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Barbara Ward of Rye died peacefully, after a short illness, at Greenwich Hospital on September 17, 2017. She was 87.

She grew up in the village of Kingsland, Herefordshire, England, and graduated with a degree in English Literature from the University of Birmingham.

In London, she worked for the Fulbright Scholarship Program, supervising and assisting visiting scholars from the United States. In those days she played tennis, and was a forward for the South of England Field Hockey team in regional competitions.

It was on a visit to the United States that she met her future husband, Sedgwick Ward of Wilmington, Delaware. They were married in 1960.

After a short stay in Washington D. C., the couple moved to Brooklyn Heights, where Mrs. Ward was active with the Girl Scouts and the Junior League. She served for a number of years as the secretarial assistant to Msgr. Charles Diviney, the Vicar General of the Brooklyn Diocese.

In 1973, the family, which by then included a daughter and son, moved to Summit, N. J. In 1998, they moved to Rye. From 1968 on they spent summers on Shelter Island, N.Y. where they owned a much beloved home.

Family and, in later years, her five grandchildren were the focus of her life.

For Barbara Ward, tennis held a fascination, both as an active and spectator sport. She sailed on cruises with her husband on Long Island Sound and on the coast of southern New England.

A guiding passion was her love of instrumental, choral, and operatic classical music, as well as drama and ballet. She had been a ballet student in England. She and her husband spent countless evenings at performances in New York. An opera buff, she was a fan of many of the reigning singers and delighted in opening night at the Met.

A love of fine art led her to undertake the definitive biography of Jervis McEntee, a 19th-century Hudson River School painter. The book, which she completed shortly before her death, will be published in the near future.

In addition to her husband, Mrs. Ward is survived by her daughter Mary and son-in-law Michael Beran, son Andrew and daughter-in-law Arden, granddaughters Caroline, Sarah, and Lucy Beran and grandsons Christopher and Tucker Ward, as well as by her brother Eric Wall of Chichester, England, sister Sheila Bulbeck of Litchfield, England, and numerous nephews and nieces.

Donations in her memory may be made to the Cornelia Connelly Center for Education (Holy Child, Connelly Middle School) 220 East 4th Street, New York, NY 10009.

A Mass will be said at Resurrection Church in Rye Monday September 25 at 10 a.m. There will be a graveside service at the Catholic Cemetery on Shelter Island, September 26 at 11 a.m.

Compiled by Robin Jovanovich

<<Katharine Hull>>

Katharine Bingham Hull of Washington, D.C., formerly of Bronxville and Rye, New York, passed away on June 25, 2017. She succumbed to congestive heart failure at Silverado Memory Care Community in Calabasas, Calif. She was 87.

Born on June 16, 1930, in Winnetka, Illinois, she was the daughter of Marion (Walker) and Denison Bingham Hull. Kay, as she was known, went to high school at North Shore Country Day School. In 1952, she graduated from Vassar College with a Bachelor of Arts in English. Later, she earned a Master’s in Library Science from the University of Chicago in 1965.

While at the University of Chicago, she met her future husband, Dr. Attallah Kappas. They were married for 19 years.

Kay Hull was a loving mother, homemaker, and role model for her children. She also worked in the library services profession in New York at Rye Country Day School and at Harcourt Brace Jovanovich, and she served as an occupational therapist in New York and Washington, D.C. She regularly contributed to charity and enjoyed reading, writing, volunteering, music and the arts, as well as travelling and spending time with friends and family.

Her sense of humor, intellect, and love of innocence and beauty will be missed by all who were fortunate to know her.

She is survived by her sister, Eunice Drewsen; her three sons, Peter, Michael, and Nicholas; and her nine grandchildren, Denison, Nelson, Madeleine, Matthew, Lorraine, Nathan, Eva Sofia, James, and August James. Her brothers, Lyman and Morton, predeceased her.

Condolences may be emailed to This email address is being protected from spambots. You need JavaScript enabled to view it.. Donations in Kay Hull’s memory may be made to any of the following: Georgetown University Hospital — Division of Audiology and Hearing Research; Doctors without Borders; University of Chicago; Autoimmune Disease Research Center at Johns Hopkins University.

A funeral service will be held in Bethesda, Maryland, at River Road Unitarian Church, where she was a member for many years, on September 24 at 3 p.m. Burial will occur at the Old First Church Bennington Cemetery in Bennington, Vermont, on August 19 at 9 a.m.

Anton Peter Trumm, a lifelong resident of Rye, died peacefully at home, surrounded by his loved ones, on July 21, 2017, after a courageous battle against Myelodysplastic Syndromes. Several months earlier, he underwent a bone marrow transplant, which proved unsuccessful. He was 58 years old.

Peter, as he was known, was born to Anton and Patricia Trumm on February 24, 1959. After graduating from Rye High School, he received a Bachelor’s degree in Electrical Engineering from the University of Hartford.

Mr. Trumm was co-owner of Ridge Door Sales, a longstanding garage door business in Rye. In addition to being an accomplished carpenter and mechanical genius, he was an avid boater and fitness enthusiast.

“‘We’re not here for a long time, we’re here for a good time’ was his philosophy,” noted his wife Michele.

In addition to his wife, he is survived by his mother; his daughter Samantha and her husband Philip LaGamma; his three sons: Charlie, Jesse, and Peter Jr.; his sisters, Nancy Trumm Hughes and Susan Trumm Weaver and their families; and his beloved Jack Russell Terrier, Lucy.

Donations in Peter Trumm’s memory may be made to SUNY Maritime College (sunymartine.edu).

Ode to Sandy Rose 

By Edith Halpern  

When the phone rang the morning of August 31, 2017, and I heard my good friend Varsha’s voice, even her “Good morning, Edith” did not sound right. Without much of a preface, she told me that our friend, Sandy Rose, had just passed away. I simply could not believe it, I had just seen her the previous week, we’d had a wonderful time, and were planning our next adventure.

Without a doubt Sandy Rose will be missed by all those who knew her for, from my perspective, she had a head, a heart, the ability, the possibility, and the will to make a difference … she also had a great sense of humor.

The concept of Tikun Olam — leaving the world a better place than you found it — is not only a Jewish concept, it’s one adopted by all intelligent, decent human beings. How lucky for our world to have had Sandy and her family among us. She left her prints at Lincoln Center; she created the Reading Room at the New York Public Library. The name Rose is prominent at the New York Botanical Garden, the Museum of Natural History, as well as Manhattanville College.

Her passion was education, the English language and educating teachers to become better teachers. With that in mind she created the nonprofit Reading Reform Foundation. For the past five years, on an yearly basis, I had heard Sandy say, “This is the last year, I just can not do it anymore. It takes over one million dollars out of my own pocket to run it, I just can not do it anymore.” And yet, she continued to do it.

Sandy was framed in courage, the courage to speak her mind. She believed that good ideas are good, but they are even better when implemented. She strongly believed that when one is blessed, one must share their blessings —be they knowledge, talents, or financial resources.

The last time I saw Sandy was at her house, watching the eclipse of the sun with a glass of wine in our hand and a few trays of cheese and crackers at arms’ length. We went down memory lane and were planning a future without tennis, because of her wrist and my shoulder problems.

When I left her house, after a hug, she confessed that the eclipse had been somewhat disappointing and that the best thing had been the time we spent together. I totally agreed. Sandy was full of life, in good spirits, proud to show me her empty shelves (she had just given away her books) and never in a million years did I ever think that this would be the last time I would ever see her.

Rest in peace my dear friend.

Leah Linden of Rye, an accomplished pianist, died at Greenwich Hospital on September 3, 2017. She was 89.

Born in Brooklyn, she attended Juilliard on a four-year scholarship and graduated with honors.

Through a mutual love of music, she met her first husband, Paul Stein, a cantor and operatic tenor. They had three children together and were married for 22 years.

Leah played piano professionally as both a soloist and in ensembles. She also worked as a proofreader at both RCA Records and the Kaye Scholer law firm.

Several years after the deaths of their spouses, she and B.A. Linden, DVM, a longtime Rye resident, met and later married.

After her retirement, Mrs. Linden opened a piano studio in her home in Rye, where she taught for many years. As a member of the Ethical Culture Society of Westchester, she occasionally played at services.

Mrs. Linden was predeceased by her husband. She is survived by her three children, Bill Stein and his wife Daniella of Warwick, N.Y., Fred Stein of New York, N.Y., and Roberta Stein-Ham and her husband Jack Ham of Rye; as well as her stepchildren, Richard Linden and his wife Katie of Andover, Conn., and Dr. Robert Linden and his wife Caren of Niantic, Conn., two grandchildren, James and Olivia Ham, and five step-grandchildren, Jeremy, Beth, Todd, Ellie, and John.

Margaret Martin of Rye died at home after a brief illness on August 10, 2017. She was 81.

Margaret, known as Peggy, was born on June 19, 1936, in the Bronx, to John and Grace Conroy, and was raised there alongside her older sister Grace, younger brother John, and cousins Guy and Jimmy Moore.

She attended Smith College, from which she graduated in 1957. As a young woman, she worked at the World’s Fair in Brussels, then returned to the United States and served with various nonprofits and government offices, including Radio Free Europe and the office of Congressman John Brademas. 

In December 1966, she was appointed director of talent search for the Peace Corps, in which capacity she oversaw the Peace Corps’ efforts to recruit people to administer programs both in the United States and overseas.

In 1968, she married John S. Martin Jr. and they had four children.

Mrs. Martin returned to school to get her Master’s in Social Work at Columbia University and began a second career as a therapist and family counselor.

Her family said, “Peggy enriched the lives of all who had the privilege of knowing her. A wonderful wife, mother, and grandmother, she presided over a somewhat raucous family with wit and grace. A thoughtful listener, she was a source of wisdom and comfort to her family and friends. She cannot be replaced.”

She is survived by her loving husband John, her sister Grace, her four children, John, Kate, Meg, and Anne, and nine grandchildren.

A Mass of Christian Burial was celebrated at Church of the Resurrection on August 14.

Donations in Peggy Martin’s memory may be made to Mount Sinai Hospital (mountsinai.org) or Hour Children (hourchildren.org).