Wednesday, October 15, 2025

A00144 - Kiiren Aamer Jackson, Amherst College Class of 2024,

 

College, Art Communities Mourn Passing of Kiiren Aamer Jackson ’24

Kiiren Aamer Jackson ’24, a much-loved artist during his time at Amherst, passed away on Saturday. Current students and professors fondly remember Jackson's bright personality and his contributions to events such as the Black Art Matters Festival and the 2024 Spring Concert.

College, Art Communities Mourn Passing of Kiiren Aamer Jackson ’24
Kiiren Aamer Jackson ’24 has left a unique legacy at Amherst through his music and performances that sought to showcase his authentic self. Photo courtesy of Maria Stenzel.

Kiiren Aamer Jackson ’24, a rapper and music producer, passed away on Saturday. His death was confirmed by WKCR-FM, a New York City-based radio station. 

During his time at Amherst, Jackson was a Black Studies major on the pre-med track. In his profile with The Student, Jackson describes his music as “literally everywhere … YouTube, Apple Music, Spotify, Deezer, everything.” His music, influenced by artists such as Kendrick Lamar and the hip-hop group Wu-Tang Clan, centers around “unapologetically” being himself — presenting his authentic self on several levels. He was an avid performer at Amherst’s Coffee Haus, Harlem Renaissance, Black Art Matters (BAM) Festival, and was the opener for the 2024 Spring Concert. The Amherst College Black Student Union and Amherst College African and Caribbean Student Union co-wrote an article in The Student, with over 150 students signing their names to it, arguing that Jackson should have received higher compensation for the gig. 

Jackson left his mark at Amherst. “I think it’s beautiful that you can come into this place that was not made for you, that wasn’t designed for you, and unapologetically be yourself,” Jackson said in his role as master of ceremonies for BAM 2022, preparing to rap at the Mead Art Museum. Assistant Professor of English Frank Leon Roberts wrote in an Instagram post on Saturday that “Black Genius is precisely what he was: a glowing, shining star with fierce intellect, undeniable talent, expansive empathy, and all around good-guy character.” Jackson was the first student to enroll in Roberts’s first seminar and a regular at his office hours, sharing memories from Queens and debating over Lamar.

Jackson is well-remembered among current students as well. Willow Delp ’26 describes Jackson as someone who “brought joy and light to every space he was in” and “changed campus culture for the better, particularly for students of color.” Delp fondly remembers Jackson “hyping [them] up” and making them “feel so proud” of their work at BAM 2024.

“Kiiren was an extraordinary person who[m] I am incredibly grateful to have known for even a couple years,” Delp said. “He cared deeply about his music, and he was an extremely talented artist. I’ve been listening to his music, and it brings me comfort in knowing that his artistry survives and continues to inspire.”

After graduation, Jackson proceeded to join Legendary Cyphers, a hip-hop group that performs weekly in New York City, where he was honored as Rookie of the Year in 2024. Since February 2025, Jackson has worked as the assistant director of after-school at Mosholu Montefiore Community Center — the largest nonprofit provider of health, education, and employment for underserved communities in the North Bronx. He had also interned at the Albert Einstein School of Medicine during summer 2022, and worked as an undergraduate at Columbia University’s Irving Medical Center during summer 2023.

Jackson will be truly missed by his communities both here and beyond.

Friday, October 10, 2025

A00144 - Gregory Allen Domingue, Amherst College Class of 1972, Southern University Lab School (Baton Rouge, Louisiana), Eternal Soul Brother

 

In Memory

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Gregory Allen Domingue, my “Soul Brother,” died in Houston, Texas, on May 28, 2014, from complications associated with amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS), often referred to as Lou Gehrig’s Disease.

Greg was born on August 16, 1950, in Baton Rouge, Louisiana. He was the middle child of seven siblings born to Catherine Iona Domingue and Paul Blaine Domingue Sr.

Greg was one of 16 Black students admitted to Amherst in 1968, the first class admitted after the assassination of Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. Sixteen Black students is a relatively small number by today's standards, but it is a number which nearly doubled the Black student population at Amherst. According to his classmate and sophomore-year roommate, Russell Williams ’72, Greg was involved in many of the discussions and activities that raised racial and regional awareness at Amherst, contributing to an expansion of self-reflection and social understandings, and positively transforming academic content at the college for all the classes that followed.

Being three years behind Greg, I only vaguely recall Greg from our days at Amherst. Greg was in the class of 1972 while I was in the class of 1975, so he was concentrating on leaving while I was concentrating on arriving. However, over the last three years, Greg and I have engaged in many exchanges on the Black Alumni listserv ... and off it. Indeed, I was the one who recruited Greg to serve as the lead moderator of the original Black Alumni Listserv Moderator Panel and, in that role, Greg was perfect in helping to “moderate” the tone and focus of the medium.

Quite frankly, what drew me most to Greg was his spiritual side. He and I shared a profound spiritual link, and I was fortunate enough to receive a number of the religious notes that he prepared on an almost daily basis for his family and his friends. He was a very good man and a very deep thinker on religious matters. As one of our fellow listserv participants, Dr. Harold Massey ’80, wrote:

“There are some people who, even without direct personal acquaintance, exude a peace and grace that define the Divinity inherent in both of these powers. Greg Domingue spoke meaningfully to us from his ‘PRAYER GARDEN’ and from his heart; we heard his soul’s compassion and his highest hopes for humanity. We learned his rich personal history but, more importantly, he invited us into his humble heart to learn how he made powerful sense of his cherished family legacy and his worldly engagements. Even in cyberspace, I knew Greg was a gentle man who embodied far more than the etiquette and protocols that long since have distilled the term to ‘gentleman,’ a far lesser spirit than he breathed into life with his own. Greg and I shared some off-line exchanges that served only to reinforce all that I had sensed of his love and compassion through his written words in computer-mediated community. Here's an observation he shared about this forum:

“My participation in the listserv is a surprise to me because I have always been more of an observer than participant. ... The amount of talking I’ve done in the cyberworld is a really big surprise to me—but I got addicted early on and couldn’t stop. Some of the relationships established during this time have become very important—one of the things that I regret is that I did not maintain contact with high school friends, and with college friends. ... So what I’ve done on the listserv is to recapture some lost time.”

“I was humbled by Greg’s sharing about his abiding and faithful love for his dear wife, Betty (to have celebrated 30 years this October to my calculation), and his two daughters, Aisha and Nina, from an earlier marriage that ended with the death of their first mother at four years and seven months old. ... Greg also spoke regretfully of the geographical distance that interfered with more frequent physical time with his grandchildren in Cleveland and Brooklyn. He was proud of Nina Domingue-Glover’s artistry, especially the one-woman show she wrote and produced and excelled to perform in New York. He was equally gushing about Aisha’s son and his healthy diet, Aisha’s frugal and focused patience in serving battered women, and her disciplined saving of her money while working three part-time jobs until she found the fulfilling role she needed for a meaningful life. Greg was chock full of gratitude for each and every relationship he created or encountered and his fruit hasn’t fallen far from his tree!”

As a confirmation of Harold’s observations, Greg’s fellow Amherst classmate and one time roommate, Russell Williams ’72, said upon receiving news of Greg's passing:

“I received the notice of Greg’s passing through the Amherst Black Alumni listserv, and was greatly surprised, saddened, and dismayed. Greg was a classmate, a roommate of mine during our sophomore year, a friend, a sometimes confidant, and one of the alums with whom I felt I could communicate most straightforwardly—with knowledge that his responsive comments and insights would be expressed with thoughtfulness, wisdom, caring, and (often) humor. We had many deep, heartfelt, and unique conversations. I will TRULY, TRULY miss him.”

As was evidenced over the years, Greg was an avid writer and for a time, a contributor to the New Orleans Tribune, interviewing and reviewing the books of many great African-American authors. He was also a faithful servant to the Ralph Douglas West Encouragement Ministry at Church Without Walls in Houston, Texas.

Greg’s family reports that Greg was encouraging until the very end. Though many thought he was a quiet person, to those who knew him well, he was full of love and life, and always had a joke to spare. He often surprised family members and friends by doing things like playing Santa, taking teddy bears for ransom and starting water gun fights. He loved music and movies and shared many inside jokes with Betty and the girls, which they expressed in quotes from his favorite movies. He was very competitive when it came to playing games. Indeed, Greg came in third in the Inaugural Quest for the Cup Black Alumni Football Prognostication Contest, edging out the author of this note. All in all, Greg generally enjoyed a good time with family and friends. He was affectionately known as “Uncle Critter.”

Greg is survived by his loving wife, Betty Marie Domingue; two daughters: Nina Domingue Glover and Aisha Domingue; a son-in-law, Johnathan Glover; five grandchildren, Jinle, Jahi, Neliah, and Narien Glover, and Lamine Gordon; his six siblings: Paul Blaine Jr. (Aster), Marie Lorraine (Jeff Sr.), Gerald (Gwendolyn), Charles Steven (Denise), Monica (Neil), and Olivia (Greg); and a host of nieces, nephews, and great-nieces and nephews.

Greg was preceded in death by his first wife and the mother of his daughters, Thelisa Jane Corbin Domingue, Smith ’73; his parents, Paul Blaine Domingue Sr. and Catherine Iona Domingue; his nephew, Brian Paul Domingue; and his great-nephew Nehemiah Darensbourg.

Perhaps, it is most fitting to allow Greg to sum up the meaning of life himself. Greg wrote:

“So what do we learn here? We learn that our feelings and limited thinking should not interfere in God’s plan. We learn that God gives us the grace to do what He has assigned to us. We learn that we are the person He created us to be, and it is up to us to be that person, so that in the end, the glory belongs to God, and we have ‘endured hardship,’ done the work of an evangelist, and fulfilled our ministry (2 Timothy 4:5). And finally, what we learn is that the only response to who we are and what we do, is to hear God say, ‘Well done, good and faithful servant (Matthew 25:23).’”

Well said, my brother, ... and well done.

Everett “Skip” Jenkins ’75
With assistance from Russell Williams ’72, Aisha Domingue and Ellis Moss ’79

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Amherst Relatives

  • Betty M. Domingue W'72

About Me

  • Wife's name Betty Domingue. Two daughters - Nina Domingue-Glover, and Aisha Domingue. 4 Grandchildren

Interests

  • most important interest is the Bible.

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Employment Information

    Former

    • Buyer
      Krauss Company, Ltd.
      Start:
      01/1993
      End:
      01/2000
    • Area Manager
      D H Holmes Company Ltd
      Start:
      01/1980
      End:
      01/1993

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    Reunion Class

    • 1972

    Graduation Year

    • 1972

    Major(s)

    • Black Studies

    Secondary Schools

    • Southern University Lab School

    Higher Ed

    • University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill
      Field of Study:
      English
      Degree:
      Unknown Degree
      Year:
      1974

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    Fraternity

    • Independent (no fraternity affil)

    Publications/ Creative Works

    • Aut-Poetry & Short Stories in Small Lit Mags

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    Monday, October 6, 2025

    A00143 - The Newports of Amherst

     Jack,


    Thank you for the info on the Newports of Amherst.  I did not know this history, but now, thanks to you and to the dear Professor Robert Romer, I now have a clearer understanding of who they are.  On my Memorial List, I currently have the name of F. Dwight Newport listed as one of the Black Amherst College Staff Members who should be remembered.  Now, based on your work and the work of Professor Romer, I will be adding the names of Amos Newport and Edward Foster Newport, Class of 1909, to my Memorial List.  Below is the article written by Professor Romer which is a treasure.

    I am indebted to you both.

    Peace,

    Everett "Skip" Jenkins
    Class of 1975
    October 6, 2025

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    The Untold Story of Newport House


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    A dorm named for descendants of a slave who sued for his freedom

    By Robert H. Romer ’52

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    Zion Chapel was built in 1869 on land provided by Amherst College on the site where Newport House now stands "so that the colored people of the town will have a place to worship." In the early 1900s the congregation of Zion Chapel divided, some members moving down Woodside Avenue to form the A.M.E. Zion Church, others moving to Gaylord Street, where they built Hope Congregational (now Hope Community) Church. Both Dwight and Edward Newport were founding members of Hope Church.

    Those who pass Newport House, a college dormitory at the corner of Woodside Avenue and Northampton Road—if they notice the name of the building at all—probably have no idea that the name is a reminder of our colonial past, of a time when slavery was widespread in Western Massachusetts. The building is named for two descendants of Amos Newport, a slave who, through his efforts to become free, made a difference in the history of our state.

    Amos was born in Africa about 1715, captured as a boy and taken to America on a slave ship. He arrived in Springfield as the property of David Ingersoll, who sold him in 1729 to Joseph Billing of Hatfield. Very little is known about Amos’s life in Hatfield, except for the very important fact that in 1766 Amos decided that he did not want to be a slave any longer and went to court to sue for his freedom.

    There were a number of “freedom suits” by Massachusetts slaves at this time, many of which were successful, often because the slave had evidence that a previous owner had promised him his freedom. But Amos made no such claim—he simply wanted to be free. The owner produced a bill of sale, properly executed and witnessed: “I David Ingersoll ... have sold & delivered a certain young Negro Boy ... for fifty pounds to Joseph Billing of Hatfield ... .” The jury had no choice but to conclude that Amos was indeed a slave belonging to Joseph Billing. Amos, not easily deterred, appealed to the highest court in the province, which simply affirmed the decision of the lower court and declared that “the said Amos was not a freeman as he alleged but the proper Slave of the said Joseph ... .” Amos never did become free, but filing those two court cases probably contributed in some small way to the gradual ending of slavery in Massachusetts during the last two decades of the 1700s.

    Amos’s son did become free, and by the mid-1800s there were Newports living in Amherst. (Of all the slaves who lived in this valley in the 1700s, very few had surnames—almost always simply names assigned by the owner, such as Caesar or Jenny or Pompey. If not for the fact that Amos, even as a slave, had a surname, it would be nearly impossible to trace his descendants.) Amos’s great-great-grandson, F. Dwight Newport, was an athletic trainer and boxing instructor at Amherst, and his son, Edward Foster Newport, attended the college for two years as a member of the Class of 1909, became an athletic trainer like his father and was, for many years, custodian at the Phi Delta Theta (later Phi Delta Sigma) fraternity. In 1984 Amherst abolished fraternities and named the old houses, now dormitories, in honor of people who had been associated with the college and with that fraternity. And thus the dormitory was named Newport House, in honor of those two men.

    After I finished my 2009 book, Slavery in the Connecticut Valley of Massachusetts (Levellers Press), I tried to find out where and when Amos arrived in America and how he came to Springfield. Perhaps he arrived on a slave ship in Newport, R.I., and that was how he acquired his surname, but I have found no evidence to support this speculation. I have been more successful at discovering further descendants. Until about 1990 there were Newports living in Amherst. One of my sons remembers a Newport girl from grade school. Then I met—by e-mail—further generations of Newports. And a year ago a fifth-grader in California wrote a school report about her great-great-great-great-great-great-great-grandfather, Amos, using my book as a source.

    Next time you approach the traffic light by College Hall as you drive into Amherst from Northampton, look to your right at Newport House and think about Amos Newport, who lived a life of consequence in this valley 250 years ago.  

    Photo courtesy of Amherst College Archives and Special Collections  


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    On Sunday, October 5, 2025 at 08:26:35 PM PDT, Jack Hailey <jack@gacinstitute.org> wrote:


    Everett, do you already have this father-son pair in your list?  I am working my way back through your blog and am not yet at 1909 and before.

     

    I found two photographs of Dwight Newport in the 1898 and 1899 Olios, posing with the Athletic Association.  Then I found notes about his working for the college for more than 45 years.  His son, Edward, attended the college for two years then joined the staff and also worked at Amherst for a long time.  When fraternities were abolished, the Phi Delt house was renamed Newport House for the family.   Dwight Newport’s great-great grandfather, Amos Newport, was enslaved probably in the 1710s and his descendants settled in Amherst.

     

    Jack

    Sunday, September 28, 2025

    A00142 - Robert Lee Jones. Amherst College Class of 1971, Memorial High School (Tulsa, Oklahoma) Graduate

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    Robert Lee Jones obituary, Crestview, FL

    Robert Lee Jones

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    Robert Jones Obituary

    Obituary published on Legacy.com by Davis-Watkins Funeral Homes & Crematory - Miramar Beach on Jul. 12, 2024.

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    Robert Jones Obituary
    Robert Lee Jones, 74, of Miramar Beach, Florida, passed away peacefully on the evening of Saturday, July 6, 2024.
    Born November 22, 1949, in Edinburgh, Indiana to Eleanor and Claude Jones, Bob grew up in and around Tulsa, Oklahoma. He graduated from Memorial High School and continued his education at Amherst College in Massachusetts. There he met Frances Jean O'Connell, a student at nearby Mount Holyoke College. They married in 1971, in Florham Park, New Jersey.
    Bob and Fran moved to New York to begin their careers, and for Bob to finish his education with a Masters Degree from Columbia. They then moved to Detroit and finally Chicago, where they settled to make their home and raise their family. They lived in the suburbs of Chicago for twenty-six years, before moving to Miramar Beach, Florida in their retirement.
    Before and during his retirement, Bob enjoyed cycling, sailing and mixology. He fancied traveling the world and riding a bike through the local countryside, experiencing their food and wine first hand. Bob was also an avid collector of wine, amassing a significant collection of estate bottles at his Florida home.
    Bob is survived by his wife, Frances; sister, Judith; brother-in-law, David; children, Christopher and Nicholas; daughters-in-law, Aliana and Jennifer; and grandchildren, Davis, Harper and Annelle. He was preceded in death by his parents, Eleanor and Claude Jones.
    A celebration of life will be held in Santa Rosa Beach, Florida, on Saturday, August 3, 2024 at 12:30 p.m., at the Vue Restaurant.
    In lieu of flowers, a donation can be made to The Shepherd Center of Atlanta in the name of Robert Lee Jones.

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    A00141 - Joaquin Bradford Haley. Amherst College Class of 1971, North Chicago Community High School Graduate, Tufts University M.A.,

     

    Deceased January 31, 1993

    In Memory

    J. Bradford Haley died in Hanover, N.H., on Sunday, Jan. 31, 1993, after suffering a series of sudden heart attacks. A victim of lupus disease, he had been battling that affliction for several years. He is survived by his wife, Parissa.

    I had the privilege of enjoying Brad's close friendship for over 25 years. We met on our very first day at Amherst and immediately formed one of those rare and valuable bonds that weathered both joyous occasions and tumultuous times spanning four different decades. Brad surpassed everything one normally would expect from a friend—always willing to listen or help in spite of his own personal dilemmas. He never wavered in his support of Amherst and served the college well for many years as a class agent.

    After leaving Amherst, Brad traveled to Tufts where he earned a master's degree from the Fletcher School of Law and Diplomacy. He then joined MIT in the financial aid department and subsequently moved to Washington, D.C., where he was treasurer and director of student loans for the Student Loan Marketing Association. Career advancement took him to the First Boston Corporation in New York City where he was vice president of the Capital Market Group. Finally, he settled in at Dartmouth working for the past two years as director of external business affairs at the Amos Tuck School of Business. Clearly, a common thread through Brad's professional life was always to be in a position where he was helping others. He did this better than anybody I know.

    I remember this fine friend as a person of deep compassion; a man of magnetic personality and sharp wit who befriended people from all walks of life. He functioned as though unaware of his own personal condition—for the last several years he was on dialysis treatment four times a week due to kidney failure—opting instead to buy into the problems of others and assuming an active role in solving those problems.

    Brad was laid to rest in Washington, D.C. I, and many others, had the opportunity to speak of him at his memorial service. I was moved by the number of people who commented so lovingly about this man. Alan Van Egmond, one of Brad's closest friends, portrayed him most accurately in the following: "Brad was too humble to acknowledge any of his impressive accomplishments. He would never call attention to the fact that he overcame very difficult odds and conquered the frightening challenges of attending the leading schools of the land. Brad would never convey to anyone the fact that he excelled in his professional life thereafter. He would never let people know that as a top officer of the federal student loan program, Brad was a pioneer in helping needy students achieve their dreams. Also, it is not widely known that Brad befriended, counseled and encouraged many promising young leaders. Brad would be embarrassed to hear that he was one of the most talented persons one could hope to work with. Instead, Brad let the light in his life attest to these things."

    Brad's legacy to me, to anyone who knew him, is his friendship for which I am a better person. I will miss him terribly, but I know he has touched my spirit. My memories of Brad, what I learned from, will serve me well in the future.

    Rest peacefully, old friend. We love you.

    Bill Pettit '71

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    J. Bradford Haley College Administrator, 43

    J. Bradford Haley College Administrator, 43
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    J. Bradford Haley, an administrator at the Amos Tuck School of Business Administration at Dartmouth College, died Sunday at Dartmouth-Hitchcock Medical Center in Lebanon, N.H. He was 43 and lived in Hanover, N.H.

    The college said the cause of death was heart failure.

    Mr. Haley received a bachelor's degree from Dartmouth and a master's degree in law and diplomacy from Tufts University.

    He was a vice president of the First Boston Corporation in New York City before coming to the Tuck School in 1990 as director of external relations. The post covered a broad range of duties, including admissions, fund raising and program development.

    He is survived by his wife, Parissa.

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    Nickname

    • Brad

    Amherst Relatives

    • Parissa S. Haley W'71
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    Employment Information

      Former

      • Director
        Dartmouth College
        Start:
        03/1991
        End:
        01/1993
      • The First Boston Corporation
        Start:
        01/1984
        End:
        03/1991
      • Treasurer
        Student Loan Marketing Association
        Start:
        01/1975
        End:
        01/1984
      • Prudential Bache Securities
        End:
        01/1984

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      Volunteering

      • Alumni Admission
        Role:
        Advisor
        End:
        January 1993
      • Alumni Fund
        Role:
        Associate Agent
        End:
        January 1993

      Athletics

      • Men's Football

      Fraternity

      • Delta Upsilon Fraternity
      No data available

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      Reunion Class

      • 1971

      Graduation Year

      • 1971

      Major(s)

      • Political Science

      Secondary Schools

      • North Chicago Comm. High School

      Higher Ed

      • Tufts University
        Field of Study:
        Politics
        Degree:
        Master of Arts
        Year:
        1972

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