1984

I occasionally hear that my columns are difficult to follow; that many people don't recognize the names they read, or can't remember the faces of these people. This may be partly due to the fact that I make up a large percentage of these names, but I feel I should do something to help.

Here, then, is my solution. Many of you have a copy of the Aegis. Well, I'll stop writing for a few minutes to give you a chance to get your copy. Don't worry if it isn't a 1984 edition, or even if it isn't a Dartmouth yearbook. As I said, I make up most of the names, so you have an equal chance of finding them in the "Speonk Gazette." If you can't locate any yearbooks, a thick newspaper (preferably a tabloid) will do fine.

Now, to operate the visually integrated version of the 1984 class notes, when you read a name, go to the correct page and cut out the person's picture; then paste the picture next to this column. This will enable you to recognize the person whenever you pick up the column. If you think you're ready, we can try this first item.

Get your scissors ready because Kelli Goss (page 280, second row, pictured at left) was married to Marc Levesque (page 290) on November 24. According to a very observant Valley Nezvs reporter, Kelli wore a gown of white taffeta with an overlay of lace and satin which extended into a cathedral train edged with Schiffli lace (no picture available in Aegis). Several 'B4s were present at the wedding. Teri Paluszcyk (page 300) was the maid of honor, while Andre Collier (not pictured) was the best man. Debbie Logan (page 292) sang. Now, to fully optimize this setting, it may be necessary to (use a separate sheet for all the pictures. I'd like to suggest a piece Of white construction paper, edged with Schiffli lace, if possible, to help capture the flavor of the event. I'm not sure what the seating arrangement was, so it's up to the individual to decide.

I recently spoke with Karen Plafker (page 302), who is working in New York for Robles Communication, an advertising agency. Interestingly enough, Karen can also be found on page 59 of your high school yearbook or, at least, on page 59 of mine.

I was in Hanover for Winter Carnival, and most of the 'B4s managed. to successfully avoid me, But' I did corner Gene Haldeman (page 281), who is working as a paralegal in the real estate department of Skadden, Arps, some fancy-pants law firm.

Did you ever feel like you're missing out on something big, I mean really big? Like, for instance, maybe the rest of the class is still hanging out in Hanover, and you're the only one who fell for the old fake graduation routine? Well, Ted Dardani, guess what? While you are working away in New York, the rest of your class is hanging out in Hanover. That's right, while Ted (page 272 and pictured in action on page 242) is working in New York, everyone else is still hanging out at the Big Green. Kinda makes you feel silly, doesn't it, Ted?

From the land of high tea and sensible shoes comes word that Gordon Piatt is studying at the London School of Economics and working for ABC News. Gordon, who, by the way, is pictured on page 302, spent the summer camping in the USSR with fellow '84 Dale Perry (page 301). Dale is now in the navy (ours, I hope). I should mention that Gordon's letter says that there is always a spot on the floor for any transient '84s. Unbeknownst to Gordon, this fits in real well with the class junket to London that I am planning. If he agrees to throw in breakfast, I think we have a deal. Stay.tuned.

In the course of writing this column, I've spent a good deal of time looking over our yearbook. And I've made a pretty startling discovery. Some of the people in our yearbook didn't go to Dartmouth. That's right, there never was a Nancy Reagan or a guy named Yuk in our class. How did they get their pictures in the book? It was those wild and crazy yearbook staff people, pulling another of their legendary jokes. How did I come to this startling conclusion? Glad you asked. You see, I decided to get my yearbook signed, you know, like back in high school. So one day, when I was going to the White House for lunch anyway, I decided to bring my yearbook and ask Nancy to sign it. Well, you can imagine my embarrassment when I lean over the prime minister and say, "Hey, Nancy, great shot of you, would you mind signing it?" I don't think I'll be invited back.

Well, I hope you've enjoyed this new, visually integrated version of the class notes. Until next month, I am page 280.

Family and guests agreed that things got a little "mushy" when Rob Hirschfeld '83 prepared to rideinto the sunset with his bride, Anne Hartwell '85, on a dogsled. They were married in December 1984at the St. Barnabas Episcopal Church in Norwich, Vt.

1 Cindy Court Melville, NY 11747