Chris Fenesy:  

CLASS OF 1969
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West caldwell, NJ

Chris's Story

I don't know if anyone will read this but at least I'll get to practice my typing. Do you ever wonder if this computer thing will catch on? First, a few words about the now and then photos above - the difference in the pictures is due to a) Joe Pesci put my head in a vise, b) Optical illusion created by the glasses and mustache, c) ravages of time, d) all of the above, or e) b and c only if never a or d. My guess would be c - I can't believe that in less than two weeks I'll be 58. I'm sorry I was unable to make the 40th reunion. I've been kicking myself for missing it - if you've never seen a podiatrist kick himself, it's not a pretty sight. Hope everyone is well and had a good time. Funny how you think you know everything there is to know when you're in high school and you look back 40 years later and realize you didn't know anything and now that we do know everything we can't remember the question - guess it's a wash! Here's my story and I'm sticking to it - after high school I attended the College of the Holy Cross in Worcester, Mass. and graduated in 1973 with a B.A. in Biology which qualified me to do nothing so I returned home and entered the workforce as an orderly at West Essex General Hospital in Livingston. I remember taking one special patient to surgery, pushing the gurney through the halls of the hospital, and upon reaching the doors to surgery I said - Hey Lama, how bout something for the effort. With a finger he motioned me forward and whispered in my ear that he would grant me eternal peace and happiness on my death bed - so I got that goin for me! Not long after that I started work as an O.R. tech, (passing instruments to the surgeon during surgery) not to difficult so long as you remember the names of the instruments. It was at this time that I had my first contact with podiatry, podiatrists and foot surgery. I became extemely interested in the profession, who am I kidding, they drove nice cars and had big houses. I was accepted by, and decided to attend the California College of Podiatric Medicine located in San Francisco, graduating in 1979 and completing a two-year surgical residency in 1981. (to be continued) Where was I? Oh yeah, 1981, the year I married Jean. I met Jean while at the podiatry college - she worked in the student administration office, was a native Californian who had grown up in Santa Barbara and San Francisco. She had never been to the East Coast. Uh-Oh! Shortly after our wedding we started our cross-country drive to New Jersey where I had accepted an associate position with one of the podiatrists I had met while at West Essex General Hospital. After arriving in New Jersey at the height of the Fall folliage season Jean mentioned that she hated the colors - the browns, reds, oranges and yellows - she liked greens and blues - I told her to just wait a couple of months and she'll see black and white. She actually disliked the humidity in the summer more than the snow in the winter, and she hated the snow in the winter! After 2 and 1/2 years, which absolved Jean of all her sins, past, present and future, we decided to move back to California - did you know that married people live longer....or it just seems that way! Back in San Francisco in 1984 - what to do - the hippie/Haight-Ashbury experience was over - I decided to attend a podiatry conference in Las Vegas, where, luck would have it, I ran into a former teacher who had just talked to a friend who had his practice in Los Altos, Ca. and was looking for an associate with the thought of retiring in one to two years. We met, I worked in his practice for a year; then purchased the practice. In 1987 Jean and I moved to Sunnyvale, Ca. and our daughter, Michelle, was born - a life changing event. It was great to be able to eat Zweiback again! Years passed, the practice grew, millionaires were made and came and went in Silicon Valley, Michelle grew, played softball, basketball and volleyball until her medial meniscus said enough. Helping with homework assignments was fun and I could contribute up until the 7th grade then from that point on things looked vaguely familiar but ...Expand for more
I really didn't have a clue. In 1997 Jean and Michelle decided we had to have a dog - I was totally against this idea and in April we had a black standard poodle puppy. Michelle named her Halle - she's 12 years old now and has us all well trained. In addition to the standard fare - dog food, biscuits and treats, she enjoys, among other things, broccoli, pretzels, crackers, gum drops and jelly beans. In 1998 I purchased a second practice from a retiring podiatrist in Los Altos, Ca. and moved to a new location in Mountain View, Ca. I hope I don't have to move again! (to be continued - only 15300 characters remaining) Patient's are interesting - one elderly gentleman, a World War II veteran, Pearl Harbor survivor, with some decreased hearing acuity was telling me about a friend of his that was having trouble remembering things, names, places, etc. and I asked him if his friend had alzheimer's disease? He said no, he had that old timer's disease - I thought to myself for a few seconds that if you don't hear that well then alzheimer's and old timer's sound pretty much alike, and if you think about it old timer's is really much more descriptive and could be used to cover a number of maladies. So I looked up at him and said, yeah, it's not good when you get that old timer's disease. Speaking of old, my oldest patient is 106 - she still comes into the office, she has a caregiver, uses a walker and is a little hard of hearing but has a great sense of humor. What does the future hold for us - my guess is that it's a mixture of canes, walkers and wheelchairs - maybe someone could get to work on a Sedgway walker! Before we get to use that we'll have to wind our way through the maze containing MRSA, VRE and H1N1. I hear they're having trouble producing enough of the swine flu vaccine - an option to consider, and I'm not a real doctor so take this with a grain of salt, would be to ingest some White Castle hamburgers, (buy em' by the sack) - so long as you are able to tolerate the transient ensuing fever and delirium the challenge to your immune system should be sufficient to produce a variety of antibodies that should have some effect against the H1N1 virus. Time for a joke - stop me if you've heard this: Jesus and one of the angels decide to play a round of golf - on a par 4 hole they tee off and both split the middle of the fairway - the angel is away and his/her approach carries the pond in front of the green and lands safely in the middle of the green - they walk up to Jesus's ball and Jesus turns to the angel and asks the angel what club Jack Nicklaus would use - the angel says Nicklaus would use a 7 iron but you better hit the 6 iron - Jesus selects the 7 iron, hits a perfect shot right at the flagstick and the ball comes down right in the middle of the pond. Muttering to himself and with his head down Jesus walks straight up the fairway and starts to walk across the water - at this time a foursome is just leaving an adjacent green and one of the golfers says, Who does he think he is, Jesus Christ? The angel hears him and responds, that is Jesus Christ - his problem is he thinks he's Jack Nicklaus! Michelle graduated from high school in 2005 - entered Lewis & Clark College in Portland, Oregon in the Fall of that year and graduated in May 2009 - yea! no more tuition payments for now! One more golf joke: This avid golfer had heard rumors that in heaven there were golf courses and that they were more beautiful than one could ever imagine - he wanted to try to verify this so he went to a local fortune teller - He related the rumors he had heard to the fortune teller and the fortune teller gazed into her crystal ball - after a few minutes the fortune teller looked up and said, I have good news and I have bad news - the golfer, unable to contain his excitment, said, What's the good news? The fortune teller says, yes there are golf courses in heaven and yes they are beautiful, they make Pebble Beach look like a cow pasture - the golfer then asks, What's the bad news? The fortune teller says, the bad news is you have a tee time tomorrow at 8 AM! (to be continued)
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White Stag
Street sign - San Francisco
Trick or Treat
Three Podiatrists
Heathman Hotel - Portland, Oregon - 5/09
Disneyland - Michelle
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Blue Man Group - NYC - 2006
St. Francis H.S. Graduation - 2005
Nordstroms - Portland Oregon 5/09
Disneyland - Electrical Light Parade
Muralists - San Francisco, Mission District
S.F. - Cable Car
Disneyland - Xmas Day
S.F. - Downtown
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