B8 EZ RE THE WASHINGTON POST.FRIDAY, DECEMBER 11 , 2020
obituaries
DICK ALLEN, 78
ASSOCIATED PRESSOver the course of his career, Dick Allen played for the Philadelphia Phillies, St. Louis Cardinals,
L os Angeles Dodgers and Chicago White Sox. Hitting with a 42-ounce bat, eight heavier than usual,
Mr. Allen was one of the most feared sluggers. Despite leading the 1972 American League with 37 home
runs a nd winning the MVP award, Mr. Allen didn’t earn enough votes for Hall of Fame induction.
BY MATT SCHUDEL
Dick Allen, a rookie sensation
with the Philadelphia Phillies
who later won the American
League’s Most Valuable Player
Award and was considered one of
the most talented and misunder-
stood baseball players of the
1960s and 1970s, died Dec. 7 at his
home in Wampum, Pa. He was 78.
His death was announced by
the Phillies, for whom he played
nine years. He reportedly had can-
cer.
Mr. Allen was among the most
feared hitters of his generation,
playing in an era that included
such renowned sluggers as Willie
Mays, Hank Aaron, Willie McCov-
ey, Harmon Killebrew and Reggie
Jackson.
He hit 351 home runs during
his 15-year career and was named
to seven All Star teams. Some
baseball historians have called
Mr. Allen the best player not en-
shrined in the National Baseball
Hall of Fame.
He wore glasses and, at 5-foot-
11 and 190 pounds, was not espe-
cially imposing, but “I remember
being intimidated by him,” former
pitcher Steve Blass told the Pitts-
burgh Post-Gazette in 2017. Mr.
Allen came to the plate with a
42-ounce bat, a good eight ounces
heavier than most players used.
“He looked mean and he looked
strong and he looked like he could
beat you up,” Blass said. “And he
crushed the ball. I’ve heard other
players say he might have been
the strongest guy they ever sa w.”
For much of his career, Mr.
Allen’s efforts to claim a measure
of personal independence and ra-
cial pride led the conservative
baseball establishment to label
him a troublesome irritant. His
first organization, the Phillies,
had been the last team in the
National League to integrate, a
full decade after Jackie Robinson
had broken baseball’s color bar-
rier with the Brooklyn Dodgers in
1947.
The Phillies’ publicists be-
stowed the name “Richie” on Mr.
Allen, much to his dismay. After
joining the Chicago White Sox in
1972, he asked to be called “Dick,”
the name he had used since child-
hood.
In 1963, the Phillies assigned
Mr. Allen to their top farm team,
then in Little Rock, Ark. He was
just 21 and had the added pres-
sure of being the first Black pro-
fessional player on a predomi-
nantly White team in Arkansas.
He was greeted with racist taunts,
the windows on his car were shat-
tered and the air was let out of his
tires.
“Maybe if the Phillies had
called me in, man to man, like the
Dodgers had done with Jackie
Robinson,” Mr. Allen said in a
1989 autobiography, written with
Tim Whitaker, “at least I would
have been prepared. Instead, I
was on my own.”
Still, he persevered, and by the
end of the year was called up to
the major league club. In 1964, his
first full season with the Phillies,
Mr. Allen hit .318, with 29 home
runs and scored a l eague-leading
125 runs. He was named National
League Rookie of the Year and
became Philadelphia’s first Afri-
can American baseball star.
During the next season, Mr.
Allen confronted a White team-
mate, Frank Thomas, over a per-
ceived racial slight, and punched
him the jaw. Thomas retaliated by
striking Mr. Allen in the shoulder
with a baseball bat.
The Phillies released Thomas,
but many fans took his side in the
dispute, and Mr. Allen was brand-
ed a malcontent. Nevertheless, he
continued to excel on the field,
recording 40 homers and a .317
batting average — both career
highs — in 1966. His time in Phila-
delphia, however, was marked by
growing dissatisfaction, includ-
ing a steady stream of hate mail.
“I can play anywhere — first,
third, left field — anywhere but
Philadelphia,” Mr. Allen said.Over the years, he broke team
rules and threatened to sabotage
his career. He showed up late for
games, missed flights and on at
least one occasion was unable to
play because he had been drink-
ing. At one point, he was suspend-
ed for 26 games.
“He could handle a high fast-
ball,” manager Gene Mauch said
of Mr. Allen. “It was the fast high-
ball that gave him trouble.”
Mauch was fired in 1969 in part
because of his inability to keep Mr.
Allen under control. Mauch’s re-
placement, Bob Skinner, resigned
under similar circumstances.
When George Myatt became the
Phillies’ third manager in 1969, he
said, “Good God hisself couldn’t
handle Richie Allen.”
Fans threw coins and bottles at
Mr. Allen on the field, leading him
to wear a batting helmet at all
times. After the 1969 season, he
was traded to St. Louis, then a
year later was shipped to the Los
Angeles Dodgers. He ended up
with the White Sox in 1972.
The Chicago manager, Chuck
Tanner, who had known Mr. Allen
since his childhood in Pennsylva-
nia, allowed him to set his own
schedule, as long as he was ready
to play by game time. The relaxed
mood was evident in one of Sports
Illustrated’s most memorable
cover photographs, showing Mr.
Allen in the dugout in full uni-
form, juggling three baseballs,
with a cigarette hanging out of his
mouth.
He became the leader of an
overachieving team that was in
the pennant race all season. Dur-
ing a doubleheader against the
New York Yankees on June 4, 1972,
Tanner held Mr. Allen out of the
second game, saying, “I want to
give him a rest. Anyway I’m savinghim to hit the game-winning
home run in the ninth inning.”
Mr. Allen was eating a chili dog
in the clubhouse when the call
came for him to pinch-hitter in
the bottom of the ninth, with the
White Sox trailing, 4-2. As his
manager predicted, he came
through with a three-run homer
off reliever Sparky Lyle to win the
game, 5-4, as nearly 52,000 fans
exulted.
In a y ear dominated by pitch-
ing, Mr. Allen led the American
League in home runs (37) and RBI
(113) and other statistical catego-
ries, such as on-base percentage
and slugging. He easily won the
MVP Award.
At 30, he was baseball’s high-
est-paid player, at $225,000 a
year. Slowed by a broken leg in
1973, he bounced back the next
season to lead the American
League in home runs.
Mr. Allen returned to Philadel-
phia for two seasons, mentoring
future Hall of Famer Mike
Schmidt, before finishing his ca-
reer with the Oakland A’s in 1977.
“People said there was one set
of rules for me and another for the
rest of the team,” Mr. Allen told
Sports Illustrated in 1993. “When
I was coming up, black players
couldn’t stay in the same hotel or
eat in the same places as whites.
Two sets of rules? Baseball set the
tone.”
Richard Anthony Allen was
born March 8, 1942, in Wampum,
Pa., a small town about 35 miles
north of Pittsburgh. After his fa-
ther left the family, his mother
took in laundry and raised nine
children on her own.
During his youth, Mr. Allen
practiced batting by hitting rocks
with a broom handle. He worked
on farms and developed a lifelong
love of horses. An all-state basket-
ball player in high school, he was
recruited by more than 50 colleg-
es but signed with the Phillies for
a bonus of about $60,000. (Two of
his brothers, Hank and Ron, also
played major league baseball.)
After his playing career, Mr.
Allen trained horses and worked
as a minor league instructor for
the Phillies. The team retired his
uniform number, 15, in Septem-
ber.
Mr. Allen failed to earn enough
votes on the Hall of Fame ballot,
but new forms of statistical analy-
sis have led to a reevaluation of his
career. In 2014, a Hall of Fame
veterans committee considered
Mr. Allen for enshrinement, but
he fell short by a single vote.
His marriage to Barbara Moore
ended in divorce. They had three
children, including a daughter,
Terri, who was killed in a murder-
suicide in Prince George’s County
in 1991. Mr. Allen’s survivors in-
clude his wife, the former Willa
King; a complete list of survivors
could not be confirmed.
For all his iconoclasm, Mr. Al-
len had a simple, traditional ap-
proach to baseball. He disap-
proved of the designated hitter
and did not like to play on artifi-
cial turf, leading to one of the
sport’s best-known quips.
“If a horse can’t eat it,” he said,
“I don’t want to play on it.”
[email protected]Top rookie, all-star slugger
was an independent MVP
“Maybe if the Phillies
had called me in, man
to man... at least I
would have been
prepared.”
Dick Allen, discussing the racist
taunts he endured from Phillies fansIN MEMORIAMFALVAJOANLOGAN DUNCAN
In Loving Memory of My Dear Mother
Who entered the nearer presence of God
December 11, 1992
Always in my heart,
RosemarieDUNCANDEATH NOTICELORENABARBER
"Lauren" (Age 44)
On Tuesday December 8, 2020. Survived
by her parents,Rebecca and
Sanford Barber,AdamWein-
berg; her brothers,Mitchell
(Stephanie) and Elliot, as well
as her loving extended family.
Services private.Her indom-
inable spirit and good nature touched all
who knew her.May her memory beabless-
ing.BARBERDOROTHY BELINDASEAYEDMONDS
April 25, 1949–November 20, 2020
Passed away afterayear-long battle with
cancer.Born to George Seay,Jrand Dorothy
(Scott) Seay,Belinda as she was called by her
family,wasbornandraisedinWashington,DC.
She graduated from Spingarn High School in
1967, enlisted in the US Army in 1981 and
proudly served in the DC Army National Guard,
and was honorably discharged in 1994 at the
rank of Sergeant. After graduating from the
MarthaWashington School of Nursing as an
LPN,she worked asanurse for over 30 years in
several nursing and group homes,and retired
from St. Elizabeth Hospital in 2015. As a
lifelong resident ofWashington, DC she most
enjoyed go-go music,watching movies,visiting
Chinatown, and vacationing in Virginia Beach.
She leaves behind her parents,asister,Dau-
reen (Stanford) Richards,three children, Robert
Seay,Gretna Davis and Alethea Edmonds,two
grandsons,Hamilton and Gregory,several
nephews,great nieces,first cousin Carla, and
other relatives and friends.She was cremated
and her ashes will be scattered at Virginia
Beach.EDMONDSMAX RAYGOFF
(Age 87)
On Tuesday,December 8, 2020,
of Silver Spring, MD.Beloved
husband of the late Billye Jean
Goff; father of Rajeana (John)
Lammers,Jennifer (Martin) Kil-
patrick, and Joy (Kevin) Con-
way; grandfather of Carlee Lammers,Casey
Patton, Lindsey Hartsfield and Rebecca Kil-
patrick, Allyson and Nicole Conway; great-
grandfather ofJack Murphy and Charleigh
Patton; brother of the lateJackie Goff.
Relatives and friends may call at Church
of Christ at ManorWoods,5300 Norbeck
Road, Rockville,MD, on Friday,December
11, 2020 from 10 to 11 a.m. where Funeral
Service will follow at 11 a.m. THOSE WISH-
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Interment Union Cemetery-Burtonsville.
Memorial contributions may be made to
Humane Society of
U.S. https://www.humanesociety.org/
http://www.collinsfuneralhome.comGOFFROSA BELL HOLLEY
Rosa Bell Holley,83, of Upper Marlboro,MD,
entered her eternal rest on Wednesday,
November 18, 2020. She was born June 12,
1937 in Newberry,South Carolina, to the late
Willie and Irene Floyd. Rosa was preceded
in death by her husband, Joseph; brother,
Robert; and two children, Alva and Alphonzo.
She is survived by her sister,Pauline; three
children, Carolyn, Benita, and Roman; six
grandchildren, andahost of great-grandchil-
dren, nieces,nephews and extended family.
Viewing and funeral service will be held Thurs-
day,December 10, 10 a.m. to 12 noon,
at Strickland Funeral Home,6500 Allentown
Rd, Temple Hills,MD. Interment1p.m. at
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at 202-334-4122.DEATH NOTICEMARTIN MONROE ISCHINGER
(Age 80)
Of Fairfax,VA.passed away December7,- He was born December 7, 1940.
He leaves behind his wife of 56 years,
Carol Nan Ischinger ofFairfax; two sons,
Doug Ischinger of Leesburg, Jon Ischinger
of Harrisonburg;adaughter,Jill Ischinger of
Fairfax; and four grandchildren.
Aburial will be held atWest Point Cemetery
in West Point, NY inJanuary.
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ISCHINGERDEATH NOTICEDirector of Corporate Issues and Director
of Corporate Affairs until 1987, when Philip
Morris,Inc.bought GF,and she was named
Director of Corporate Issues Coordination.
[JC2]
In the 1990’sKathleen returned to her home-
town, where her children were living, to serve
as Manager of Media Relations for the United
States Postal Service (USPS). She retired
from USPS in 2013.
Kathleen guest-lectured at universities and
contributed to MBA programs at Harvard and
Dartmouth. She served on numerous boards
and public service agencies,including the
Better Business Bureau and the Columbia
University Center for Social Policy and Prac-
tice in theWorkplace.She gave freely of her
time and expertise to countless causes.
Kathleen loved children, books (of which she
had thousands), the ocean,agood debate,
drivingastick shift, big dogs,heavy snow,
old movies,holidays,sports of all kinds,ice
cream, “Jeopardy” and Coca Cola. She was
the life of every party and the master of every
dance floor.She opened her home to her
children’sfriends and wasasecond Mom and
mentor to many of them. She was extremely
proud of her heritage and loved her big, Irish
family with all her heart–which luckily for
them was huge.
Kathleen was generous,fiercely loyal, the
bravest woman her family ever knew.She
was honest as they come and entirely intol-
erant of unfairness or discrimination of any
kind. She hadagift for making people feel
noticed and special. She was often described
by her nieces and nephews as “magical.”She
wasaforce of nature who will be missed
beyond measure by all who loved her.
Kathleen is survived by her two devoted
children: RichardC. MacDonough, Jr.(Julia)
of Hollis,NH[RP3], and ElizabethC. Mac-
Donough, of Arlington,VA;grandchildren,
Joseph, Catherine and Michael MacDonough;
brother,John M. Clifford (Sue) of Chevy
Chase,DC; sister-in-law,Garry Clifford of
Washington, DC; 12 nieces and nephews;
and,amarvelous,growing pack of great
nieces and nephews.She was preceded in
death by her parents; her brother,George
Clifford, Jr.; and, earlier this year,sisters Ellen
Clifford Perkins and Mary Clifford Poor.
AMass of Christian Burial will take place
on Monday,December 14 at the Shrine of
the Most Blessed Sacrament with interment
atRockCreekCemetery.DuetoCOVID
restrictions,all services will be private.Inlieu
of flowers,please consider making donation
to St. Jude Children’sResearch Hospital.KATHLEEN CLIFFORD MacDONOUGH
On December 7, 2020, afteralifetime spent
conquering seemingly insurmountable chal-
lenges,Kathleen Clifford MacDonough lost
her battle withafourth cancer.She died at
home in the loving care of her daughter and
son.
Kathleen (often called Kate or Kay by family
and friends) was born inWashington, DC[RP1]
on July 28, 1943, to George and Mary Clifford.
Raised with her four siblings inWashington
and Chevy Chase,MD, Kathleen was brilliant.
There was no subject she could not master
and very few could match her quick wit and
inexhaustible work ethic.She was funny,
beautiful and athletic–achampion swimmer,
who also played CYObasketball and baseball
on aboys youth team. After graduating from
Bethesda-Chevy Chase High School in 1961,
Kathleen attended Georgetown University,
leaving after her sophomore year to marry
RichardC. MacDonough, ofWellesley,MA.
When their marriage ended in divorce,Kath-
leen returned to the DC- area in 1967 toraise
their two children.
As asingle mother,Kathleen worked non-
stop to support her family,serving as a
Washington correspondent and contributing
writer for several publications,including
Detroit Scope and the ManhattanTribune,
and consulting for USR&D Corporation. She
wrote and consulted for political campaigns,
including those of Arthur Goldberg and
RobertF. and Edward M.Kennedy.While
working full-time,she returned to George-
town’sSchool ofForeign Service,graduating
with honors in 1974. She then builtaremark-
able career in public relations,public affairs
and crisis management that spanned four
decades.
Kathleen served asaVice President, Public
Affairs,atBurson-Marsteller until 1979, when
she was hired by her client, the General
Foods Corporation (GF) and relocated to
the NewYork-area to serve as Manager of
Corporate Issues.She worked for GF asMacDONOUGHWILLIAMT. McCULLOUGH
integrity,and basic decency.Bill always
claimed that his awesome daughters got
their magical thinking, artistic abilities,beau-
tiful voices,and love of dance from him—his
daughters do not disagree,and theyraise
their sons to carry on their grandfather’s
traditions.Bill was passionate about his pol-
itics and the causes he believed in and he
enjoyed nothing more thanalively debate
with those who shared or disagreed with his
beliefs.Hewas aman of simple tastes- he
took great pleasure in cooking for or sharing
agood meal with family and friends,spoiling
his dogs,walking on the beach hand-in-hand
with his wife,readingagood book, listening
to music,dancing, enjoyingaGuinness and
ashot, and taking big and small adventures
with his family and friends.
At some point in the post-COVID-19 future,
his family will gather to celebrate his life
and share their favorite memories.Inthe
meantime,please honor his legacy through
everyday acts of kindness to others and
donations to charities of your choice.Devoted husband, father,and grandfather
was born on October 17, 1944 in Dearborn
MI and died on December 4, 2020 inVenice,
FL with his family at his side.Heissurvived
by his beloved wife of 43 years,Charlotte
McCullough; daughters,Gilda Claudine
McCullough and Leslie Erin McCullough; four
grandsons—Will andTommy Karasik and Kai
and KnoxTalley; adored sons-in-law—Phil
Karasik andJack Talley; extended family; and
friends who he loved as family.
Bill wasaproud veteran of the US AirForce.
After his service he sought career and life
opportunities to make the worldabetter,
kinder,and more just place.Working in
health and human services,hewas devoted
to those who neededahelping hand and a
steadfast advocate.
All who knew and loved Bill never doubted
his love for themrandeep and his support
was unconditional and endless.They will
miss his intellect, wit, generosity,bigger
than life (sometimes irascible) personality,McCULLOUGHPost 346 in Neptune andVeterans ofForeign
Wars Post 226 in Oakhurst. Jim was not a
thrifty Scot (okay,hewas), but he refused to
compromise on value.Hefamously brought
his family to SeaWorld in Florida in 1977
and turned around at the admissions gate
when the attendant tried to charge the
family of eight $6.50 per person. “Get back
into the car.Iam not paying $52 to see
fish.We live on the Jersey Shore.” On the
road, Pop was famous for his “shortcuts,”
although he never took the same route
twice! Jimranatight ship.A“snow
day” was notaday off.Itmeant that
his five boys and one girl would have to
trudge up the street to shovel the driveways
and sidewalks of the local Catholic church
and several elderly neighbors.All of Jim
and Marguerite’ssons joined the military
so they could sleep in later,have fewer
chores,have less strict discipline,and eat
good home-cooked meals.Jim hadaspecial
bond with his daughter Monica. She was
certainly the most attractive and smartest
of the McPherson children, earning both
Masters and Law degrees.Monica was
always remembered as kind and sweet, and
she passed away far too soon. Jim loved his
children and never missedahome or away
game for soccer,softball, track, or baseball
at AsburyPark High School. Jim liked cheap
draft beer,MonmouthPark, and the Giants.
Jim disliked expensive draft beer,Monmouth
Park, and the Giants.Jim is predeceased
by his brother Malcolm,aWWII Marine,and
sister-in-law Miriam; his daughter Monica;
and his beloved wife Marguerite,with whom
he spent more than fifty years exploring the
darkest taverns at the sunny Jersey Shore,
followingafew simple rules: 1) sit at the
short end of the bar;2)drink draft beer;
3) drink Budweiser;4)orderapitcher;5)
drink fromasmall glass; 6) pay with cash;
7) pay for each round as you go; and 8)
findapretty bartender.After Marguerite’s
passing, Jim moved to The Arbors in Spring
Lake in 2017, where the wonderful staff
treated him like family.His longevity can
be attributed to his many friends at the
Shore,some whom may not have known
his name,but always made room at the
bar for the old man in theFedora. He
is survived by five sons,all graduates of
military service academies—CaptainJames
B. (USCG,Ret.) and Mrs.Molly M. McPherson
and their childrenU.S. Coast Guard Academy
Cadet Rory,Kathleen, Conor,and Quinn of
Kittery Point, Maine; John L. and JodieJ.
McPherson and son Connor of Alexandria,
Virginia;PatrickD. and Kirstin E. McPherson
and children Cormac,Delaney,Kylie,and
Declan of Alexandria, Virginia; Rear Admiral
BrendanC. (USCG) and Mrs.BarbaraM.
McPherson and children Brendan, Erin, Mary,
and Meghan of Alexandria, Virginia; and
MichaelF. and Kathy A. McPherson and
daughters Morgan and KaraofTampa, Flori-
da—as well as his nephew Malcolm and
Patricia McPherson and their children
Meghan and Mallory,and niece Susan and
Theodore Huber,all of Lyndhurst, New Jersey.
In lieu of flowers,Jim asks that you please
find apretty bartender and tip her especially
well. Arrangements are being handled by the
CunninghamTurch Funeral Home,Alexan-
dria, Virginia. Aprivate Mass of Christian
Burial for the immediate family will be held
at the St. Louis Catholic Church,AlexandriaJAMES PHILIP McPHERSON
Bradley Beach, NewJersey
James Philip McPherson passed away of
natural causes on December 8, 2020, in
Alexandria, Virginia, at the home of his son
Brendan surrounded by his loving family.
Jim was born in Glasgow,Scotland, on April
22, 1925, and came to the United States
as ayoung boy with his mother Mary,a
furniture polisher in the Glasgow shipyards,
and brother Malcolm. They arrived aboard
the S.S. California and disembarked through
Ellis Island. They joined his father John,
acarpenter forWestern Electric,who emi-
grated from Scotlandafew years earlier,
and resided in North Arlington, New Jersey.
After graduating from Queen of Peace High
School—where he was later inducted into
the Athletic Hall ofFame as the quarterback
of the football team—Jim joined the Navy at
age 17. He spent three years asasignalman
on convoy duty with theU.S.Navy Armed
Guard, in the North Atlantic,duringWorld
WarII. His exceptional seamanship skills
were employed to scuttle the SS Pennsyl-
vanian in July 1944 to createabreakwater
for aMulberry harbor being constructed to
support the Normandy invasion. Jim was
akind, humble,and honest man. He did
not talk about his Normandy experience,not
because of some tragedy of war,but because
he said his ship “was so far back in the D-
Day fleet, we were closer to invading Britain
thanFrance.” After the war,Jim served
briefly as an Able Seaman on merchant
ships before returning to New Jersey and
meeting the love of his life,aJersey City
girl named Marguerite Ann Murphy.Jim and
Marguerite married in 1959 and Jim worked
as adriver for most of the breweries in
Newark—Ballantine,Rheingold,Pabst, and
Anheuser-Busch—over the next thirty years.
Jim and Marguerite moved to Bradley Beach,
where theyraised their six children and
were faithful communicants in their usual
small pew at the back of the Church of the
Ascension, where he attended mass daily.
Their house on BrinleyAvenue became a
second home in the summertime to many
of his children’sclassmates while on leave
from the Coast Guard Academy or Naval
Academy,even when none of his children
were in town. He loved Bradley Beach,
where he was known for freely offering
“advice” to council members at town hall
meetings.Jim belonged to American LegionMcPHERSONDEATH NOTICELUCIAN L. JOHNSON “Lou”
Entered into eternal rest on Thursday,Novem-
ber 26, 2020.To cherish his memory are his
devoted wife of 42 years,Carrie; her children,
Roderick, Steve (Theresa),Janice (LaStarza)
and Rosemary (William). Loving daughters from
previous marriage are Sharon Roseman
(Steven) MaryFrances Cogman (Creed) and
Linda Johnson Thomas (Charles). Also to
cherish his love and memory areahost of
grandchildren, great-grandchildren, nieces,
nephews and friends.Viewing will be held
at Marshall-March Funeral Home,4217 Ninth
Street, NW,Washington, DC 20011 on Satur-
day,December 12, 2020 from 10 a.m. to 11
a.m. Service will be live streamed online at
http://www.marshallmarchfh.com. Interment Ft. Lin-
coln Cemetery.JOHNSON