TCBA Yearbook

2012

  INDEX

Seasons
1902  1903 
1904
1905  1906  1907 1908  1909  1910

1911  1912  1913
1914  1915  1916 1917  1918  1919

1920

1921  1922  1923
1924  1925  1926 1927  1928  1929

1930  1931  1932
1933  1934  1935 1936  1937  1938
1939

1940  1941  1942
1943  1944  1945 1946  1947  1948
1949

1950  1951  1952
1953  1954  1955 1956  1957  1958
1959

1960  1961  1962
1963  1964  1965 1966  1967  1968
1969

1970  1971  1972
1973  1974  1975 1976  1977  1978
1979

1980  1981  1982
1983  1984  1985 1986  1987  1988
 1989 

1990  1991  1992
1993  1994  1995 1996  1997  1998
1999

2000  2001  2002
2003  2004  2005 2006  2007  2008
 2009 

2010  2011  2012
2013  2014  2015 2016  2017  2018
  2019  

2020  2021  2022
2023  2024  2025 2026  2027  2028
   2029    

Miscellaneous
Foreword 1
Foreword II
Introduction
The Ad
The Letter
The Test
First Newsletter
Yesterday
Gold
Origins

TCBA Almanac

 

Metro Division

 

Capitol Division

Bethesda

106

56

Innisfree

100

62

Long Island

102

60

4.0

Silver Spring

96

64

3.0

Scranton

100

62

6.0

Gunpowder

93

69

7.0

Hereford

66

95

39.5

Rapidan

66

95

33.5

Newark

64

97

41.5

Woebegone

65

95

34.0

Beacon

63

98

42.5

Edinburgh

59

102

40.5

 

Central Division

 

Atlantic Division

Horseshoe Bay

99

63

Fargo

93

69

Evanston

83

79

16.0

Farmington

91

71

2.0

Morgantown

82

80

17.0

Brooklyn

75

87

18.0

Waukesha

79

83

19.0

Portsmouth

69

91

23.0

Mimosa

78

83

20.0

Rochester

69

92

23.5

Bradenton

72

90

27.0

 

Tiger Bay

67

94

24.5

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Comments –

Marty Fiehl - I'm very thankful that I was able to get an opportunity to (drive) to Sayville and spend an evening and morning with Jim and Regina.

Don Mahley - I wrote Marty earlier this morning, and I wanted to let you and Mac know personally.  There has been a major change in my status.  I am emulating Stu. 

Last night the diagnosis was confirmed.  I have terminal pancreatic cancer.  So my TCBA days are over.  No oncology work-up yet, so I really do not know if I am looking at 3 months or a year, but a very finite time.  With all the seasons in transition, I thought it a good time to step out. 

Wish there were a good way to convey the news, but I can't find one. 

Wanted to say how much I have appreciated and valued your friendship, camaraderie, and counsel.  Keep up the good work you have done, even if you retire from the teaching system. 

Cheers…

Bob Braun – There are no words, my friend…

Julianna Mahley - This is my feeble attempt to keep you updated on what is happening to Don. Some of you have already heard all of the news by phone, but here is what we know now.

Don got ill about a month ago, and we've rushed from pillar to post with doctors, hospitals, tests, and procedures to get the big picture.  He has pancreatic cancer.

Yesterday at Georgetown Hospital he had surgery with Dr. Patrick Jackson in an attempt to have the Whipple procedure. The surgeon was unable to perform the Whipple, however, because of inflammation in the pancreas (pancreatitis). He did remove the gall bladder. The good news is that the cancer has not spread. The next step is that Don will be removed from all food for six weeks and have only IV sustenance in an attempt to bring down the inflammation.  The metal stent inserted by another hospital may be exacerbating the pancreatitis. After 6 weeks, they will take another Cat scan and hopefully will attempt the Whipple again. Those who have had a Whipple procedure triple their expected life span, so it is worth the effort.  The medical oncology team is going to visit today to discuss the possibility of immediate chemo treatments. Dr. Jackson agreed that this was not the A+ outcome we had hoped for today, but it is a strong B. 

He will be in the hospital at least through the weekend. He is in pain and finds it quite tiring to talk very long.  Presumably that will improve when he gets home. 

Please note that now that we have finally finished all of the kitchen renovations, there will be no cooking in the Mahley house. Who knew.

 

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