• It has been announced that Thomas S, Rittenhouse, President and Chief Executive Officer of GS1 US from 1997 to 2004, when it was known as the Uniform Code Council, passed away suddenly on February 10, 2012. He was 70.
“We’re deeply saddened to hear of Tom’s passing,” said Bernie Hogan, Senior Vice President, Emerging Capabilities & Industries for GS1 US. “Tom was the person most responsible for turning the UCC from a narrowly focused standards organization to one dedicated to supporting industry needs in multiple ways. He always stressed the link of standards to business benefits, and today we continue to build on his vision.”
Rittenhouse further displayed vision in the creation of UCCnet, the predecessor to the 1SYNC Data Pool, which ultimately led to the formation of the GS1 Global Data Synchronization Network (GDSN).
• Gary Carter, the Hall of Fame catcher who helped to give the Montreal Expos some degree of baseball legitimacy but who made his biggest mark as a happy warrior playing for the 1986 World Champion New York Mets, died yesterday after a nine-month battle with brain cancer. He was 57.
“We’re deeply saddened to hear of Tom’s passing,” said Bernie Hogan, Senior Vice President, Emerging Capabilities & Industries for GS1 US. “Tom was the person most responsible for turning the UCC from a narrowly focused standards organization to one dedicated to supporting industry needs in multiple ways. He always stressed the link of standards to business benefits, and today we continue to build on his vision.”
Rittenhouse further displayed vision in the creation of UCCnet, the predecessor to the 1SYNC Data Pool, which ultimately led to the formation of the GS1 Global Data Synchronization Network (GDSN).
• Gary Carter, the Hall of Fame catcher who helped to give the Montreal Expos some degree of baseball legitimacy but who made his biggest mark as a happy warrior playing for the 1986 World Champion New York Mets, died yesterday after a nine-month battle with brain cancer. He was 57.
- KC's View:
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The Wall Street Journal this morning writes that Carter’s “love of cameras and microphones sometimes alienated teammates, who also may have resented his salary among the highest in baseball during the 1980s—as well as his celebrity endorsements for products like Polaroid and Ivory Soap. He had a squeaky-clean family life, professed born-again Christianity, trained as hard as anybody on the team, and made sure everybody knew it.”
As a Mets fan, I’ll tell you this. He never embarrassed himself. He never embarrassed the team. He played as hard as he could, he seemed to get the most out of his talents, and I would have been thrilled if, later in his career, he’d been able to get the job he seemed to want as manager of the usually under-performing Mets.
I don’t require all my baseball players to be angels. On the ‘86 Mets, it was probably a good thing that you had Carter’s approach balanced by Keith Hernandez. (Not so good, in the long run, was the way that Daryl Strawberry and Dwight Gooden spun out of control in the aftermath.)
I loved watching Carter play.
