1975

News, news, news. The column is fairly bursting its borders with information. Thanks go mainly to Dave Hunt, this month's Rona Barrett, who told all in a virtual confessional that was searing in its honesty. Dave didn't spare himself or his friends. Especially his friends. Was A. B. dancing cheek to cheek with D. Y.'s wife at the New York alumni club gala? Who does P. D. rush down to see at the Yale Club every Wednesday afternoon? Is I.B.M. sleeping with I.T.T.? Well, I'm sure you're all aflutter with titillation, so without further ado I present an expurgated (nay, bowdlerized) version of the letter:

"Steve Johnson [note how he goes after his friends first], still with Bell Labs in Holmdel, N.J., is working on a project involving fiberoptic transmission systems similar to those we see advertised on television. Johnson has recently been promoted to supervisor, which, in his words, 'means that I don't do anything anymore; I just make sure it gets done by somebody else.' I am informed by an ordinarily reliable source that he must be doing well because his promotion has resulted in a great deal of responsibility after only three years with the company.

"Jeff Little, now an account executive with Dean Witter Reynolds in their Portsmouth, N.H., office, was engaged in January to Cathy Sobin, a U.N.H. alum, I think. Jeff and Cathy will be married on March 21 in Beverley, Mass. Cathy is a flight attendant with Eastern Airlines and works out of New York. Apparently she will still be assigned to the New York office and will 'commute' from Hampton, N.H., where the marital abode will be established.

"Brian O'Sullivan and his wife Nancy are living in Bensalem, Pa., home of the Philadelphia district office of the Internal Revenue Service. Brian, who graduated from Dartmouth Medical School last June, is now an intern at St. Christopher's Children's Hospital in Philadelphia; he hopes that someday they will turn him into a pediatrician. Given the decline in the birthrate lately, Sulz has decided to contribute to his own advancement through a joint effort with his wife. (They are expecting their first baby in the spring.) [This section was much worse until I changed it. D. D.]

"Wendy Burrell changed jobs. After graduating from the University of Chicago Business School, she took up with Morgan Guaranty Bank, but made her move last summer to Philip Morris, where she keeps one eye on Seven-up and the other eye on up-and-coming companies that Philip Morris might want to buy. She reports that the perks of her job include a carton of cigarettes a week, which is more than she can manage to smoke. Any class member who wants a real deal on butts should send Wendy the name of his favorite brand (as long as it's made by P.M.) and a check or money order for an amount 50 per cent off the retail price. Wendy has bought a share of a house in Woodstock, N.Y., where she spends her leisure time smoking her extra cigarettes in peace.

"Ted Stone is still with the Pfizer company in New York. He lives in Manhattan, travels a lot, has been promoted in the past six months, and seems to be doing pretty well. [I know this doesn't sound as exciting as the Bohemian lifestyle that Dave described in the unex- purgated version of this letter, but I can't have these two guys at each other's throats over slanderous remarks. D. D.]

"The inimitable Harry Reynolds is still in the Upper Valley. He is the sole proprietor of Yankee Sports Cars, which hitherto has been a place where engines (usually belonging to foreign cars) have been repaired. I am now informed by Harry that henceforth Yankee will repair mostly foreign car bodies. Bodies were always much more interesting to Harry than engines. A story on Harry was featured on the front page of the August 2, 1980, Valley News. In an article that described Harry as an 'inveterate entrepreneur,' Harry managed to use the Valley News reporter as a vehicle for the dissemination of his own brand of Fitzgeraldian sexual innuendo. The article is great reading and, including a three-by-five picture of Harry, suitable for framing.

"Laurie Keeshan, I am told, has graduated from Washington University Law School in St. Louis. Her long-term ambitions and current whereabouts, however, remain unknown to this reporter.

"And speaking of this reporter, the latest development here is that my wife, Denise, is expected to give birth any minute now to our first-born. The doc seems to think it will be a big baby, but that's about all we know. Denise and I have decided to keep the baby as long as it does not make the dog too uncomfortable.

"By way of inspiration to the reprobates in the class, I confess that I have paid my class dues for the first time since graduation. It has finally been explained to my satisfaction that the class is not the College, and that whatever animosity I (or anybody else) feel toward the College should not be misdirected. Maybe others in the class who have shared my disgust in the past will also be willing to kick in their measly ten bucks if somebody promises them that the College won't get any of it.

"Bud 'Ox' Leese and his wife Claudia Zent Leese are happily ensconced on the grounds of Andrews Air Force Base in Maryland, where Bud-Ox is a captain in the Air Force Medical Corps, rehearsing to become one of those avesrarae, a general practitioner. Claudia has recently taken a job with Arthur Young after completing a master's program in consumer economics at the University of Maryland.

"Chris 'Minor Mole' Loftus is also a doctor, as is his wife, Sara Sirna, whom Minor met during medical school at Downstate in Brooklyn. They have just bought a house in suburban New Jersey and, at last report, were expecting to move into it in April or May. In the meantime, they are living in Riverdale (aka 'Da Bronx'); Minor is a resident in neurology at Columbia Presbyterian Hospital in Manhattan.

"Finally, I hear from Linda Allen that she is a resident in radiology at Mt. Sinai Hospital in Miami, having finished medical school at Emory and her internship in Cooperstown, N.Y. Though she describes Miami as a 'riot city,' she says the weather is great and, since she has to stay there at least two and a half more years, it is a good thing she likes something about it."

Thanks for the great letter, Dave. I received several other letters and odds and sods of information from the College as I was sending off this column, so they'll appear next month. Thanks to everyone for writing. Erratum: The phrase "God is in the details" was uttered by Mies van der Rohe, not Frank Lloyd Wright or Frank Smallwood, as reported earlier.

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