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Frederic Rainer Obituary
To sleep! perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,…
Hamlet III, 1
Frederic (Buzz) Edward Rainer
July 27, 1931 ~ May 11, 2007
CARMEL – Frederic (Buzz) Edward Rainer, 75, beloved husband, father, grandfather, teacher and coach, died peacefully in the early morning hours of May 11, 2007, with his family at his side. Buzz was born in Riverside, CA on July 27, 1931. He grew up in Claremont, CA and graduated from Claremont High School in 1949. He attended college at USC where he played football his freshman year. He received both his BS (1954) and Masters Degree in Education (1955) from USC. He was a brother in the Kappa Alpha Fraternity. Buzz met Barbara McBurney, his wife of 54 years, in the 6th grade. They were married in 1952 and moved to Carmel in 1955. Buzz was hired by Warren Edwards, then-principal of Carmel High School where Buzz taught passionately for 33 years. During his tenure he coached a variety of sports, including, football, track, basketball, and golf. During his teaching career, Buzz took two sabbaticals; one year at Cambridge University, England in 1963 and another year in 1978 at the University of Edinburgh in Scotland. During a two year leave of absence from Carmel (1967-69), he taught English at the American Community School of Athens, Greece. Upon retiring from Carmel High School in 1988, he continued to teach for another eight years at The York School (Monterey). He loved teaching and often said "I never really worked a day in my life."
Buzz was a member of the Diogenes Club, and loved preparing quizzes for fellow Sherlockians. He was a member and the scribe for the Knights of the Vine. Recently he joined the local International Club of Carmel. He served as a volunteer for the Carmel Highlands Fire Dept. and later was appointed to their Board of Directors. He also served on the Harrison Memorial Library Book Committee. Buzz loved to travel embarking on many wild adventures with his wife, family and special friends. Trip highlights, to mention a couple, included rafting the Zambezi River and hiking the Inca trail. He shared his enthusiasm for travel with his students, chaperoning many trips to Europe. Buzz could be found on the golf course when not in the classroom. To his delight, he was invited to play in the Crosby Pro-Am (twice). Buzz also enjoyed bird watching, astronomy and chasing solar eclipses. Buzz's greatest gift by far was his love of literature. He wrote and recited verse to the delight of many. He composed hundreds of poems and published one of them in a book illustrated by Eldon Dedini. He was also working on two new books; one about his childhood experiences and another, about the joy he received from teaching, inspired by the hundreds of letters he's received from past students.
Buzz is survived by his wife Barbara; son, Ted and wife Debra, of Yardley, PA; son, Scott and Grace of Carmel; daughter, Jeanie of Oakland, CA; and three grandchildren: Robert, David, and Dawni Rainer, all of whom loved him dearly. His father, mother and sister preceded him in death.
There will be a memorial gathering at Carmel High School on Saturday, June 23, 2007 at 11:00 a.m., on the football field. For further information, call 831-624-3790. Memorial contributions may be made to the Buzz Rainer Memorial Scholarship fund, Carmel High School, P.O. Box 222780, Carmel, CA 93922. For more about Buzz and to sign/read his guest book, see www.buzzrainermemorial.com.
Good night sweet prince.
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Ralph Cooke
March 4, 2023
Golf and Shakespeare. I was bottom man on the totem pole chs golf, he made me try harder
Kelly Flinn
May 26, 2021
Still miss you Buzz! Hard to believe 14 years have passed. Seems like yesterday we were sitting in the garden having a glass of wine & laughing.
My condolences, still, to all the Rainer family. Buzz remains irreplaceable.
Nancy Parsons
May 25, 2021
The only teacher I can say I will never forget! My thoughts are with the Rainer family still. Scott - my old friend from the class of '76 - I hope you are well.
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Robert Rainer
March 23, 2018
I wanted to take this opportunity to thank everyone for the kind words they've written about my grandpa over the years. It's been over 10 years since my Grandpa passed and not a day goes by that I don't miss him. A lot has happened for me in that decade. I am now married and, like my grandpa, I have 3 kids. My daughter is Nadiyah and my sons are Rhys George and Ilyahn Scott, named after my grandpa's 2 sons. My Grammy (Barbara) has met them and sees pictures that I post regularly as well as the occasional Skype session.
There are so many things I miss about my Grandpa. I wish he could have been at my college graduation. I wish he could've seem me graduate grad school. I wish he could've been at my wedding and above all, I wish he could've met his great grandkids. Fortunately, Grammy has been there for all these things, but it's not the same without him.
Occasionally I go back through these entries and it's heart-warming to see all the kind words and memories. It's like for a brief period of time, he's back in the world, through my memories of him. So thank you to all those who have written about him. It means so very much to me.
GRANT CONROY
March 22, 2018
Stay the course...
Grant Conroy
March 14, 2015
We're twenty; we're twenty. Who says we are more? If you find such a one, you can show him the door. You can give him the gate or a nudge in the night; We've good times aplenty, we're twenty tonight.
We're twenty, we're twenty; we're all of us kids, There's never a wrinkle surrounding our lids. We all have complexions like peaches & cream, For the dream is the youth & the youth is the dream.
The're isn't a one of us, you can be sure, Who isn't eternal, who will not endure. And Father Time knows that no matter how clever, He'll never defeat us for we are forever.. Oh yes, we're eternal; we all defy time. Our end's not infernal, but surely sublime; And we shall live on despite struggle & strife, we've "carped the diem"; for we are for life.
So here we all are, and we all have our teeth; Our skin may be thin, but there's soul underneath; And that soul underneath is the state of the art; And you won't see a wreath hung on anyone's heart.
Our revels are plenty; and this is no lie. Thank God we are twenty, so " lift to the sky." The glass of elation, the goblet of zest; For we are all twenty, and we are the best...( A hearty "salute" off the cuff, by Buzz Rainer at a last reunion)
John Stine
November 29, 2009
Mr. Rainer. I didn't know you well.
In my English classes of the early 70's,
I recall vividly listening as Mr. Rainer
read to us in his classes.
What better way to get kids to read!
It was so kewl.
Mom taught me, carry on those
things which we most appreciate...
...so I read to my students,
as Mr. Rainer read to me...
...so I define to my students,
as Mr. Rainer defined for me...
...so I explain to my students,
as Mr. Rainer explained for me...
...the tradition continues...
Thank you so much.
I never thought I'd be a
teacher, funny how things work.
With Kindest Regards,
Ted Childers
October 2, 2008
I had the good fortune to be on Mr. Rainer's first football team and being the captain of his first basketball team at Carmel High. Even in his formative coaching years I knew that he would soon be be a great coach and even a greater teacher and human being. Coach came to our 1956 class reunion in the early 2000s and we had a good laugh about our old days when I was his first All-CCAL player. He still looked really good then and I am so proud that he would be so kind as to come to our reunion. A truly geat man who inspired me and a whole lot of others.
alvin kernan
April 8, 2008
Buzz spent a summer with me on our ranch in Wyoming. I remember him fondly and take pleasure that he lived so full and useful a life.
Alvin Kernan, Princeton NJ
David McBurney
September 22, 2007
Barbara: I read this about Buzz, and it brought tears to my eyes. I don't think I have seen you since Marg's wedding. My daughter is also here in the City.
Anne & Ron Crozier
August 18, 2007
Our thoughts and prayers
are with you.
Anne & Ron Crozier
neil giarratana
August 5, 2007
buzz rainer was one of my coaches in the great carmel football years of l956-l958. i have never forgotten his drive and focus and his passion for the game and for moving all of us on the team beyond what we thought we could do. the picture of him with his arm around the number 14 is a vivid reminder of how he was! both he and also george mosolf have been an inspiration to me my whole life. they are right up top on the list of people who had a major influence in forming me. thanks to buzz! he will not be forgotten. neil giarratana, class of carmel high 1958.
Lynden Mahrt
July 31, 2007
I have fond memories of Buzz Rainer. Not so much from his English class, but from his character and kindness to me. His outlook was always fresh and imaginative. Over the years I have on occasion thought of him and how he contributed to my life in many small yet meaningful ways. Thanks for the memories. (CHS '63)
Robin (Bob) Ferris, Class of '83
July 21, 2007
As so many have said before me in this forum, Mr. Rainer was an exceptional teacher and a wonderful human being for so many reasons, but personally for me because he was literally the only teacher I had at CHS that took any interest in me and the course I was charting through life. There aren't many people about whom one can say, "that person changed the course of my life." Mr. Rainer quite literally changed the course of my life. It's quite obvious from reading this guestbook that his legacy is alive and well in the multitude of lives he touched. While his presence will be missed, his spirit lives on.
Peggy Edwards
July 14, 2007
Dear Rainers: Today I donated five trees to be planted in the Caledonian
Forest of Scotland in Buzzy's name
through Trees for Life
May his spirit find peace among the birks in the land of Robert Burns.
Sean O'Rourke
July 3, 2007
Dear friends,
Let me express my feelings of condolences to the family and friends of Mr. Rainer.
Mr. Rainer inspired me. He lit a fire within me to appreciate literature and even create my own poetry. From reciting "Walter Mitty" to deciphering the intricacies of "Macbeth," Mr. Rainer showed us by example how to live a life of enthusiasm, art, and epic heroism.
I named my daughter Cordelia after remembering "King Lear" from Mr. Rainer's class.
As members of the golf team and I so often did, I hope I can give his VW bus one more push to start it by sharing with you the epitaph he told us (probably in jest) he wanted on his memorial:
BUZZ RAINER
HE NEVER WENT TO DISNEYLAND
Robert Rainer
July 3, 2007
This is the song that I wrote for my grandpa, that I sang at the memorial:
Requium to a Bard
-From his grandson
This song is to, a very special man,
One that I had the pleasure to know.
Now the world seems just a bit dimmer,
Because he left it, not too long ago.
He meant so very, very much to me,
And to the rest of the family.
I just hope wherever he is now,
He can see me and say he is proud.
He brightened, the world with his charm.
His quick wit could quickly disarm.
Whenever he taught, he would inspire.
So full of passion and fire.
He loved to read, he loved to write,
He loved to talk about famous sword fights.
So grandpa if somehow this you can hear,
Please say “hi” for me to Shakespeare.
* Thank you for all you, gave to me
I loved your knowledge of poetry
I love how you could always inspire me.
Now your sons can take their turn
From them I know my children will learn
* They will love them, just like you loved me.
Grandpa will spark, my memory,
Whenever I see birds in the trees,
Whenever I have a song to write,
Or read poetry in bed at night.
I hope people will realize,
He really was one hell of a guy.
And even though, now he is gone,
Through me some of him will live on.
I loved him like so many others did and I'm just glad that I was priviledged to know him. He definitely changed my life for the better.
"...because I knew you, I have been changed for good." -Wicked
Scott Rainer
July 2, 2007
This was my presentation at the memorial service .
Hello everyone, my name is Scott, the middle child of the Rainer family. Thank you so much for being here today. It is a great tribute to my father that he had such an affect on so many peoples lives. Many of us here had Buzz as a teacher or a coach. I was in a special class he taught I like to call Life 101. The problem is that after being enrolled for over forty-nine years now I still need to work hard just to get a passing grade. One of the multitude of lessons that I learned from him Id like to share with you. It happened in 1968, we were living in Greece in the town of Kafissia on Kokinoki street. He and I were pulling into the drive of our house, in our V.W. bus playing the rhyming game. He would give me a word and I would think of one that rhymed. I was doing well until he said octopus. Without much effort I blurted out socked-a-puss, meaning to (strike a cat.) What could you expect I was only ten years old at the time. He then informed me that even though it was more that one word that I had won the game. But what happened next was truly magical. With no more effort than it had put into my answer he recited the following. .
An octopus socked a puss,
But the cat sat down to dine
Though an octopus has eight long legs,
While the cat has lives of nine.
It was that kind of experience and influence that helped me to write my own poem to honor my dad and I think he would have liked it because it has characteristics that he enjoyed and used in his own verse. First it has a theme word that is repeated over and over. Second it has words that sound the same yet are different parts of speech, and third and his most favorite of all, it is filled with lines that have double and even triple meaning. Listen and see if you can pick out these things as I recite my lines for Buzz. I obtained the title from a saying my dad my dad used to use. Often times when talking to me he would say (For Petes sake.) or (For the love of Pete.) The trouble was that I had a hard time figuring out who Pete was. The poem is titled
FOR THE LOVE OF BUZZ
I’ve often thought about this day
And of the words I’d need to say
That day is here and I am too
A spirits here along with you
We’ve come to celebrate a man
And praise him as the best we can
A finer man there never was
The man we love to love was Buzz
He taught us well, to speak just so
And what we ought and ought not know
He had a gift that few can give
He showed us what it was to live
His passion caught us in its’ spell
Entranced by stories he would tell
The written word it was his forte
To play both on and off the court
He had a knack for rhyming rhymes
His memories, the best of times
A guide to guide us through our teens
Treat others as an ends not means
To learn from him here’s all you do
Believe that he believed in you
He loved his birds, his poems, his car
He loved to travel near and far
He was a coach, a dad, a friend
He loved us all until the end
He left his mark without a trace
Yet it lives on each smiling face
So honor him, his faith, his love
And know he waits for us above
To laugh an love to smile and dream
For Buzz was more than it may seem
His life’s been lived alas and past
Our love for him is bound to last
The only thing I would like to add to this is that I finally figured out who Pete is. And I know my dad has gone to be with him and neither one of them or their love is very far from any of us at any time.
David Loya
June 30, 2007
I thought of Mr Rainer often and with fondness over the years. I can still see him practicing his golf swings in Shakespeare class and his "questions to go by".
I am saddened to hear of his loss.
David Loya
Class of 1984
Susan Lord-Bovey
June 26, 2007
I was packing to attend the Class of "77 reunion last weekend, when my friend Don Gaver said, "We'll see you at the service". What service??? Oh...no no no no....it couldn't be! Great men like Buzzy aren't allowed to die!!!
The last time I saw him was at the 25th reunion of the Class of "75 in 2000, thrilled that he would come to be with us! I brought some of my poems with me and gave them to him. A couple weeks later a big brown manilla envelope arrived, stuffed full of clippings, poems, newsletters, and a QUIZ! Argh! Ever the instructor! At least on this one I could take my time and do open-book, but I was terrified to make any mistakes. I was looking forward to seeing him last weekend and to give him more writings and the test (7 years late!).....now perhaps somewhat relieved that I didn't have to show my errors, but oh, I would have gladly failed miserably if only he could have been there to correct it.
I'm sure he watched over us and his family at the service, then went back to the pub for more meade with Chaucer and the Bard.
Susan (Lord) Bovey
Class of 1975
Dana Booth
June 26, 2007
Whan that Aprill, with his shoures soote
The droghte of March hath perced to the roote
And bathed every veyne in swich licour,
Of which vertu engendred is the flour.
I can still quote the General Prologue of Chaucer's Canterbury Tales and picture my British Lit teacher reading it with such energy. Buzz Rainer's passion for all things in his life left a deep impression on me. Playing on the Carmel High Varsity Golf team for four years left me with a lifetime of memories. Mr. Rainer always believed in me, and his patience, understanding and love will not be forgotten. I wouldn't have had a career in professional golf had it not been for his guidance, wisdom and efforts. The next time I play golf, I will think of his power fade and his chiding, "skinny Booth, hitting it sooo long". Rest well my dear friend.
Bobby Clampett
June 26, 2007
"The 8th hole lies over the ocean, the 8th hole lies of the sea, when I take out my spoon, I recall the ole tune, o bring back my maxfli to me". Buzz's song still rings in my ear each time I play Pebble Beach or think of him. I am forever thankful for the many times he encouraged me to come and practice with the CHS golf team when I was still attending Carmel Middle School. He was always fun to be with and a great encourager. I will miss him too!
Bobby Clampett
RLS Class of 77
Grant Conroy
June 24, 2007
My deepest condolences to Buzz's wonderful family. I had seen Buzz often around town and he always looked super and it was always nice to have a quick chat with that sparkle of his and he seemed to alway remember everything. I was a transfer student to Carmel High my junior year in 1957. I didn't have the pleasure of being in his English class I had Mrs. Hill whom also was super and a favorite teacher. I'd like to talk about Buzz's sporting persona as a sportsman. I was a somewhat skinny tailback on that "state ranked" thirty something game undefeated football team of 1958 that beat PG 58 to nothing. Buzz Rainer had just come from USC two years earlier and was a young broad shouldered ex football player with an exuberant passion for the game which radiated to all of us. Two points about this extraordinary gentleman and sportsman I'd like to share as I never forgot them and they served me well in later life. They were etched into the subconscious by his not always subtle influence. One was PLAY HARD but also "always" PLAY SMART too. He'd take players aside and as I played safety on defense he would point out that the apposing players had "tells" unconscious actions (leaning slightly one way or the other etc.) body language that tipped off their next moves. In hindsight his "theatrical" eye as a director in studying his players on stage. That edge often added the split second that tilted the play to our team. We all learn these things sooner or later but good habits learned early make us somewhat precocious. (Always play your hardest "AND" smartest game) Intellectually that's why he loved golf so much I'm sure. A second point with a short story I'd like to share about Buzz is DO WHAT EVER IT TAKES (within the rules) TO WIN. Now I mean "Every which way but loose," I mean "make it happen," I mean "120%," you get the point... Now I loved to run but in high school I loved base ball more and was a pitcher on Coach Mosolf's championship baseball team. (some players on that team that never lost a home game were Ron Faia,Andy Gray,Dale Dawson,Ted Balestreri,Lary Dufur to name a few) all still on the peninsula and successful winners in life. But here is the kicker. Buzz Rainer was the track coach and his team went to the CCAL championship finals that season. On the final day of compitition for the league championship it was nip and tuck. He needed one more "fast" runner for the final relay which Carmel had to win to win the championship. We were at home playing a baseball game and Buzz showed up after driving 30 miles from Hollister. He cleared it with Coach Mosolf and I was off back to Hollister to run a relay. (And with the Padre's blessings on the baton exchanges set a record) How many coaches would be that passionate about his team and his boys and making it happen to win and winning? That was the Sportsman side of Buzz Rainer. "Give it everything-do the very best you can." What an impression that made on those young hearts and minds. To give is to receive. So many are so greatful to this fine man for making such a difference.
Lest we forget!
Grant "Bud" Conroy 59
Cindy Frost
June 24, 2007
My thoughts and prayers are with Barbara and the family as they mourn the loss of a great man. I haven’t seen Mr. Rainer for a long time but not many days go by that his influence isn’t still felt. Whenever I am writing I can still hear his memorable grammar tips. Whenever I hear Shakespeare, I joke about my “internalized Mr. Rainer” whom I can still hear explaining it to me. Mr. Rainer had told us that one day we would impress people by reciting Chaucer in Middle English, and, sure enough, I got that chance in a seminary class learning Greek when the professor asked if anyone knew the prologue to the Canterbury Tales.
My best memory is playing darts in a Yorkshire pub with Mr. Rainer on my 18th birthday. That trip to England opened up a whole new world of international travel that has blessed my life ever since. Mr. Rainer even wrote a poem for me to commemorate that day. I never got a copy of that poem but several lines live on in my memory.
I am so grateful for the blessing of Mr. Rainer in my life. And even as we mourn, how great it is to celebrate a life so passionately lived for the sake of others!
Blessings,
Cindy Frost
CHS Class of 1981
Kathy (Streeton) Issa
June 23, 2007
My deepest condolences to Barbara, family and friends. My thoughts are with you all today and I truly regret being unable to join in the celebration and memory of the exemplary life of a unique individual. Carmel has lost one of it's brightest stars but his light will be forever reflected in all of us who had the great good fortune to have known Buzz Rainer.
My fond memories of Buzz had somewhat faded until I read all of the entries in the Guestbook - how they then came flooding back to me! I can see his imprint on every one of us - even those who did not go on to careers in literature, teaching or writing - he touched us all, in so many diverse ways, by which we shall always be blessed.
I was inspired by his love of literature and especially travel, beginning in my English Class and later as a chaperone on a trip to England. Although his (oh so patient) superhuman efforts to teach me to play golf had no effect, his sublime love of life was infectious and for that I am eternally thankful. I have learned that even when presented with an unpalatable meal in a yurt in the wilds of Kazakhstan (including fermented mare's milk, camel's milk and head of horse!) it is an experience to be welcomed and treasured for it's "once in a lifetime" quality, if not it's gustatory pleasures. I shall take his incredible love of life with me as I continue my travels, now too coddled for sleeping bag and backpack - my last continent, Antarctica, awaits on the horizon.
CHS Class of '64
June 23, 2007
Bill and Marjorie Herbert
Elizabeth Gaver
June 22, 2007
About
seven weeks ago, I was rummaging through several bins of books at a
large outdoor spring sale at the University of Oslo, Norway
bookstore when I found a paperback Chaucer. I just had to stop
and recite the Canterbury Tales Prologue to see how much I still
remembered. I was in Mr. Rainer's British Lit class for about two
months in 1971 before I left CHS for Santa Catalina. When I got to SC,
they were also studying Chaucer and
the assignment was to write a Tale. I was told I couldn't possibly
write in Chaucer's English, so I turned to Mr. Rainer for help and he
coached me through the project even though I had left CHS. I learned
about the joy of language and the wonderful taste of unknown words from Mr. Rainer.
Also, that to learn something by heart makes it yours.
Jane Adams
June 22, 2007
My first memories of Buzz must have been in 1963 at Bury Farm; with both hands on the wall of the dining room, taking in the fact, this 16th Century wall of the farmhouse still stood as it had been built, before the American Constitution. He then wrote one of his poems......I also saw him in Edinburgh in '79 where he was entertaining several students and took them down to London on one of his many trips to the UK. Over the years he came over to see Aunty Mabel; and the last time, I put him on a train at Barnham station, as he went on his Pilgramage to Poet's Corner in Westminster Abbey, before returning to California. He never gave us much notice of his arrival, so had to take us how he found us but I think that appealed to his mind.
Thank you for the inspiration especially after my Father, Colin died.
Jill&Karen Livingstone
June 21, 2007
Happy Memories of a great Teacher...
Peter Deering
June 21, 2007
Buzz was a wonderful person and had a great passion for life. I will always remember his poetry and his love of literature. I considered him a member of my family.
Jennifer Jones
June 21, 2007
I wish I could have had more oppurtunity to learn and be enlighted by Granpa Rainer. The times that I did get to enjoy with him will always be memorable in my heart as well as others.
"Let the lighted way of the heart who touched us all, inspire us to touch the hearts of others with his wisdom."
Kate Flavin-Clancey
June 20, 2007
I was one of the lucky students who traveled to England with him from Carmel High. He was absolutly the very best of teachers and I think of him often.
Keren Robertson
June 19, 2007
I had Mr. Rainer as an English teacher during his days at York. I can clearly picture him sitting behind his desk and reading us the Canterbury Tales. He made the words come alive.
My thoughts and prayers are with his family.
Arlene Ferrill
June 19, 2007
Oh dear. I just got the sad news. There are precious few people who have had more influence on the course of my life than Mr. Rainer. I had always hoped to let him know, but never crossed paths with him again after graduation.
As far as I'm concerned, his teaching was the greatest of all time, and the trip we took with him to England started me on a wandering track that continues with no end in sight. On his recommendation, I postponed college by going to Canterbury as an exchange student, where I gleefully shamed my classmates by being the only one (and a Yank!) able to reel off Chaucer's prologue.
I have a memory him saying he always thought the Foreign Service would be a great career, so that's what I chose. I've always privately thanked him for my adventures, and in one particularly Kiplingy moment I thought to try to repay him. I was in the Khyber Pass on the North West Frontier, a guest of the Khyber Rifles. It was all too perfectly Raineresque, so I got him a regimental insignia tankard from the mess. To my deep regret, I never managed to get it to him. I'll fill it this evening with the best coffee I can find (what was the Rainer recipe -- a fine french roast with a hint of something darker??) and raise a toast as I work through this lump in my throat, which is itself bringing on a flashback to the one I (we all) hid as Mr. Rainer read/acted Cyrano's dying gasp about "my....white....plume...."
Mike Jewett
June 18, 2007
Buzz stands out in my memories as a man of passion. His love of literature and passion to share that love with us "his kids", lives on in our lives today. In addition to his love for Shakespeare, Buzz enjoyed the simpler contemporary human sagas, and I'll never forget the day he brought in the VCR and we watched "Rocky II". That was a lot of fun, and I have to say that after that day, I had an even greater interest in the works of Shakespeare, maybe I just liked Buzz more as a teacher. Men like him are few and far between in our world. While the void Buzz leaves in passing is great, especially to his family, I believe he leaves an even greater legacy. I'm thankful that I had the opportunity to know him during such an important time in my life. Buzz lived life with passion and authenticity and I have know doubt that he lives on in the hearts of all of us.
Mae Lim-Harrison
June 18, 2007
I have very vivid memories of Mr. Rainer with whom I traveled to both England and Greece during my years at CHS. He was my teacher, my mentor, and my role model. As a teacher, he became a pivotal person in my life and I went on to college to study English Literature largely in part to Mr. Rainer's influence. To this day, I can still quote Chaucer and Beowulf (in Old English!). My warmest expression of sorrow to Mr. Rainer's family for their deep loss. My deepest appreciation to Mr. Rainer, himself, for providing a guiding light that illuminated my world and shaped who I am today in a very fundamental way. Your spirit will always be with me...and with us all.
Julie Zoellin Cramer
June 17, 2007
Buzz was such an outstanding teacher. Even now, in the midst of a graduate school in education, as I discuss the hot topics of "engaged and constructive learning," I think back to my classtime with Buzz and know that this is how it is done and done well. Reading through the guestbook, it is clear his gift of extraordinary teaching was given to so many. Buzz was a central adult figure in my high school experience and, amazingly, his influence continues on in my postgraduate education adventures. Thank you, Buzz, for your great love of the learning.
Bea Jones Toomay Gallegos
June 17, 2007
I was sorry to hear about Buzzie's passing. We lost Mike four and a half years ago. I know you have many good memories that will help you through this difficult time. Sincerely, Bea
Daniel Silverie
June 16, 2007
Good bye Coach, I was one of your running backs on the 1960 team. You were a great mentor to all of us and always presented a postive attitude to encorage us. In later years I became a building contractor and built many residences in Pebble Beach. I saw you in town one day and you said to me how proud you were of me when you saw my construction signs. You also said you told you golf team that if I could make it anyone could. My condolences to the Rainer family for your loss,he was a terrific guy.
Carolyn Malanowski
June 14, 2007
What elusive hand or eye/hath wrought thy fearful symmetry!"
You first made me wonder who made you when, during one of your talks on Blake, you busted me reading Bertrand Russell. I hastily explained that I could multi-task, long before it was customary to admit. Never forget the gracious bow you gave me, and then returned to your talk, allowing me to continue, never fazed. Only you. I know you loved the salads I made you at the Roundup; here's sending you lots of lovely blue cheese dressing, Buzz!
Kevin Horan
June 14, 2007
"Golf is not just exercise; it is an adventure, a romance…. a Shakespeare play in which disaster and comedy are intertwined [and] you have to live with the consequences of each action."
H. Segall
Buzz was without a doubt the finest teacher I had in 19 years or so of classes. He is also the one teacher of whom I can say with conviction truly and memorably impacted and directed the course of my life. I will always cherish the memories of our trips to Greece and Ashland. Buzz will be deeply missed. My thoughts and condolences are with Barbara and the Rainer family.
Barbara Bevens
June 13, 2007
Ryoanji Rock Garden
Etched in five ceenturies of tradition,
Consectuive circles spin old waves around the aged rocks. Fifteen stones stand like sacred cathedrals,
Their shadows traced on the raked white sand.
While the autumn sun warms the monk's shaved head. Mable leaves cast their fiery glow on the garden walls. Transcending the air of private reverence, I feel the ancient prayers of each silent voice. Buddha's hands hold my body in peace. Barbara 12/12.03
Bud Leedom
June 11, 2007
"Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow; a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no more..."
For years I halfheartedly searched through Shakespeare books trying to find that quote, a quote that took me hours to memorize while sitting in a golf cart at Quail Lodge (working, of course). The sorrowful news that 'Coach Rainer' has passed away led me to search again, this time armed with the Internet. In less than a minute I found "Scene V, Act V" and ran to Macbeth to read it once again...I somehow remember it being much longer.
Ironically, after rereading it so many years later I must disagree. Life is clearly heard evermore, especially from those who touch us so deeply. While Buzz has left us, his words, enthusiasm and spirit live on. My 2 year-old daughter already has her own complete works of Shakespeare from a father whose only real exposure to the subject came from Buzz's Shakespeare class at Carmel High. His life has already touched our next generation.
So many times I thought about calling or writing to Buzz and I never followed through. It was my loss. To you Coach, I promise the next time I am out on the golf course and have to hit a chip, I will use a long iron if I have green to work with. Thank you for all.
Best wishes to the Rainer family.
Bud (Buddy) Leedom
Class of 1983
Tracy Finklang
June 11, 2007
“At times our own light goes out and is rekindled by a spark from another person. Each of us has cause to think with deep gratitude of those who have lighted the flame within us.” Albert Schweitzer
Every now and then, someone comes along and opens to us a world we never knew we always wanted. Mr. Rainer opened the world of language to me, a love for the spoken and printed word, for the English language, in all its wonderful dips and weaves, for iambic pentameter and Emerson’s Essays and for the classic writings of passionate minds, come down to us through the ages. A lifetime of travel and books, of poetry and essays of my own, of walking the English country lanes and castle ramparts I first heard of in English class...I owe it all to Mr. Rainer, who made language and history come alive to me and instilled in me a passion for knowledge that I carry to this day.
For that impetus into the amazing life I have lead, I thank Buzz Rainer from the bottom of my heart. Good night, sweet prince.
Nancy Parsons
June 11, 2007
Mr. Rainer - easily the most influential and memorable teacher of my academic career - through my doctoral degree. Absolutely invaluable memories of lines from Shakespeare and others, of fun times in British Lit and Shakespeare, and of Mr. Rainer's own unique interpretations and mneumonics are with me still and will likely be with me forever. All my daughter's high school lit and lang teachers are held up to the "Mr. Rainer" standard in my eyes, and most are found lacking! I am so very honored to have been able to share some time with him at our 30th CHS reunion last summer, and am so very saddened for all the future CHS kids who will not have the honor to learn from him. I never knew he grew up in Claremont, but maybe that's why my years at Pomona College always seemed imbued with more literary splendor than I ever could have hoped! My love and thoughts to Scott who was in my class, and to the whole Rainer family. Nancy - CHS class of 1976
Megan Doyon
June 11, 2007
My memories of Buzz don't reside in the classroom, as a close neighbor throughout my childhood, I can't remember many of my days not being filled with memories of the times that were spent either at the Rainer's house or having the members of the Rainer's household at our house. These memories range from pretending that I was running away from home at 6:30 in the morning in order not to go to summer swimming lessons, to anxiously awaiting the weekend when we Jeannie, Scott and I could go to the Carmel High Football games to watch Buzz coach his team.
When the opportunity came to go to England in my freshman year, and that Buzz was the chaperone, I jumped at the chance to go, I figured that if anyone who could make Dickens come alive, it would be Buzz. I wasn't disappointed. His teachings in everything carried through my daily life, including when I went into the Peace Corps in South America. When the Rainers came down to visit, I was overjoyed...I never managed to take him to the British Library in Quito, even though I read the complete collection of Charles Dickens.
I don't think a day goes by when I don't think of the wonderful times that I was priviledged to have because of the Rainer clan, headed up by Buzz.
We miss you-
Katie Walsh
June 11, 2007
Dear Rainer family,
So many times over the years I have thought of Buzz Rainer, for he shaped my career and broadened my world. I took 2 years of English (Shakesphere, naturally) from him at CHS prior to my graduation in '76; and another 3 years at College (all because of him). I always remember him as larger than life, funny, so (!) intelligent, professional, and oh, so patient with us. He paid attention to us, and made each us the students in his class feel worthy.
I was on the trip to Greece in '76 and learned to love travel because Buzz made it so interesting and fun. I have often felt the reason I ended up with a doctorate (from USC) and in a Sports Medicine career was because Buzz taught us to all be proud of who we are, and that anyone can learn. The trips I have taken to Tuscany to ride my bike, were - long ago - inspired by this great man; who never confined learning to a classroom
So many times over the years, I have intended to write him to thank him; but there were never strong enough words to let him know the impact he has had on my life. I then tell you - his loved ones - your father, husband, brother - was a man's man - he taught us all so very much, and I am in the place I am today because of his ability to laugh and teach and educate us about things beyond the simple words of language. Be at peace that this man gave so much to so many of us.
Thank you Buzz. Surely, the angels are singing today.
Bill Gaver '77
June 11, 2007
So long, Mr. Rainer. Thank you for your generous teaching, your patience with student doggerel, and for making your classroom a meeting ground of all the student factions. Oh, and especially for sharing your lovely strong black coffee. I'll miss you and think of you.
Gabe Rosen
June 10, 2007
I met Buzz only once, at a meeting of his beloved Diogenes Club. I can hardly remember anyone ever making such a spectacular impression on me. Our interchange exemplified everything his students recalled and loved about him: he was at once playful, intense, humble, erudite, witty, and more than anything radiated enthusiasm. We soon found out we had a shared love of memorizing Kipling, and spent what seemed like hours going line-for-line on our favorite poems. I was awestruck. The fact that I never managed to follow up with him is just another tragedy of inexperience. But I felt that, even in the course of our brief meeting, I knew the man, and the credit belongs entirely to him.
I hope that whenever we find ourselves fortunate enough to feel alive in great poetry, we can lift a glass to this remarkable man.
Caroline Drye Taylor
June 10, 2007
To the Rainer's: I loved my sophomore Shakespeare class with Buzz and I loved stargazing in Big Sur when we went camping at Pfeiffer some time in my junior or senior year. My mind was always expanded by our time together.
Lucinda Lloyd
June 10, 2007
Dear Barbara and the whole Rainer family,
When I heard the unbelievable news of Buzzy's death, I refused to believe it. Although I'm a nurse, I still disbelieved. There was no proof, even though his son, Scott, had told my daughter, Anna Williams, both teachers at Carmel Middle School. It just could not be true. Buzz Rainer was bigger than life.
Each morning I quickly opened to the obituary page of the Herald. If Buzz's name wasn't there, then it wasn't true. My brain fantasy continued unabated.
One night I had a dream, so vivid it seemed real. Buzz, face smiling, told me it was a big joke. We laughed together, and I was reassured life would continue as before.
One of my most clear memories of Buzz was when he, Barbara and little Teddy came to CHS football games. They were a golden couple with a fair haired little boy in a white letter sweater emblazened with a red block C. Perfect, is what they were. At least to me.
Over the years we've bumped into one another, here and there, as you do in our small community of Carmel. Always a hug exchanged and pleasantries passed.
Girls' volleyball games at CHS, when Anna played, were punctuated with Shakepearian conversation. Not only could these girls set up and smash, but they could do it in a long ago English language. Buzz had his influence.
When my daughter entered Stanford and set up her desk for study, she had but one framed photograph on it. Buzz Rainer smiled out at her every single day. In fact, she received her first A on and in-class essay in her Shakespeare class. I'm sure Buzz gave her inspiration.
My son, Mike Williams, wasn't a dedicated student, but one of the nicest guys around. The kind of friend who drops everything to help, especially if that everything includes homework. Lo, and behold, he started writing poetry. Buzz's influence had done it again. I've always believed that Mike and Buzz shared the same niceness of souls, and the poetry just fit.
When Anna married, she asked Buzz to read a sonnet at the ceremony. It was fitting to hear his beautiful, familiar voice echo through the vaulted atmosphere of Carmel Mission. Another memeory I carry with me.
It finally happened. Buzz's obit and photo appeared on the next to last page of the second section of the newspaper. It was true. All the denial couldn't protect me anymore. The tears started and just wouldn't stop. All that day, I found myself thinking of him, whether working in my garden, cradling my little dog or caring for patients at CHOMP, I carried Buzz Rainer with me. He will always be part of my life, for he and I entered CHS at the same time, though I thought he was a grown-up. What a joke, he was only ten years older than I!
Barbara and family, if good thoughts can lighten your load of grief, the burden can be shared. We will all celebrate his marvelous life of contribution when we gather on Carmel High's football field on the 23rd. How fitting that where I have my first memory of Buzz will be where I say good-bye to him.
With love to you all,
Lucinda "Cindy" Lloyd
Class of 1959
Rick Miller
June 9, 2007
Reading from Cyrano in Freshman English...as he pointed his imaginary sword, "...and thuuurust home..." I shall never forget; he was truly a literary inspiration. My sincere condolences to Barbara and Family.
Rick Lloyd Miller Class of '65
Paige Dunn
June 9, 2007
It has been wonderful to read all of these entries by so many that were lucky enough to be taught by Mr. Rainer. He was the teacher that has had greatest impact on my life, his passion was contagious. And yes, I can still quote Chaucer too! I often think of Mr. Rainer and hope that my children will find a teacher that inspires them the way he inspired me and so many other children over the years. I feel privileged to have been taught by Mr. Rainer.
For his family, I hope that all these warm wishes will help you understand how precious he was to us, and perhaps there is some solace in knowing that he meant so much to so many.
Paige Thomson Dunn (Class of '81)
Elaine Flinn
June 9, 2007
To the Rainer Family:
My deepest condolences and my wishes that you will not mourn, but will, instead, celebrate this wonderful man you had the privilege to know and love, and his unselfish life with all those who have such vivid memories.
Memories all three of my children recount to this day. Never have I recalled a former teacher so loved.
While my children knew him well, I only met Buzz once, and that was when - out of his inate kindness and love of the written word - he came to my very first book signing at Thunderbird books back in 2003. I think I was more honored by his presence, than the fact that we sold out. Now, coming from a writer, that's one heck of a compliment!
So, once again - thank you, Buzz - for the inspiration you gave to my son and daughters - and the enduring memories they will always have of you. Mine are brief, but as memorable.
Adrian Bennett
June 9, 2007
I was so sorry to read of Mr. Rainer's death, my condolences to his wife and family. I took 10th grade English from the coach and
in writing a paper on Stephen Benet
I received my first A in English
(even though I made a typo with Guggenheim as Guffenheim--which the coach thought was hilarious). It was several years later in graduate school that I saw the humor. His approach to teaching
found a place in my soul and I
took on the challenge myself. However, I was struck by the fact
that he was only 27 when I was 17
and when I saw him some 30 years later for a class reunion, he looked the same. Remarkable!
Adrian Bennett ('59) Evanston, IL
CAPT & MRS. J.A. Barker
June 9, 2007
We will miss our neighbor,. Buzz
John Criddle (Class of '74)
June 9, 2007
My condolences to the Rainer family. Buzz was one of those great teachers who leaves a lasting impression that persists for a life time. We'll miss you.
Hugo Schwyzer, '85
June 8, 2007
I had many teachers whom I loved at Carmel, but Buzz Rainer was by far the most memorable. Yes, like most of you, I can still recite the opening lines of Chaucer and, phonetically, Beowulf -- and it's comin' up on a quarter century. I admired him, loved him, and in my own teaching, consciously strive to emulate him and make him proud.
Kevin Criddle
June 8, 2007
Condolences to the Rainer family.
Buzz was and is one of those outstanding teachers we were all fortunate enough to have, growing up in Carmel. To this day, I can still quote Shakespeare learned from Buzz in freshman English class. One of my favorite memories from high school is Mr. Rainer, at his podium, reaching for his ever present thermos of coffee, while reading the class one his short stories that was published by Playboy magazine.
"Now cracks a noble heart. Good night, sweet prince, and flights of angels sing thee to thy rest!"
Patricia Quyle, Class of '62
June 8, 2007
Mr. Rainer's love of literature and life was infectious to every student who sat in his classroom. How could we not love learning after he showed us the spontaneity and joy found not only in great literature but, most importantly, in all of life surrounding us? Thank you, Mr. Rainer!
Mary Rysdale
June 7, 2007
Shakespeare came alive in Buzz's classroom for me. The appreciation of good words and great writing was so inspiring. I had the pleasure of learning to write and assemble the yearbook under Buzz's direction; and to my eyes his influence is strongly present in the 1982 volume.
Thank you Buzz for your wonderful contributions to so many of us. You are not forgotten. (If only my son will have the same inspiration next year!)
Class of 1983
Carol Quyle Middelburg
June 7, 2007
Mr. Rainer was a truly outstanding teacher. I am so sorry I did not take the time to write this while he was alive, but I hope Mrs. Rainer and her family realize how many lives Mr. Rainer touched.
Kelly Flinn
June 7, 2007
I will miss you more than I can say, Buzz.
You now have a permanent 'writing room' on my site renamed for you. It's only fair - since it's largely your fault I'm still writing ;-)
My deepest condolences to all the Rainer Family.
Carol Stewart-Cooper
June 7, 2007
I'll never forget the handsome, blonde football jock that taught us to love and enjoy literature. Buzz brought to life so many wonderful characters for us, - from Cyrano and his beloved Roxanne, to Pip and Estella, Walter Mitty and Gunga Din and, of course, the Ancient Mariner. There's not room here to say how much I learned from Buzz, but some of it bubbles up almost every day from the deep recesses of my memory. I went on to major in English lit, but no one ever came close to bringing it alive the way our "Mr. Rainer" did. I'm so glad I got a chance to tell him so at our last class reunion in 2002. I can't belive he's gone now, but I know that he lives on in the hearts and memories of all the students, family and friends whose lives he enriched with his love and knowledge of literature and life.
"Farewell, farewell! but this I tell
To thee, thou Wedding Guest!
He prayeth well, who loveth well
Both man and bird and beast.
He prayeth best, who loveth best
All things both great and small;
For the Dear God who loveth us,
He made and loveth all."
Farewell, dear friend and teacher.
Carol Stewart Cooper
Class of '62
Kathey Jewell
June 6, 2007
Mr. Rainer,
You made my years at York truly memorable. Of all of the teachers I was blessed to know there, there are only two that stand out even in my parents' minds, and you are one of these. My feelings about you can be summed up in two lines you once wrote about me on a report card:
"I know not what you think of me,
But I think you're the best that be (is?)"
God bless and keep you.
Eric Norberg
June 6, 2007
Two of the most influential teachers I had during my years at Sunset School and then at Carmel High (class of 1960) were Mr. Rainier (I never called him anything but that), and his sister, Miss Rainier, who we lost very very early (I told him years ago how influential she had been to me in grade school). I had not thought of it till just now, but probably the reason I became an English major at Pomona College (and I had no idea he grew up in Claremont, where Pomona is located) was my experience in Mr. Rainier's classes.
Someone is never truly gone when he has been such a positive and lasting influence in so many lives.
Tom Green
June 6, 2007
Dear Buzz,
May you and yours be aware of how the way you lived your life modelled and inspired so many, however brief their connection with you. For me, in two short years (1959-60), I was, through you, touched by the power of one person telling their truth. Thank you.
Tom Green Class of "60
Kirk Dormody
June 6, 2007
Ahhh the memories that come back to us during times like these...playing golf with Buzz on the famed Pebble Beach Golf Links while the less than fortunate remained in school laboring over algabreic expressions or running windsprints on the football field. Those were the days! Buzz and I shared an interest in "birding" as well. I will never forget while playing golf at Quail Lodge I caught a fleeting glimpse of a Scissor-Tail Flycatcher along the 6th hole and reported it to Buzz who was immediately transformed into a child entranced in a world of wonder and amazement. We sited that bird numerous times together and his enthusiasm never faltered with each siting. There was the coveted Pemmican beef jerky and a soda after a hard afternoon of golf...a regular treat from Buzz. When asked how I had played at the end of each round I would taunt Buzz by answering, I did good coach...to which he would wince and reply, "Argh Dormody...no, no, no, you played well." The look on his face at my tactfully placed poor use of the English language was commical to say the least, and yet nearly 35 years later I find myself correcting my son's in the very same manner while remembering Buzz everytime. He was a special man and his enthusiasm and passion for those he had taught never ceased. We had invited a number of teachers from CHS to the class of '75's 25th reunion and much to our surprise Buzz made nothing short of a grand appearance...the only one...it was a wonderful moment for me and my classmates...as if we had all been transported back in time...there he was, our good friend Buzz, our mentor, my coach, our teacher. The most memorable moment of all our reunions was when Buzz asked for a moment to share some thoughts about the Class of '75...we all gathered 'round, there was silence. There would be a tale to tell for sure. Buzz produced a poem that he had written about the class of '75 that brought tears to our eyes. It was an awesome display of heartfelf thoughts, feelings, and memories that Buzz had for those whose hearts and minds he had touched and who had touched his. That would be the last time I saw "Buzz" Rainer and he will be dearly missed, never forgoten. My heartfelt thoughts and prayers go out to his family whom he loved most of all. I'll catch up to you someday on the "back nine" Buzz. Thanks for the memories... Kirk
Diane Miller Commendatore
June 5, 2007
It is so beautiful to see what my old classmates wrote about Mr. Rainer (I always knew him as "Buzzy" but god forbid call him that at school!) I was one of the lucky ones who knew him as a teacher and as a friend because my Dad was teacher with him. I also got to know him and his family when I was one of his kids' babysitters. I remember enjoying his fun-loving nature at the faculty "mussel-hustles" on the beach, but I most remember him jousting with his sword/yardstick whilst reading from Cyrano in his other hand. Even though he was probably only ten years older than us when began teaching at CHS, he had our total respect (in the class of 1960). After reading you other kids' words, it brought back those memories of having to learn those darn old English verses. Mr. Rainer was also the teacher who caught us "cheating"(I didn't THINK it was cheating) by talking about his test in between classes and how he dealt with it is something I have never forgotten Isn't it something how much a teacher can affect your lives?
I know Buzzy remembered every single of us all those years. My heart goes out to you Barbara and your family.
Parker Pollock
June 5, 2007
Coach Buzz was an unknown to those of us who were returning for our second year on the CHS junior varsity football team back in the fall of 1955. We had heard that he was from USC and that "jacket" well prepared us for the demanding yet rewarding practice sessions and games we experienced under his firm and dedicated leadership. As a member of the class of '58, I can recall how impressed we were that Coach Buzz was the creative force behind all those limericks for the graduating seniors. Fond memories of a man who raised the bar....
Parker Pollock
Shasta College
Redding, CA
Patricia-Lynn Thorndike
June 4, 2007
Dear Buzz, wherever your bright spirit is right now, thank you for the light you have shined in our hearts, bodies and minds, in the classroom and on the fields of life, over all these years. At sixteen in your English class I had a big time crush on you, along with most of the other girls in that room...you must have been about 30 at the time. How great you and Barbara have been together since the 6th grade and your grandchildren have had the opportunity to know and to love you!
Patricia-Lynn Thorndike, class of '60
Mary Beth White
June 4, 2007
Dear Mr. Rainer, I feel honored to have known and been taught by you. I was so fortunate to have the experience of traveling with you to Greece and England. But, my best memory is from the day of my graduation from Scripps College in 1977. As I stood in line, waiting to march out onto the Elm Tree lawn, I looked over to see you wandering around the courtyard with your camera! I exclaimed, "Mr. Rainer, what are you doing here?" And, you replied, "I've come to see you graduate, of course!" The memory remains fresh, and I am so grateful to you for sharing your generosity of spirit and love of the English language. You truly touched my life!
Ken Pinkerton
June 4, 2007
I feel blessed to have had Mr. Rainer as a teacher. He was the first teacher to inspire me to love books and literature. The stories that he shared reached into my high school heart and remain there still - Cyrano, the sonnets and plays of Shakespeare ,Walter Mitty and so many more. I also remember his own stories: how he got his nickname “Buzz”er, his sisters version of “brother”; His moment of fame in the movies when he came charging onto the screen… and tripped; Stories of Greece (ticks squished on the marble floors); His prowess with a sling shot and his love and knowledge of birds. I still am amazed that Buzz got me out of school to caddy at Pebble Beach.
Whenever I reread Walter Middy, I am privileged to hear Buzz’s voice going “ta-pocketa,-pocketa-pocketa. He will be missed and remembered.
Lizz (Sanford) Jensen
June 3, 2007
Buzz,
My teacher, my mentor, my friend, your gifts have been many.
Thank you for sharing.
I will miss you so.
Carolyn Hart
June 3, 2007
Dear Mr. Rainer - Thank you for sharing your enthusiasm for the English language, Shakespeare, travel and life in general with all of us. I remember how you sang to us as we rode the bus back to the hotel after dinner at the Tower in London. That trip was incredible. I remember watching Julius Caesar and how you slowed the camera way down so that we could watch you charge, then fall - frame by frame, as the Roman forces came down the hill. Your love and enthusiasm were contagious! You were truly a PHENOMENON! “P-H-E-No-Men-On!” I’ll forever remember some of your spelling tips! Thank you for being uniquely you! God bless you and your wonderful family.
Carolyn Hart – formerly Carolyn White
Class of ‘80
Alan Bienenfeld
June 2, 2007
I never had the rewarding experience to sit in one of your classes, or
even participate in sports with your coaching. Where I didn't fall
short was sharing great conversations and annecdotes in pleasant talks.Topics included love of life and people. I will sorely
miss Buzz. we all have lost a warm memorable person. Our thoughts are
with your family and friends.
Suzanne Smythe
June 2, 2007
"Whan that Aprille with his shoures sote
The Droghte of Marche hath perced to the rote,
And bathed every veyne in swich licour,
Of which vertu engendred is the flour...."
How many of us have been able to impress our friends, family and future mates by our memorized quotes from our Shakespeare and British Lit classes taught by Mr. Rainer? Even if, now, 30 years later, I can remember only snippets and bits of the once fully memorized lines (sorry Buzz!), the joyous spirit of Buzz comes to me each time I see or hear or quote the lines. When I think how much Mr. Rainer touched my life... and I think of this being multiplied many times over with the many hundreds of other students, I feel very honored to be among them. Mrs. Rainer, Ted, Scott and Jeannie, thank you for sharing your husband, your father with us. I am so very sorry for the loss. I miss Buzz.
Cindy Byrne
June 2, 2007
God Bless You Mr. Rainer. I have fond memories of your family getting together with my family. My father was so fond of you. Have a glass of wine with him and toast your wonderful life past and to come!
Heidi Shevawn Hattan-Graca
June 2, 2007
One pf my fondest memories of Carmel High is a mental picture of Mr. Rainer atop a students desk acting out a sword scene from Cyrano shouting "As I end the refrain, thrust home!"
I had the opportunity to finally tell him what he had meant to me at our 30th reunion of the class of '73-he asked that I put pen to paper but it was always something I was going to do later-
Buzz Rainer was the best teacher I EVER had and one of the finest men I had the pleasure of meeting.
Manuel Herrera
June 2, 2007
I long ago forgot the quadratic formula, but after all these years I still remember my Shakespeare.
Sweet are the uses of adversity, Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous, Wears yet a precious jewel in his head; And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in everything. I would not change it.
God bless you Mr Rainer.
Manuel Herrera/ class of 81
Anne Haber Isaacson
June 1, 2007
"It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul."
Thank you, Mr. Rainer, for sharing your energy and humanity.
Class of 1964
Laura Pratt, CHS Class of '81
June 1, 2007
I'll always remember him proudly pointing himself out in his USC Trojan's uniform (portraying a Roman soldier) during a large battle scene in the movie "Julius Caesar" or reciting Shakespeare with his sword or golf club in hand. He was one of those rare, gifted teachers that are permanently etched in your mind. He will truly be missed. My heartfelt prayers to his family and friends of which there are many.
Bill Burcham
June 1, 2007
I became acquainted with Buzzy by accompanying his high school classmate, Charlotte Mesick, to Carmel, beginning close to twenty years ago. During our visits over the years, Buzzy piqued my interest in all sorts of literary giants--but most of all, I think of Rudyard Kipling. One fitting quote at this time is from "When Earth's Last Picture is Painted" [1892, Stanza 1]:
"When Earth's last picture is painted, and the tubes are twisted and dried, When the oldest colours have faded and the youngest critic has died, We shall rest, and, faith, we shall need it -- lie down for an aeon or two, 'till the Master of All Good Workmen shall put us to work anew."
I feel honored to have called Buzzy a friend.
Charlotte Mesick
June 1, 2007
As a high school classmate of Buzzy's and Barbara's, I was fortunate to visit them over the years at various places around the globe. Thinking of Buzzy's love of poetry reminds me of a time I was there in Carmel in the mid-1960's. At James Peter Cost's Seascape Gallery, I came across a painting with which I was intrigued. It was listed as the artist's tribute to Thomas Gray's "Elegy in a Country Churchyard" and was featured in a display window. After dinner, the three of us went down to the gallery, and Buzzy recited the poem in its entirety. Feeling the artist had beautifully depicted the essence of the poem, I purchased Mr. Cost's painting the next morning, and have treasured it ever since. While the title of the painting is "...or waked to ecstasy the living lyre," I offer up another verse recited that evening from Stanza 9 of the same poem:
"The boast or heraldry, the pomp of pow'r, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Await alike the inevitable hour: The paths of Glory lead but to the grave."
Doug McCall
June 1, 2007
A 1971 graduate of Carmel High, I did not have the honor of attending the well-storied Rainer classes. However, I grew up in Carmel Meadows and had the pleasure of spending hours at the Rainer household racing slot cars on the coolest track in the neighborhood and ogling Mr. Rainer's Triumph TR-4A sports car while the rest of our parents drove Buicks. My deepest condolences to the family.
Christine Bottaro Waddel
June 1, 2007
I cannot count the number of times I have told friends and family about the inspired readings of Shakespeare, Yeats, Shelley, Keats, Chaucer and others while I sat entranced in Mr. Rainer's British Lit class at CHS (class of 74). How fortunate a man to have lived so passionately and how fortunate we are to have been inspired by him. My deepest sympathies to his family. Fond farewell to you, Mr. Rainer.
Liz Toy
May 31, 2007
Condolences to all who knew Mr. Rainer from a member of his Senior English Class, 1963-64 school year.
Still recall the tales of his sabbatical in England, the Canterbury tales, and the memorized lines from Macbeth.
Also the thought provoking final exam essay question about vices/ virtues in the classics we read.
Great inspirational teacher.
Jeffrey Spencer Wright
May 31, 2007
Coach Buzz!
You were absolutely THE best English teacher I've ever had - high school, college, grad school! I was blessed to have you for Senior English AND Journalism the year you came back from Cambridge - what passion you passed on to all of us.
Plus you roped me into helping you coach Freshman Football at CHS in the Fall of 1966 which set me onto a coaching career that's still active.
You were a mentor, a friend, and a compassionate inspiration to me and I will be eternally grateful.
Via Con Dios!
"Jeffer"
CHS Class of 1964
CHS faculty - current
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