1963

I sometimes fear that people are afraid to write in and report their news unless they have become vice president of something or other, despite the repeated efforts of your secretary over the last two years to be especially sensitive to non-corporate news and plain old interesting stories. (Your secretary, for the record, is not a vice president of anything, and only recently, in fact, moved into a job that is classified as "management," rather than "labor.")

So anyway, it was with great pleasure that I recently received, at the same time, from the same person, both news of his ascendancy to a vice presidency and an interesting story. I had called Newsletter Editor Dave Schaefer to plot the division of the spoils that had come in from the latest newsletter (the cards with information on them, not the Alumni Fund contributions), and he pointed out that if I really wanted some hot news I might note that he had recently been made a vice president of the advertising agency for which he works, McKinney New England. (Dave also continues as the agency's creative director.) What's more, Dave said, he had also become engaged over the Labor Day weekend to Carolyn Harby. Lots of people get engaged, of course, and since Dave and Carolyn have been going together since they met on a blind date for the Harvard-Dartmouth game in 1975, this was hardly startling news. But the way it happened made it an interesting story. It happened while they were fishing on a stream in the Dartmouth Grant, and Dave had already hauled in ten trout, which he notes, meant that "I was in euphoria." Carolyn was above him on the bank, focusing in on Dave's Waltonian achievements through her camera's telephoto lens. Dave notes that the bug net she was wearing added just the right extra amount of fetching, Garbo-esque allure to make her irresistible. So he mouthed the question: "Will you marry me?" Later, after climbing up out of the gorge, Dave made sure that Carolyn had understood. "Does this mean we have to go fishing on our honeymoon?" Carolyn responded. Dave was non-committal (and, truth to tell, he does hope to work in a little fishing when they go on their honeymoon next May). But then Carolyn capitulated. He raised the bug net and they kissed. They'll be waiting until next spring to get married, Dave explains, because "there's no point in rushing into things." Carolyn is a graduate of Emerson College and is in the process of getting out of the gourmet cookware business and into the antiques game. And, for the record, by the end of the day Dave had netted 47 trout, not to mention one fiancee.

Speaking of vice presidencies, and we were, I saw Steve Scott when he was in Philadelphia for an advertising conference last summer, and he is now a vice president of his firm, Johnson and Raffin, whose corporate headquarters are in Wellesley Hills, Mass. The Gar and wife Nancy also have some interesting news that their second daughter, Lauren, arrived last year. That gives them, if my calculations are correct, two under the age of three after a decade of just the two of them.

We have yet another vice president in Tom Clephane, with Morgan Stanley's investment research department in New York. Tom specializes in analyzing the potential of companies in the forest product and paper industries. This takes him on trips to Brazil and Europe to check out trees and the like. For the past three years he has been designated as the outstanding analyst in his field by a survey of institutional investors. Tom is living in Greenwich, Conn.

Dave Bunting isn't a vice president, but no doubt he soon will be. He completed the accelerated M.B.A. program at M.I.T.'s Sloan business school last June and is currently working as a real estate consultant putting together limited partnerships for commercial real estate ventures in New Hampshire and Massachusetts. He's currently living in Rye, N.H., where his wife Susan is principal of the elementary school.

Roy Benson writes that he has given up his post as head track coach at the University of Florida to become director (that's even better than vice president, right?) of Fitness Inc., which, of course, is an organization designed to keep the citizens of northern Florida fit — most particularly the area's cardiac patients. It operates in conjunction with Northern Florida Regional Hospital, and Roy reports meeting Al March at one of the hospital's recent potluck suppers. He also sees Brad Rogers, who has been splitting his time between the University of Florida and the medical center in Hanover.

Burt Albert reports that he recently had the good fortune — by pure coincidence — to be on hand for the ceremony at which Ken Foran was admitted to practice before the Virginia Supreme Court last April. Burt himself remarried last winter. His wife is the former Gail O'Dell, and they have moved into a new home in Roanoke.

Richard Swett is now practicing orthopedic surgery in Dover-Foxcroft, Maine. And MartinDavis is now a buyer for the A. W. Chesterton Company in Stoneham, Mass., a major maker of mechanical packing, mechanical seals, and other sealing systems. Martin is also president of the New England Society of Coatings Technology.

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