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Barney L. Hammond (M.A. ’77)

Barney L. Hammond, born Sept. 30, 1943 in Corpus Christi, TX passed away peacefully in Winston Salem, NC at Kate B. Reynolds Hospice Home on April 10, 2024 from complications due to pneumonia. He was preceded in death by his parents, Dr. Lloyd D. Hammond and Jean Ashley Hammond, and beloved wife Utah (Jutta) Ground Hammond.

Barney was an internationally recognized voice, speech, acting and Shakespeare text coach with the Canadian Stratford Shakespeare Festival (over 50 productions); Shaw Festival in Niagara-on-the-Lake, Ontario, CA; Shakespeare Theatre of Washington, DC; San Diago’s Old Globe; John Houseman Acting Company; Alley Theatre in Houston, TX, and many other notable theatre companies. He is Emeritus Faculty in the School of Drama at University of North Carolina School of the Arts (1988- 2001) and founding director of voice at the MFA Acting Program, University of Texas, Austin (2001 – 2016). He received his undergraduate training at Carnegie Mellon University, Masters in Directing at University of Houston, and post graduate studies in Voice at the prestigious Royal Central School of Speech and Drama, London.

Per Barney’s wishes, there will be no funeral. His remains will be sent to Ferncliff Cemetery in Hartsdale, NY where he will join his wife Utah.

In lieu of flowers, those wishing to celebrate Barney Hammond’s life and career please consider donating in his name to The School of Drama, UNCSA in care of the UNCSA Office of Advancement (336-770-3330). Condolences may be sent online through

Tom Fenske (’76, ’77)

I saw this picture in the Spring 2018 University of Houston Magazine. Wow, what a flash from the past. I see from the banner that this dates from the campaign days of 1976. I could so easily be in this picture as during those years I went up and down those stairs countless times. I was even grabbed by a Secret Service agent on the bottom of the stair case on the left when I attempted the go up the stairs while President Ford’s son was getting ready to speak on the upper landing during the 1976 campaign.
I got nostalgic seeing this picture because I have very deep roots to this building and most of my experiences there went way beyond just being a student. For over two years I was employed there with two different jobs. At that time the building comprised of two sections, the three story primary structure (well, basement and two upper levels) and an adjacent one story underground structure. Just behind and below those stairs is where the entrance tunnel to the underground section was. My first job was in an office down there and I was heading to class from work when the Secret Service grabbed me.
I worked for what was then called the “Campus Activities Department” and they provided support and advisors for all on-campus organizations like clubs, honor societies, student government, campus programming, fraternities, and sororities. This service center took up the major portion of the underground portion of the building. One of the services was called the Organization’s Bank, and it allowed qualified groups from all aspects of campus life to have an “account” for their treasuries, all managed through a central Campus Activites bank account. I first encountered this when I volunteered in the campus programming board, then called Program Council. The woman who ran this bank was very friendly and pleasant so I’d drop by and visit from time to time just to say “Hi.”
In early 1975 she needed a new assistant and offered me the part-time office job. It was convenient working on-campus and it helped draw me into the mainstream of virtually all of campus life. This was long before mass computerization so all the transactions were handled manually via an even-then ancient Burroughs automatic posting machine with individual ledger cards for each account. Young people are always amazed that we were able to use tools such as this in those pre-computer days but the machines and the procedures worked quite well. I worked there for over a year and quite enjoyed my time there. The office was down a back hallway and I was working once when a fire occurred in one of the maintenance closets on the far edge of the building. They evacuated both buildings as a precaution and that office was so out of the way, I was found happily working away by someone making a last pass through the building. It was news to me. Of course, they had suppressed the alarms. So much for fire drills, right?
I could have worked in that office for another year until graduation, but through contacts in the building I became aware of a job in the maintenance department of the same building, as a student assistant to the building mechanics. Office work was okay, but this job provided the opportunity for more hours and an even more flexible schedule. My hours were quite limited in the office job but in this role, I could work evenings and even weekends and pretty much set my own schedule. There was *always* something to do. Some weeks I could almost work full-time if the evening mechanic was sick. On a student economy, more hours was always a plus.
This job was great, and because of it I eventually came to know almost every inch of the building complex. I’m talking every office, every mechanical room, every deep dark cranny, even disgusting places you don’t want to know exist. Those steps in the picture? I painted those once, with a non-skid coating. I regularly had to go onto the roof of the building too. One of the main duties was to go on rounds and make sure there were no problems like squeaky belts or grinding motor bearings (remember that fire I mentioned). Once, while working over the holidays, I found a large amount of water pooling in the corridor between the main building and the underground offices and checked outside on the ground above that corridor. It was obviously a major water main leak. University repair crews had to be called in for an emergency repair even though it was Christmas Day.
The building was extensively renovated a few years ago and I’m sure when they were doing that, they found my scrawl on any of the older breaker boxes that had survived 35+ years in the building. Once, some electricians were working in the ceiling above a dining room of what was called the old Cougar Den on the bottom level. The workers found they needed to flip an unmarked breaker and this unfortunately cut power to the cash registers in the main dining area one floor above. This happened in the middle of the lunch rush. Nobody realized that during some past construction work power had been tapped below the floor to a circuit in the Cougar Den to facilitate installation of new outlets for a cash register station that had no other access to power. It took a frustratingly long time to locate the problem because no one thought to relate the work on the lower floor to this problem. After that, another student worker and I spent a weekend mapping all the breakers in the building.
That particular work came in handy too because not long afterwards, we had been called in to help the short-staffed custodial group to do a rather large banquet reset in the third level ballroom late one Saturday night. When we were almost done I was in the hallway outside the ballroom and detected a faint whiff of burned tar, which I knew was most likely the tell-tale odor of a fluorescent light ballast shorting out.
Sure enough, a quick survey discovered a nearby display case just beginning to fill with smoke. We immediately ran to shut off power at one of the recently audited breaker-boxes down the hall. My boss found a key to the case, which was thankfully almost empty and I removed the bulbs which rendered that fixture totally inoperative. I replaced the ballast the next Monday morning and found it had suffered primary short that had already burned a hole in the ballast case (sometimes they just get hot and stop working) — this would have definitely continued into a bad fire and would have caused a lot of damage. It was just pure luck we were there (hey, it was a chance to grab a couple of extra hours pay, right?) and we knew the smell and immediately went hunting for the source. A hot ballast can not be ignored.
Ah the anonymous life of the Unsung Heroes.
I checked every maintenance closet and machine room every day I worked, mostly for just that sort of thing. Problems were always cropping up on equipment that ran 24/7 (I return again to the fire, even though that pre-dated my maintenance work). I had other regular duties too, for instance I changed all the air filters in the building every month or so. I also changed uncounted numbers of light bulbs in every section of that building. To this day I still find myself instinctively scanning ceilings in big buildings and secretly noting the lights that are burned out. I worked on plumbing repairs, helped with repair work on the food service equipment, and was involved in really unusual stuff too.
Once, one of the sewage sump pumps (one of those disgusting areas I mentioned earlier) jammed and bent the long drive shaft. It needed to be machined but most machine shops around the area could not handle a shaft that long; it was at least ten feet. Somehow my boss heard about a super machine shop in the Physics Department, which even back in 1977 was an amazing facility. We both carried this disgusting, mumblemumble-encrusted hunk of metal by hand far across campus to that shop in one of the science buildings and they machined it. It barely fit in the service elevator, which opened directly into the machine shop floor.
The curious thing about working in that building was that, as it turned out, both jobs were unplanned extensions to my education. The office and bookkeeping skills I learned in the Organization’s Bank were a huge help in every job I held later. Note: computer business processes were all built on the models of the tried and true manual process. In he next job, by doing the varied maintenance work I gained invaluable on the job experience in electrical, plumbing, and carpentry repair. These are things I still use to this day.
The other great part about the maintenance job was that it was a blast most of the time. The two senior mechanics were WWII veterans, one was a marine in the pacific and the other one had been with the Flying Tigers and was later a B29 mechanic in India, working on the bombers that flew over the Himalayas, so the stories I heard were personal and insightful. Truly they were part of the greatest generation. Once that B29 mechanic and I had to make a long excursion across campus in the underground tunnels that snake under most campuses. (Maybe I’ll share that story another time.)
I had other duties too. I served as projectionist for campus-run movies and there were times I ran the sound and lights in the ballroom for dances and other events held there. As I previously said, there were also times we helped out the custodial staff for banquet setups.
Neither one of these jobs were college “work-study” positions, they were considered regular employment; part-time jobs that added to my seniority when I later held a position at another state institution. But just like any work-study job, it was a great convenience to work on campus.
Heck, I even had a master key to the building, something I needed to use while doing my general rounds. Even custodial staff with many years employment there didn’t have a master key. If I had to work on Saturday/Sunday mornings, I had to be on-time because I was the guy with the key!
Who knew what a flood of memories would come from that simple picture.
Thomas Fenske is a writer living in North Carolina. He’d like to say he was a product of the famed writing program at the University of Houston but sadly, that program came into existence the year after he graduated. Missed it by *that* much.

Theodore J. Nedderman (MS ’73)

Theodore Joseph Nedderman, 75, of Wake Forest, NC, passed away Wednesday, April 6, 2022. He was born September 2, 1946 in Stamford CT to the late Theodore Stepnowski, and late Frances Ciejka Nedderman. Ted graduated in 1964 from Bethel High School, from the University of Connecticut in 1968 with a Bachelor of Science in Engineering, and from the University of Houston in 1973 with a Master of Chemical Engineering degree. After retirement, he went back to school at Central Connecticut State University, and in 2013 passed the CPA Exam. He was drafted into the US Army on January 13, 1969. He graduated from NCO school on September 2, 1969. Ted arrived in Vietnam 12/18/1969. He was a distinguished graduate of the Americal Division Recondo School, and graduated as a Ranger on May 2, 1970. Ted received an Army commendation medal and a Bronze Star with a V device in May of 1970. When he left the Army in November of 1970, his rank was Staff Sergeant. At age 14, he was introduced to the stock market by his Uncle Sal, and from that time on he developed a fascination with the stock market. He enjoyed buying and selling stocks. Ted was treasurer of the Sagemont Civic Club for many years in Houston, TX, and was a Chemical Engineer for Shell Oil for 37 years. He coached both of his children’s soccer teams, and helped with coaching one of his grandson’s soccer teams. After he stopped coaching, he enjoyed attending as many of his daughter and grandkid’s soccer games as he could with his wife, Nancy. In Connecticut and North Carolina he helped proctor and certify ballot results of local elections, and served as secretary of his HOA board. When he lived in Texas, he enjoyed camping with family and close friends at the Frio River in Concan, TX. He also enjoyed taking an annual trip to see friends and relatives on the East Coast. After retirement he enjoyed talking with people about his military service and attended annual get togethers in Washington, DC with his former platoon members from Vietnam. In addition to his mother and father, he was preceded in death by his step-father, William Nedderman. Those left to cherish his memory include his wife of almost 54 years; Nancy Zielinski Nedderman of Wake Forest, NC, his son Thomas Nedderman and wife Jen of San Antonio, TX, his daughter Carolyn Solak and husband Jeff of Wake Forest, NC, and his grandchildren Madison, Hunter, Carter, Mia, Vianey, Hailey, and Gabriella. Visitation will be held at 10AM Saturday, April 16,2022 in the chapel of Bright Funeral Home, 405 S. Main Street, Wake Forest, NC, followed by a memorial service at 11AM to celebrate Ted’s life with Pastor Joe Chandler officiating. Memorial donations of sympathy may be made in Ted’s name to Tunnels To Towers Foundation at Bright Funeral home and Cremation Center of Wake Forest is serving the Nedderman family

Thomas Fenske (’76, ’77)

Thomas Fenske is the author of of six novels and one cookbook. He is originally from Texas but currently lives in North Carolina. His TRACES OF TREASURE Series follows Sam Milton and Smidgeon Toll, somewhat reluctant treasure hunters. THE HAG RIDER is civil war historical fiction about a young boy’s experiences after enlisting in the Confederate Cavalry, all the while under the protection of a slave’s witchcraft. HARMON CREEK explores a decade’s-old murder in rural Texas and the sordid conspiracy that follows. HARMON CREEK is his first novel in the crime/true crime genre, inspired by the mysterious death of his wife’s great-uncle. HARMON CREEK will be available from Amazon or any local bookstore in June 2022

Thomas Fenske

Thomas Fenske (’76)

Thomas Fenske (’76) graduate from CLASS majoring in English and History and published author of 5 novels is rocking his UH tie as an extra on the set of a new movie, MAKING HIM FAMOUS, currently filming in North Carolina.

Pat Anderson Mulvey (’73)

Pat Anderson Mulvey, 81, passed away peacefully Friday, July 3, 2020. He fought a valiant fight against three cancers. Pat was born Sept. 20, 1938, in Houston, Texas, the son of the late Elmer Anderson and Martha Mulvey, and called Wilmington his home. He was also preceded in death by his oldest son, Danny Mulvey. He served his country in the U.S. Army as a translator in Germany. After his time in the service, he worked for IBM. He earned a degree from the University of Houston. While working for IBM, he was assigned to NASA on the Apollo Program. After he retired, he became a dedicated and a lifetime member of Elks Lodge BPO No. 532. He served in many positions with the lodge. Pat loved music and a good hand of cards. Surviving are his loving wife of 43 years, Betty Mulvey of Wilmington; son, Kevin Gregory of English Mountain, Tennessee; daughter, Lisa Koger of Wilmington; daughter, Christine Casselli of Fort Worth, Texas; and six loving grandchildren and three great-grandchildren. Services are being planned for a later date. The family wishes to extend their heartfelt gratitude to Lower Cape Fear LifeCare for all of the loving care they received. In loving memory of Pat, donations to Lower Cape Fear LifeCare may be made at . Share online condolences with the family at Wilmington Funeral & Cremation .

Tizita Ayele (’76)

Mrs. Tizita Ayele passed away on July 2, 2020 at the age of 67 unexpectedly due to an illness that lasted for a short period of time. Mrs. Tizita Ayele was born in Addis Ababa (Ethiopia) on October 9, 1952 to Mr. Ayele Sebhat and Mrs. Kefey Zewge. After completing her elementary and secondary education in Ethiopia, Mrs.Tizita Ayele moved in 1972 to the U.S.A. She pursued her higher education in South Texas Junior College, Texas Southern University and University of Houston. After she acquired her first degree, she continued her studies and in 1986 graduated with master’s degree in Education and Administration. She was then hired at the John Jay College (CUNY) in New York and worked there until 2004. She left her job for medical reasons after having a severe job related injury. She moved to North Carolina in 2006 with her family and lived in Greensboro until the Almighty Lord called her to be with him on July 2, 2020. She is survived by her longtime friend, soulmate and a husband, Dr. Admasu Kebede; her beloved daughter, Kefey Admasu; her sisters, Nigist Ayele and Legawork Ayele. Mrs. Tizita Ayele is predeceased by her sister, Amsale Ayele and her, brothers Mr. Mikre Ayele and Nega Ayele. A private graveside service will be held Wednesday, July 8, 2020 at Carolina Biblical Gardens followed by entombment. Final arrangements are entrusted to Phillips Funeral Service, Inc. Online condolences may be sent to the Ayele family at

Joseph Lofstedt (’16)

 Joseph Lofstedt, former KIPP Halifax Primary Assistant Principal, will be the KIPP Halifax Primary School Leader.

Mr. Lofstedt grew up in New York, studied Early Childhood and Primary Education in Scranton, PA and earned his Masters degree from The University of Houston. Since moving to North Carolina, he has been a founding 1st and 3rd grade teacher at Gaston College Preparatory Primary School. In 2017, he transitioned to KIPP Halifax College Preparatory as the Assistant Principal. Joe looks forward to continuing to work with Cubs, families and staff in the upcoming school year.

Charles F. Mize (’57)

Charles Frank Mize, age 85 of Lincolnton, passed away on Friday, March 20, 2020, at the Addison of Lincolnton. A private graveside service will be held on Monday, March 23, 2020, at Asbury United Methodist Church cemetery with Rev. Laurie Knoespel officiating. Frank was born in Nacogdoches, Texas, on December 7, 1934, to Charles Leon Mize and Olice Griffin Mize. He grew up in Houston, Texas, and was a 1957 graduate of the University of Houston, where he majored in political science and lettered in debate. After graduation, he joined the U.S. Air Force in 1957, serving as an enlisted man for several years before enrolling in Officers Candidate School. He worked in the office of Special Investigations in Washington, DC, and left the Air Force after attaining the rank of Captain. Frank then worked for the District of Columbia Department of Public Welfare as an investigator before joining the Department of the Interior Bureau of Indian Affairs. He worked as a social worker on the Turtle Mountain Chippewa Reservation in North Dakota and as a Social Services Supervisor on the Navajo Reservation in New Mexico and Arizona. After retiring from the U.S. Department of the Interior, he worked for the Navajo Tribal Government as a Social Services Supervisor. Frank is survived by his wife of more than 55 years, Elizabeth “Libby” Shuford Mize, whom he married on August 8, 1964. They had met in Sunday School at South Capitol Street Methodist Church in Washington, DC. Their first date was after church in November 1963 when they went to the U.S. Capital to see John F. Kennedy’s casket brought in to lie in state before his funeral. They camped and traveled extensively throughout the United States, visiting 48 of the 50 states. In 1983, they moved to his wife’s hometown of Lincolnton, NC. Frank was a member of Asbury United Methodist Church, where he sang in the choir, served as church photographer, and helped start the audio-visual program. He was president of the Computer Users Group of Lincolnton for over 25 years. He was very active in North Carolina Senior Games Silver Arts, having competed in Charlotte-Mecklenburg, Cleveland County, Gaston County, and Lincoln County. He won many awards in creative writing and photography. Libby and Frank had no children, but proudly claim Rev. Earlynne Bartley of Lincolnton as their “adopted daughter” and her son, Chandler Bartley of Gastonia, as their “adopted grandson.” The family includes two dogs named Jo Joe and Talia, and a cat named Clawdia. Frank is survived by his brother-in-law, Charles David Shuford and wife Gloria of North Palm Beach, FL; and a sister-in-law, Carole Shuford Jenkins and husband Roger of Lincolnton. He leaves six nieces and nephews: Rhonda Jenkins Davis (husband William Jr. and sons Trey and Trent), Dale Jenkins (wife Jennifer and children Savannah and Dylan); and Bobby Jenkins, all of Lincolnton; Cindy Jenkins Lindsay (husband Brian and son Bailey), of Casa Grande, AZ; Robin Shuford Frank (husband Ted and daughter Leila) of Naples, FL; and Joseph Shuford of North Palm Beach, FL. He also leaves one fellow Texan cousin, Joe Griffin, and wife Betty of Catawba County. In lieu of flowers and condolences, please make a donation in memory of Frank to Asbury United Methodist Church, 3097 Asbury Church Road, Lincolnton, NC 28092.

J. Brooke Schmidly (J.D.’00)

UHLC alumna Brooke Schmidly ’00 has been appointed to the Randolph Community College Board of Trustees by the North Carolina Governor’s Office.