1983

"I sent for ice, but this is ridiculous." John Jacob Astor, aboard the Titanic

Luckily for Derek Bronk, the U.S. Navy doesn't allow drinking aboard its prized vessels. Even more importantly, so far he has managed to avoid northern waters. When we last heard from swabbie Bronk, he was in Monacco, having just finished touring (not in any particular order) the Philippines, Singapore, Pakistan, the Suez Canal, and the Indian Ocean on board the U.S.S. Bagley. Some of the military's zeal for weaponry has obviously rubbed off on Derek, who reported being in "hot pursuit of Qaddaffi." At any rate, once the proud lieutenant takes care of that minor chore, he's due back in San Diego. Shore leave ought to be interesting.

Where-oh-where is Joe Kirby? As the song says, being all that he can be. The class of 1983's most reclusive member has written from his secret hideout in West Germany that he's still masterminding "army intelligence" (please note the juxtaposition of these two words) but can't reveal ]any more details. However, according to the Pentagon, Joe's next beachhead will hopefully be in New England or somewhere along the Pacific coast sometime this fall.

NeiVs flash J.B. McCoy and wife Carrie are proud parents! Jeremy Lee was born on March 24, weighing in at 7 lbs., X oz. Just to put things in perspective, Jeremy Lee is projected to graduate from Dartmouth in 2009, one year after our 25th reunion. Ouch.

Let's be honest. Isn't the restoration of summer vacation part of the graduate school appeal? Or is it that higher learning is simply too tantalizing to pass up? Whatever the reason, grad school ranks have swollen with the following additions. Dave Hartzell, vital signs intact even after two years in New York, has left Chemical Bank and returned to the books full-time in Wharton. Leslie Hogg spent the summer as an intern with American Express, doing a stint in the marketing department and adding credi- bility to the company's maxim "Minds over Money." She, too, has opted for higher study and gone subterranean at Columbia's M.B.A. program this fall. Amy Kavanaugh is at Babson seeking her M.B.A. And Will Cattan, Anne Albright, and Tracy Aronson are all singing "Lawyers, Guns, and Money" at Georgetown Law School.

Special Will Cattan update: the provocative Cattan, who once upon a time was our freshman class president and made us boycott our first bonfire because of 'schmen exclusion, was responsible for all George Bush's speeches you've heard in the past three years. He is now happily married and living in Washington, D.C.

Stu Downs's timing is all wrong. He left Boston even before Roger Clemens won his 20th game for the Red Sox and can now be found in Atlanta, where he's working as an energy consultant and trying not to acquire the typical southern twang. The good news is that he's hoping to be back in Beantown again soon. Jonathan Lourie has taken corporate finance overseas to London, where he and Bill Burgess 'Bl teamed up for Morgan Stanley to do presentations in Paris and Geneva for a high-tech company.

Sir Edmund Hillary climbed Mt. Everest because "it was there." Does Andy Evans have similar motives? Better yet, does he have ones that make more sense? Andy's been, of all places, perched high in the Soviet Pamirs, assaulting some of the tallest peaks in the Soviet Union. "There I was," he reports majestically, "having caviar with the Russians at 20,000 feet." At summer's close, the news agency Tass revealed that Andy was scheduled to descend from Olympus, return to Stanford, and launch his fourth year doing doctoral resarch in geology. According to Dr. Evans, Carlton Schneider is "working and playing" in Boulder, Colo., while PeteHassey can be found in San Francisco, windsurfing in the bay and working at IBM in his spare time.

The lure of la vie francais remains pow- erful, even despite the new visa require- ments in France, and has pulled in Michael Cooper as another one of its many willing victims. The Paris corre- spondent reports sighting Citicorp execu- tive Lisa Cholnoky on the Ille Saint Louis, lawyer-in-training Eric "Ears" Val-ley, and Stanford M.B.A.'er Alfredo Rief-kohl. Michael also mentions, with remarkable journalistic clarity, that ClayCafiero is in the process of ". . . getting his M.S., Ph.D., whatever, in Chicago." Good luck, Clay. Somewhat ominously, scribe Cooper concludes his bulletin with this terse declaration: "Mike Coster is on my hit list."

Boston vignettes: Frank Davis has just finished securing his M.B.A. at Babson and is now at Shawmut Bank's human resources department. The self-proclaimed world's greatest Dallas Cowboys fan was recently spotted at the "Jukebox" in Boston, surrounded by women and casually sipping a white wine spritzer. F.X. Jacoby, who specializes in real estate syndication Ed. note: is that legal?] continue to tear up Winthrop Financial Corp. And Lang Davison, sadly, has left the Hub for points unknown, presumably to polish his writing skills at some journalistic sanctuary.

As the brides go tearing by: Susie Alexander married Pat Vigherie 'B2 in Milton, Mass., early this summer. Bob Dell Isola joined the matrimonial ranks in September. And Martha Sundberg was married in Minnesota on September 20. Congratulations and best wishes to you all.

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