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October 14—16 are the dates, Hanover's the place, and now is the time, if not sooner, to make arrangements with Bob Tepper to join classmates at the 1988 fall class reunion. You can count on a full weekend that includes the blazing celebration of Dartmouth Night, sports galore, camaraderie and class business, and the beauty of a campus still graced with the glow of autumn.

Be there.

Jake Gidney will have to make the trek from Reno to be there. The Gazette-Journal reports that Jake, who headed his own accounting firm for 25 years, is now special consultant to Haskins & Sells. Steve Winship will be there, but a hop, skip, and a jump from one place to the other, and he can update us about several classmates he keeps in touch with. But one item won't keep: Steve wrote to say that Sam Pratt, when he established a new life income trust in the Old Pine Pooled Income Fund, became the distinguished donor of the 1,000th "life income plan" at Dartmouth. The bequest program, begun in 1951, has become one of Dartmouth's most important sources of support for endowment, plant, and other long-range purposes— more than $163 million from estate planning to date. To be there, consult Steve.

Did you know: That Tuck School is exporting its M.B.A. program to the International University of Japan in Niigata, a ski resort 90 minutes northwest of Tokyo by train? That the student-built Green Solar Racing Machine raced this summer in Switzerland's annual Tour de Sol? That Alan Stern probably set a record by having his letters to the editor published in two successive issues (April and May 1988) of the Dartmouth Alumni Magazine? That the homestead of Don Hanks at Big Green Farms, Inc. of Salem, N.Y., sports a Dartmouth weather vane? That Yankee magazine's February 1988 issue included a nice article on Hanover? That the sentence "Please respond at earliest convenience to avoid class the expense of additional mailings" is printed on our class dues notice? (By an English major, no doubt.)

Something you didn't know, and, remember, you're hearing it here first, is that DAM and the class secretaries have spent some time fussing about the length of obituaries. The suggested word limit, when I'm wearing my necrologist's hat, is down to 200 at least for the moment. (This column was previously cut from 800 to 500 words.) Whatever the limit, incidentally, anyone wishing to submit his own obit, anticipatively, is welcome to do so. (No fair after the fact; that's too spooky.)

For myself, I'm content merely to have come up with an epitaph: "The joke is on me." How about an epitaph contest with prizes to be presented at the 50th? Are there any takers out there?

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