1973
Welcome ashore, mates
Seeing as our newly acquired vessel lacks a formidable christened name, the Captain kindly requests that all eligible seafaring mates submit their nominations for possible selection by 1200 hour July 4, at which time top choice will receive a year's supply of Bumble Bee Solid White Tuna - direct from the sea, of course. My boon companion, Commodore "T.D." Dewland, suggests "Sea Biscuit" . . . any further comments would be well-received. The Skipper's choice: "Rusty Rudder."
Speaking of bumblebees, etc. . . . the month of June seems to have its fair share of men and women overboard: Maurice Roberts to Martha Fain; Donna Bascom to '72 Jeff Clear (among such notorious singers as Ted Metz and KarenFagin); Sachem-resident Don Clark to Debbie; and Tom Dignes to Sandy LaVelle, now coed roomies at U.R.I.
Involved with graduate studies are Joost VanNispen at Harvard School of Public Administration; the studious Barry Brensinger,Rick Sholl, and Dick Bangs at the Crimson's School of Design; Bob Conway, Bob Ryan, and Rich Anderson at Albany Law; Bill DeLuca at Albany Med; Mike Havern at Tuck; Dan Fuchs (evidently accompanied by a very reliable receptionist) at Georgetown Med; and Dave Calcagni at U.V.M. Med.
They tell me Jim Gilley's getting his share of night life - Southern-style — at U.Va. Med, while Mike Klupchak keeps his distance with northern conservatives at Northwestern Law.
Also included among the list of "ineligible" bachelors - for the time being, at least - are Ray Sansouci at Thayer; Rob Miklas at Stanford Graduate School of Urban Studies; ChetHomer at Northeastern Business School; "legal minds" Lee Rosengard and Jack Terrill at Penn Law. Our remaining grad school bachelor is soon to take the trip down the primrose path, and will, thus, lose all respect from the Skipper - Andy McKibbin at Farleigh Dickinson Dental School. Rumor has it that Andy will share marital duties by late August.
Pete Friberg writes and tells me that home couldn't be closer when working for New England Tel. and Tel. as a communications expert. I hope he hasn't got his wires crossed when he tells me that Dave Sullivan's involved with a high-class night club nicknamed Charlie's Kitchen in Boston. He says plenty's always cooking at the local, and if any alums are in the area, don't forget to drop in.
Also on the job scene are Jaw Wright in Charlestown, W. Va., with Aetna Group; Tom Lane in Leominster, Mass.. with Proctor and Gamble; Bill McCabe somewhere out west selling real estate with his Dad: Steve Webster on the USS Barry, at last wording, wasting time between Greece and the Mediterranean, and wishing he was in New London; Buddy Martin at Wilbraham Prep (Mass.), coaching hoop and doubling as a bartender for the one and only "Shamrock'"; and last but not least, Duke Edgeworth somewhere in Michigan vying for a berth on a local minor league hockey team.
Nick "Vocal Chords" Miller, Tom "Danish" Beckman, and "T.D." (whose last name you must have memorized by now), accompanied by several gorgeous fillies, recently attended the 100th annual running of the Kentucky Derby. "Danish," it is said, came home $9.85 richer. It seems quite appropriate that he forward his winnings pronto to the Captain for services rendered him while an undergraduate Otherwise, some drastic conditions will have to be made!
In closing, I should like to quote from yet another recent correspondence (oddly enough, encased in a bottle, no less!) from the Masked Stork: "A quick note to divulge some important information. For all sons of Dartmouth who were lolling around fall term '72 ... The Masked man who rode about campus singing out Apathy transcends Reality, and who was responsible for the historic de-masking on the balcony of Hopkins Center one Halloween night, is about to turn traitor to his own cause. You see he is getting married. Now how can anyone who preached Apathy do something as involved as marriage? Obviously, it is impossible. The movement is therefore declared deac one by one we make compromises with those very ideals we once held so dear. But anyway. who cares?" Is there no more decency in the world today?
Again, that's all for news that's fit to print. As the great philosopher. Bob Jones, once said; "Tell the people that from my experiences, the captain passes to his left. . . always." How true! How true! Until next fall, a fond adieu ...
Cap'n Quigs
Secretary, 2039 Park Rd., N.W. Washington, D.C. 20010
Class Agent,. 27 East Raleigh Ave. Staten Island, N.Y. 10310
