1978

Real World, Act 11, Scene 5: Those of you who know me realize that I rarely get nostalgic, except when I think about bailing toilets at Phi Delt. However, with the advent of a new decade, one must pause to reflect on a hectic ten years at Dartmouth College. The seventies were years of extremes at the College - from coeducation to the Dartmouth Plan; from Phi Tau to Sigma Nu; from boot punch to disco;from Bruce Springsteen to You Laugh; from President Kemeny to Mad Dog; from Carroll Brewster '57 to Karen Blank; from a Lambert Trophy to four consecutive years without a football championship (ending with our graduation, by the way); from Gable and Watson to Bernfeld; from stop-the-war to stop-the-frats. There really have been a lot of changes. But when you think of all the changes that have taken place in more than two centuries, you've got to believe that Dartmouth is a pretty adaptable place, and has probably gotten better. However, I wonder if Eleazar Wheelock ever thought the drinking age in New Hampshire would be 21? Hell, in those days everyone would have been dead before he could have sold them rum! Anyway, in honor of the new decade, I trust that many of you celebrated a wild New Year's Eve, and made some resolutions that are "Already Broken."

Sit back, sip some Taylor wine, and think about how terrific Kevin Barber would be as a replacement for Orson Welles when they introduce their ripple flavor ...

New Year's Eve was a joyous occasion for those lucky enough to be invited to Jim "Sarge" Bullion's swinging roller-disco party in Boston. The guest list was so distinguished that it deserves player-by-player introductions. Fred Seligsen was in town for some deep-sea trolling from Pittsburgh Med. Freddie has been earning some spare cash by playing at some local sororities with his band, "Muff and the Chainsaws." Fred is featured on his Homelite, with Wanda Ryan doing backup work on her Poulan. Marc Bernfeld was also in town. Marc had just returned from Hollywood, where he had starred as Bo Derek's dream man in a movie called One. Bob Shuman had traveled eastward from Fruit and Nut Land Law School and was extolling the virtues of Ronald Reagan. When I questioned Shu about Ronnie's experience in foreign policy, he said not to worry, that Reagan had often encountered Pancho Villa on Death Valley Days, and had never backed off an inch. Speaking of Mexico, Bill Buonano was in town from Guadalahara Med School. Those of you who know Bill shouldn't wonder why the Shah went to New York for medical treatment. Speaking of med school, Bruce Kauffman, between hernia x-rays, and Ray Boniface, who has been busy avoiding 6'2" blondes in Cincinnati bars, took some time off to attend. Rounding out the crew were JeffCrowe, Chris Riley, Bollie Bollenbach, and John Lee, who is studying sculpture at Portland School of Art, which he claims is as much fun as med school any day. If this party was notable for any one thing, it was the absence of MarcFarley. Marc was a major PR man for the party, but when it was time to "ring in the new," Farls was nowhere to be found. About one hour later, the phone rang, and Marc sheepishly apologized to all, claiming he was snowed in, with his secretary, at Mt. Snow. Although usually a crafty devil, Farls was out of line this time. If he had looked out his window he would have realized that the closest snow storm was in Nepal. No wonder the guy keeps rooting for the Phils. Also absent in body, but not spirit, was Jon Walton, in his second year of law school at Michigan. Jon has been interviewing for some summer jobs in Chicago and Washington, D.C., but judges that no other city can quite match up to his native Detroit. Actually, he has two other motives for staying in the Motor City this summer: 1) a girlfriend (no details yet) and 2) so he can work out as the Wolverines' new punter.

If Marc had been with Tony Anella recently, he could have really used the snow excuse. With some Mexican friends, Tony spent seven hours one day climbing 17,887 feet on a snow-covered volcano called Popocatepetl that looks like the fourth line on an eye chart. Tony said he would write again to fill us in on the descent.

When adventure called, Paul Kuhn, along with Jim Bassett, responded: "Yes, I'll quit my job." Bass made it as far as a kibbutz in Israel before asking Paul to join him for a 8-52 sightseeing tour through Iran and Afghanistan, on their way around the world. Before leaving the States, Paul had various outings with Steve Thompson in Richmond, and Scott Brown, Bill Paganelli, Dave Dalury, and Cliff Fitzgerald in Cambridge. Not even many rounds of Bass ale could dampen Paul's spirits, since he realized that this could be his last chance to see the world before being drafted.

If Paul and Jim look out into the Indian Ocean when they're in the vicinity, they might see a ship the U.S.S. Stein. And on that ship is a fellow '78 Ensign David Hov. David wants everyone who is now behind the taps at SAE to know that finishing in the bottom ten per cent of the class does have its advantages. It can prepare you to finish at the top of the class in Naval Supply School, and ready you for a career in toilet paper management. And now, as he deals in toilet paper in the Indian Ocean, Dave takes great pride in knowing that he provides the last layer of protection between Iranian students and American sailors. By the way, Dave reports that he is writing a book called Around the World in Eighty Kegs.

Several other '78s have left the country and are now living in San Francisco. Leading this crew is Mindy Kassen, who is in her second year at Stanford Law School. Every day she meets up with Todd Baker in tax, which must be a pretty popular course this time of year. Occasionally they meet up with some other professional students in town. Bill Woods and Frances Hellman are going for Ph.D.'s in physics. Steve Pacala is after his Ph.D. in biology and is currently cloning lizards in the Caribbean. Karen Altman is going to be either a doctor or an engineer, but is not playing the violin in "The City," because that is what SteveDannen is doing. Meanwhile, Charlie Baylis and Todd Dunn are studying engineering at Berkeley. And, over at the B-School, Greg Hakanen '75 (alias boy dean) is doing what comes naturally - organizing the Stanford Dartmouth Club. Sounds like he has a lot of talent to work with.

I was reading the Sunday Cincinnati Enquirer this morning, when I ran across this picture of some hick from Post Mills, Vt., flying across the snow. I know you have to be good to be an Olympian, but when you make a Cincinnati newspaper I figure you have really made it big! Although you'll be reading this after the winter Olympics, I think we should congratulate Walter Malmquist for his significant accomplishments. By the way, the ChristianScience Monitor has described Walter as handsome and personable, articulate and selfassured. Although these are lies, he is a good guy and a great representative of Dartmouth.

By now Roby is probably on a basketball recruiting trip to the Button in Ft. Lauderdale. Pete should do well down there, as he is the only student in Dartmouth history to p.g. a year at Rollins College. I should probably back off on Roby. I mean, wasn't it he who, in 1975, Gary Walters promised would make Dartmouth forget about Scott Moulton '77?

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