Warren Fremling:
CLASS OF 1965
Deerfield High SchoolClass of 1965
Deerfield, IL
Deerfield Grammar SchoolClass of 1961
Deerfield, IL
Warren's Story
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Now then, I'm following this silly "Story Wizard", so this will probably be somewhat disjointed.
I suspect the people who remember me remember me as a folk singer and one involved in the musicals. And maybe a little goofy. I would hope my classmates would remember me nicely, but one never knows.
I always wanted to be a performer, and it never mattered much what others thought. I've remained true to that premise. I've had some nice opportunities - appearances at Ravinia, with the Chicago Opera Theater, the Lyric Opera of Chicago, National Educational Television, and I even got recommended for a White House recital under papa Bush's term. He wasn't re-elected and I didn't get the recital. So I haven't always been successful, but success isn't decided by $, it's decided by contentment - I'm content.
My favorite way to relax is by doing what I do for a living. Making music either as a soloist or as a conductor in front of people has always bee...Expand for more
n a great source of relaxation for me.
Where have I lived? Well, in Ohio (Youngstown) for 3 years, then Evanston (Illiniois), Wildwood (Illinois), back to the family homestead in Deerfield (Illinois) to raise our children, then finally (for now), Winthrop Harbor (Illinois). My family is all gone. We moved there to be closer to my wife's family. She's from Racine, Wisconsin. Oh, and I spent some time singing opera in Germany.
The teacher who influenced me most at Deerfield was Douglas Alleman, although many of the teachers were terrific people. Doug influenced me because he gave me my grounding in theater - something I'll never be able to pay back.
How do I look? Well I wasn't particularly handsome in high school and I'm not particularly handsome now. I guess I haven't changed.
If I had any 4 years to live over again, they would be the 4 years I spent at DHS - they were defining. I wouldn't change a thing, not the hurts or the joys - nothing. And I wouldn't want to go back knowing what I know today - that would destroy the fun.
So now, there ya go. . .
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