thursday morning, Nov. 1, 2018, at the Martha’s Vineyard Hospital.

Bill was the husband of Margaret A. (Staples) Stafursky and father of Monica Crozier of Marlborough, Robert E. Stafursky of Lowell, and Joshua Stafursky of Lincoln, Neb.; brother of Robert S. Stafursky of West Springfield and brother-in-law of Carl Ruck of Hull.

Visiting hours in the Chapman, Cole and Gleason Funeral Home, Edgartown Road in Oak Bluffs, will be held on Friday, Nov. 30, from 5 to 7 pm. Bill’s memorial Mass will be celebrated on Saturday, Dec. 1, at 11 am in St. Augustine’s Church, Franklin Street in Vineyard Haven, and burial will follow in Sacred Heart Cemetery, Vineyard Avenue in Oak Bluffs, with military honors provided by the veterans of Martha’s Vineyard, along with a masonic funeral service by the Oriental-Martha’s Vineyard Masonic Lodge.

Donations in his memory may be made to the Veterans Outreach Program at M.V. Community Services, 111 Edgartown Road, Vineyard Haven, MA 02568. A complete obituary will appear in another edition of this paper.

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John T. Hughes Jr. (“Jack”) died on Wednesday, Oct. 31, 2018, at Hope Hospice in Sandwich.

He was the son of John T. Hughes and Virginia S. Hughes, and was born on April 10, 1951, at the Martha’s Vineyard Hospital.

Jack loved the natural beauty of the Vineyard. He had special places all over the Island. When he was old enough to wander about, he’d explore the woods and shores of Lagoon Pond. He’d invite his friends along; Judy Issokson remembers “way too many” afternoons spent with Jack’s mum sewing Judy’s pants after she tried to jump fences that Jack assured her were easy to clear. He’d jump off the drawbridge in the summer, ice-skate in the winter, and go coasting in Cat Hollow with family and friends. He went duck hunting with his father at Pohogonot. He took his kids to many of these special places, and with the exception of jumping off the bridge, had his kids skating and coasting. He would take them to the mill pond at John Early’s old workshop and make them fishing poles with scraps of wood to catch the small fish that were stocked in the pond.

Jack invited friends in hard times to the family table for Thanksgiving or Christmas dinners. His son Oliver says he learned from Jack’s example, and attributes his good nature to his father’s generosity.

His many years on John Early’s crew took him to jobsites with spectacular views, including Squibnocket and locations along Vineyard Sound. He loved exploring the shore, looking for sharks’ teeth, arrowheads, and beach glass. He loved watching the birds, whether in the woods or over the water. He’d get excited seeing a ripple in the water, as it presented an opportunity to catch fish. He was an observant naturalist. He was on Chappy one time and watched a family of woodcock cross the dirt road. We laughed for months after as he, over six feet tall, demonstrated just how the woodcock moved.

In his early days of carpentry, Jack worked with Marc Pelletier and his crew. He moved over to John Early’s company, and worked with a great crew of craftsmen for many years. He took great pride in his work, and appreciated the artistry and craftsmanship of others. Jack would show you progress on a jobsite and point out what he thought was a difficult cut well executed, a successful complex framing, beautiful stonework, or a beam whose special grain had been displayed.

Bill Wallace remarked that “Jack was the master of guerilla carpentry. He worked hard; if you hired him he delivered every penny’s worth of productivity. I never meet a man with stronger focus: crazy and amazing.”

Mike Post tells this story: “There was the time Jack was working on the remodeling of the Martha’s Vineyard Co-Operative Bank in Oak Bluffs. We had by then started using nail guns for most of the framing. Jack and I were installing the rafters on the new dormers in the front of the building, Jack at the top plate and I at the ridge. For whatever reason, when Jack fired off, one of the soft metal nails took a right turn and secured his thumb along with the rafter to the top plate. The next words out of his mouth were “CATSPAW, CATSPAW, CATSPAW.” I scampered down the staging, found a catspaw, clambered back up, and just before I set the catspaw behind the nail head with all my might, Jack, with nail gun still in his right hand, said “WAIT, WAIT, WAIT.” He then proceeded to nail the rafter securely in place before I attempted to set the catspaw and remove the nail. I said to myself, That’s some quick thinking! Once the nail was removed, Jack drove himself to the hospital. We all went back to work. Two and a half to three hours later, near the end of the day, Jack returned. It seems he got tired of waiting to be seen, and walked out of the emergency room and drove to the Ritz, where we all joined him.”

Jack enjoyed playing on the varsity basketball team in high school. He was good at the game, and worked hard to use the skill set he was given. Jack did, however, have some sports experiences that were a bit challenging. Marc Pelletier remembers that in the 1970s, while the Space Cowboys did their best to reign supreme as a credible bowling team, “Long Lock” was Jack’s bowling name. Initially, their performance was so abysmal that Al Brickman gave them keys to the bowling alley so they could practice in the off hours, away from prying and more competent bowlers. They did practice, and they often won — there is at least one trophy in someone’s storage locker or cellar. This team membership and camaraderie extended to baseball, as the Mainliners — Jack was the catcher.

There were decades of intense pool and dart games, and the ongoing low-stakes card games. He taught his kids cribbage, but never gave them a mulligan, and gave them pool lessons at the P.A. The memorable element of any of these games is not Jack’s performance — the recollection always includes his characteristic facial expression, a kind smirk, like there was always some other inside joke.

The last sport Jack played was golf, a game he excelled at and enjoyed. He had an Island membership at Farm Neck, and frequently enjoyed playing with his mum and father. He also enjoyed watching birds and finding arrowheads along the edges of Sengekontacket Pond as he made the rounds.

Jack’s friend Bill describes him best: “Like this Island he so deeply loved, he had a wide variety of moods, and like this island they could comfort, intrigue, and occasionally overwhelm, but always, always, eventually, after what could seem like an eternity, they would resolve themselves. The breach in the beach to Chappy would heal, Jack would come back to us, and we’d all remember the boy, the man, the Islander. He was a gift, maybe a hard gift sometimes, but worth it. There was only one Jack Hughes. If there were two, the world would wobble off its axis and crash into the sun.”

As his health deteriorated, he lost his ability to walk the beaches and the edges of the ponds and to explore the woods, but he still made daily drives to East Chop to watch the ocean and listen to the waves while he did crossword puzzles and sudoku.

Jack is survived by his children, Kate, Oliver, and Tom Hughes; his father, John, and his sisters, Pat and Sally Hughes and Ellen Gallagher. He was the brother-in-law of Hal Minis, Elaine Merritt, and John Gallagher.

A potluck celebration of his life will take place on Saturday, Nov. 10, beginning at 12:30 at the P.A. Club. Donations in Jack’s memory may be made to the Holy Ghost Association, Box 2203, Oak Bluffs, MA 02557, or to Hope Hospice, 73 Service Road, East Sandwich, MA 03537.

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Donald E. Macdonald, 75, of West Tisbury died on Tuesday, Nov. 6, 2018, at Massachusetts General Hospital. Donald was the husband of Betsy L. Macdonald, and father of Chris and Jared Macdonald.

Visiting hours in the Chapman, Cole and Gleason Funeral Home will be held on Friday, Nov. 9, from 4:30 to 6:30 pm. His graveside service will be on Saturday, Nov. 10, at 11 am in the West Tisbury Cemetery, State Road, West Tisbury. A complete obituary will appear in another edition of this paper.

Donations may be made to the M.V. Fallen Firefighters’ Association at the Tisbury Firefighters’ Association, P.O. Box 1313, Vineyard Haven, MA 02568; Donald was supportive during their car shows.

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Don Macdonald died at Massachusetts General Hospital in Boston on Nov. 6, 2018, as a result of a stroke he suffered on Oct. 24.

Donald Earle Sherburne was born in Woburn on Feb. 16, 1943, to Ginnie Farnham and Earle Sherburne. In 1950, Don moved to Martha’s Vineyard with his mother and younger brother, Jon. While on the island, Ginnie met and married Herb Combra Sr. Don adopted his stepfather’s last name, and was known as Don Combra through his high school years. Don was proud of the fact that he was a member of the first class to graduate from MVRHS. Following Herb’s death, Ginnie met and married Gil Macdonald, and Don again adopted his stepfather’s name.

After high school, Don enlisted in the Air Force, where he was stationed in Nebraska as member of the 818th Transport Squadron. After returning from Nebraska, Don attended Vesper George School of Art in Boston, where he met Betsy McKie. Don and Betsy both transferred to Southeastern Massachusetts University in South Dartmouth, graduating with a B.A. in art education.

Don and Betsy married in Winsted, Conn., on Sept. 7, 1969. Don and Betsy made their home on the Island in a house Don built himself. On the Island, they operated a variety of businesses, including a pet shop called the Glass Menagerie on Circuit Avenue, a store at the airport called Taj, where Don sold items he had made, and the Scrimshander in Edgartown, which he and Betsy ran for 33 years. Don was a talented scrimshander, and created many amazing pieces of scrimshaw over the years.

Don is survived by his beloved wife Betsy and his two sons, Chris and Jared Macdonald, whom he was very proud of and loved dearly. His wife and sons would tell you he had a stubborn streak, but he was a good man and worked hard all his life. Chris’ wife Emily and Jared’s wife Elise were two of Don’s favorite people, and brought out Don’s reasonable side. He is also survived by his two grandchildren, Cooper and Daphne Macdonald, who were the highlight of his retirement years, his younger brother Jon Macdonald and wife Julie, nieces Sheri Alcorn, Ginnie Chapman, Sarah Noda, Rebecca Topiz, nephew Jon Macdonald Jr. and many great-nieces and -nephews.

Visiting hours in the Chapman, Cole and Gleason Funeral Home will be held on Friday, Nov. 9, from 4:30 to 6:30 pm.

His graveside service will be on Saturday, Nov. 10, at 11 am in the West Tisbury Cemetery, State Road, West Tisbury, with military honors provided by the veterans of Martha’s Vineyard.

Donations may be made to the M.V. Fallen Firefighters’ Association at the Tisbury Firefighters’ Assoc., P.O. Box 1313, Vineyard Haven, MA 02568; Donald was supportive during their car shows.

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William J. (“Bill”) Stafursky, 70, died unexpectedly and peacefully at home on Nov. 1, 2018.

He was born in Greenfield on March 28, 1948, to Bill and Norma (Whalen) Stafursky, and attended junior college until 1967. When he realized that he would be drafted, he enlisted in the Army. He was wounded within months of being “in country,” Vietnam, and as a sergeant finished his tour at Fort Dix, N.J. He moved his young family to the Island in 1971, and started working as a printer at DaRosa’s. Working with children as a chaperone for school trips or as Little League coach was fitted into his busy schedule. Throughout the 43 years of working as a printer and going out on sales calls, he befriended many, and became known to the Island businesses and school, hospital, and government communities.

In 1979, Bill married his wife, Margaret (Staples), a MVRHS teacher, and they lived in Oak Bluffs for 40 years, during which he actively worked on town boards and community projects. Bill had become a Mason early on in his life, and he served on the Tisbury planning board. He often said that Oak Bluffs was the only town for him. He was on the volunteer fire department of Oak Bluffs, the Oak Bluffs finance committee, the Oak Bluffs Democratic Committee, often as a delegate to state conventions, and the M.V. Democratic Committee. He actively participated on the Oak Bluffs School building committee, was the committee spokesman at town meeting to get the approval for the new elementary school, and saw the project through the many years it took to get it from planning to completion.

From 1978 to 1996, Bill was the co-promoter with his wife of the Tour of Martha’s Vineyard Pro-Am Race, held annually on Tivoli Day in September. As the race grew in size and importance nationally, he also attended many races as a USCF race official throughout New England. Then and later, he traveled to national and international events for Omega Timing. This experience came in useful when he was the starter for MVRHS track events.

During his realtor work with Wallace and Co., Bill became involved with the development and building of the Vineyard Golf Club. He helped with the process of getting that project through numerous boards and commissions on Island, and was proud to be a part of making it an awardwinning organic course in the country. Later, as an honorary member, he enjoyed trying to improve his game.

Bill also enjoyed the nature of the Vineyard, especially going to State Beach with his family and grandchildren. Rides up-Island, going to other beaches, and walking through Land Bank properties were favorite pastimes. In his later years, Bill enjoyed his travels out West to the National Parks of Yellowstone, Grand Teton, Zion, Bryce, and the Grand Canyon. Special to him were trips to Hawaii and San Francisco, and recently to New Orleans for the French Quarter Music Festival. Trips to Nebraska to visit his son Joshua and family were never taken often enough, nor were those taken to visit the rest of his family in Massachusetts. Trips along the East Coast and to Boston to museum exhibits, plays, Handel and Haydn performances, and family or friend visits were common.

In later years, Bill served on the Elderly Housing Board, and recently had joined the Oak Bluffs affordable housing committee, with special interest in veteran housing. He was a member of M.V. Mediation, and often helped veterans with legal and court proceedings as an advocate and mediator in jail or court.

His last three years as the veterans’ program director at Community Services were very special to Bill. Bill was devoted to helping and caring for the veterans on the Island. This job was a perfect fit for him, as he knew the Island so well and was able to match resources and people with one another. He started the veteran ID card program, coordinated dinners, organized the performances of the awardwinning play “Occupied Territories,” and often drove veterans to Providence for their VA appointments. He persistently worked with the M.V. Hospital and other VA offices to smooth out the process of getting services for veterans and their families. He passionately wanted all veterans to get the help and support that they needed and were entitled to for their service. The strength and love he showed to his family was extended to his veteran family.

The Vineyard had become home to him, and he embraced its natural beauty, but more importantly its people. Bill loved, cared for, and gave strength to his family, friends, colleagues, and veterans, and to the Island itself, with special concern for children and the disenfranchised. With his good nature, he listened well, and always worked to help others.

Bill is survived by his wife, Margaret; and his children, Joshua of Lincoln, Neb., Robert Edward of Lowell, and Monica (Robert) Crozier of Marlborough. He is survived by four grandchildren, Olivia and Noah Stafursky, and Amelia and Nora Crozier. He is also survived by his brother Robert (Robert King) of Westfield, and his brother-in-law, Carl Ruck of Hull.

Visiting hours in the Chapman, Cole, and Gleason Funeral Home, Edgartown Road in Oak Bluffs, will be held on Friday, Nov. 30, from 5 to 7 pm. Bill’s memorial Mass will be celebrated on Saturday, Dec. 1, at 11 am in St. Augustine’s Church, Franklin Street in Vineyard Haven, and burial will follow in Sacred Heart Cemetery, on Vineyard Avenue in Oak Bluffs, with military honors provided by the veterans of Martha’s Vineyard along with a Masonic funeral service by the Oriental-Martha’s Vineyard Masonic Lodge.

Donations in his memory may be made to Veteran’s Services at M.V. Community Services, 111 Edgartown Rd., Vineyard Haven, MA 02568. Visit ccgfuneralhome.com for online guestbook and information.

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Elizabeth (“Betty”) Macy Gardner died at Windemere on Nov. 18, 2018, where she had resided for several years.

Born in Montclair, N.J., in 1923, she graduated from Montclair High School in 1941 and attended Endicott College. She was married in 1950 and had one son, Gardner Baldwin, who was living on the Vineyard, employed by Bunch of Grapes bookstore, when he died in 2011. After his death, his son Christian Baldwin came to the Vineyard to live with his grandmother and continue work as a chef at Vineyard restaurants.

After her condition necessitated the move to Windemere, he sold the Vineyard Haven family home and moved to Florida, where he died unexpectedly. Betty had lived with her widowed mother in Cranford, N.J., and in Hollywood, Fla., until her mother’s death in 1968. Betty worked for the Vineyard Nursing Service for many years upon moving to the Island.

She was predeceased by her brother, Procter Smith Jr., and is survived by her sister-in-law Leigh Smith, her nieces Pamela Brock and Alison Driscoll, her nephew Procter Smith III, and five grandnephews, one grandniece, and two children of her grandnephew.

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William Lewis Alden died peacefully at home on Nov. 16, 2018, surrounded by his loving family in Falmouth. He was a resident of Falmouth, formerly of Westborough, and West Tisbury.

Bill was a gifted entrepreneur, founder of five separate companies and originator of the autonomous Personal Rapid Transit systems concept. He created the staRRcar (Self-transit Rail and Road car) as a solution to the problems of urban traffic. His staRRcar concept was featured on Walter Cronkite’s “21st Century” in 1972, and as an installed system in Morgantown, W.Va., carrying over 15,000 passengers per day without a single accident in 44 years. During his lifetime he worked with numerous charities, was an active church member, and was a devout theologian. His Pilgrim Productions Co. wrote and distributed the screenplay “Behind God’s Back,” a religious biopic based on the life of Dietrich Bonhoeffer. Bill loved the outdoors and enjoyed gardening, skiing, fishing, riding the ocean waves, and his most favorite pastime, sailing.

Bill, a direct descendent of pilgrim John Alden, was born in Springfield on May 17, 1926. He graduated from Brockton High School, and served in the U.S. Navy as a pharmacist mate on the hospital ship Rescue in WWII. He graduated from Harvard College in 1950, and Harvard Business School in 1952.

Bill was active on several boards, including Alden Electronics and Impulse Recording Equipment Co., Alfax Paper and Engineering Co., Massachusetts Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Children, Facing History and Ourselves Foundation, and Andover Newton Theological School (12 years).

Bill’s greatest joy was spending time with his family, extended family and friends. He delighted in telling his grandchildren stories and making them laugh. His sense of humor, long-winded jokes, distinctive laugh, and kind spirit were appreciated by his friends, family, and even strangers, wherever he went.

He is survived by his beloved wife of 67 years, Judy (Grose); five children, eight grandchildren, and two great-grandchildren: Wendy Alden Rogers, Emerald and husband Bickley McSwiney, Coral Garvey, Teak Garvey; Polly Alden and husband Richard Millett (dec.), Ryan Millett and wife Marcela (Carneiro), Liliana; Michael Millett and partner Justina Johnson, Logan; Lincoln Alden and wife Anna (Dewey), Orion Alden, Sterling Alden, Katrina Alden; Luther Alden, and Jonathan Alden. Bill was predeceased by his siblings, Louise Sands, Elizabeth Morrall, Priscilla Cross, and John Alden.

A memorial and celebration of life will be held on Saturday, Dec. 8, at 1 pm at the Unitarian Universalist Fellowship of Falmouth, 840 Sandwich Road, East Falmouth, MA, phone 508-457-0449.

Donations in Bill’s memory may be made to the Evergreen Singers, an a capella choir that offers songs of comfort and healing to people who are ill or in hospice care. The mailing address is Evergreen Singers, P.O. Box 385, Norwich, VT 05055.

For online guestbook, obituary and directions, visit ccgfuneralhome.com.

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