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Eleanor Isselin Brendline
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Eleanor. Hopefully she is well and has had a rewarding life
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Keith Jorgensen

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101 Adler Road
Westwood, Massachusetts 02090
781-762-1030
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Spouse: Carol Nygaard BHS '56
Children: 2 - Brian & Diane
Grandchildren: Twins - Caeden
& Kaia
Year married 1960
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After graduation from BHS, Keith
found a job with a civil engineering firm doing
drafting and calculations for the northern section
of the Garden State Parkway. It was that
experience that set him on the path to a career
in civil engineering. In the 1960's Keith
served for 2 years as a draftsman in the Army's
806th Eng. Btn., married Carol Nygaard, and moved
to Fort Wayne, Indiana, where he started again in
college. He graduated from Indiana Institute
of Technology with a BS in Civil Engineering in
1963. Keith and Carol went to Thailand in
1966 working in Bangkok working for months on road
and site design for communication sites.
Later in the 60's he traveled to Iran working on a
project in Teheran. After they returned to
the states in the 70's Keith worked on the design
of a railroad tunnel connecting the Penn Central
and Reading Railroad through Philadelphia.
The 80's found Keith and Carol in Massachusetts
where he worked on design of railroad and Orange
Line relocation in Boston. This was the
largest civil engineering project in Mass. at the
time. In the 90's Keith started his own
civil engineering consulting business and worked
on four sections of the "Big Dig" in Boston, the
largest public works project in the
U.S. Keith feels that the highlights of his
life were being able to adopt their two children
and seeing them grow into fine adults and,
finally, so far, being there when their daughter
gave birth to twins, a grandson and grandaughter,
in July, 2001. Unforgettable moments?
Well, Keith still recalls, (with no little
disgust), renting skates for a skating party while
living in Teheran. After getting one skate
on with ease, he started to put his foot in the
other to no avail. Try as he might, his foot
would not go all the way into the skate and he
kept poking something soft in the toe. After
finally turning the skate upside down, a dead
mouse dropped out. To this day Keith wonders
if that critter was already dead or if he poked
the life out of
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