1983
The sounds of summer in Boston: sea breezes in the harbor, the surf pounding against the shore, the moan from Fenway as Bob Stanley again snatches defeat from the jaws of victory. It's extremely difficult being a Red Sox fan at this time of year, especially for Nick Roberts, who's so wrapped up in pennant fever that he downs Fenway franks and Knickerbocker beer even when the Sox are on the road. Looking remarkably svelte despite this diet, Nick reports that he has found love in the Boston suburbs and that his fledgling advertising career "will blossom at any moment." Unquote.
Question: What does it take to go to New Orleans in June? Answer: It takes an awful lot, unless you have an affinity for 100 degree temperatures and 150 percent humidity. The lure of Mark Hausmann's wedding to Rachel Kaplan, though, was more than enough for a bunch of Alpha Chi 'B3s and a token Phi Delt. Mac Gardner, Pete Cholnoky, Bill Robbins, MarkHoward-Johnson, Dan Albright, Alan Eagle, Mike Golub, Greg Curhan, HowieBrick, John Leonard, Ken Johnson, MarcErickson, and the übiquitous BobbyGoldman all voyaged to the bottom of the South for the occasion, spending the better part of four days lying in the hotel pool, drinking whatever was available, and generally shocking the rest of the wedding guests into complete submission. The anecdotal evidence against this entire entourage is stunning: Bob Goldman, ostensibly in the middle of his bar exam preparations, broke numerous laws chasing young waitresses around "Pat O'Brien's" at 3:30 in the afternoon. MacGardner, still very loud after all these years, sang rugby songs in his familiar duck-like snarl. And pity poor MarkHoward-Johnson, who was torn all weekend between his responsibilities as a member of the wedding party and his latent desire to chug. One minute he'd be doing shots of tequila; the next moment would find him sweeping and vacuuming. Ho-Jo's complex personality quirks earned him the nickname of "Sybill" before the weekend mercifully ended.
Mike Golub, New York Mets fanatic and producer of "This Week in Baseball" (in that order), is taking a breather from calculating Darryl Strawberry's slugging percentage and heading west for Stanford Business School. Alan Eagle, who has worked maybe 32 hours since last summer, is taking this unique employment experience with him to Wharton this fall. Alan, who will be departing dark, dreary California in favor of picturesque Philadelphia, will be met in the City of Brotherly Love by Neil Donnenfeld, who has apparently grown weary of cold-calling people and trying to sell municipal bonds. Shanta Sullivan is in Atlanta, having just returned from teaching English in Milan. She's hoping to head back to Italy in the fall. George Sotos is an emergency room pediatrician. Kris Anderson can be found in Chapel Hill, N.C., working towards a graduate degree in public health nutrition. You may already know that Kris married Bill Huber in May 1984, but did you know that she now has a son? Mark William was born last January. Paul Aubin was married on August 16 and is with Federal Express in California. GinnieLower left Morgan Stanley, moved to Miami with her fiance, and is preparing to launch her own catering business. Joanne Woodsum has finished UPenn law, passed the California bar, and will be working at a law firm in San Francisco.
The rumor is false! Peter Cholnoky did graduate from Dartmouth. Almost two years ago, in fact. But Pete's not exactly sure of what all the Latin on his diploma means, so he still returns to Hanover just to make sure he doesn't miss any parties. "I went up for AXA's luau during Summer Carnival," he proudly reports, "and nobody knew who I was, so I could make a complete fool out of myself." In his spare time, Noky sells Apple computers to corporate America's finest. He may also have a girlfriend in New York, but nobody can substantiate this possibility.
"I have finally answered my calling," says Howie Brick. "I was born to be a litigator." If that means arguing with his friends about everything, then he's probably right. Howie's been at Hale and Dorr all summer; among other things, the slithering lawmaker-to-be managed a date with the corporate receptionist. Greg Curhan and Jim Freeman are keeping San Francisco's financial community wellstoked. Greg opens all of his conversations with "What are you buying? What are you buying?" Part of his Merrill Lynch background, probably. He's now with Montgomery Securities. And Dr. Freeman trades bonds with the Bank of America. These two have it all figured out: they're out of work each day by 2:30 and spend the rest of the day windsurfing. Oh yes, I forgot about the ski house in Lake Tahoe. Not too shabby.
Peter Farrar lives! After inexplicably dropping out of sight in Boston after meeting a girl from Northeastern, he has re-emerged. He now spends his time controlling the U.S. capital markets from the offices at Fidelity Investments. Mike andKathy Coster are heading out to San Diego soon, where Mike will continue working for the Bank of New York.
And finally, engagement news. ChipGreene and Patty Shepard are tying the knot in Maryland come November. MarkHoward-Johnson will wed Robin Flynn (Notre Dame '83) in September 1987. Dave Crane and Mary Beth Hennessey (Wheaton '83) will be married in Baltimore during November. And suspicious rumblings from Hawaii signal that maybe, just maybe, Alan King is also about to kiss the single life good-bye. Congratulations and cheers to you all.
That's it for this month. Keep Harvard weekend (October 18-19) marked on your calendars!
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