Things happen when you connect, reach out, and are open to them, and some call is a sign like in the movie Sleepless in Seattle, and I smile and cheer at that thought and like to believe in signs, though focus and hard work and persistent, consistency go a really long way, too! GOT and email from Lawrenceville yesterday about a new panel with the alumni being their main objective - to hear from us.

Yesterday I wrote or rather responded to my email, March 4, 2026 about this new group council wishing to hear from us alumni at the Lawrenceville School - and I conveyed my opinions and concerns, questions, etcetera that I wanted them to consider. My main concern and issue to point out to them was - make it more of an objective on their part to welcome the body of works that each of us may want to have there on display for all to view, listen to, that may enrich their experiences while there, and even when they leave. The body of work from alumni should be considered on their own merits, and not whether the world has seen and discovered them yet, and pronounced them ' worthy ' of being shared and expressed and seen. The fact that students were there and were a part of the L'ville experience should be enough. We all made contributions of one sort or another, and have gone on to make many more in our troubled world at large since then and now. I made this video on youtube yesterday, and love being able to express myself on Youtube. It is a great way to reach out to many, and so often people we do not know yet and even be aware of. #MakeAmericaBetterOnceAgainYes! One of my small watercolors done the size of a wine label in a series of six or eight.

I have lots to say and to add but will post this now , as a beginning, Thursday, March 5th, 2026 Happy Thursday, enjoy! Thanks to you all for being there for me then and now. Anthony Alan Quinn 3/5/2026 3:21PM now as I post this.

My portrait sketches I did at the Lawrenceville School in 1971-1972 , I think mostly in the Upper House for part of my grade in Jack Garver’s art class , Jack being like a mentor to me there that I was drawn to, and greatly appreciated and realize it even more today as I post these and the pictures of them in our 1972 yearbook for a better reference, hoping I have it right, if not, please let me know and I will correct it!

Great period of me as I blossomed pretty much on my own but defintely with a little or a lot of help from my friends lije Bill Phipps, Roy Abramowitz, Mr Robbins, and Dave Goldberg and Steve Carson, to mention a few. Anthony Alan Quinn, now Wednesday March 4, 2026 12:02pm!

Hack Garver had the biggest influence on me as a professor and older figure, and I am eternally grateful for that, thank you Jack! I am glad we did our Atelier 17 show there of etching made in this atelier that I,mtoo studied under Stanley William Hayter at 10, rue Didot , Paris, France, 75014 from 1978-1979. I have the program for that show and will include it here once I find it.

Here are the pictures from the yearbook of people I drew and mentioned,morcwanted to mention like Paul Valani, Bruce Roberts, both rommtes of mine in the Kennedy House, and Court Weidemayer that I listened to music with on my stereo. There were professors and house masters and assistant housemasters, too. all important to me tgat made a difference to me, showed interest in me, encouraged me, welcomed me, made a point to acknowledge me at Lawrenceville from Mr Brinks my Spanish reacher, to Mr Robbins our classics teacher that was our RA on the third floor of the Upper House and that played classical music that I could hear in my room, and tgat invited me to listen to the music that taught me to greater appreciate classical music. Then there was Mr Stevens our assistant master at the Kennedy House that liked the rock and roll of the times and we looked at each other's record collections and Mr Steven's face lit up when he saw my copy of The Left Bank and later I sold it to him. Then there was Dr. Dielh the science professor that was famous for his retort any time anyone said the word " well " , he immediately responded : " Oil or water !? Or are you asking about my health!?!? ".

My book to write in from Lawrenceville, I still have it, I wrote in it , too , quite a bit! Memories, finding more and realizing more about myself as I wrote and lived!

cheers, wait for more, it is coming soon! Happy Friday at noon , January 1),2026

I drew in the art class of Jack Garver and I presented these portrait sketches in pencil, pastel and watercolors, too! This is part of my project with my written statement, including some of the drawings, but not all, enjoy!

Enjoy these photos and videos from the days and nights at Lawrenceville when I was there from 1969-72 when I graduated, with some good friends and a select group with prifessors like Jack Garver and Mr Robbins. i am sorry that I never drew Jack Garver, thatvsaddens me as he encouraged me to follow my art, and Mr Robbins inttoduced me to slassical music, and both these inflyences on me have been priceless!

A color charcoal below

A pecil drawing below of Mr Robbins.

A blck chalk drawing of one of my clessmates.

A color pastel of one of my classmates.

A black chalk drawing kf Mr Blake below.

More videos below of other pecil sketches I had made and included perhaps for Jack Garver's art class! Tony 1/15/2026 Pencil drawing of my ypunger brother Eric beliw.

Living in Paris,France from 1070-72 and there for the summer months and working at the American Embassy and also there for some holidays when not in school at Lawrenceville 1969-72. How Paris, France touched my soul and spirit and rubbed off at my whole at The Lawrenceville School myvRembrandt and Drawing in the Paris Metro the musician years and more

in origress will add much more as i go along! To y )/2/2025 Happy Monday all beautiful day jete!

Lawrenceville Prep School : My Bumble/Humble/Jumble Story Of Stories 1969-1972

No one has responded to this pist that I just cleaned up some and made easier to read tgst i wrote in 2010. Hard wirds and comments. Now in 2025 i reflect more and am more appreciative of my time there where I just tecently reconnected with Willy William Phipps and sm drlighted for that! I have more to add and will do so soon. Cheets, Anthony TONY Quinn Happy Sunday June 1st, 2025 at 9:07ammas i rise to walk our dog and have breakfast and watch " Meet the Press " with Kristen Welker in these most trying times when i do much politicsl word- writing in either acrylic black paint or markers! Tony

This was perhaps one of the biggest upsets ever in my life and though I survive-thrived on my own wits and the assistance, care and help proffered from a very few teachers and housemasters I feel that with time I have become more bitter and cryptic and critical and judgemental than ever before as the years have passed and I have been able to finally digest much of the gristle and the grind and the rind of many things that could have been and should probably have been - different, somehow - and with the aid and assistance of many others. But alas, Lawrenceville was about the Alpha A and the over-achievers and about the glitter and the surface and the prestige and the history and the glory of days passed and of new and old money and clout from them both and perhaps more about the " outer-wrappings " and the " look at how grand we are ?!? Don't you agree?!? " mentality. It was less about each and every individual than it should have been. It was much less about developing each individual as he could and would probably liked help in discovering about himself with the aid of others older and more experienced? Harsh word , I know. I have even harsher words back then for the one guidance counselor that I believe to this day did nothing at all to encourage me to do better and to assist me in making some of the better choices to have done better with the help of an established and supposedly glorious old prep school steeped in tradition and power and position and clout and prestige and all the other outer-wrappings that help to elevate and to promote and to help with the sticky issues and considerations of " all that promise out there " that may or may not be any or all of ours?!? What was his name : the blasted name of my guidance counselor back then?!? Best that I have forgotten it. I did babysit for his children back then. He did know me : he did avail himself of my humble services back then. Was it an even exchange : his for mine? Who ultimately did better in the end? I did : that's simple and true : I did better. But I did it on my own without any real help from him. At least this is my firm conviction to this day. I may be wrong : I would like to be wrong. I would like to think it was me being head strung and not wanting to listen - not wanting any help? There, in the middle of the New Jersey countryside in the little village of Lawrenceville down the road from Princeton and not far from Trenton? My family away overseas and me there on my own with a couple of good friends in Dave and Roy and with the kind regard of Mr Robbins and Jack Garver and perhaps my Spanish teacher, too as well as Dr. Deihl in Science that when one said " well " in a sentence he smiled immediately and paused, reflected and immediately responded : Well, are you inquiring about my health? I don't believe so? Well? Meaning water or oil? Is that it? " and he would be off on an exploration of the many meanings of the word " well " such as one would never again use it in his classroom! I loved that. Truth be told, I liked many things about Lawrenceville and have written as story about it that I will add here really soon. And before I close I want to say thanks to Jack Garver - ode to and homage to art and all things artistic, thank you for being there to help me along in my wonder/my wander/ my lust - my always trust in art and artistic expression. To Mr. Robbins ( classics as well as an extensive wall of classical lps - remember those? I am listening to one now : the Youngblood's " Elephant Mountain " and the song " Darkness Darkness " : " darkness darkness, be my pillow, take my head and let me sleep, in the coolness of your shadow ...cover me with the endless night ... be my blanket, take away my ... emptiness of right now, now, now , now emptiness of dark, emptiness, emptiness oh yeah, OH YEAH , oh yeah ..." To which I might add : the emptiness-loneliness of Lawrenceville in so many great, youthful, promise of bloom and flowering of youthful enrichment and expression and directed/focused direction ... I do love that song. And to think that it was my grandmother that first made me aware of the Youngbloods? Go figure? Not everything is learned within the confines ( poor choice of word here ? ) of a classroom that may and often is confining?!? But I am running away here from those that I want to thank. Mr Robbins, you always had a lovely glint and spark-sparkle in your eyes. I liked that : it was like a kindness, like a haven, a harbor, an oasis and I thank you for that. I thank you for the opening of your living room and your music and the listening as we both spoke of ourselves. I don't think I felt any more welcome anywhere at Lawrenceville as I did there on the third floor of the Upper House. For you and Mr. Garver I hold the biggest gratitude and I just want to say that even after all these years I have not forgotten any of it. Thanks again. For my fellow students I say " hello " and " thanks " to Roy foremost ( where are you now Roy?!? Gosh, how we did smile and laugh and go on like crazy hyenas there on the third floor of the Upper House together! ); Dave, Paul ( my last roommate that made me realize that it was important/essential to compartmentalize things and move along - be less-sensitive - grow a thick skin, not care as much ... )... and there are others, too .. I will start to include the story I wrote soon. Cheers and Happy New Year 2010! In parting I also want to say that I am glad that Lawrenceville is finally coed as I think it must certainly foster a better situation than the one that I lived in for three years where girls were not an integral part of our daily lives and thus their images distorted and our situation a lot / a bit more primal-animal and brute. Is there anything more attractive in young men than animal-brute-immaturity that thus became mostly directed at one another when we perhaps could have benefited from a bit more nurturing and less wicked/savage ugliness and so many childish unkindness?!? But then who was I then / who am I now to have all these comments and opinions? So many contrary to showing Lawrenceville back then in a glowing/attractive light? In response I may only say that it is simply my own humble opinion and one that I feel no hesitation now after all these years releasing into cyberspace to be attacked, ignored, reviled, saluted, cheered - whichever - bring it on ... TONY

The circle game at The Lawrenceville School and here now fifty years later at home Chez Quinn and Joni’s and Tony’s and my wife Lynne’s circle game takes on more meaning as I take us on a trip around our whole yard and the circular paths I made oasis’s in themselves for thought , revelation, self discovery just as in 1968-1972 we all walked around The Circle and further out even as we expanded our educational recreational hormonal bursting wings and took flights short and long, some crashes some teeth gnashed, some lucky to still be alive and others thunderous external and internal bursts of congratulations and total thrives!

Intetesting four years of education and discover 1968-1972 that continues on today! Cheers! Anthony TONY Quinn 5/31/2025 Gappy Alumni weekend at The Lawrenceville School, congrats to all the grads if 2025! Enjoy my videos here and stop and reflect hiw we had our Circle game around The Curcle thrn and hiw we carry that on go thus day once graduated : a grounding, sounding , founding as in awakening, epiphanies, climaxes, findings, refresheni gs, hope , disoair, successes and trials and falls and siarings! Tony Gappy Satyrday 12:05pm now... I remember ny many trudged up from the Field House after swimming practice orcetestling orvtrack, I participayed in all three, how cokd ir winded , maxed-out I might feel, alone, on my own, charting my ownnway, my way, on my own terms, stfong enough to do if, knowing and yet discovering, able to do things as I followed the rules and played and rxperienced life, too in my free moments. I remember with my girlfriend Babs walking further out ftom The Circle and walking over the small bridge on the fight past the Field Bouse - further out. Those were special moments for us. I remember going to see with Babs B.B.King strum sweet melodues from Lucille his lucky guitar. He sang " The Thrill is gone ", I still have the newspaper from that. He may have signed it. I will look. Babs got her picture in that I believe? Babs may have been better appreciated than me at the time. Then Lawrenceville School was all boys. When my dates Katy Bean or Eden Foster came for the dances there they , too might have been more appreciated than me. I loved it, loved having them there as I kbew tgem from Gunston Junior High in Aurora Hills where I went before going to Lawrenceville. Theyvmade me feel nirmal again. I remember my room that faced out on The Curcle with a good view in the Kennedy House. It was my sanctuary, my safe soace, my comfort zone where I could listen to my recirds on my tecird player a d Court Weidemeyer would visit with hus records of the San Fransisco sounds like The Hefferson Airplane and The Quicksilver Messenger Service and The Grateful Dead and The Youngbloods and more. We wnjoyed each other's company. George would leave me shaving cream, too on my doorknob that always made me feel so special and welcome there. Paul Valany wouldvtell me to pay novattrntionbto that. Thanks Paul. More to follow! Tony 4/31/2015 Congratulations to all the graduates of 2025!

Me and my art here too.