Lammott Walter Cottman, known to most as Cott, died of a stroke in New York City on Nov. 19, a day before his 72nd birthday.

Mr. Cottman was a longtime summer resident of Azurest in Sag Harbor, where he stayed with his wife and family at her parents’ house. His wife of 50 years, the former Andrea Howard, was the president of the Azurest Association off and on for many years.

Not long ago, Ms. Cottman had been ill and required a liver transplant; Mr. Cottman had cared for her during a five-year recovery. Mary Ann Whitehead, a family friend, recalled that he was very devoted to his family and generous as well as a lot of fun at the beach every weekend.

He was born in 1942 in Seaford, Del., where he grew up. He went to Howard University, which is where he met his wife. The couple had three sons, Sean Lammott Cottman of New York City, Evan Grant Cottman of Oakland, Calif., and Damon Cottman. A granddaughter also survives. Mr. Cottman’s two sisters and his son Damon died before him.

His career began at National Cash Register in New York, where he eventually became a systems analyst in 1970 and continued to hold a variety of technology sector jobs until his death.

In his free time he was musically inclined, playing piano and clarinet, then adopting the saxophone later in life. He took part in the first program initiated at Jazzmobile to develop and encourage a love of music in children and adults. The organization offers performances and education in New York City.

Ms. Whitehead recalled that he was also a runner and had completed a couple of marathons while enjoying running here, but mostly his time in Sag Harbor was for relaxation. “He was a great guy and always lots of fun.”

A memorial service was held in New York City on Nov. 30 and his ashes were scattered in Seaford, Del. The family has suggested donations to Jazzmobile, 91 Claremont Avenue, New York 10027.

Edward Hannibal, a novelist and advertising executive, died of lung cancer at Southampton Hospital on Saturday after a short illness. He was 78.

Mr. Hannibal was born to Joseph Hannibal and the former Loretta McCarthy in Beverly, Mass., on Aug. 24, 1936. The lifelong imprint of an education administered by Catholic nuns and priests, and of growing up in a working-class family were the basis of Mr. Hannibal’s 1970 novel, “Chocolate Days, Popsicle Weeks.” The title refers to an ice cream factory, where he worked to put himself through college, the first member of his family to do so. It was a New York Times best seller and won Houghton Mifflin’s literary fellowship award.

A graduate of Boston College, Mr. Hannibal married his high school sweetheart, Margaret Twomey, and they decamped for Stuttgart, Germany, where he served in the Army as a first lieutenant in military intelligence. He began his advertising career after they returned to this country and settled in Brooklyn.

With the success of “Chocolate Days,” however, the couple moved with their five young children to East Hampton. Mr. Hannibal then wrote the 1973 “Dancing Man, and the 1977 “Liberty Square Station,” in which he elaborated on striving for both success and integrity in a world where everything is for sale. Additional books were the 1982 nonfiction work, “Blood Feud,” about Robert Kennedy and Jimmy Hoffa, and a 1983 cold war thriller, “A Trace of Red.”

In the years before the personal computer, Mr. Hannibal’s family said, he typed in the hunt-and-peck style using only his index fingers.

Mr. Hannibal relished local life here. He served on the East Hampton School Board at one time and wrote its newsletter, naming it Chalk Talk. In the late 1970s, he returned to advertising, commuting in and out of the city every week as one of the first customers of the Hampton Jitney, then a single van.

Like many of his peers, Mr. Hannibal’s relationship with advertising was double-edged, although successful. He created a print ad for Dingo boots, which showed O.J. Simpson with three legs. He enjoyed working with fragrance and cosmetics accounts, including Revlon and Guerlain. Spending most of his career with Grey Advertising, one of his longest clients was Mitsubishi Automobiles.

The director of the account, David Stickles, described a television commercial Mr. Hannibal did for Mitsubishi as pioneering. “Mr. Hannibal parked the car out in front of a very pretty New England church, tied some tin cans to the back bumper and put a ‘Just Married’ sign on the back. The camera just panned around the car, always holding the church in the idyllic scene.” Mr. Stickles said wedding music played, the voice-over intoned Corinthians, and by the time the commercial was completed, the client was awestruck. “As they should have been because Mr. Hannibal did something no one else had ever done,” Mr. Stickles said.

Mr. Hannibal relished irony and found it in a 1991 Smithsonian World documentary, “Selling the Dream,” in which he was featured. In it, Mr. Hannibal articulates the art, science, and showmanship of selling cars, which blended his fictive themes with his working life.

In retirement, Mr. Hannibal loved kayaking at Louse Point and riding his bicycle through the back roads. He also resumed writing fiction full time and was a stalwart member of the Ashawagh Hall Writer’s Workshop. The couple sold their East Hampton house after their children were grown and settled in Springs.

Mr. Hannibal’s family described him as a natural teacher and a mentor to many young people. He taught high-school equivalency subjects to servicemen while in the Army and writing at New York University and the Amagansett Free Library. His sui generis “Feral Cat” poems were a continuing feature of The East Hampton Star’s letters pages.

Mr. Hannibal was working on a novel at the time of his death. He had discussed his practice of “over-writing” at the Ashawagh workshop and his tendency to “cut and cut and cut.” He had long been searching, he said, for a narrative strategy with which to shape that manuscript, and said he had finally hit on it.

In the long hours before he died, family members read Mr. Hannibal the short stories of Ernest Hemingway. After one plea for an F. Scott Fitzgerald story, a granddaughter read him “The Diamond as Big as the Ritz.” Mr. Hannibal then commented, his family said, “Fitzgerald writes about class, and that’s fine. But it’s all about language. And Hemingway gets to the language behind the words.”

Mr. Hannibal is survived by his wife, as well as his children, Mary Ellen Hannibal of San Francisco, Edward Hannibal and Jack Hannibal of Asheville, N.C., Ellie Hannibal of Richmond, Va., and Julie Hannibal of Eastport. His seven grandchildren called him Poppy and were the joy of his days, his family said.

Visiting hours will be held at the Yardley and Pino Funeral Home in East Hampton on Sunday from 6 to 8 p.m. A Mass of Christian burial will be celebrated by the Rev. Donald Hansen at Most Holy Trinity Catholic Church in East Hampton at 10 a.m. Monday, with burial following in the church cemetery.

Memorial donations have been suggested for the American Lung Association of the Northeast, 21 West 38th Street, New York 10018.

Barbara Gordon Rickards, who lived on Schellinger Road in Amagansett for the last 35 years of her life, died of heart failure at home on Monday. She was 84 and had been in declining health for the past year.

“She enjoyed her family,” said her daughter Liz Pucci of East Hampton. “She enjoyed antiquing and painting — she was a painter.”

Ms. Rickards was born on Sept. 8, 1930, to Donald P. Gordon and the former Clarissa Hervey in the Flushing neighborhood of Queens. She grew up in that borough’s Bayside neighborhood and graduated from Bayside High School in 1948. For a time she lived in Islip before becoming a year-round resident of Amagansett in 1979.

She worked in the housewares department of Stern’s in East Hampton until its closing. “She loved the job, loved being there,” Ms. Pucci remembered.

With her husband, Edward C. Rickards, who died before her, she raised four children: Ms. Pucci, Rick Rickards of Newfane, Vt., Gregg Rickards of Wainscott, and Laurie Jahoda, also of Wainscott. Ms. Rickards is also survived by seven grandchildren and one great-grandchild, as well as a sister, Elizabeth Onderdonk of Baldwinsville, N.Y.

Ms. Rickards was cremated. A service will be held tomorrow from 2 to 4 p.m. at the Yardley and Pino Funeral Home in East Hampton, at which Ms. Pucci’s husband, Bob, and son, Nicholas, will read. The Rev. Donald M. Hanson will officiate.

The family has suggested memorial contributions to East End Hospice, P.O. Box 1048, Westhampton Beach 11978, or eeh.org.

Barbara S. Moore, who had lived in East Hampton since 2002, died in Washington, D.C., on Oct. 28 with her husband, children, and beloved springer spaniel by her side. She was 66 and had ovarian cancer.

Mrs. Moore and her husband, Jonathan Moore, had visited East Hampton in the 1970s when they lived in New York City. After spending time in Nantucket, they decided to move part-time to East Hampton, where they also had friends from Washington, D.C. The couple, who were married for 44 years, lovingly restored and rehabilitated their house on Three Mile Harbor, which had been moved by barge to its present Freetown location in the 1840s from its original location on Settler’s Landing. It was from one of the earliest settlements and was built as temporary housing, primarily on timbers from ships that brought the original English settlers to the area.

Born Barbara Sloan in Trenton on Jan. 4, 1948, she graduated from Trenton High School. She went on to Vassar College, where she was magna cum laude and received a Bachelor of Arts in art history, and the Ecole du Louvre, the University of Michigan, where she received a master’s degree in art history, and George Washington University Law School, where she was a member of the Law Review. She never did practice law. Instead, she devoted herself to museum education, which she considered a critical link between scholarship and the public mind, her family said.

For 14 years she was the curator of education at the Corcoran Gallery of Art in Washington, D.C. Her family said she changed museum culture by sending full-color illustrated materials to teachers instead of photocopies, and treated exhibitions with joint installation and interpretation planning.

She was credited as being one of the three scouts who brought the Robert Mapplethorpe exhibition to the Corcoran in 1989. “After the Corcoran’s scorching rebuke for canceling the exhibition, Barbara stole time on weekends over the next three years to write a dark parody of the political class’s indefensible attack on homosexuality,” her family wrote in an obituary. They also said she “played a key role in the interoperation of ‘The Black Image in Western Art’ exhibition through labels, wall texts, music, and film that rested on passages from black speeches, letters, poems, and songs that challenged standard readings of race in the images on view.”

From 1992 through 2013, Mrs. Moore served as head of writing and deputy head of the education division at the National Gallery of Art in Washington. She launched a series of “One-Hour” sheets that offered short, penetrating notes on key works in various collection areas, creative family guides, and an array of content for the museum’s website. Among them is the entry on “Lavender Mist” by Jackson Pollock. A portion of the research was conducted at the Pollock-Krasner House and Study Center in Springs.

Mrs. Moore was known for her love of Japanese and French-designed clothing. “She wore flats with everything from jeans to evening gowns on the principle that comfort was the essential element of luxurious style,” her family wrote. She also believed that her education, art, and her family were “the keys to her profoundly satisfying life.” She took great joy in seeing her daughters, Maggie Moore Melvin of Alexandria, Va., and Lucy Moore of San Francisco find their own direction in life.

Her hope was that those who knew her will honor her through gifts to their favorite education scholarship funds, or Planned Parenthood, 434 West 33rd Street, New York City 10001, or Heifer International, 1 World Avenue, Little Rock, Ark. 72202.

A memorial service will be announced at a later date.

Kenneth Glen Rea of Church Lane in Springs, a World War II veteran of the Navy Seabees who served for 12 years on the executive board of American Legion Post 419 in Amagansett, died on Nov. 25 at Southampton Hospital after a fall in which he suffered a broken hip. He was 88.

Mr. Rea served in the Seabees, the Naval construction battalion, from 1944 to 1946, including time stationed on the Pacific island of Okinawa. He was a devoted member of the American Legion, also serving as co-chairman of its house committee for 15 years. In 2004, he was chosen legionnaire of the year out of a pool of 50 nominees, and received his award at the Suffolk American Legion convention in Southold. He was also a member of the Veterans of Foreign Wars. 

Mr. Rea owned and operated an excavation business here for many years and later ran a house-watching business. In his later years, he enjoyed making small pieces of furniture, such as end tables, as well.

He sponsored one of the town’s earliest slow-pitch softball teams, the Bonac Bulldozers, and was its pitcher.

He loved being on the water, clamming, fishing, scalloping, or just cruising in his boat, his family said. He was also a dedicated golfer, playing frequently at the Goat Hill course on Shelter Island, a favorite, with friends from the American Legion.

Mr. Rea was born on July 22, 1926, to Frances Rea and the former Helen Mott in an apartment above a garage at what is now the Hedges Inn in East Hampton Village. He attended school in Springs and East Hampton.

On Feb. 1, 1947,  he married the former Marie Frances Lester of Neck Path in Springs. She died before him.

Mr. Rea is survived by two daughters, Sharon Lester and Linda Schellinger of Springs, and a son, Barrie Rea of Wells, Me. His sisters, Carol Lambert and Eleanor Heise, and a brother, James Rea, all of Florida, also survive, as do two grandsons, a great-granddaughter, and many nieces and nephews. A grandson died before him.

A memorial will be held at a date to be announced in June.

Mr. Rea’s family has suggested donations in his memory to the American Legion Post 419, P.O. Box 1343, Amagansett 11930.

Before Kathleen Ann Aufrecht and her husband, William Aufrecht, started Bill’s Pool Service in 1991, she was a high school home economics teacher at North Babylon High School. The couple bought their house in East Hampton 10 years earlier and decided to retire here, but had divided their time between East Hampton and Marco Island in Florida since 2004.

Ms. Aufrecht died there, surrounded by family, on Nov. 13. She was 67 and had metastic breast cancer for eight years.

Born on June 12, 1947, in Erie, Pa., to Thomas and Kathryn Sullivan Causgrove, she grew up there, and graduated from Mercyhurst College in Erie in 1969, before moving to Franklin Square on Long Island. She went on to earn a master’s degree in education from New York University.

She and Mr. Aufrecht were married on June 27, 1971, and had four daughters.

“Kathy was a woman of many talents who cared deeply for her family, friends, dogs, and the occasional glass of scotch on the rocks,” her family wrote, adding that “she embodied thoughtfulness, strength, and fearlessness.”

In addition to her husband, she is survived by her daughters, Mary Aufrecht of Greenwich, Conn., Meghan Aufrecht of Naples, Fla., Christine Sauer of Franklin Square, and Karen Hanlon of Middlesex, N.J., and by three grandchildren.

A Mass was said at the San Marco Catholic Church on Marco Island on Nov. 21. A celebration of her life will take place on Saturday at Cafe Max in East Hampton from 6 to 10 p.m. Ms. Aufrecht was cremated and her family plans to spread her ashes in Florida.

Contributions have been suggested to St. Jude Children’s Hospital, 262 Danny Thomas Place, Memphis 38105.

Lewis Zacks, a much-admired artist who lived in Springs, died on Nov. 16, a day after his 83rd birthday, at New York Presbyterian Hospital, following complications of a failed surgery.

He was born in Taunton, Mass., the only son of Etta Hoberman and Robert Zacks. At the age of 5, he could draw anything his mother placed in front of him. When he was in middle school, a teacher who thought his talent remarkable gave up her Saturdays to drive him to Providence so that he could study at the Rhode Island School of Design.

After graduating from Taunton High School and Boston’s Vesper George School of Art, Mr. Zacks was drafted into the Army in 1951. He was assigned to Officer Candidate School on Eta Jima in Japan, while the rest of his group of basic trainees were sent directly to Korea. Mr. Zacks completed his training and rejoined his unit in Korea only to learn that almost every one of the men had been killed during their first week of combat. Each Veterans Day, for more than 60 years, he would remember and mourn those men.

Back home, aided by the G.I. Bill, he studied at the School of the Museum of Fine Arts, Boston, from 1953 to 1954. At the same time, he was taking courses at Tufts in a joint program leading to teaching art in college. In 1955, he decided, instead, to begin an art career in New York as a freelance designer and illustrator for ad agencies and book publishers. During his career as a commercial artist, he continued his study of fine arts at Pratt and Parsons, creating oil paintings, solar prints, watercolors, lithographs, collages, and etchings.

His passion for working in different mediums was the source of his joy, although it did, sometimes, make it difficult for art reps to categorize him for commercial purposes. Still, for the past 20 years, following his retirement from his multimedia company, he enjoyed seeing much of his work admired and sold.

Zacks & Perrier, the multimedia company he started in 1967 with his friend and partner, Mark Perrier, was a leading producer of films, videos, live stage productions, museum exhibits, and conventions for major corporations. The two, during the height of their success, were known in the industry as the fathers of multimedia. Mr. Zacks created the images. Mr. Perrier wrote the words.

Their production highlights include the Washington State Pavilion at the 1986 World’s Fair in Vancouver, British Columbia; the U.S. exhibit at the Paris Air Show in 1980; a 35-millimeter film, “The Boy From Mars,” at NASA’s Spaceport in Florida; a video wall at the IBM Gallery in New York City; “Art Cars,” a multi-screen film for BMW featuring Andy Warhol, Roy Lichtenstein, and Robert Rauschenberg making original paintings on automobiles; “The Intrepid,” a film about the aircraft carrier that was screened on the vessel when it opened to tourists in New York; an exhibit in the Soviet Union for the U.S. Department of Agriculture; the NBC affiliates show, in which the network presented its new season of programming, and the Coty Fashion Awards.

Mr. Zacks was married for 42 years to the poet Fran Castan. Together they traveled extensively, always working on their art while on the road. One result was the book “Venice: City That Paints Itself,” a collection of paintings and ?poems done during two long stays in that city.

Ms. Castan said the couple have enjoyed life with their blended family: From Mr. Zacks’s first marriage, Daniel and Stephen Zacks. From Ms. Castan’s first, Jane Castan, whom Mr. Zacks adopted and raised. Happily added in the last 24 years were their children’s spouses and five grandchildren.

A gathering to celebrate Lewis Zacks’s life will be announced in the near future. Donations in his memory can be sent to East End Hospice, P.O. Box 1048, Westhampton Beach 11978, or Meals on Wheels, 33 Newtown Lane, East Hampton 11937, two organizations Mr. Zacks believed in and supported.

Karen D’Avanzo, who had a doctorate in psychology from Long Island University, worked for Yale University in New Haven and the New School in New York City while also running a private practice and conducting clinical research. Her specialty was children and adolescents. She died on Oct. 23 of complications of Alzheimer’s disease at Southampton Hospital. She was 57.

Ms. D’Avanzo lived in Hampton Bays with her mother, Marie D’Avanzo Hammer, and her stepfather, George Hammer. Her father, William D’Avanzo, died before her. Mr. Hammer owned and operated the Shepherd’s Neck Inn in Montauk until he sold the business seven years ago.

Ms. D’Avanzo was a frequent visitor to Montauk and the inn, where her parents lived. When she married Mark Burrell in 1992, the couple held their reception there. They had a son, Eli Burrell, who now lives with his father in Hamden, Conn. The marriage ended in divorce.

Born on Sept. 10, 1957, in Manhattan, she grew up in Brentwood and Islip, attending the Academy of St. Joseph in Brentwood and Adelphi University.

Prior to contracting her illness five years ago, Ms. D’Avanzo was very active and completed several New York City Marathons. She also enjoyed skydiving. Mr. Hammer said that in the early days of her illness she tried to remain active, running and then walking, but eventually had to stop.

She had a humanitarian bent, and spent a year in Malawi working with a children’s refugee organization, and was also a devoted mother, her family said.

Two sisters, Donna D’Avanzo of Chandler, Ariz., and Joanne Maynard of Hampton Bays, also survive her.

Ms. D’Avanzo was cremated. The family will hold a remembrance gathering in Hampton Bays on Nov. 22.

Claire Mahoney-Haeg, who lived on Springy Banks Road in East Hampton for 10 years, died at home on Monday. She was 70 and had cancer for three years.

She moved to East Hampton from Centerport in 1999 after her now-husband, Richard Haeg, moved here. They would have celebrated their ninth wedding anniversary on Sunday, but had been together about 16 years, Mr. Haeg said.

Ms. Mahoney-Haeg was born on May 18, 1944, at Huntington Hospital to David Howard Taylor and the former Elizabeth Michael. She was a graduate of Georgetown University and received her master’s degree from Hofstra University.

A language teacher, she taught Spanish for the Half Hollow Hills School District for over 20 years. She retired more than a decade ago. She was a member of the New York State Teachers Association.

After she moved to East Hampton, she became a member of the East Hampton Ladies Village Improvement Society and the Ramblers.

In addition to her husband, Ms. Mahoney-Haeg is survived by her sister, Patricia Santelli of Oyster Bay, and a stepdaughter, Kristin DeLumen of Manorville.

Visiting hours will be held at the Yardley and Pino Funeral Home in East Hampton on Monday from 7 to 9 p.m. Burial the next day will be private.

Lewis Zacks, an artist who lived in Springs, died on Sunday at the age of 83. He leaves his wife, the poet Fran Castan, two sons, Stephen and Daniel Zacks, a daughter, Jane Birbara, and their families. A full obituary will appear in a future issue.