Morton Gerald Harmatz, psychologist, musician, and retired UMass professor, died in his long-time Amherst home in the company of his loving wife, Robin, late in the evening of August 22, after 78 years of full and passionate living. His death was the result of complications from ALS, also known as Lou Gehrig’s disease. He was the son of the late Harry Jacob Harmatz and Louise (Hershenfeld) Harmatz. He is survived by his beloved wife, Robin (Lynes) Harmatz, his cherished son, Mark David Harmatz of Belchertown, and his older sister, Rose Steinberg, of New York.

          Mort was born on March 25, 1939 on the Lower East Side of New York City. Though the Harmatz family moved to Queens for a time, Mort spent the majority of his youth growing up on the Lower East Side of Manhattan. He went to Hebrew School and became a bar mitzvah in 1952.  Though he had a deep love of Judaism as a cultural identity and an ethical way of being in the world, he had little taste for the more religious aspects of Judaism and claimed to remember little of his early training.  His family was not strictly observant, and Mort did not frequent the synagogue as an adult, but he encouraged his wife to see what Judaism might have to offer her as part of her own spiritual quest, leading to her conversion in 2012. Despite his claims that he did not remember anything from Hebrew School or service practices, he displayed a surprising amount of knowledge of the Shabbat home blessings when they became important to Robin years later. The Friday evening prayers and a sweet kiss to welcome Shabbat became precious to both of them. It was, quite literally, on so many levels, a gift Mort gave to Robin resulting in a spiritual blessings that Robin had brought back into his life

As a youth and teenager, Mort frequented the Henry Street Settlement house, where, as a talented budding musician, he came to occupy the first trumpet chair in the Pitt Street Orchestra as well as mastering classical piano. He was part of a quartet that played weddings and bar mitzvah’s as well as at hotels in the Catskills in the summer. As a musician and a member of the Beat generation, Mort liked to hang around the coffee shops in Greenwich Village, where all the cool cats were reading Freud when they weren’t delving into Kierkegaard.

Mort graduated from Forrest Hills High School in Queens–to which he continued to commute even after the family moved back to Manhattan–in 1956.  He left for college at 17, first attending SUNY Fredonia, a campus devoted to the performing arts, as a music major. At Fredonia, he took stock of the American orchestral scene and noted that the few trumpet chairs were already occupied by relatively young musicians, leaving little hope for him of gainful employment.  He also recognized that some of his classmates had a different caliber of musical gift, which he felt he would never match no matter how many hours he devoted to practice. So, he left behind his dreams of a musical career, falling in love, instead, with the discipline of psychology.

Even as a teenager, Mort had an instinct for divining what people were thinking below the surface–a sense of what drove them, what hurt them, how they thought. He wouldn’t have said he was a mind-reader, but he had a keen intuition about humans and how they acted.  Psychology gave him a way to engage with the world, and to draw upon his instincts and intuitions to help others.  To follow this new interest, Mort transferred from Fredonia to Ohio State University, where he met his first wife, of 20 years, Marilynne, a talented dancer and a gifted artist.  After his graduation, they moved to Seattle, where Mort completed his masters and his PhD at the University of Washington–receiving his doctorate at the age of 24, writing his dissertation on a typewriter while living on a houseboat in the Puget Sound.  He completed a post-doc fellowship at the University of Oregon Medical School to refine his clinical training.  He often told a story of administering a Rorschach test in the ER to a man having a psychotic break, who reached over in the midst of the examination to touch his arm–to see if he were real.  This story represents the exquisite blending in Mort’s practice of clinical training and intuition–that Mort had the capacity at such a moment to put down the testing instrument and help a suffering man feel like he was still a part of the world. 

Mort and Marilyn came to Amherst in 1964 where Mark was born five years later.  Even after their divorce, they remained committed parents to their son.  Mort loved Mark with every fiber of his being, always wanting what was best for him, encouraging him in his education and his interests, and wanting him to be happy.  One of the bright spots in this late time of his illness was getting to spend more and more time with his son.  He relished just having Mark in the room with him, or going out to lunch with him at Panera, or sitting around and watching golf or whatever else was on TV, and especially listening to Mark talk about his experience in the world–he loved that.

Mort was granted tenure at UMass in 1970 and was one of the founding faculty members of the clinical psychology doctoral program at the University of Massachusetts Amherst. For more than four decades, Mort was greatly respected by his colleagues in the Psychology Department, as he was known to be a man of kindness, fairness, and good humor regardless of the challenges at hand.  During his many years as the Director of Clinical Training, Mort helped lead the doctoral program to a level at which it gained national recognition as a model of clinical psychology training.  When Mort decided to retire, his colleagues implored him to remain on as director for a few more years as the program transitioned to a clinical science model of training; as was typical of Mort’s generosity and selflessness, he agreed to do so.  As a clinical supervisor in the department’s Psychological Services Center, Mort was eagerly sought out by doctoral trainees who were fortunate to be supervised by an individual with such a remarkable level of clinical knowledge, skill, and intuition.  On the undergraduate level, Mort’s courses in abnormal psychology and human sexuality attracted a capacity crowd of five hundred students each semester.  In addition to authoring textbooks in both of these areas, Mort published dozens of research and scholarly articles in the field of psychology. As a testament to his excellence as an educator, Mort was awarded the College Outstanding Teaching Award in 1999.  Mort gave generously of his time and talent in the Psychology Department through his service on countless committees, in the community as a consultant to mental health agencies, and on the national level through his active involvement in several professional associations.  Especially notable was his five-year appointment by Governor Weld to the Massachusetts Board of Registration of Psychologists, with responsibility for the credentialing and oversight of more than 6,000 psychologists in the Commonwealth.  In the final years of his term on the Board, Mort was elected to serve as Chair, a role he fulfilled with distinction and was instrumental in rewriting the regulations around psychological training and ethical standards. 

 Early in his career, he had also been a Vista Volunteer–serving in this domestic version of the Peace Corps to fulfill a mission of strengthening community mental health resources and clinical training in remote areas of the country.  He talked about his consultations in the “Appalachian hollers”, where he honored the work, but was troubled by the contrast between his comfortable life and the incredibly impoverished communities he was serving.  

Mort consulted for community mental health programs during the period of de-institutionalization, including work at the Northampton State Hospital and Belchertown State School that helped advocate for a more holistic system of treatment, based in the necessity for patients of basic human contact.  He also had a private practice, using an eclectic approach to support a wide variety of needs over many years, seeing clients up until March of this year.  Mort was a curious and highly intelligent practitioner, an eclectic psychotherapist, and a compassionate soul, motivated, fundamentally, by kindness and a fascination with the remarkable mystery of the human experience.     

Mort and his second wife, Robin, met in 1982, when she consulted with him over an issue she was encountering in her work at a local family planning clinic.  Both were hesitant to engage in a long term relationships based on recent experience, but they nonetheless fell headlong in love with each other, and were together for the next 35 years.  They got married in the backyard of the home they built together. All of the wedding pictures show them laughing.  The home itself became a place of sanctuary for them–their center–and in the last few months it was a saving grace for Mort to be able to survey his small portion of the world from the top of the hill, through the many windows of the living room, trusting that Robin would be there, and feeling at ease.  “He gave me the most amazing life,” Robin says; “passion, music, theater, joy, laughter, connection through really hard things, a fidelity that was bone-deep, soul-deep.  He brought out the best in me,” she said. “He brought out the best in a lot of people.  He loved me even when I didn’t deserve it.”

But her devotion to Jewish life actually created a pathway for him to find some solace in it as well, especially at monthly musical Friday evening services, which he attended regularly finding the capacity, Robin said, “to weep as if his heart were breaking.”     

Mort was a funny man, with a sense of humor described as “clever and wonderful.”  “A day that began with big laughs at his quips,” a friend wrote,” was a good day.”  With certain friends, he could engage in humor as if it were a bloodsport, though he knew when he had crossed over to the “ouch.”  Robin, who he sometimes called his “little Mensa”, said she felt brilliant when she came up with something he thought was good, and another friend noted that when she saw them walking down the street, with one of their many dogs, “it seemed like you had grown up in the same NY neighborhood because your sense of humor, your sparkling wit, matched so well.”  Mort loved his social group that met regularly at Rao’s and was a devoted friend.  He loved physical activity, especially bicycle riding, which he found ways to pursue to the fullest even as his illness began to claim him.  He was a great photographer, and a people watcher, and he delighted in theater and art, reading, and film, and profound discussions about all of these things.  He had an appreciation of road trips and fine automobiles, and a map of the world in his mind drawn up to demarcate, in particular, the places where he had experienced a particularly delicious meal or other sensory delight. 

It is a piece of the inexorable tragedy of being that such a rich life as this met such a stifling end.  It was terrible to watch Mort lose the capacities of mobility and communication, to see him stumble and to choke as he tried to drink a glass of water.  But even in the midst of this decline, he experienced the blessing of an enviable tenderness both given and received.  It is a testament to the quality of his spirit, and to the tenacity and truth of a long and loving marriage. 

Hadley, Jerome M. Mileur of Hadley Massachusetts, friend, professor, baseball fan and mentor to many, died on Tuesday, Sept. 5th at the age of 83 after a very brief illness. He died surrounded by many that loved him deeply which, had it been allowed, would have filled a baseball stadium.

Jerry Mileur was born in Murphysboro, IL in 1934 to Charles and Mildred Mileur. He developed a love of politics, baseball, and puns, and was devoted to his home state and its history. He went to college and graduate school at his beloved Southern Illinois University where he was a member of Phi Kappa Tau fraternity. He earned his bachelor’s degree in speech communication in 1955 and a doctorate in government in 1971. He maintained a life-long connection to SIU and established a lectures series, in honor of his SIU mentors, at the Paul Simon Public Policy Institute, where he had served on the board of directors for many years.

He joined the Political Science faculty of the University of Massachusetts at Amherst in 1967 where his teaching and research focused on U.S. political parties and elections. He quickly became the best friend to a number of sports fans, and best friend to an equal number of people who could not spell the word “Cooperstown.” He taught at UMass for 37 years during which time he advised a large number of doctoral students, was chair of the Department of Political Science, was awarded the UMass Amherst Chancellor’s Medal, and founded the Jackie Robinson Initiative which marked the 50th anniversary of baseball’s integration. He was an accomplished author and editor.  But his attention to his students was most important to him, and life changing for those who benefitted from his wisdom, consideration and concern. He leaves behind an enormous group of “Jerry’s Kids;” a large cadre of devoted graduate students who learned from him in the classroom and well beyond it and who continue to this day to spread the intellectual gospel they learned from him.

His dedication to his communities, both in Illinois and in Massachusetts, was evidenced by his extensive political activity, his support for the arts, and his long-standing weekly breakfasts, lunches, and happy hours with friends of all ages. 

Some knew Jerry for his love of baseball.  He was the long-time owner of the Harrisburg Senators until 1994.  Even to this day, if you mention his name at the stadium people will say “Jerry brought baseball back to Harrisburg!” Others will remember Jerry for his dedication to the St. Louis Cardinals, a love that was kindled by his much-loved grandfather August Willi. Jerry published two books on the Cardinals and his third volume was completed just a few days before his death.  Others will think about his collections of political memorabilia and extensive frog collection which he kept at his home in Hadley affectionately named “Frogs Folly.”

But for most, Jerry Mileur will be remembered for his immense heart that was filled with kindness, and a generosity that was peerless. His unrivaled ability to care for others was matched only by his corny wit and his fierce intelligence. His family and friends joyfully enjoyed his many puns, humors songs, and humor.  You could see the depth of his interests and his extensive world travels by walking through his house which was a testament to his curiosity and sense of adventure. But the biggest testament to his love of life was his very large collection of friends. He socialized, traveled and adventured extensively with them and was always planning the next event or trip with them. To say “he will be missed” is such an absurd understatement and one he would certainly, in his humbleness, deny.

Jerry had a loving family across the country and was a beloved figure at family weddings and gatherings. He will be deeply missed by them all. He was preceded in death by his parents, Charles and Mildred Mileur of Murphysboro, IL.  He grew up with and maintained a close connection with cousins.  He is preceded in death by his cousin Margaret Reddy (survived by her husband John Reddy).  He is survived by his cousin Lou (Nancy) Derickson and his cousins Ron (Maureen) Reddy, Rona (Mike) Vargrosky, David (Ashley) Reddy, Karen (Archie) Cole, and John (Bev) Reddy.

Visiting hours with friends and family will be held at the Douglass Funeral Home in Amherst Massachusetts on Sunday, September 10^th from 2pm to 5pm with a brief service beginning at 4pm.  A full memorial service will be held in Amherst on September 30^th with details to follow.  Given Jerry’s long commitment to others and his community, we ask that, in lieu of flowers, donations be made in his name to the Amherst Survival Center, 138 Sunderland Rd., Amherst, MA 01002, www.amherstsurvival.org. God speed, Jerry, and may you rest in peace.

Hadley, Donald Edward Gjertson, retired UMass professor and longtime resident of Hadley, died unexpectedly at his home on September 2.  He was 72.  Don is survived by Misako, his beloved wife of 46 years; his two sons Carl and wife Erica of Simsbury, CT, and Niels of San Francisco, CA; and two grandchildren Jacob and Claire.

Don was born on April 30, 1945, to Elmer and Mina Gjertson, and grew up in Moses Lake, WA.  He enlisted in the Marine Corps in 1965 and served until 1968, attaining the rank of Sergeant.  He graduated from the University of Washington in 1970 and received a Ph.D. from Stanford University in 1975.  He served as a professor of Chinese at the University of Massachusetts for 36 years, as well as the Department Chair of Asian Languages and Literatures and an Assistant Dean at the College of Humanities and Fine Arts Advising Center.

Don was a devoted father and husband, a respected teacher and scholar, and an avid hiker and backpacker — he was proud to have climbed Mount Fuji in Japan, Jade Mountain in Taiwan, Mount Whitney in California, Mount Rainier in Washington, and all the high peaks of the Adirondacks, Catskills, and White Mountains.  His wit, wisdom, and warmth will be deeply missed by all who knew him.

Calling hours will be Friday, September 8, 2017 from 6-8 pm at the Douglass Funeral Service, 87 N Pleasant St, Amherst.  A memorial service will be held at 10 am on Saturday, September 9, at the First Congregational Church of Hadley, 102 Middle St. In lieu of flowers, please consider a donation to the Juvenile Diabetes Research Foundation (jdrf.org). 

Amherst, Phyllis E Longto 81 of Amherst passed away on Saturday September 2, 2017 at home surrounded by her loved ones.  She was born in Amherst on June 23, 1936.

She was the daughter of Harlan and Melora Mason.

She graduated from Amherst High School in 1954 and immediately started working for the town in the Clerks office, she later became the Secretary to the Superintendent and retired from the School in 1993.

Phyllis leaves behind her loving husband of 59 years Roger Longto, She leaves her  sons Kevin Longto of Corinth Vermont, Keith Longto of Amherst and Karl Longto of Belchertown.

Phyllis also leaves 6 Grandchildren Brian, Jake, Michael, Brandy, Mary and Matthew and one Great Grandchild Evelyn Grace.

Calling Hours will be held on Thursday September 7, 2017 from 5:00 pm until 8:00 pm at the Douglass Funeral Service at 87 No. Pleasant Street in Amherst.

A Funeral Service will be held on Friday September 8, 2017 at 10:00am at the Douglass Funeral Service with a graveside service to follow at the South Amherst Cemetery.

In Lieu of flowers donations may be made in the name of Phyllis to Big Brothers and big Sisters of Amherst.

Amherst, Mary Jean “Deany” Rasmussen Wright passed away on August 30th surrounded by family, in Amherst, MA. She was born in Glen Ridge, NJ in 1928, grew up in Montclair NJ, attended Ohio Wesleyan and earned her RN at Columbia University School of Nursing in 1952. Before starting a family, she worked as a visiting nurse in New York City. While raising four daughters with her late husband Norman Wright in Summit, NJ, she coordinated a Presbyterian Church tutorial program pairing Summit residents with middle-school students in Elizabethport. After her divorce in 1986, she worked at Overlook Hospital and at a private medical practice. She retired to Amherst in 2003 to be closer to her daughters and grandchildren, living first at Applewood Independent Living, then at the Arbors Assisted Living Facility. She is survived by daughters Betsy Leondar-Wright, Anne Wright, Sally Wright, and Katie Wright; grandchildren Niko, Sky, Alaya, Sadia, Olivia, and Madeline; and her brother Scott Rasmussen. Her memorial service will be in Amherst on October 15, at 1pm at the Unitarian Universalist Society of Amherst. In lieu of flowers, her family suggests donations to UNICEF, in honor of her concern for children worldwide (www.unicefusa.org/donate/unicef-tribute-cards)

Amherst, Donna Mae Doherty, 78 of Amherst, MA passed away August 31st, 2017. Born July 24th, 1939 in Northampton, MA she was the daughter of the late Arthur Christopher Magliola and Ladislua “Lottie” Radzilowicz Magliola. She is survived by her husband of 55 years William Richard Doherty; two daughters Kellie Doherty and Alicia Doherty, both of Arlington, MA; a sister Joan Knightly of Amherst, MA; a brother Michael Magliola of Easthampton, MA; a nephew Patrick Knightly of Hadley, MA; and the large extended Doherty family. Donna attended Hawley Grammar School and graduated from Northampton High School in 1957. She went on to earn a degree in nursing from the Mercy Hospital School of Nursing in Springfield, MA in 1960. After graduating from nursing school, Donna travelled the world as a stewardess before resuming her career at Mercy Hospital, Massachusetts General Hospital, Cooley Dickinson Hospital, and Northampton State Hospital. She left nursing mid-career to raise her children and to dedicate more time to her family, who will miss her dearly. In more recent years Donna was active in a local book club, involved in many activities through the senior center at Bang’s Community Center, loved to garden and was an integral part of her high school class reunion planning committee

Calling hours will be 5-7pm on Wednesday, September 6th at Douglass Funeral Service, Amherst. A graveside service will be at 11am on Thursday, September 7th at St. Brigid’s Cemetery at the corner of North Maple Street and Rocky Hill Road in Hadley, MA. A memorial reception will follow at The Red Barn at Hampshire College, 893 West Street, Amherst, MA. In lieu of flowers, donations may be made in Donna’s memory to the Holyoke Soldier’s Home, 110 Cherry Street, Holyoke, MA 01040.

Paul Robinson Rothery, Jr.

Paul R. Rothery, 89, of Amherst, passed away after a long illness on Wednesday, August 23, 2017, at the Cooley Dickinson Hospital in Northampton. Paul was born on December 25, 1927 in Springfield, MA, the son of Paul R. Rothery, Sr. and Therese Tapley Rothery. A graduate of Springfield Technical High School, he served in the U. S. Army in South Korea from 1947-1948, and received his Bachelor of Science in Metallurgy in 1951 from the Massachusetts Institute of Technology.

After graduation, Paul took a position as a metallurgical engineer at Hamilton Standard in Suffield, CT, where he raised two children with his first wife. In 1962, he joined his family business, Bay State Refining Company – a brass and bronze alloying company in Chicopee Falls, MA. He later became co-owner and manager with his brother, Frederick “Bud” Rothery.

In 1978, Paul married Carol Campbell Dersham and moved to Amherst, where he became active in the Unitarian Universalist Society of Amherst, serving as President of the Board, Chair of the Building and Maintenance Committee, and Chair of the Finance Committee. Paul loved to sail the Long Island Sound and the Caribbean, hike and ski the White Mountains, and bike with friends.  He took pleasure in weekend excursions with his family, spending time by the ocean, reading in the evening, and enjoying concerts, theater and museums.

But his greatest passion was music, especially classical and jazz. At MIT, while in the glee club, he formed a quartet called “The Logarhythms” which sang barbershop, folk, and college songs, and he loved the corny sense of humor they foisted upon their audiences. After his retirement, Paul led courses on Jazz Appreciation through the Five College Learning in Retirement program, and studied a wide range of subjects. He was a gentle spirit, loved by all who knew him. He will be remembered for his generosity, caring for others, intellectual curiosity, and sense of adventure.

Paul is survived by Carol Rothery, his wife of 38 years; daughter Jill Rothery and her children Emma and Christopher Rosati; son John Rothery; stepson David Dersham and his wife Molly Watkins; and stepdaughter D’Arcy Dersham. He is also survived by his children’s mother, Janice Angell McGuire, and many nieces and nephews.

A Memorial Service will be held on Saturday, November 18 at 11 am at the Unitarian Universalist Society of Amherst. A reception will follow the service in the Willie Eaton Social Hall. In lieu of flowers, gifts may be made to the Unitarian Universalist Society of Amherst.

Greenfield, Patricia Jean Peters age 87, died on Wednesday, August 23, 2017 at Charlene Manor in Greenfield, with family by her side.

She was born on December 29, 1929 in Buffalo, NY, to Mildred and John D Martin. Patty Jean (Martin) Peters grew up on Kinsey Avenue in Kenmore, NY where she completed her childhood education, graduating in the top ten of her class at Kenmore High School.

She then went on to obtain her diploma in nursing from the Massachusetts General Hospital, School of Nursing in Boston. In the 1970s, nursing was evolving and Pat helped develop the curriculum for the Nurse Practitioner program at the University of Massachusetts, and received one of the first certifications offered in the State of Massachusetts. She lectured extensively on the topic of mononucleosis.

She met her husband, William R. Peters, while both were attending nursing school, and were married the day after completing their training. They had four children, Robert Peters, Deborah Jacque, Brenda Peters, and Pamela McLean. Pat and her husband chose to raise their family in Amherst, a thriving academic community. The family became members of the Grace Episcopal Church, where they were actively involved in Parish life.

After their kids left home, Pat and her husband pursued their life long dream of moving to Florida, and spending their summers in Nova Scotia, Canada. They enjoyed walking on Clearwater beach at sunset, and continued their lay ministry work at St John’s Episcopal Church in Clearwater. They returned every summer to Medford Beach, Nova Scotia, which they referred to as “God’s Country”, and were active members of St James Episcopal Church in Kentville.

Pat spent the last three years of her life living at Windfield Estates for the elderly in Hadley, Massachusetts. She thoroughly enjoyed the lively community at Windfield, where she met many new friends. Pat also returned to Grace Episcopal Church where she found strength to complete her spiritual journey.

She was widowed in 2003, and is survived by Robert Peters and his son, Ben; Deborah  Jacque and her husband, Ronald, their daughter Anette, and her husband Ken Millington, and their son, Navarro, and their son Berri Jacque, and his wife, Asha Strazerro-Wild, and their son, Henry; and her daughter, Brenda Peters, her son Derek Robinson, his wife, Shannon, and son, Davis, daughter, Heather Robinson, her son Tayveon, and daughter, Takayla, and daughter, Becki Robinson; and her daughter Pamela McLean, and her husband Peter; Grand dogs Baxter, Zoe, Emma, Maple, and Arrow; sister, Mary Jennings, sister-in-law, Barbara Legros, and cousins: Martin and NancyJones, Ward and Mimi Jones, Ann and Lee Carlson, Margaret and Gary Hartzler, Judy Thomas, and Harry Thomas.

A church service will be held on Friday, September 1, 2017, at 11:00 am at Grace Episcopal Church in Amherst, followed by light refreshments in the parish hall. Suggested donations include Grace Episcopal Church, Charlene Manor, Greenfield, MA, and Hospice of Berkshire County.

Northampton, former longtime Amherst resident Marjorie Sanderson Babb, 86, mother, grandmother, business woman, friend, and community volunteer, passed away Wednesday, August 23, 2017, at the Rockridge Retirement Community. Marj was born February 23, 1931 at the family farm house in Whately, the daughter of the late William E. and Madeline {Gifford} Sanderson. She attended local schools in Whately, and was a graduate of Deerfield High School, class of 1948. She later graduated from Northampton Commercial College.  Marj began her business career as the bookkeeper at Frampton Buick in Amherst.  She owned and operated Pray Street Laundry, Amherst Sunshine Ice, Amherst Sunshine Center Laundromat, and Amherst Sunshine Car Wash for over 40 years. She was a member of the Whately Grange for 72 years, the National Grange, and the Whately Historical Society. Marj was an active member of the Amherst Senior Center, a member of Amherst Police SALT, a precinct warden for Amherst elections, and a generous supporter of every charitable request she received.  Marj always had a smile for everyone and will be dearly missed by those who love her.  She will be remembered for the countless acts of kindness she gave to those most in need.  She was adored by her family and is survived by her two sons Raymond, his wife Melanie and their daughters Marisa and Mackenzie and Richard, his wife Connie with their children Richard and his wife Kristin, Andrew, Ashley, and James.  The family is very grateful for the loving care given to Marj by Dr. Andrew Hall, Rockridge staff, Comprehensive Home Care, and Cooley Dickenson VNA Care.  A Memorial Service will be held at the Whately Congregational Church at 10:30 on Wednesday, August 30 followed by acommittal service in Whately Center Cemetery. Calling hours at the Douglass Funeral Service in Amherst will be Tuesday, Aug. 29, from 4-7 PM. Obituary and memorial register at www.douglassfuneral.com.  In lieu of flowers memorial gifts may be made to Rockridge or the Whately Congregational Church.