A wake for Jeremiah Harrington of East Hampton, who died in a car accident last Thursday in Sarasota, Fla., will be held tomorrow from 3 to 8 p.m. at the Graham Funeral Home in Rye, N.Y. A funeral will be held on Saturday at 10 a.m. at the Church of the Resurrection, also in Rye.

An obituary for Mr. Harrington, who was 67 and known as Jerry, will appear in a future issue.

Peter Remington Nixon, who had been an East Hampton Little League coach and Cub Scout leader when his son was younger and worked as a viticulturist, died on Sunday in Millerton, N.Y. He was 62 and had been ill with cancer for a year.

“Children just flocked to him,” said Emily Liss, his former wife.

A 30-year resident of East Hampton, Mr. Nixon was active in the community, Ms. Liss said. He worked growing and caring for grapes at Sagaponack Vineyard, an early South Fork vineyard. He loved to read and research music of all kinds, and was an accomplished photographer and windsurfer.

Born on Aug. 11, 1950, in Washington, D.C., to Richard W. Nixon and the former Jane Ryder, he grew up in White Plains. After obtaining a general equivalency diploma, he attended Skidmore College, where he studied Eastern literature.

In 1983, he married Ms. Liss and the two soon settled in Amagansett, where they raised a son, Morgan Nixon. Ms. Liss described Mr. Nixon as a bright, articulate man and a keen observer of human nature who was blessed with a great sense of humor. The marriage ended in divorce.

Mr. Nixon was drawn to the local waters, where he would go clamming, lobstering, and eeling with his father-in-law, Joe Liss.

Mr. Nixon eventually moved to Millerton, where a brother, Andrew Nixon, lives. His son lives in East Hampton.

A service has not been announced, but donations have been suggested in his memory to the East End Foundation, P.O. Box 1746, Montauk 11954.

Denise Parker, an actress and the widow of the abstract painter Ray Parker, who lived in New York’s Greenwich Village and East Hampton, died on Jan. 20 at New York-Presbyterian Hospital following a stroke. She was 86.

Ms. Parker was born on Sept. 17, 1928, in Grand Forks, N.D., to Maurice Griffin and the former Pearl Wentz. She grew up there, and later studied at the Art Institute of Chicago and the Goodman Theatre, also in Chicago. She then moved to New York, where she acted in television dramas at the DuMont Television Network and in many commercials. Her Broadway debut came in 1952 in the musical “Wish You Were Here.”

In New York, she met Mr. Parker, who was a longtime professor at Hunter College, when a mutual acquaintance brought him to a production in which she was appearing. They married in 1953. She was a devoted wife and mother, said her daughter Kate Parker. Mr. Parker, whose work is shown at the Washburn Gallery in New York, died in 1990.

The couple began visiting the South Fork in the 1950s, her daughter said. On their first visit, they attended a celebrated August 1954 croquet party at the Bridgehampton house rented by the artists Willem de Kooning, Jackson Pollock, and Franz Kline. They became regular visitors until finally buying a house in 1965 in the Hampton Waters neighborhood. There, “she loved playing the piano, singing Faure with her daughter, and watching her beloved white heron in the trees across the water,” her daughter said.

Ms. Parker appeared in the 1959 film “Pull My Daisy,” directed by Robert Frank and Alfred Leslie. The short film was adapted by Jack Kerouac from his play “Beat Generation” and starred poets, writers, and musicians including Allen Ginsberg, Larry Rivers, and Alice Neel.

Ms. Parker conceived and organized Artists for Amnesty, a 1990 exhibition and sale of contemporary art to benefit Amnesty International that was held at the Blum Helman and Germans Van Eck galleries in New York. More than 100 notable artists were featured in the exhibition. “It was for a great cause that she really believed in, and it was very successful,” said her daughter. “That was a major achievement.”

In addition to Kate Parker, another daughter, Caroline Parker, survives. Both live in New York City and East Hampton. Kevin Moore, Ms. Parker’s son-in-law, who her family said was like a son to her, also survives, as does a granddaughter. Her two sisters died before her.

A memorial service is being planned, but details were not yet available.

Roberta Anne Caglioti, who spent many summers in East Hampton while her husband, Victor Caglioti, worked as a visiting artist at Southampton College, died on Jan. 19 in Westhampton Beach after a struggle for decades with Alzheimer’s disease. She was 80.

In earlier years, Mrs. Caglioti was a valuable partner in her husband’s work, helping to solve problems of stretchers and canvasses and later assisting in the documentation of his work. They lived a bohemian life, with Mrs. Caglioti routinely putting a pot of pasta on the stove at 2 or 3 in the morning.

She loved gardening and cooking and excelled at a variety of different cuisines. Music was also a longtime passion, with her and her sister, Helen, singing at numerous functions in western New York, including in a choir that sang Handel’s “Messiah” at Kleinhans Music Hall in Buffalo.

In addition to the love of her family, she was known as a “neighborhood mother,” with people of all ages drawn to her, whether for comfort or food. “Teenagers sought her for perspective and stability. Newlyweds absorbed her advice and wisdom,” her husband said. Even “a cranky old Norwegian man,” who walked their neighborhood in Minneapolis, would tell everyone how “amazing that Roberta is — she can do anything.”

Mrs. Caglioti was born on June 2, 1934, in South Buffalo to Howard Bieber and the former Victoria Armstrong. She grew up there and went on to college in upstate New York, but had to leave after two years to seek employment.

Her husband said she excelled in a variety of different positions. A woman of many talents, she was in charge of research at one of Wall Street’s oldest law firms and instructed employees at an aerospace engineering firm in emerging electronics of the 1950s. She worked at an upstate New York carnival in springs and summers, and later was a receptionist and sometime-chef at an upscale Chinese restaurant in Minneapolis.

In 1958, she married Victor Caglioti, a painter, in Mineola. They raised their three children first in Lawrence and later in Minneapolis.

Mrs. Caglioti began showing early signs of Alzheimer’s between 1980 and 1985. Her husband took care of her, reducing his teaching responsibilities and eventually quitting his job in 1996. The couple subsequently returned to Hampton Bays to live near two of their children. In 1998, Mrs. Caglioti was placed in a nursing home in Westhampton Beach. For the past 17 years, her husband has visited twice each day.

In addition to Mr. Caglioti, she is survived by their three children, Angela Caglioti-Lawson of Seattle, Wash., Carla Caglioti of Hampton Bays, and Antonio Caglioti of Southampton. She also leaves three siblings, Ruth Buchanan of Houston, Helen Zielinski of Java Center, N.Y., and Fredrick Bieber of Little Valley, N.Y., and three grandchildren. Another sister, Jody Lund, died before her.

Raymond Hildreth Halsey, a farmer who owned the Green Thumb farm stand in Water Mill, died on Friday at home on Halsey Lane in that hamlet. He was 88. His family said he had heart problems.

One of the last of a generation of potato farmers who found ways to adapt to the changing times in order to stay in business, Mr. Halsey was a 10th-generation descendant of Thomas Halsey, one of the original English colonists of Southampton.

His ancestors on both sides of his family fought in the French and Indian War, the American Revolution, and the Civil War, during which his grandfather Charles Andrew Halsey was wounded in Sherman’s march to Atlanta, and his great-uncle Silas Edmund Halsey was killed in battle in South Carolina.

In the early 1900s, two Topping sisters from Sagaponack married two of the Halsey brothers from Water Mill, and they built houses next to one another on Halsey Lane, raising their families and farming together. Raymond Halsey was the youngest child born to David Edmund Halsey and Elsie Topping Halsey at their house on Halsey Lane on Jan. 20, 1926. He graduated from Southampton High School in 1944 and went on to serve in the merchant marine. His family remembered how Mr. Halsey, always proud of his country, wore an American flag pin on his many baseball caps or the lapel of his sport coat.

Mr. Halsey, described as a quiet, humble, and respectful man, had two passions — farming and his wife, his daughter Johanna Halsey said. As the Long Island potato industry declined, Mr. Halsey experimented with different products, including nursery stock and replacement heifers, sod, and pickles and cabbage for the wholesale market. In the early 1960s, story has it that Mr. Halsey was riding his tractor in one of the farm fields overlooking the increased traffic heading east on Montauk Highway when he first got the idea to open a roadside farm stand. He and his wife, the former Madeline (Peachie) Patton, opened a tiny operation with a small assortment of vegetables. His mother named it the Green Thumb.

Craig Claiborne, a well-known food editor and restaurant critic for The New York Times who lived in East Hampton, took a liking to the farm stand and offered his advice to the Halseys to sell little-known produce such as arugula, his daughter said. “He gently coached us,” she said.

They eventually began selling baked goods as well. Ms. Halsey’s blueberry muffins, which she baked at her parents’ house and took to the Green Thumb by walking through the field between the two places, were said to be John Steinbeck’s favorites.

The Halseys continued to revamp the business through the decades. In the late 1970s, they began farming organically, and in the 1990s and 2000s the Halseys began participating in farmers markets and community-supported agriculture programs. The Green Thumb remains family owned and operated by Mr. Halsey’s children and grandchildren, who are 11th and 12th-generation farmers.

“His love, energy, and devotion for his family and farm never wavered,” his family wrote.

Mr. and Mrs. Halsey had a beautiful love story that began, she said, in Southampton Hospital, of all places. He visited her sister, a nurse who was recovering from surgery, with a friend when the two met. A Riverhead native, she was 18, and he had recently returned as a 20-year-old merchant marine. The couple began courting soon after, and they were married two years later, on June 19, 1948.

“Madeline being Catholic and Ray a Presbyterian, their marriage caused quite a stir among their families; however their love, dedication, and respect for each other could not be reckoned with,” their family wrote.

Over their 66 years of marriage, they each stayed committed to their churches, going to separate services each Sunday but joining each other on special occasions. He was “a devoted member” of the Bridgehampton Presbyterian Church and was known to sing along with the choir, his family said.

“It’s hard to talk about my dad without my mom,” Johanna Halsey said. They were inseparable. Aside from raising four children and running a successful business together, in the winter months they enjoyed trips to the Caribbean, Mexico, Australia, and New Zealand, where they loved meeting new people.

An active member of the community, Mr. Halsey was a 4-H leader and a member of the Long Island Farm Bureau, serving on the bureau’s various committees. He was a founder of the Water Mill Community Club and was instrumental in the purchase of the club’s large field, believing that the entire community should have access to an open park.

In addition to his wife and daughter, he is survived by another daughter, Patricia H. Wellen, and two sons, William Halsey and Lawrence Halsey, all of Water Mill. Twelve grandchildren, two great-grandchildren, and a sister, Mabel Santelle of Sagaponack, also survive, along with many nieces and nephews.

He was predeceased by a brother, Abram Halsey of Water Mill, and a sister, Helen H. Barbour of Sagaponack.

A wake was held at the O’Connell Funeral Home in Southampton on Monday, followed by a funeral at the Bridgehampton Presbyterian Church on Tuesday, which would have been Mr. Halsey’s 89th birthday. He was buried at Water Mill Cemetery.

The Halsey family has suggested memorial donations to East End Hospice, P.O. Box 1048, Westhampton Beach 11978, the Water Mill Community Club, P.O. Box 182, Water Mill 11976, or the Bridgehampton Presbyterian Church, P.O. Box 3038, Bridgehampton 11932.

Jean-Claude Baker, a charismatic maitre d’hotel and restaurateur who owned Chez Josephine in New York and found sanctuary from the hustle and bustle of his working life at his house in East Hampton’s Northwest Woods, died last Thursday outside of his house here. The cause was suicide, according to Steven Gaines, a friend. Mr. Baker was 71.

He was born Jean-Claude Julien Leon Tronville on April 18, 1943, in Dijon, France, to Constance Luce Tronville and Julien Rouzaud. His father left his mother and his three sisters when Mr. Baker was in his early teens, and he searched for him in Paris, where they were briefly reunited, before Mr. Rouzaud again abandoned him.

Only 14, he struggled to survive in Paris, working in bistros and hotels, learning the hospitality trade that would carry him through his life. It was there, at the age of 15, that he met the famed African-American performer and expatriate Josephine Baker, who had adopted 12 other children and referred to him as her 13th. He took her surname, though he was never officially adopted by her. Their complex relationship was central to both, off and on, until Ms. Baker’s death in 1975. He had worked as her assistant, manager, and even toured with her as a singer.

“I’ve never been her lover. . . . I’ve never even been her fan. . . . I loved her, hated her, and wanted desperately to understand her,” Mr. Baker wrote in the introduction to his 1993 biography of her, “Josephine: The Hungry Heart,” written with Chris Chase.

The book received a glowing review in The New York Times, where Mindy Aloff praised “the prodigious research that buttresses it.” She called it “mesmerizing,” “irresistible,” and “a killer achievement.”

Mr. Baker worked as a bellhop at the Hotel Scribe in Paris and an attendant at the Hotel Adelphi in Liverpool, where he learned English. He later opened the Pimm’s Club in the mid-1960s in West Berlin. The club became a magnet for both gay and straight performing artists and celebrities, Mick Jagger and Rudolf Nureyev among them. At the same time, Mr. Baker designed clothing for a boutique he opened next to the club, and performed as a singer under the name Jean-Claude Rousseau.

It was at the Pimm’s Club that he reunited with Ms. Baker, bringing her in to perform. Eventually, the two of them came to the United States on a tour in 1972. He settled in New York, where he sang in nightclubs and had a cable TV show, “Tele-France USA.” His relationship with Ms. Baker fell apart shortly before her death.

In 1985, he opened Chez Josephine, next to Playwright’s Horizons, on 42nd Street near Dyer Avenue, which became known as Theater Row. “I loved it then,” he said of the neighborhood in a 2012 interview with the Daily News. “It was alive. I miss that. It had soul, and, of course, people like me need soul. We live for it.”

In New York, “He was a host, and he always found himself in the middle,” a friend, Andy Semons, said yesterday. His house in Northwest Woods was where he “came to live his real life,” Mr. Semons said.

Mr. Baker was incredibly generous, Mr. Semons said. “He was a champion of the downtrodden.”

Mr. Baker is survived by his three sisters in France, Marie-Josephe Lottier, Marie-Annick Rouzaud, and Martine Viellard.

A requiem Mass will be said at Holy Cross Church on West 42nd Street, just a block east of Chez Josephine, in late January. A memorial service will be held this spring, on a date to be announced. Donations in Mr. Baker’s memory have been suggested to Autism Speaks, 1060 State Road, 2nd Floor, Princeton, N.J. 08540 or autismspeaks.org.

Jane Wilson, whose singular landscape paintings, many inspired by the East End, secured her reputation as one of the leading painters of the postwar era, died of heart failure on Jan. 13 at the Calvary Hospice of the Mary Manning Walsh Nursing Home in New York City. She was 90.

Her landscapes and seascapes, characterized by low horizons, vast skies, and changing weather, have been likened by many critics to the paintings of Turner, Delacroix, Porter, and, perhaps most often, Rothko, suggesting a commitment not to representation or abstraction but to “the pursuit of light,” according to the late Rose Slivka, a longtime art critic for The Star.

In a 1991 interview with Mimi Thomp?son in Bomb magazine, Ms. Wilson said, “I choose to have this notion that the place and the light you’ve been born with sets you up for a lifetime; everything else is measured against that.” She went on to compare the landscape of eastern Long Island to those of the Netherlands and the Midwest.

Jane Wilson was born on April 29, 1924, on her family’s farm in Seymour, Iowa, amid the flat spaces of the Corn Belt, to Wayne Wilson and Cleone Marquis. “As a child in Iowa,” she once said, “I was overwhelmed by the enormity of the unending space around me. . . .The land was vast. The sky was vast. Everything was vast. . . . And the weather was continually changing.”

She earned B.A. and M.A. degrees from the University of Iowa, graduating in 1947. While there, she met and was pursued by John Gruen, a photographer and writer who was studying English. After seeing her on campus, before even meeting her, “I could not get Jane Wilson out of my mind,” he said. “There was an air about Jane that intrigued me. She looked so European . . . so quietly glamorous! I absolutely had to meet her!”

He got his wish, and they were married on March 28, 1948, “the happiest day of my life,” in his words. Mr. Gruen and their daughter, Julia Gruen, survive her.

They moved to Manhattan the following year and settled in Greenwich Village. In 1952, while at the Cedar Tavern, Ms. Wilson was asked to be a co-founder of the Hansa Gallery, an artists’ cooperative that opened on East 12th Street. She had three solo shows there and participated in group exhibitions at Tanager Gallery and the Stable Gallery over the next six years.

“There were lots of women artists and there were a few who were in and out of the Cedar Bar social scene,” she told Bomb magazine. “The most vocal of the women painters tended not to be married. There was also a position taken that you could not be married and be a painter — it indicated you were not serious. Later, I began to realize that there were many other artists that were not part of that scene, women artists who were married and who even had children, for God’s sake.”

At that time she was working in an Abstract Expressionist style, but shifted to expressionist landscapes later in the decade. “In 1956 and 1957, I found myself in one of those lucid moments that occurs every 20 years and I realized I wasn’t a second-generation Abstract Expressionist. I looked at the ingredients of what I was painting and felt an uncontrollable allegiance to subject matter, and landscape in particular.”

The artist and her husband began visiting the South Fork in 1950 and bought an old carriage house in Water Mill 10 years later, splitting their time between Water Mill and the city ever since.

While she was painting and exhibiting during the 1950s, Ms. Wilson had a second career as a fashion model, which provided additional income but, according to Mr. Gruen, did not please the Hansa Gallery, whose other artists were less in the public eye. In 1958 she was a contestant on “The $64,000 Challenge,” a spinoff of “The $64,000 Question,” which, along with “Twenty One,” became embroiled in the famous quiz show scandals of the late ’50s. She testified that she was not given answers and wound up with only $1,000.

In 1960, the Museum of Modern Art acquired a large landscape, “The Open Scene,” and she joined Tibor de Nagy Gallery, which represented her friends Larry Rivers, Jane Freilicher, Fairfield Porter, and Helen Frankenthaler, among others. During the ’60s, while living on East 10th Street across from Tompkins Square Park, she painted cityscapes of the park and surrounding neighborhood.

By the late 1960s, Ms. Wilson was focusing on still lifes set in her apartment and studio, including several paintings of work tables and artist materials, subjects that also interested Porter. She returned to landscapes in the early 1980s, forging her signature style over the next three decades.

She joined DC Moore Gallery in 1999 and had seven solo shows there. Her work is in the collections of major museums across the country. In 2009, “Jane Wilson: Horizons,” an account of her life and work by Elisabeth Sussman, curator at the Whitney Museum of American Art, was published by Merrell.

Ms. Wilson worked mostly from memory. Alicia Longwell, the Parrish Art Museum’s chief curator, wrote in the catalog for the exhibition “North Fork/South Fork” that her “horizon tends to hug the bottom of her compositions, leaving plenty of space for the drama of the painting. In a long and slow process, she builds up the paint in layers, to convey the singular, atmospheric interactions of land, light, and water in marvelously subdued pyrotechnics.”

Ms. Gruen wrote of her mother that “Water Mill is my mother. She found lifelong inspiration in the land, sea, and sky of this place, and I felt nurtured by it, as much as by her. But could a child grasp the significance of my parents’ circle of friends? De Kooning, Rauschenberg, Johns, Fairfield Porter, Larry Rivers, Marisol, Jane Freilicher, Lukas Foss, Virgil Thomson, Leonard Bernstein, Jerry Leiber, Stella Adler, Arthur Gold and Bobby Fizdale, Frank O’Hara, Edward Albee, John Ashbery, James Schuyler, to name only a few? No.”

“My father’s photographs recorded very specific moments and occasions, but for five decades, my mother’s paintings have provided the atmospheric evocation of and window onto my childhood. Over the past decade, I’ve been obsessively photographing the skies in Water Mill . . . but whenever I look up, I always see a Jane Wilson sky.”

A memorial service and the dispersal of ashes will take place at a later date.

Joseph John Brennan, who had been the superintendent of the East Hampton Town wastewater treatment plant from 1986 to 2001, died at home on Montauk Avenue in Sag Harbor on Saturday. He was 62 and had been ill for about a year and a half, his wife, East Hampton Town Clerk Carole Brennan, said.

Mr. Brennan, who was known to friends for much of his life as Jody, was born at Southampton Hospital on May 26, 1952. His parents were Joseph W. Brennan and the former Maria Wobst. He grew up in a house on Lumber Lane in Bridgehampton and graduated from the public school there.

He married Carole Ann Diederiks of Sag Harbor on Feb. 5, 1972. At the time, Mr. Brennan worked at the B.P. service station in Bridgehampton.

Mr. Brennan’s first job in the waste treatment field was at Sag Harbor’s treatment plant. From there, he went to work for East Hampton Town, while continuing to live in Sag Harbor.

Ms. Brennan said that her husband’s greatest interests were his children and four grandchildren.

He was a volunteer firefighter with the Sag Harbor Fire Department for about 25 years, Ms. Brennan said, and a member of its ambulance corps for more than 20 years.

In addition to Ms. Brennan, he is survived by his children, Rachel M. Lucyk of Sag Harbor and Matthew J. Brennan of Springs, his grandchildren, and a brother, Thomas M. Brennan of Wainscott. His parents died before him.

Visiting hours for Mr. Brennan were held on Sunday at the Yardley and Pino Funeral Home in Sag Harbor. His funeral was Monday at St. Andrew’s Catholic Church in Sag Harbor.

Memorial donations have been suggested to the Wounded Warrior Project, P.O. Box 758517, Topeka, Kan. 66675, or to the Sag Harbor Fire Department, P.O. Box 209, Sag Harbor 11963.

Nancy Janssen, one of the first female members of the Montauk Fire Department, serving as an emergency medical technician, died of complications of Alzheimer’s disease on Jan. 20 in Lancaster, Tex. She was 76 and had been ill for the last five years.

Her family will remember her as a kind, happy, loving person who enjoyed the outdoors and being around her eight grandchildren and nine great-grandchildren, said her daughter Dawn Stavola of Montauk. “She was really into the grandkids and great-grandkids,” Ms. Stavola said.

Nancy Theodelinda Janssen was born on Nov. 28, 1938, in Brooklyn’s Bedford-Stuyvesant neighborhood to Arthur Olsen and the former Erma Hatter. She grew up there and briefly lived in New Jersey before moving to Montauk. She worked as a bookkeeper, first for the Montauk Marine Basin and later for Marshall and Sons, a service station and fuel oil delivery company, also in Montauk. “She really enjoyed both jobs,” her daughter said.

In addition to Ms. Stavola, her grandchildren, and her great-grandchildren, Ms. Janssen’s other three children survive: Kim Clark of Lancaster, Michelle VonBargen of Bayville, and Christian Janssen of Central Point, Ore. A sister, Judy Andrade of Sterling, Conn., also survives.

Ms. Janssen was cremated. A memorial service will be announced at a later date. Her family has suggested memorial contributions to the Alzheimer’s Association, P.O. Box 96011, Washington, D.C. 20090-6011, or alz.org.

Carl Victor King, a Vietnam veteran who came from a large East Hampton family, died on Jan. 3 of complications during heart bypass surgery at the Department of Veterans Affairs medical center in Manhattan. He was 71.

After he graduated from East Hampton High School, he joined the Army in the mid-1960s, seeing action in Vietnam. When he returned, he moved to Hampton Bays and later Flanders. He was most recently living in Riverhead, where he had moved last year. He worked as a self-employed plumber.

Pauline Mahon of Torrington, Conn., said her brother was proud of his military service. He enjoyed fishing and clamming in Hampton Bays and hunting small game. She recalled how he liked to keep to himself. “He was very easygoing, very happy-go-lucky,” she said.

The 7th of 13 children, Mr. King was born on Nov. 11, 1943, at Southampton Hospital. His parents were Preston M. King, who worked for Schenck Fuels in East Hampton and later as a commercial fisherman, and the former Antoinette Pelis, a homemaker who also worked in a private laundry.

Mr. King had been married briefly.

In addition to Ms. Mahon, he is survived by his siblings Marie Kiembock, Paul King, and Brian King, all of East Hampton, Edwin King of Flanders, and Sharon Peters of Mount Solon, Va. Many nieces and nephews also survive.

He was predeceased by six siblings, Elizabeth Arnold, Carrie Meyer, Viola Buckley, Preston King, David King, and John King.

A military service was held at Calverton National Cemetery, where he was buried. His family has suggested memorial contributions to any V.A. hospital.