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Harrison Faulkner

Mar. 28, 1916 - Dec. 20, 2003

Son of Prof. William Harrison Faulkner, UVa Prof. of German and Sylvia Petrovic Faulkner. He grew up on One West Lawn in Pavilion where his family lived from 1919 to 1945. Had amateur radio station there, a life-long interest at which he excelled. Engineer/Physicist. U.Fla.BEE, graduate studies at Harvard. Long career in senior management. Worked in Berkeley, Boston, Harrisburg, Los Angeles and Miami before retirement in Charlottesville. Married Mary Sherwin in 1949. Three children.

Radio News Magazine, July, 1947

The caption for this cover photo reads:

Field day of Eastern Massachusetts Amateur Radio Association brings out Harrison Faulkner, W1BSY, Bill Dean, W1RQ, and Ray Morrison, W1KON. They have set up their rigs at the Winchester Country Club, one of the locations for Field Day activities.

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On Aug 17, 2021, at 5:26 PM, Harrison Faulkner, wrote:

Hi Tay,

Hope you get this. Thanks for putting the page together about my Dad. Also, great stuff on Weston and that life in your Voyages site.

73.

KE6VNL, Harrison III

Best Regards

[Note added by Tay from the Web: ["At the end of a contact with a friend, most hams will call out a hearty “73.” It's so popular that you may see ham radio operators sign “73” at the bottom of an email or even social media post. The formal definition of 73 is “Best Regards” – it's a nice way to say goodbye that is unique to amateur radio.]


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On Tuesday, August 17, 2021, 02:55:12 PM PDT, Tay wrote:


Got it! Your dad provided some of my most cherished childhood memories.

DoubleYou One Baker Sugar Yesterday.

Glad you found me! I'll be 77 in a few days and am still recovering from a heart attack in May.

Where are you? What's up with your life?

Tay

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On Aug 17, 2021, at 7:47 PM, Harrison Faulkner wrote:

Tay, I am in Salinas CA in a poor man's Weston sort of wooded area north of the City called Prunedale. Sid is up in San Jose about an hour away.

Sorry to hear about the heart thing. I battle Afib now and again but it seems to be getting less of a problem. I hope you regain some of your energy. Its a fact that the heart really runs the whole thing. I get to be 70 if I can hang on til the end of the month. I have no memory of you in particular unless you and my dad did something I would remember. I start remembering at about 3. I certainly remember playing with the older more sophisticated Toddy and I saw Cecil now and again as she was a good friend of my mother's. I wore plenty of Toddy's old cloths, who knows, maybe even yours. I did see your dad once leaving your second house in Weston very briefly. I do remember the awful story of Boston Edison billing your mom for the power pole.

Thanks again for all those memories your site brought up

73,

H

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On Tuesday, August 17, 2021, 20:15:12 PM PDT, Tay wrote To: Harrison Faulkner
Cc: Marcia van Gemert

Hi,

Sorry about your Afib! I'm learning about the heart as I go along. I have mostly COPD pulmonary issues, though, as a past chain smoker. I never contemplated living so long, either.

My brother, Todd, had a psychotic break at about 22 years old. He had just finished a BS in genetics at Berkeley and was a programmer for an outfit in Waltham when the voices came and he lost it. Later, they found him in a Nebraska snowdrift (hitchhiking to California) and put him in the State Mental Hospital there. He was heading to my Dad's in Portola Valley (behind Stanford) from my mother's in Weston. My Dad, a psychiatrist, got him a bus ticket and brought him to California where he, my Dad, spent huge time and money trying to fix him. My Dad died in 2003 at 83; Todd died shortly thereafter, in 2004, at 54 years old.

Nice to hear that the Faulkners have done well. Weston was an amazing place to grow up. I read somewhere that it's now the wealthiest town in Massachusetts. I hadn't heard what a rustle the telephone pole bill made after my Mom's car accident. Thanks for the datum! :-) I'm pretty sure there was more love in your family than in mine, but I don't complain; I have had a great ride through life! Post heart attack, it's undeserved time to (hopefully) spend well.

Again, most of my history is at my website where you have looked around, so I don't have much to add.

Best wishes to you and to your family.

Your old neighbor from Lexington Street...

Tay Vaughan

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