1981

You know that feeling, when you've just come back from a trip to a land far away, and your body is jet-lagged beyond comprehension, and all you want to do is drop your bags, plant your face in a pillow, and sleep for about 300 hours? That's pretty much how I felt one night a couple of weeks ago, when the phone rang. It was three or four in the morning, and this is how the conversation went: Exhausted Class Secretary: "Unggh?" Voice at Other End: "Keith?" ECS: "Uhhhhh ..." VOE: "It's Harold!"

Harold, as in Harold Williams, recently retired hot-shot Chemical banker, soon to become one of the truly great students of law in this century. I was, of course, speechless.

ECS: (Slowly returning from the Land of Incomprehensible Jet Lag) "Um, can I call you back tomorrow?"

Well, it turned out I couldn't. Harold was, in fact, calling from a pay phone somewhere north of San Francisco, a destination to which he had been bicycling day and night from points north. Did I, he wondered, have Al Greenstein's phone number?

Overcome by the irony of the moment, I immediately named Harold our Class Notes Mascot for 1988-89, hung up, and returned to my pillow, which was still warm. So, congratulations to Harold Williams. We have some lovely parting gifts for Al who, after all, has been a very great mascot without much choice in the matter.

Among the many runners-up was PatBerry. Pat was understandably distraught when I informed her of the judge's decision, but she had some pretty fair consolation prizes. First, she has been named a senior editor at the new Sports Illustrated for Kids, a hip version for adolescents of the celebrated swimsuit fashion weekly. Also, she's getting married very soon to Mitch Heisler, a real estate mogul in New Jersey. Their engagement represents yet another testament to the time-enduring romantic combination of blind dates ana Monday Night Football', which is how Pat and Mitch met.

A second runner-up, largely on the strength of Al Greenstein's personal nomination: Hallidie Grant. Because of Hallidie's "hard work, dedication, and leadership" as head agent, we that is, the class of '81—have surpassed our 1988 Alumni Fund goal of $35,000. I don't believe Hallidie has been appropriately embarrassed in this space yet. But she will be.

And, on the subject of College news, Patsy Fisher-Harris, whose recent nuptials were discussed recently in these Class Notes, has returned to Hanover. She's now assistant director in the Office of Alumni Affairs, working with the Alumni Council, class reunions, and alumni seminars.

That's it. Send news. Send news about Harold Williams. I'm running low.

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