1983

872 Massachusetts Avenue #307 Cambridge, MA 02139

"Hey-ho, let's go . . ."—The Ramones In addition to Dartmouth enduring a dry campus last summer, all class secretaries were forced to confront The Grim Reaper of word limits this month. So, instead of the normal 1000 word limit on my rhetorical acrobatics each month, now I've been guillotined to 800. This ain't no foolin' around.

For openers, I am delighted to report that Libby Schmeltzer was plastered all over the Los Angeles Times last spring for her bravura performance in the U.S.C. Cinema-Television student film presentation. According to the Times, Libby's "delightful and inspired" animation called Joy Meets Mr.Wrong accurately, depicted the L.A. social scene and was a pleasure to watch. Libby, everybody on this planet is hoping you can produce something better than Jaws 4. Go for it. Chris Fahland, who tipped me off to Libby's theatrical endeavors, has successfully wrapped things up at Stanford Law and was "planning" on taking bar exams in July before traveling to Australia and then heading for New York to begin working at a, yes, law firm. Chris's somewhat casual allusion to the bar contrasts sharply with Howie Brick's approach to the test, which basically involved the traditional Brick test-preparation methodology of hiding indoors for a month, studying only from the hours of midnight and on, and subsisting almost entirely on Fritos and clam dip. Howie was scheduled to seek self-revival by way of a trip to Africa and Mt. Kilamanjaro late last summer before reappearing in Boston to frighten partners at Hale and Dorr.

Paul DeVierno, now residing in Southport, England, apparently is a "Talking Heads" aficionado and spent considerable time updating me on his activities in the United Kingdom. Paul works as a soybean trading desk manager (I kid you not) for Cargill and seems quite content. He spends his free time captivating natives with his mid-Atlantic accent and warding off 65year-old women who still romantically recall Yanks who fought in World War 11. It is not important to them that Paul believes in Ollie North.

You won't remember this, but several months ago I had some very vague information on Liz Mueller and promised to provide more substantial news as to her whereabouts. This is one of the few promises I will keep. Liz launched her post-Dartmouth years at Chase Manhattan Bank in New York City, lasted there for about two years, and then was sent to Mexico City, that bedrock of financial stability. Liz doesn't articulate exactly what she did at Chase, but an educated guess would say "some kind of lending." At any rate, Senora Mueller has returned to the States, Chicago to be exact, and started chasing her M.B.A. at Northwestern's Kellogg School (hello, Beth Winnick), where she hopes to learn the trade of brand management. The more exciting news here is that Liz is engaged to one Cesar Manent, a southern gentleman of University of South Carolina vintage, and will be married next August.

The Mueller Update comes at a timely moment, because Anni Dupre checked in long enough to mention that she's in search of Liz. Just so that everybody's on the same wavelength, Anni has been bike riding with Leanne Eberly to clear the cobwebs before going subterranean at Harvard B-School. Leanne, in the meantime, is at Dartmouth Med and looks like a strong candidate for the U.S. national rowing team. Again. The three of you ought to write each other more often, because this was a,complicated paragraph to assemble.

Whither John Hall? Writing about John presents a real ordeal for me, because we took about ten history classes together. While I was panting to get my usual "C," John would stroll into class, New York Times tucked under his arm, find a seat in the back row, look bored for an hour, and then casually (and relentlessly) rip off an "A" paper. John, my father never liked you. But that's not important now. Anyways, Mr. Hall has left the MAC Group (consulting) in Cambridge, Mass., and traveled throughout the Far East last summer before starting a joint program in law and public administration somewhere in the Big Apple. TerrylDeutsch has just finished up a two-year stint in Italy as a U.S. Naval Officer and was set to move on to London for a similar tour of duty. Terri had no comments on the reflagging of the Kuwaiti tankers, but did say that she hope the next President won't rely on a Ouija Board to develop a Persian Gulf policy. Amen.

Joe Kirby apparently is back from military duty in West Germany and, at last report, was re-acclimatizing himself to U.S. topsoil back home in New Mexico. Joe will be commanding a division of pit bull terriers in his first official assignment as a certified intelligence officer.

Get psyched for Harvard Weekend.