1981

It's a good thing I'm getting paid scads of money to write this column. It is a breezeless summer night here in the city, and about 140°. Which wouldn't be so terrible, except The Editor has hinted vaguely about paying a visit to crush several knuckles in my right hand if I don't deliver on time this month.

I've received several outstanding examples of professional attainment among our ranks. Like Tim Itin, who in January was made a "special limited partner" at Montgomery Securities in San Francisco. And Laurel Richie, now a vice president at Ogilvy & Mather and head diaperer on the big Huggies account. Thom Smith was named account supervisor at Hawbaker Communications, a Pittsburgh ad agency.

And Martha Wharton in February joined the University of Massachusetts Affirmative Action and Equal Opportunity Office as associate director. Martha ran screaming from law school in 1985, and joined the D.A.'s office at the Middlesex County Appeals Bureau. After that, she served as staff assistant for the Center for Law and Education in Cambridge.

I've also received several outstanding examples of matrimonial attainment. For one, Tim Phillips wed Nora Tracy on June 25 in Concord, N.H. Tim works at Endocrine Sciences, a company in our nation's capital that does things I'm not sure I want to know about. Nora teaches at the Madeira School.

Meanwhile, Bruce Keyser—sorry, Dr. Bruce J. Keyser—married Beth Findora in August. Well, I'm pretty sure he did. News of Bruce's engagement was splashed all over the Wilkes-Barre Independent, but the sloppy reporter was sort of vague on the actual date of the nuptials. I do know this much for certain: Bruce graduated from Jefferson Medical College at Thomas Jefferson University, and is a resident in ophthalmology at the Wills Eye Hospital in Philadelphia. Beth is a teacher in the same city.

Hugo Ribot did it, too. Incredibly, he wed Karen Tenenbaum, a banker with Citizens and Southern National whom I have never met but probably is a very nice person. Hugo himself is a resident in obstetrics and gynecology at the Emory University Affiliate Hospitals in Atlanta. And HowardMorse was married April 17 in Washington to Laura Loeb. It was a splendrous affair, and among the many present were several alleged friends including Chuck Nordhoff, Jim Huttenhower, Don Rosenthal and Rebecca Brackett—who promised me substantial bodily harm if their names appeared in any form in this space. Also in attendance: Mr. Matt Joyner, who described these Class Notes as "too light and breezy" to really have been written by me. Matt, Matt, Matt. Little did he realize that, with this remark, he had instantly nominated himself to serve as Class Notes Mascot for 1989. Or longer.

On that note: It has been an entire month since I appealed for a successor to AlGreenstein, and I have been inundated by precious few nominations. The number of nominations I have been inundated with is, in fact, zero. Al is, as I have said, a large and intimidating person, and he will not be pleased with me when he finds out about this. Please, let's do better.

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