1979

As you read this, you can be confident that within days some dedicated soul will be elected/subjected/drafted to the throne of '79 secretary. It is a challenging position because '79s curiously assume that when the secretary is christened with pen and paper, a crystal ball is included, which allows their names to magically appear in the column. Maybe Ruth Adams would be pleased with my progress in creative writing!

As I clocked in my second day stuck in Stapleton airport last month, I dashed past John Currier on the way to my third stand-by flight. He barely recognized this misplaced Emmet and I barely made my flight, so all in all no info was shared, but 'round the girdled earth we roam. I later found out he must have been headed for Texas (there are a few payoffs for working in the alumni center). And more sleuthing reveals that he is doing Arctic research for Arco Oil and Gas in Dallas. Barb Smiley is also down in oil country and is getting her M.B.A. at the U. of Texas.

I always thought all the rocks majors instantly migrated to Barb's homeland upon graduation, but lo and behold they are scattered Bill Hicks is skiing down rocks rather than checking their content and brought in first place in the Snowbird Intermountain Master's Race this past season. Bill went on to the nationals in McCall, Idaho, in March. Kerry Herschel is using what she mastered in Rocks I (and what I flailed) and is shoving rocks around desks for Chevron in Los Angeles. Kerry passed a few to John Moragne while he was with Chevron. He then went to Stanford and has decided to check out eastern geo and is now somewhere near N.Y.C. Dan Goodwin is also in California and is doing geophysical exploration for Gulf. When Harry Griffith first said he wanted to take his rocks major and get an M.B. A., there were several silent chuckles (not by me, mind you); but sure enough, Harry qualifies as a local yokel and is at Tuck. This is probably the safest pastime Harry has ever had.

Chip Debelius reached out and touched me (too bad this is my next-to-last column my popularity was just starting to pick up) and reported, recited, and rumored that MarkHorton will officially be able to draw tall buildings in a single bound with diploma in hand from Harvard's Graduate School of Design come June. Since Mark and his cuter half, Megan Topping, have been commuting from coast to coast for the last couple of years, they will, we'll hope, be out of hock to Ma Bell by our fifth reunion. Chip will follow Mark's example (graduating, that is) in August, as will Scott Kilbourn. Most likely the West Coast will be the recipient of their talents. Maybe they can help John Saer consult and consume grapes. Since graduation from Stanford B School, John has been consulting wineries in sunny California I always knew his Psi U training would take him places.

The West Coast certainly has a magnetism for '79s: Carol Gieg has been be-bopping in San Fran while working at North Face; Bob Lucky is a little farther north and is studying in Washington, but since he never returned his questionnaire I could not take a sneak peak at what he is studying; Pat Crowell is a married man and his lovely lady is Susan Marie Marto, who is studying for her master's in speech pathology at Portland State; Mark Tomalonis figured he could sell them a few parts so he was one of the many who witnessed their uniting event.

Speaking of getting married, there were a few dangling jaws when Mike Teneriello took himself off the market a couple of months ago. Mike is heading for doctorhood in the Big Apple. Some other recent and not-so-recent marriages are Andy Rooke and Margarita Pardoe. Andy is working for Tucker Anthony and R. L. Day Inc. and they are living in Morristown, N.J. I had the fortune to meet his lovely bride last fall and Andy certainly has good taste. Rob Smith also gets my stamp of approval. Rob and Emily Lisberger 'BO were married in February, and they are living in N.Y.C. Approval of the month has to go to Doug McNeil, who married a fellow Hoosier, Chris Johnston. Doug is in law school in Chicago and they have started the next generation with a mini-Doug.

Maybe Indiana is the place to be Jeane Hanley called from my homeland, where she is a documentation specialist for Capital Holding Corporation and is commuting to Louisville. She said that joining her in the land of hogs and corn (second only to lowa, I might add) is Sam Abel, who is working toward his Ph.D. in drama at I.U. Moving east of God's chosen fields, Jeane said Bob Keefer is director of admissions at Princeton Seminary. Maybe Bob had the smarts to admit Chris Haydon, who graduated last year. Chris has his own church in Rhode Island and is also changing his single status, but word has not reached my pen as to who his heart-throb is. Chris must figure my soul is already saved because he never answers the messages I leave on his "Dial-a-Deacon" machine. Also of the cloth, and complete with her own church, is Judy Copeland. Judy graduated from Harvard Divinity in 1982 and is now in Connecticut with her husband, David Mayer, whom she met at Harvard.

Down in Judy's neck of the woods is Dibby Hatch, who has been influencing young minds at New Canaan Country Day School. Dibby is not the only '79 in the prep school world Josh Muskin is teaching at Germantown Academy near Philiy and Polly Ingraham is at Choate-Rosemary Hall. And April's pinch-hit-ter of the month, Nancy Wilder, has been slaving away (she paid me to put that in print, Woody) at Exeter for the past three years. Nancy decided she did not just want to start the women's ice hockey team when she was a young prep (She went there, you say? Ah, yes, she hides it well!), she wanted to coach it, and that she did.

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