New York Times
October 18, 2001
MANSFIELD-Anthony Raymond, 58. Of Middletown, NJ on Tuesday, October 16, 2001. Beloved husband of Pasley Fisher Mansfield, loving son of the late Raymond John and Anita Mansfield, devoted father of Kenneth Jude Mansfield, Steven Anthony Mansfield, Michele D'Avanzo and Christina Savastano, dear brother of Arthur Wright Mansfield, loving grandfather of Taylor and Austin Savastano. He was a communicant of St. Anthony's AC Church, Red Bank, NJ, a 1964 graduate of Yale University, New Haven, CT. Received his Jurist Doctor at Vanderbilt University, Nashville, TN. in 1967 and was a member of the Phi Gamma Delta Fraternity. Services are Saturday, 8:30 AM at Day Funeral Home, 361 Maple Place, Keyport, NJ.
by Jack Huggins '64
read at our 40th Reunion
June 4, 2004
I was first introduced to Tony Mansfield the summer before our
freshman year ― when the University sent a brief descriptor of our
Tony had a Maine address, I was from Los Angeles; and Tony went to Choate ― a New England prep school, I went to Westchester High, an L.A. public school.
So far, not much in common. It got better when we first met as freshman roommates ―Tony unpacked a suitcase of white button-down dress shirts and I unpacked T-shirts.
I remember wondering how anyone could use so many white shirts.
We were quad roommates at Vanderbilt, along with Bill Duesing and George Heilmuth. In the sophomore year we expanded the group and shared adjacent quads in Davenport. Tony moved to Morse or Styles for the last two years and I stayed at Davenport.
Tony and I shared many activities at Yale ― but let me mention two:
At our Junior Prom, we decided to double date, and for that we would need to borrow his parents' car. His parents had gone south for the winter and left their car in the garage, but had taken the battery and taken the keys. That was not much of an obstacle ― the date went well and the car was returned in fine shape.
In the spring of our senior year, Chuck's Steakhouse began business and Tony was the first waiter and I was their second. The tips were great and we got to eat steak every night we worked. After Yale Tony went on to law school, but I often thought he might have preferred the restaurant business.
We didn't see each other much after graduation. I had drinks with Tony and Paisley after he began work at Stewart and Kessel ― the pressure of the Wall Street law firm seemed to stress Tony. I met Tony for lunch 15 years after graduation and he seemed in control of his stress ― he had taken up running. He would run on the idled West Side Drive during lunch break.
Tony added a lot of depth and enjoyment to my life while at Yale. I am saddened that his life ended so early.