1972

You will have to pardon your weary scribe for a rather short column this month, but, after a major increase in information, the flow of letters has slowed down to a mere trickle of news with a highly immoral character. In order for me to maintain the high standards of the column it has been necessary to destroy or greatly alter what has been sent.

Rob Melnick did send me a letter which (at least in part) is possible to pass along to you. Rob tells me that the city-boy is about to opt for the country. After graduation, he made for the West Coast, and, after a stay with Rob Spears et. al., he headed back to his native New York City. On the way, however, he ran into Arizona (is that a state? Joe Leslie, forgive me!) and ended up as a graduate assistant at Arizona State University in Tempe. He reports that by the summer he will have his Master's degree in Audio Visual Studies and from there on, who knows? He says that the Arizona climate is outrageous as evidenced by the following stats recorded by Rob during a concert given on campus by the Indiana Home for the Criminally Insane Drum and Bugle Corps: sunshine during daylight hours-86%; sunshine after daylight hours 0%; average temperature for February-67; coeds with all-over tans-46.37%. We'd all like to thank Rob for these details.

From the land of automobiles and breakfast cereals, two of America's most consumed items, Bruce Shnider writes that he has tired of working with the Michigan Department of Commerce, and is ready to return to academia in the fall. He will enter a joint program at Harvard Law and School of Public Policy. For that he has earned a well-deserved pat on the back.

At George Washington, Bruce McLane is studying for his Masters degree in History, in between trips to Hanover. Rumor has it that Bruce is really an 85 year old frog in disguise, and only by drinking grape juice every morning can he live a normal life.

Chipper Ashley, who is getting married to the California girl of his dreams this summer, writes that Lance Link has shaved off all his hair and is presently enrolled at Claremont's graduate school of education. Though he likes the warmth of Southern California, he hopes to return to New England to teach, and perhaps to find some taller trees to climb.

William Kehoe is stocking shelves in a Washington bookstore. Upon being offered a position with more responsibility, Killer is said to have replied: "What, me worry?"

On a more serious note, Jeff Roper has been named youth director of the First Methodist Church in Salt Lake City. He is not a minister, but rather a conscientious objector engaged in fulfilling two years of alternative service. His outlook on youth and organized religion is that they must form their own opinions concerning worship rather than to grudgingly accept faith imposed upon them by their parents. To most, the church is but a symbol of something much greater, and, actually was it ever meant to be any more?

O yes, news of the Class child. I received the following from Robin Shear: "We had a baby 3/12/73, Boone Wingate Shear (boy). Were we in time? An engraved silver spoon ... pretty neat. Robin and Faye Shear, 4a S. Fairway, Pullman, Wa. 99163." Of course, the final decision will be made in the darker recesses of Crosby Hall (right J.H.?) but we, nevertheless offer our congratulations and best wishes to Robin and Faye.

We in 3A, in our ever-continuing saga of man v. concrete and steel, have an announcement of our own to make. In the last column I introduced you to Ghort, our pet garbage disposal. Well, Ghort is carnal!! He got together with our wastebasket and they have been blessed with a baby trashbag. He was too late for the silver spoon, but he probably would have eaten it anyway. All is not rosy however, as it appears that Ghort has been making advances toward our shower nozzle. Tune in next time for the exciting ...

Those wishing to contribute to the Brian Goyer Memorial Fund may send their contributions as soon as possible to Dean Paul Shafer, Hinman Box 6003, Hanover or to Donald Ritt '73, Hinman Box 3172.

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