1975

Last year I opened the November column with a glowing (!) description of the inevitable events which occur during the closing weeks of the fall term prior to the Thanksgiving recess. I shall refrain from repeating myself and simply proceed with the news at hand - slim though it is.

The column this month will be divided into two separate and distinct parts. The first part will be devoted to news from our classmates and the second part will reflect classmates' attitudes and reactions to an addition to the campus.

The news begins with a report on the September 4, 1976 wedding of Rick Waddell and Cate Marlette who were joined on that day in Buffalo. Yours truly shuffled off from Boston on the Thursday prior in time for the bachelor's party sponsored by the groom's brother and best man, Bob Waddell. Due to the fact that the wedding party included Dr. Joe Durham, Paul Serenbetz, Bruce Williamson '74, and two of Waddy's best friends from Pittsburgh (Patriots 30, Steelers 27) I have little recollection of the events which transpired during the balance of the weekend. I do, however, recall a nervous groom stating on Friday night before the ceremony, "If I could go, out and hire eight ushers right now, I would." Just then, Dr. Durham cracked a chilly and declared "I'll drink to that!"

As we all expected, the wedding went off without a hitch. The reception that followed was a lovely affair held at the Marlette homestead and all had a great time, except for Rick's cousin who, after getting a little out of control, was encouraged to take a dip in a neighbor's pool. Being the good sport that he was, he treated us to a champagne breakfast the next morning. It was a shame he wasn't there to enjoy it.

Bill Keegan wrote recently to inform us of his plans to teach math and science at the secondary level for the Peace Corps in Malaysia. He will be gone for two or three years and is anxiously awaiting his departure.

Dave Hunt sent me a long letter a few days ago in which he included much news of several classmates. The balance of Part I of the column will be excerpts from his letter.

"I got married on August 21 at Princeton, N.J., (not at the University) to Denise Barbera, UNH '75, and high school sweetheart. A number of the boys managed to attend: Jeff LittleChris Loftus, Mark McAleenan, Mark Ditmar, Kevin Kelley, and Harry Reynolds made it, as well as Roger Clarkson, Steve Johnson, and Wendy Burrell. Two of my ushers were Bud Ox(Chemistry Bob) Leese and Brian O'Sullivan.

"Jeff Little has moved with his family to Stratham, N.H., where he and his brother Brad represent Executone in New Hampshire. Chris Loftus (alias "Minor Mole") is living in Brooklyn and should by now be heavily steeped in his second year of med school at SUNY-Downstate. His apartment has the singular distinction of being the only place I've ever visited that may have more roaches than the place my wife and I just moved into.

"Harry Reynolds still lives in Lyme, N.H., and still has crazy ideas about starting a sportscar magazine for northern New England ... Roger Clarkson has moved from Norwich back to Hanover in order to become registered with the state government as a real estate broker.

"Steve Johnson finished his B.E. at Thayer School last June, and is now at U. of Illinois for an M.E. He was one of a very few recipients of a special fellowship award at Illinois. BrianO'Sullivan worked last year as the director of the Dartmouth Film Society and is now living in Lebanon.

"Finally, there is Bud Leese, now in his second year at Richmond. Ox is also in the Air Force Reserve and spent a hunk of the summer at a base in Texas getting used to military life (tennis, beer, and salutes from 45-year-old sergeants - Ox is a lieutenant.)"

Dave, now living in Chicago and in his second year at the University of Chicago Law School, winds up his letter with the following postscript: "Just for the record, I still hate coeducation, I still think Kemeny is a spy sent by Princeton to ruin the College, and I still believe that the real Board of Trustees is locked, incommunicado, in an igloo on the north pole unable to help us or themselves as the current group of impostors (representing the interests of Harvard, Yale, Princeton, Columbia, and Slippery Rock State College) conduct the Big Green down the road to coeducational oblivion."

From that postscript we make a smooth (albeit rapid) transition to Part II of the column which will be abbreviated because I had more to write about than I originally thought.

As I previously mentioned, this is a collection of reactions, observations, attitudes, suggestions, and profanities (they will be editorially amended) regarding the newest addition to the Hanover Plain - the work of art in front of the library located across the street from Parkhurst. For those who haven't seen this spectacle, it is a mass of iron beams welded together to form a mass of beams welded together.

Regretfully, space will not permit any more than a few comments from fellow '75s. ClaytonSnodgrass writes, "I think it would make a terrific gift from the College to the undergraduates of Harvard who could present it to Radcliffe as a symbol of their undying affection."

Rodney Tumbleweed suggests that it be moved to Occum Pond during the winter to be used as a device to determine at what point in the spring the ice is too thin to support a hockey game. Walter Wamsutta stated, "It would make a fine bridge between McDonald's and Burger King for those who want onion rings with their Big Macs and are afraid to cross through the parking lot."

Harold H. Harold III wrote that "Finally the residents of Hanover have a place for graffitti." Finally, in defense of art's work, Felix Feline observed "I think the sculpture is great. Baker Library needed a little jazzing up. Now it doesn't look like just any other college library."

We're out of room for this month. Have a happy Thanksgiving.

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