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Wednesday, March 27, 2013

BusterStronghart@Gmail.com

It's late, but I just found this:


Hal Randleman ’56, Award-Winning Television
Commercial Director and Producer
Hal Randelman ’56 whose noted career at Grey Advertising
earned him honors in the television commercial industry, passed
away on September 27, 2008 following a long and courageous
battle with cancer.
A graduate of Horace Mann School and the University of Michigan
Randelman began his professional life with the Ed Sullivan Show, then
moved on to Grey Advertising in New York City. In 1983 he formed his
own production company, Hal Randelman Productions. Relocating
to Naples, FL in 2001 and then to Los Angeles in 2005, in Florida he
directed and acted in a number of theater productions as part of the
Naples Players. He was the loving husband of Mary Urrutia Randel
-man, who passed away several weeks later, in November 2008. The
couple is survived by son Craig, daughter Nicole, and beloved dog, Boomer. 

Sunday, May 24, 2009

BusterStronghart@Gmail.com

H & M weren't happy together.

At the end, H's only wish was to outlive M so that she couldn't distribute what little money H had left to HER family. She outlived him by 5 weeks and C and N got nothing--as I am sure you have already heard from C.

I do not understand why H failed to make proper arrangements -- he didn't plan for the event of M outliving him, and, from what C told me, M gave every last tea-cup and earring to her own family and left N and C nothing, not even a souvenir tweezer. Almost all of the jewelry, flatware, and china came from H's mother.They were his family's heirlooms--and most of the antique furniture too.

When I visited New York, Naples, and "Beverly Hills Adjacent," M spoke only in the highest, most respectful terms about H; but H had nothing but disdain and hatred for M. A disconnect that boggled my mind then, and still does.

I would tell H about M's loving and prideful descriptions of H to me, and H would tell me that she was a phony.

Perhaps M had some sort of voodoo hold over H. I can't figure it out. Not that I didn't fall under her sway also--I liked her and laughed all night with them on many occasions--but get H alone or on the phone and all I would hear was how terrible, horrible she was.

Until a year or two ago, I thought of H as a very strong, if somewhat angry/bitter man. He was funny--his humor was hostile, and a night with H was guaranteed to be a night of laughs...

I thought of H -- as he thought of himself -- as a "producer," the guy who takes care of all the details, and thinks of everything. He chose the restaurants. Only he could mix a proper martini. And half the time he ordered for everyone. He knew what needed to be known and knew what was needed.----

But why didn't he write a new will? Why didn't he start to give his things to N and C? I know he was mad a C--but I also know that he wasn't mad at Nicole, and loved her deeply.

Very strange...

What was H like at Michigan?

mike