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Milton Jeffers of Edgartown.
Age 77. Was Expert Welder, Native of Chappaquiddick
Milton Jeffers of Edgartown, an artisan and self-styled philosopher known widely for his welding expertise, died on Saturday, Nov. 18, at the Martha's Vineyard Hospital. Mr. Jeffers, 77, was the husband of Gloria Mello Jeffers. He was born on Chappaquiddick on Dec. 13, 1922, to the late Lawrence and Bertha Belain Jeffers. He was graduated with high honors from the Edgartown High School, winning a $750 scholarship and holding several Island records in track and field competition.
After high school, he attended the Wentworth Institute in Boston, where he learned to be a welder. His welding apprenticeship was spent in the United States Navy during World War II. He also worked for a time in Boston for Westinghouse, and in Quincy for the Fore River Shipyard. He told an interviewer from Martha's Vineyard Magazine this summer: "Welding is really like a science, and that's why I like it. You have to know quite a lot about metallurgy, which I've taken the time to learn."
Mr. Jeffers was highly regarded and widely relied upon by the Island farming and fishing communities for his welding expertise and his mechanical acumen. Edgartown fisherman Peter Vann told the Gazette in 1984: "Without Milt, the whole fleet would be tied up. This man can fix anything. Sometimes when I come out here in the morning, there are five guys waiting for him."
Mr. Jeffers was also something of an inventor, holding a patent for his scallop dredge and clam rack designs. Over the years he had the opportunity to repair all sorts of things mechanical, from boats to aircraft, and even once helped put a visiting Navy submarine back into service. A Vineyard Gazette story on Mr. Jeffers, published in 1984, referred to him as "the last Vineyard village blacksmith." He was a thoughtful and inquisitive man with a calm bearing and a natural dignity about him; he enjoyed reading, from poetry to works of philosophy. In a 1998 interview for the Linsey Lee book, Vineyard Voices, Mr. Jeffers said: "I've been kind of thankful that I was born on Chappaquiddick. It gave me an outlook on life I don't think I would have ever had if I'd been born over here in town. Used to go out in the fields and do a lot of thinking, and I've always been kind of glad I did."
In addition to his wife, Mr. Jeffers is survived by two stepsons, Matthew Silva of Douglas and Aaron Silva of Sandwich, and many nieces and nephews. He was predeceased by a sister and two brothers.
Visiting hours were held on Tuesday, Nov. 21, from 6 to 8 p.m. at the Chapman, Cole and Gleason Funeral Home in Oak Bluffs. A graveside service will be held at 11 a.m. on Friday, Dec. 1, in the New Westside cemetery, Edgartown, with full military honors offered by the veterans of Martha's Vineyard. Donations in his memory may be made to the Martha's Vineyard Regional High School vocational program, P.O. Box 1383, Oak Bluffs, MA 02557.
Richard Craven
Richard Craven of West Tisbury and New York City, died on March 28, 2001, at the age of 72, at his home on Martha's Vineyard, after a long and heroic battle with ALS (Lou Gehrig's Disease). He is survived by his adored and loving wife, Carol; his three children, Richard T. Craven of Fayetteville, N.C., Priscilla Craven of Boulder, Colo., and Michael Craven of Beverly Hills, Calif.; his stepson, Michael Boardman and his wife, Kate Tabner, of New York city, and five grandchildren.
A memorial service celebrating Richard's life will be held on Saturday, June 23, at 11 a.m. at the First Congregational Church in West Tisbury, followed by a luncheon party at his beloved Music street house. Contributions in his memory may be made to Hospice of Martha's Vineyard, PO Box 2549, Oak Bluffs, MA 02557, or to Deerfield Academy, Deerfield, MA 01342.
Thomas P. Scanlon
Thomas P. Scanlon of North Chelmsford died June 7 at the age of 53.
He was the father of Bethany I. Scanlon of Martha's Vineyard and Trevor T. Scanlon of East Falmouth. He also leaves behind brothers William J. Scanlon Jr. of Tewksbury and Raymond Scanlon of Framingham, and a sister, Theresa C. Newberg of Peabody. The son of the late William J. Scanlon Sr., he is also survived by his mother, Claire H. (Sexton) Scanlon, two grandsons and several nieces and nephews.
Calling hours were held Sunday from 2 to 4 p.m. and 7 to 9 p.m. at the Nickerson-Bourne Funeral Home, 40 MacArthur Boulevard, Bourne. A mass was celebrated Monday, June 11, at 11 a.m. in St. John's the Evangelist Church in Pocasset, at the corners of Barlow's landing and Shore Road, followed by interment at Oakland Grove cemetery in Bourne.
Tom Maley, Artist
The artist Tom, best known for his big, joyous sculptures at the Field Gallery, died Sunday night at Brigham and Women's Hospital in Boston.
Although Tom had been ill with prostate cancer, he spent recent weeks eagerly working and looking forward to a retrospective exhibit of his paintings at the gallery, scheduled to open this weekend. The exhibit has been postponed until late September. Since he began in the early 1960s to make his big white figures in the gallery garden next to his home, for many years Tom worked outdoors behind the gallery, pausing happily throughout the day to chat with passersby about his methods.
The charm, wit and welcoming smiles that Tom shared with visitors to his work site were kindnesses he continued to bestow on all his guests through the long months of his illness. Visiting nurses, aides, Hospice volunteers, family and friends all marveled at his grace and good humor, when Tom was clearly very ill.
Tom was born in Chicago on May 10, 1911, the youngest child of Clarabelle and Thomas E. Maley Sr. Tom claimed his interest in art developed when he literally wore kneepants, and dabbled inkblots on the skin of his calf to cover the holes in his socks. From there, his work evolved toward caricature, creating unflattering portraits of his teachers as he was dispatched from one Chicago private school to another.
One of the most memorable achievements of Tom's childhood was in recruiting a cousin and two friends to ride the Interurban to Kankakee, with blankets under their arms, bread and a few cans of beans in a bag, and lofty plans to steal a boat and sail down the Mississippi. Tom was elected captain because, according to his cousin, he had seen the river before. But one of the boys had left behind a note saying goodbye and relating details of their plans. Before the first night was over, and before the boys got their feet wet, the police found their campsite and took them home.
After the Mississippi River incident, Tom was not allowed to return to his school. In fact, he was enrolled in so many prep schools and military schools it was said he never bought a one-way ticket. In his senior year at Lake Forest Prep School, Tom was voted "in worst with the faculty," another distinction proudly recalled by his cousin, although Tom himself modestly eschewed the honor.
Nonetheless, Tom became a student at Brown University, where his life was substantially and irrevocably changed. He met and fell in love with Pembroke student Helen Bonime. Colleges in those days forbade the marriage of women students, so Tom and Helen eloped one weekend in 1933, lived off-campus and didn't tell anyone they were married
for two years.
They seemed to know what they were doing. Author/photographer Mariana Cook overheard them shopping in Cronig's one afternoon a few years ago and invited them to represent a well-married
couple in her book, Couples, slated for publication next month. Tom and Helen would have celebrated their 67th wedding anniversary in October.
With their children, Sandra and Timothy, the Maleys lived in Ossining, N.Y., and first came to the Vineyard in 1946. They purchased and restored a West Tisbury barn the following year, and in 1964 bought their present house, next door to their original summer camp. Tom and Helen also lived in New York city and in Boston before moving year-round to the Vineyard in 1971. Tom worked at his art all his adult life. He enrolled in classes at the Art Students League in New York, but quit after one day, deciding there was more value in examining every work in every museum, and practice, practice, practice. Tom worked as a photographer for Collier's magazine, but mostly he loved to draw and paint — in oils, watercolors, pastels, pen, pencil or crayons, or any instrument that made a mark on paper.
He also loved the mechanics of making sculpture. He was known to soften a slab of lead in Helen's oven while she was at work, and turn the molten metal into an unselfconsciously euphoric dancing woman with oversized hands, feet and behind.
When the Maleys bought their present house and the open land around it, Tom began to experiment with larger-than-life sculptured figures. His first, the original He Loves Me, was a scientific experiment he created from a variety of industrial chemical materials whose creative potential remained a mystery to their manufacturer. They were meant for industry, not for art. Midway through the sculpting and shaping of the figure in the field, she burst into flames, spontaneously. Tom put her out, reconsidered his recipe, finished the artwork and, continuing to experiment with new materials, made a few hundred more, which cavort in the Field Gallery gardens, as well as at poolsides, in garden nooks and on tabletops from here to California and Europe.
In the mid-1970s, the owner of the Copley Plaza Hotel in Boston, Alan Tremaine, purchased a dozen of Tom's big white figures from the Field Gallery field. The art was the motif for a new restaurant and nightclub called Whimsey's, and for several years, images of Tom's familiar figures frolicked on billboards and subway placards throughout the Boston area. During the height of the restaurant's fame, someone kidnapped one of Tom's sculptures, and the hotelier paid a substantial ransom for her return. Sadly, the food wasn't very good, the nightclub suffered from social problems, and in the end, Tom's Whimsey figures were stolen from a storage warehouse, never to be seen again.
Tom is survived by his wife, Helen, his daughter Sandra Caruso and her husband Dee Caruso of Los Angeles, his son and daughter-in-law Timothy and Eileen Maley of West Tisbury, and granddaughter Chloe Maley, also of West Tisbury. A memorial celebration and full-scale retrospective will be held at the Field Gallery on Sunday, Sept. 24.
Walter J. Stott, 83
Was Active in Church Work
Walter J. Stott, 83, of Attleboro, died Saturday, June 9, at Sturdy Memorial Hospital in Attleboro. He was the husband of Grace I. Rounseville Stott, with whom he celebrated his 56th wedding anniversary on June 24.
Born in Boston on July 14, 1917, Mr. Stott was the son of the late Walter and Louise McNerney Stott. He had resided in Attleboro since 1938, having moved to the city from Rehoboth. He attended Bristol County Agricultural School.
Mr. Stott was the general manager for Conlon and Donnelly in Attleboro from 1946 until his retirement in 1982 at the age of 65. He also was employed at Bristol Farms in the Chartley section of Norton for 17 years.
A member of the Centenary United Methodist Church in Attleboro for over 50 years, he served the church in a number of capacities, including trustee, head usher and member of the administrative board and of the Centenary Men's Club. He was a former member of the Attleboro Area Council of Churches bowling league and was an avid gardener.
In addition to his wife, he is survived by a son, James A. Stott of Attleboro; three daughters, Dianne G. Governo of Vineyard Haven, Paula L. Kilpatrick of Tennessee and Wendy J. Stott of Central Falls, R.I.; five sisters, Mary Hatton of Little Compton, R.I., Lillian Read, Estelle Bettencourt and June Becker, all of East Taunton, and Doris Stott of Little Compton, R.I.; nine grandchildren; four great grandchildren, and several nieces and nephews.
Funeral services will be held on Thursday, June 14, at 11 a.m. in the Centenary United Methodist Church, North Main street, Attleboro, with Rev. James W. Cox officiating. Interment will be private.
Arrangements are under the direction of the Dyer-Lake Funeral Home, 161 Commonwealth avenue, Village of Attleboro Falls, North Attleboro.
In lieu of flowers, memorial donations may be made to Centenary United Methodist Church, P.O. Box 817, Attleboro, MA 02703.
William Hathaway
Was Veteran of Korean War
William E. (Bill) Hathaway, 72, of Derby, Vt., died peacefully on June 11, at home and surrounded by his family.
He was born Feb. 1, 1929 in Quincy, a son of Paul and Inez Walsh Hathaway. He was a veteran of military service in the Korean conflict.
On March 31, 1982, he married
Georgeanna High, who survives him. He received an associates degree in chemical engineering from the University of Delaware and was employed for 34 years with I.C.I. International Chemicals Inc.
Among the hobbies Bill enjoyed were fishing, hunting, bowling, golfing and collecting coins. He held memberships with the Morgan United Church, Wilmington Deleware Optimist Club, Lions Club, D.A.V.; American Legion and Veterans of Foreign Wars.
In addition to his wife, he is survived by his children, Sharon Gooden of Columbia, Md.; William E. Hathaway Jr. of Newport, Vt.; Paula Drummonds and her husband, Larry, of Elkton, Md.; Gregory L. Hathaway and his wife, Tina, of Lyman, N.H., and Mary Ellen Hathaway of Newark, Del.; his stepchildren, Mark J. Malin and his wife, Penni, of Berlin, Md.; Gregg E. Malin and his fiancČe, Michelle, of Berlin, Md., and Laurie M. Malin of Longmont, Colo.; 31 grandchildren and three great-grandchildren; a brother, Robert Hathaway and his wife, Mildred, of Edgartown, and several nieces and nephews. He was predeceased by a daughter, Judith Coleman, on Feb. 28, 2001, and by a brother, Paul D. Hathaway, and a sister, Nancy Ann Risk.
Friends may call from 7 to 9 p.m. on Thursday, June 14, at the Curtis-Britch Memorial Chapel, 37 Lake Road, Newport. Funeral services will be held at 11 a.m. on Friday, June 15, at the Morgan United Church. Interment with full military honors will follow in Derby cemetery.
Should friends desire, memorial contributions may be made to the United Christian Academy, 65 School street, Newport, VT 05855.
Allan J. (Rocky) Holub
Was Kind, Friendly Man
Allan J. (Rocky) Holub was killed in an accident on Interstate 495 in Wareham on June 9. Growing up and completing high school in Southwick, he moved around the country a great deal before coming to Oak Bluffs 15 years ago. Rocky was on the road for years in sailboats, motorcycles, trucks and buses, living in California, Texas, Hawaii and North Carolina. He drove the touring bus for Arlo Guthrie, his neighbor in western Massachusetts, and for the group Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young in the 1970s. The Vineyard offered him a haven from a life of highways and motels.
On the Island, his calm and patient character was expressed in his work. He elevated house painting to an art. Rocky treated each job proudly: inside, detailing fine finish work; outside, on high ladders staining shingles; in the woods dressed in a net suit, destroying wasps' nests; or on the lawn, painstakingly searching with metal rod and hammer for the elusive septic tank. He loved knowing and sharing the inside game of painting and restoring, and he got a kick out of his own skill and from pleasing his customers.
He was a friend of remarkable constancy with the ability to accept the fact that most people are as good as they can be. He could always see ironic humor in pretentiousness, but treated it generously. He lived in the land of the unperturbed, a lesson to us all. He will be greatly missed by his many friends.
He leaves his brother, Daniel Belleville, his sister in law, Florence, and two nephews, Ronald and Daniel of Southampton, as well as a step-brother, Robert P. Holub of Westfield.
There will be a graveside service on Saturday, June 23, at the Sacred Heart cemetery in Oak Bluffs. Donations in his memory may be made to the Martha's Vineyard Hospital, Box 1477, Oak Bluffs, MA 02557.
Allen D. Slater, 75
Was Farmer, Veteran of Navy
Allen Dwinnell Slater, 75, of Landrum, S.C., died at his home on June 9.
A native of New York city, he was the son of the late Ellis Dwinnell and Priscilla Allen Slater and was married
to Hope Welch Slater for 50 years. He was a self-employed farmer.
A veteran of the United States Navy in World War II, Mr. Slater attended Taft School in Waterbury, Conn., and Williams College in Williamstown. He was a founder of the Pacolet Area Conservancy, a former board member of Polk County Community Foundation, past president of the Tryon Fine Arts Center and past president of the board of directors of Spartanburg Day School.
He is survived by his wife, Hope Welch Slater; their son and daughter in law, David and Patty Slater of Trryon; their daughter and son in law, Diana and Rob Roy of Needham; their son, Allen D. Slater Jr. of Edgartown; their daughter, Polly Slater of Landrum; a sister, Cynthia Stammers of Jupiter, Fla., and seven grandchildren.
Funeral services will be held at 10:30 a.m. on Tuesday, June 12, at Jackson Grove United Methodist Church in Landrum, officiated by the Rev. Jim McCain. The family will receive friends at home following the service, and interment will be in the Jackson Grove United Methodist Church cemetery.
In lieu of flowers, the family requests that memorial gifts be made to the Pacolet Area Conservancy, 109 Walker street, Columbus, NC 28722.
Barbara E. Pease
Barbara E. Pease, 47, of New Bedford, formerly of Plymouth, died at St. Luke's Hospital in New Bedford on Sunday, June 19, after suffering a heart attack. She was born in Edgartown on Jan. 15, 1954. She was the wife of Luiz Amaral of New Bedford.
She is survived by three children, Holly Hernandez of New Bedford, Elecia Geddis of Manomet and Mary Berninger of Tisbury. She also leaves 10 grandchildren.
Funeral services will be held at the Old Whaling Church in Edgartown on Monday, June 25, at 3 p.m. Visiting hours will be at the church from 2 to 3 p.m. Interment will be at the New West Side cemetery in Edgartown. Arrangements are by the Richard Davis Funeral Homes of Plymouth and Manomet.
Edmond G. Coogan, 57
Was Attorney, Selectman
Edmond G. Coogan, 57, Vineyard Haven attorney and chairman of the Tisbury board of selectmen, died on Friday, March 23, at home with his family after a 22-year battle with cancer. He was born in Boston in 1943, the son of the late William H. Jr. and Virginia M. Grimes Coogan, and began spending summers on Martha's Vineyard in 1944 — first in the family cottage in Oak Bluffs, and then at the St. Pierre School of Sports in Vineyard Haven.
He was graduated from Boston College in 1966 and received a master's degree in public affairs from the State University of New York in Albany in 1968. In 1971, he married
the former Liza Dwyer of Pittsfield; they moved to the Vineyard shortly afterwards.
Mr. Coogan taught government at the Martha's Vineyard Regional High School, then left to become a planner for the Martha's Vineyard Commission. He was elected to the Oak Bluffs board of selectmen, where he, along with a group of visionaries, helped nurture the cultural and economic renaissance of Oak Bluffs. While a selectman, Mr. Coogan commuted to Boston to attend Suffolk University Law School. He received his J.D. and was admitted to the state and federal bars in 1984.
In 1985, Ed and Liza moved to Vineyard Haven. He served on the Tisbury board of assessors and the Island school committee. In 1996, he was elected to the Tisbury board of selectmen, on which he served until his death.
Mr. Coogan spoke of his cancer as a gift, saying it made him more tolerant of his own and others' foibles. It heightened the pleasure he took in his friendships and, most importantly, it intensified his already fierce focus on his family. Mr. Coogan was a lawyer and avid supporter of the Martha's Vineyard Arena, and enjoyed sailing and gardening.
He leaves Liza, the love of his life and his wife of 30 years; his three devoted children, Will Coogan of Los Angeles, Geoghan Coogan of Dorchester and Virginia Nelligan Coogan of Tisbury; his two brothers and sisters in law, William H. Coogan and his wife, Kim, of Portland, Me., and Gregory A. Coogan and his wife, Sharon, of Oak Bluffs; several nieces and nephews, and a huge circle of friends and a community touched by his passion for public service, a community that, in turn, touched him with its beauty and support.
The funeral service was held on Monday, March 26, at the Old Whaling Church in Edgartown. Donations in his memory may be made to the Edmond G. Coogan Public Service Scholarship Fund, c/o Martha's Vineyard Cooperative Bank, P.O. Box 668, Vineyard Haven, MA 02568. Arrangements were by the Chapman, Cole and Gleason Funeral Home in Oak Bluffs.
Capt. Charles Wood Vanderhoop Jr.
Capt. Charles Wood Vanderhoop Jr., 79, born and raised in Aquinnah, died suddenly on May 30. Captain Vanderhoop served in and was honorably discharged from the U.S. Coast Guard Merchant Marine Branch. He was awarded the Merchant Marine Emblem, Atlantic War Zone Bar. He served as a deacon of the Community Baptist Church of Aquinnah.
Captain Vanderhoop was born at the Gay Head Light on Nov. 3, 1921 to Charles Vanderhoop Sr. and Ethel Manning Vanderhoop. Charlie, as he was known to virtually the entire Island, was raised in Gay Head along with his siblings, Ethel Louise, Eloise, Beulah, Arnold and Joanne. When the Vanderhoop family lived at the lighthouse, Charlie and his older sisters would make pottery out of the cliff clay and sell it to lighthouse visitors.
Charles Sr. served as the head lighthouse keeper at Gay Head Light and was the first Gay Header to be so appointed. When the Vanderhoop family moved to Vanderhoop homestead, Charles Sr. and Ethel Vanderhoop operated the Mill Wheel restaurant out of the family home for several years. Captain Vanderhoop often said that the menu consisted of three items: chicken, lobster and steak. In his later years, Charlie would tell the tale of how he chased and caught chickens for his mother to cook. He claimed that he could not stand the sight of chickens because he had caught so many during his boyhood. He would, however, fondly reminisce about his mother's culinary abilities, particularly her ability to make potato bargain, fritters and homemade pies.
Captain Vanderhoop was very fond of Gay Head and his memories as a child. He often reminisced with his close family and friends about the fun he had growing up in Gay Head. He remembered when there was no electricity in Gay Head and when State Road was an unpaved, oiled roadway that was not wide enough for two cars traveling in opposite directions.
The simplest of pleasures formed some of his fondest memories. He remembered when Cranberry Day was a three-day affair and was nearly as special as Christmas to Gay Head children. In those days, the cranberry bogs were more extensive and families would ride down to harvest the berries on their oxen. Charlie remembered the first snowfall as another special treat. Using the freshly fallen snow, Charlie's mother would make ice cream for all the kids. He remembered when Menemsha Pond froze over on a regular basis each winter and that cars could be driven out on the pond. Curious to the end, Charlie often marveled that the pond did not freeze over as regularly as it had during his childhood.
Captain Vanderhoop always dreamed of going to sea and visiting distant and exotic places. After his initial ocean voyage to South America as a seaman, he attended and was graduated in 1943 from the U.S. Merchant Marines. During the war he sailed the Liberty supply ships as a part of the North Atlantic convoy to serve U.S. troops in Murmansk, Russia. During one stormy voyage, Captain Vanderhoop personally transferred an injured sailor between two ships in a launch over the rough North Atlantic seas. following the war, Captain Vanderhoop obtained his unlimited Master's license and he was proud of being the first Gay Header to obtain that classification. In the early 1950s, Captain Vanderhoop often sailed to the Far East. It was in Japan that he met his wife, the late Hatsuko Sugita Vanderhoop. They married
in 1953 and were blessed with the birth of their daughter, Martha Hatsuko Vanderhoop, in 1954, whom he named after the Island home that he dearly loved. After Martha's birth, Charles became Port Captain of Yokohama, Japan. Though he missed his home, Captain Vanderhoop relished his life in Japan and would often talk about lighting the daily charcoal fire; day trips to the hot springs with his father in law, and Japanese cooking. Despite his exotic travels and love of Japan, he missed Martha's Vineyard, and always regarded Gay Head as his home. Following the death of his mother, Ethel, in 1957, Charlie, Hatsuko and little Martha returned to his Gay Head home so that he could be closer to his family.
Upon their return to Martha's Vineyard, Captain and Mrs. Vanderhoop were blessed with the birth of their son, Charles W. Vanderhoop 3rd. Captain Vanderhoop then tried his hand at commercial fishing. He owned and operated two fishing boats, the Albert and his beloved Gertrude D, which he and his partners, the Jones brothers, owned for five years. Following a serious fall from Gertrude D's rigging, Captain Vanderhoop gave up commercial fishing. Years later, he would look out longingly off the Gay Head Cliffs and point out the Gertrude D's unique silhouette.
After selling the Gertrude D, Captain Vanderhoop operated the University of Rhode Island research vessel, the Trident. During this stint, he traveled to places like the Galapagos Islands and worked with top research scientists from around the world. He frequently counted these voyages as some of his most enjoyable and interesting trips. However, the call of the open seas was too great for Captain Vanderhoop to ignore. He eventually returned to the Merchant Marines and the open waters and captained the container ships to such distant ports as Bangkok, China, Singapore, Vietnam, India and Africa. In fact, he made many trips around the world during his sailing days.
Quietly proud of his heritage, Charlie was steeped in local knowledge and folklore about the Wampanoag Tribe, Gay Head, and Martha's Vineyard. He was a member of a group that initiated the now-defunct Gay Head museum, for which he served a term as president. Charlie also served as a vice president on the Wampanoag Tribal Council prior to the tribe's official recognition. Charlie could recite family relationships and lineage for not only Gay Head families, but also for other longtime Island families. He knew Island landmarks and locations by names that have long since disappeared. As recently as mid-May, recent lighthouse visitors who had not been to Martha's Vineyard in decades wanted directions to a spot which was unknown to the current lighthouse staff. However, the staff suggested that the visitors should call Charlie Vanderhoop. Sure enough, Charlie knew precisely the spot they described and provided them directions.
In 1974, Captain Vanderhoop and his wife, Hatsuko, established the Hatmarcha Shop. The shop's name was derived from the first three letters of each family member's name, another indication of the importance of family to Charlie and Hatsuko. Together, Charlie and Hatsuko formed an efficient team operating and managing their gift shop. To many regulars and residents alike, they were always together and were simply known as "Charlie and Hatsuko." For nearly 25 years, Charlie could be found weaving tales of his seafaring days while Hatsuko managed the store operations. In the winters, Captain Vanderhoop piloted some of the largest vessels around the world, but he always returned each summer to his Gay Head home to join Hatsuko at the Hatmarcha shop. As customers left the Hatmarcha shop, he would call out, "Have a fair breeze!"
In their later years, Captain and Mrs. Vanderhoop looked forward to the annual summer-long visits from their two grandchildren, Sam and Joseph. They served as doting grandparents and would often sit with Sam and JoJo, reading books and watching nature shows. Occasionally, much to their parents' chagrin, you could find the children sitting with their grandparents after dinner while Charlie and Hatsuko watched their favorite English comedy shows. During the days, "Grandpa" could be seen driving to the pond or up to the Head in his truck with Sam and JoJo by his side. As a family tradition, Sam and Joseph return on Cranberry Day to participate in the holiday and visit their grandparents. Life revolved around Sam and JoJo when they visited. As recently as this spring, Grandpa would frequently move his car down the driveway so that Sam and JoJo would have a level place to skateboard, bike and scooter.
Captain Vanderhoop served as a diligent and loving husband. Charlie and Hatsuko were married
for 47 years. Walking around the house or at the store, he would refer to his wife in the respectful form, "Hatsuko San." Prior to Hatsuko's death in March of 2000, Charlie cared for his wife until the latter stages of her illness. He would say in his own inimitable style that he didn't really know how hard Hatsuko worked until he had to do the cleaning, cooking and laundry. After Hatsuko's death in March 2000, Charlie appeared his usual jovial self and continued to entertain his friends and family with his personality and many stories. However, only those closest to him knew that Charlie was lost without his beloved Hatsuko San by his side.
Captain Vanderhoop is survived by his sister, Beulah Lee of Pittsburgh, Pa.; his sister, Joanne Robey of Dorchester; his daughter, Martha Vanderhoop of Aquinnah; his son, Charles Vanderhoop 3rd of New York city, and his two grandchildren, Samuel and Joseph Lee.
His funeral service was held Wednesday, June 6 and interment was at the Gay Head cemetery in Aquinnah, with full military honors by the veterans of Martha's Vineyard.
Memorial donations may be made to the Community Baptist Church of Aquinnah, Aquinnah, MA 02535 or to the Friends of Aquinnah Public Library, State Road, Aquinnah, MA 02535.
Funeral arrangements were by the Chapman, Cole and Gleason Funeral Home in Oak Bluffs.
