1969

My column suffers this month from a malady called lag time. As I sit to write these November notes, the September issue has not yet arrived. As a result, none of you know where to send those interesting bits of information upon which I depend. I must, therefore, take a different tack and reach into a vast storehouse of information I have been saving for such an occasion.

The sea called and the Norse blood that flows through Jon Swenson answered. The Swede and his family rented a pleasure craft and spent time this summer cruising about the San Juan Islands in Puget Sound. Swede says he is seriously contemplating taking up residence on a boat. He seems to like the idea of being permanently transient. Last summer (1982) he sold his worldly goods and moved from Portland, Ore., to Hawaii for three months. His house in Portland is still available if anyone is interested. He now resides in Seattle, where he heads up Jon Swenson, Marketing. The boat he rented for the summer was named Leprechaun a clear case of "Eric (the Red) Go Braugh."

Paul Jerde recently got married and gained a ready-made family in the process. In addition to wife Marilyn, there is Erica (eight) and Peter (six). The Jerdes reside in Boulder, Colo., where Paul is vice president in charge of finance for Auto-Trol Tech Corporation, a company in the CAD/CAM field. Paul insists that CAD does not stand for computer assisted dating. Paul says the only classmate he keeps up with is Randy Wallick, who works for Touche-Ross. Paul started to explain Randy's job, but I'd rather Randy write and explain it himself.

This summer I had the pleasure of seeing two classmates. Allen "Oregon" Denison was the first. Oregon stopped by after the reunion with his wife Martha and two children. Oregon is an architect in Portland (no, not Maine), having completed his degree at Columbia University. You may remember from the class newsletter that he co-authored a book on Victorian houses in Port Town-shend, Wash. Oregon's visit to the east coincided with a massive heat wave that broke just as he left for the great North west.

The subject of heat waves brings me to the second classmate I saw Mike Rieder. I visited with Mike and his family in Philadelphia during another major hot spell. No problem, though. Mike has central air conditioning, three room air conditioners, and an attic fan. In case of a power outage, his wife Andy is prepared to drive around in their air-conditioned car. Mike is in his second year at the University of Pennsylvania Medical School and loving it. His anatomy professor last year was a fellow '69 but Mike didn't realize it at the time. Unfortunately, I don't remember his name but that gives the mystery medico a perfect reason for writing me.

Dick Glovsky, our class president and all around bon vivant, informs me that he has left his old law firm to open his own office. His new business address is at 31 Milk Street, Suite 300, in Boston, which is just down the street from his old office. If Dick is as good a lawyer as he is a fund-raiser, then he's the one I'm calling if I'm ever arrested.

Personally, I am still teaching high school science in Haverhill, Mass. More and more it seems that density is a state of mind rather than a scientific concept for my students. I have one of the finest computers and word processors available. It is the one I was born with. Unfortunately, it is mostly software and getting softer and there is an increasing amount of down time as I get older. Take care and write.

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