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Christopher Brown
Earl's Brother-In-Law
Earl Jagust
January 16th, 1923 - June 23rd, 2024
January 16th, 1923 - June 23rd, 2024
Earl Jagust passed away peacefully at home in Manhattan on June 23, 2024, at the age of 101. Earl had a long, happy, and fulfilling life. He was a voracious reader, amateur fencer, gifted potter, and did a mean imitation of Groucho Marx.
Born in Manhattan on January 16, 1923, Earl was a true and loyal New Yorker, never living further away from the city than Nassau and Westchester counties and always championed it as the best city in the world. Earl’s parents, Tillie and Sam had immigrated to the U.S. from the Pale of Settlement in the early 1900s and had three sons—the oldest was Eugene, named for Eugene V. Debs and Earl and Mortimer (known as Morton or Morty), the younger twins.
Earl grew up in the Bronx and Manhattan; he enjoyed telling people that part of his formative years were in Harlem, during the “Harlem Renaissance.” His father was a dentist, which made the family middle class and, although not wealthy, they were one of the first in their neighborhood to own a car. There were financial ups and downs during his childhood, especially because of the Great Depression.
Earl attended public schools, graduating from DeWitt Clinton High School. His politics were formed early: his parents were both socialists, and Earl was proud to join the Young Peoples Socialist League in high school. He identified politically as a socialist throughout his life and only occasionally acquiesced to be branded a democrat. (He was especially excited when Bernie Sanders, a fellow socialist, ran for president.)
After high school, he attended Brooklyn College but left after a year to join U.S. Government Service to avoid or postpone being drafted for World War II, where he was trained to build and repair radios and amplifiers. As a good socialist, he was anti-war but had mixed feelings about WW II because he knew Hitler had to be stopped.
In 1943, Earl was called up for service and spent the war in Europe. Because of his poor eyesight he never saw battle; instead, he was placed in a Special Service Company, where he showed movies to the troops. One of his war-related boasts was that he showed the European premiere of “Saratoga Trunk” (Starring Gary Cooper and Ingrid Bergman) to his unit. He apparently also honed his gambling skills in the army, winning $40 shooting craps on the boat from the US to England—and continued to be a fierce pinochle and poker player for many years. All in all, as he often said, he spent 2 years, 8 months and 17 days in the army and hated every minute.
Returning from the war, Earl used the GI Bill to earn a BA from Brooklyn College, changing his major from science to English, and then a master’s degree from Columbia University. With that education, he taught high school for approximately 40 years, first at Far Rockaway High School and then at the United Nations International School.
Students from his high school classes remember that he made learning fun because he had fun teaching. To keep students excited about literature, he often read from books or acted out portions of Shakespeare plays, sometimes while climbing on chairs, desks and radiators. He was also known for re-stamping a footprint on the ceiling of his classroom after an original had been painted over—apparently because he used it as the basis for a journalism class writing assignment.
Earl was the Far Rockaway fencing team coach for several years and saw one of his team attend the Olympics. He continued fencing into his 70s and was fond of fencing with his twin, Morty, who was left-handed; the two of them always said that they were mirror images of each other in the matches and loved competing.
After retirement, Earl took up pottery and became an accomplished potter. He had his own potter’s wheel and workshop at home and produced hundreds of bowls, plates, platters, and pitchers (and would have appreciated the alliteration in there). Family members and friends have collections of his wares, as do many others who bought his pieces at various art fairs.
Earl had two long and happy marriages. In 1947 he married Evelyn Metzger, who he met in a Catskills resort, and was married to her for 27 years until her death in 1975. In 1977 he married Lynn Kearney, who he met at a teacher’s union rally, and the two high school English teachers remained married for 47 years until he passed away. Throughout their marriage, they cared for each other and in his last days Lynn lovingly cared for him so he could die in peace at home.
Besides Lynn, Earl also leaves behind his son and daughter-in-law, Bill and Robyn, his daughter Rose, and nieces and nephews Nina, Mark, Linda, Nancy and Sally. His brother Eugene and twin Morty pre-deceased him.
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Lynn Kearney

Phyllis
How lucky was I to befriend Lynn and get Earl as part of the bargain. He was always kind, loved to share his love of literature, and we got to trade funny teacher-stories. When he moved on to pottery, I was one of his friends who got to select from his growing collection. He applied the same dedication and craft to his pottery as he had to his teaching. And Earl was a steady support for Lynn and me when we started our business, no matter how much time it required to get it going. A true friend. I had really thought Earl would always be here—he’s going to be so missed. Phyllis
Renee Ascher
The world that Earl was born into was a very different place than he left behind. I can only imagine the events that he lived through and what he experienced: The expansion and contraction of countries, cultural shifts, technologies, wars, traditions upended and on and on. And yet, the man whom I met and who befriended me and my late husband, Arthur, seemed very connected to the present. He conversed with us on current themes, ever mindful of what was now. I can’t remember him ever looking backward and reflecting on what was in the past. The four of us spent many happy nights. Lynn and I often walking ahead together as our guys trailed behind: Six foot, four-inch Arthur keeping a slower pace as Earl walked behind a walker. I don’t know what they talked about, but clearly, they enjoyed each other as we ventured out to eat. We ate at each other’s homes. Earl could cook, you know. He was often Lynn’s sous chef and knife sharpener. He had Chinese culinary skills and one night brought a dish to our home, every ingredient precisely cut. And, I have three favorite pieces of his pottery in use in my kitchen. A lovely reminder of Earl’s versatility and nimble fingers. Potting well into his 90’s. I get to hold and, yes, caress the smooth green bowl that resides on my kitchen counter. Time passed, as did Arthur, and Earl, along with Lynn, were a constant presence in my life. Many nights I would sit with Earl while Lynn was busy in the kitchen. He made me laugh. His smile was infectious, and it was a true testimony that he was amused. I can see it now with his brows often raised in irony at something said or unsaid. He had a twinkle. When his mobility became increasingly diminished, his sense of self belied his decline. Lynn was his rock and there is no question that she extended his life. I bear witness. Each night when he readied for bed he’d be helped to his walker Lynn would say, “say good night to Renée.” And he’d turn my way and say it. And I’d reply, “Good night, Earl”
Lynn Kearney
You left us one year ago today, and we miss you more than we can say. Everyone sends their love and wishes that you are enjoying your next life and that you are with those that love you in that world. The last year has been hard for me, but your love and support over the 49 years that we were together comfort me. Thank you for all you gave me. I am forever your loving wife. Lynn
Faigi Rosenthal

There are too many memories to share here. Earl was a fierce friend and we were fortunate to be included in some of his best mischief making, big laughs, intellectual banter, great food and of course, the best way to eat a bagel. With so much love and deep fondness Faigi, Barbara and Stephen
Grace Philips
I was foist upon Earl when I became friends with Lynn at NYU in 1982. My regular presence in their home may not have been his idea but our relationship evolved into friendship--first over scotch on the rocks and eventually over pottery and politics. I recall returning home to their Hastings house one Halloween. It was dusk and the house was dark even though his car was in the driveway. I flipped on the kitchen light switch as I entered only to hear his voice urgently directing me to shut off the light. Lynn was not home, and we had no candy he said. So I poured a couple drinks and we sat in the dark speaking in whispers so as not to attract any trick or treaters until Lynn came home. Warm, caring, and committed to a better future until the end. I miss you Earl and am grateful for the memories.
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