1981

I suppose I should have expected this sort of behavior. Harold Williams called last night, demanding that I reconsider his selection as 1989 Class Notes Mascot. He had in his possession, he claimed, notarized telephone bills proving that he had woken me from the Land of Incomprehensible Jet Lag not at 3:00 a.m., as I had perhaps implied earlier in this space, but at 11:37 p.m. He wanted a recount.

To which I, dispensing Solomon-like justice, replied, "Tough."

I had, after all, only recently received special dispensation from Dyer, into whom I bumped at a festive holiday gathering in this, Boston's stately South End. Danielle is finishing her second year at Tuck, and looking for some sort of consulting job in Beantown so she can be near, of all people, husband Alec Kloman '80. Anyway, Dyer said I was producing some wonderful class notes, and added that I should feel free to further embarrass anyone I thought deserving but especially Harold.

We have a ton of interesting stuff this month, stuff more interesting even than the appointment of Hans Helmerich to the board of Baruch-Foster Corp. The Wall Street Journal found that very interesting. I'm inclined to report, instead, that Beth Shapiro Lewyckyj (no, I have no idea how to pronounce it) was mother last June 23 to a girl, Elise Deborah. Beth took the rest of the year off to do motherly things and to work on her economics Ph.D. dissertation. She'll soon return to her post as a government economist, but not before she and Ray move into a new house.

And, because everyone loves children, here are some more: Kirk and Annette Wilson sired a girl, Nicole Christine, in the heat of August; and Paul and Holly Burke Becker were parents last spring, though I lack significant detail on that one.

Willy Woodbridge began a two-year stint in Western Samoa, as a volunteer forestry researcher with the Peace Corps. Western Samoa, as in the South Pacific. Yes, it is a long way to go to plant trees. Willy earned a master's in forestry at Duke, then worked as a research assistant at the University of Massachusetts agricultural research center.

Then there is the amazing and true case of the Gilroy brothers. First, there's Danny. Danny, crack screenwriter, weathered the Big Strike by writing Sight Unseen, a suspense novel that will be published this spring. I hate it when people get their books published and I don't. Anyway, Danny is doing okay. Meanwhile, brother John got married, in August, to Denise Dabierro. Not only that, he was senior editor and a producer of "The Luckiest Man in the World," a feature-length film that represented John's first collaboration with screenwriter dad Frank Gilroy '50. John also directed a movie short, called "Millie the Moose," or "My Summer with the Moose," or something. Hallidie Grant believes it is autobiographical. Incredibly, the moose music was written by yet another '81 (though not a Gilroy), Pat King.

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