1956

51 Tradd Street Charleston, SC 29401

When it comes to a new job, breaking in is hard to do, to paraphrase a familiar song. Hard because no one yet knows you're doing the job and, therefore, sends no info. And because, even when they do know, they often don't take the time. So, like my predecessor, and the DI of TV fame, my plea will be, "Why don't you guys ever write?"

This is all by way of saying that I'm here, ready and willing, and I hope you will send in all sorts of information—fascinating, scintillating, titillating, or otherwise—about yourselves and our classmates for the edification and entertainment of all. Enquiring minds want to know!

As you all know by now, the memorable 30th was just that. Bill Behrens was good enough to send along a couple of pretty fair photos, one featuring Harry Tanzi. Harry is one of those remarkable people whose minds haven't skipped a beat and who, at least to me, doesn't look a day older than when he was peddling kegs to us in the fifties. The other is of Bill and PhyllisBeard, Don and Bonnie Alexander, and Anne and me. Bill, who is keeping the legal profession honest in Phoenix, writes that he has recently purchased an IBM word processor and printer, with the help of which, I trust, he will often be in touch.

Another photo, sent on by Clem Malin, our erstwhile scribe and present potentate, came from Jack Billhardt, our peripatetic bequest chairman, who was passing through Kyoto, Japan, in April and happened upon Bud Rosenthal. Bud and Sheila, he says, "are in Tokyo with IBM until June of '88. That will be a total of seven years in the last 12 spent in Tokyo for the Rosenthals." Jack, lucky fella, visited with Sheila and Bud from March 26 until April 9.

At the last meeting of the Alumni Council, I was honored to be asked to join Janeand Emerson Houck for dinner at the annual banquet during which Em received

one of the three distinguished alumnus awards granted this year by the Council. As most of you know, Em has served the class and the College in a variety of capacities, including president of the Dartmouth Club of Indianapolis, founder of the Dartmouth Alumni Association of Australia, class agent, head agent, district enrollment director, Tuck Executive in Residence, and member of the Alumni Council. From all of us, Emerson, congratulations on this welldeserved recognition.

We are fortunate to have former factotum Doug Keare as our class representative on the Alumni Council, on which I am currently serving as well. Clem will be representing us in the Class Presidents Association. As Clem says, "This offers us two avenues for continued participation in the governance of the College. To be effective, we need input from [air of our] classmates."

Finally, I'd add that this column can only be as effective as its contributors make it. So that I am not forced to resort to fiction, please let me know any interesting information about yourself, notes on other classmates, ideas for the good of the class and the College. If you'll do that, I should never have to repeat Clem's quizzical plea, "Why don't you guys ever write?"