1981

I'm back. Sorry, but my contract runs for another year. Maybe longer. You'll just have to live with me. Mrs. Jean Miller of Sugarland, Tex., writes: "My son Stan D. Miller will receive his law degree from Syracuse University School of Law, May 21, 1989. Hope this information will make the press deadline." Well, Mrs. Miller, it did but not until now. I've been a little behind.

On the subject of yesterday's news, LloydWidom has been awarded the Chartered Financial Analyst designation, one that required a "dedicated effort to pass three sixhour examinations over a minimum of three years." I confess to having possessed this information as early as five months ago. I have been remiss.

Mark Rosenblum wrote a nice note. He wrote it on March 11, only to have it callously ignored until now. "I'm one of the many classmates you probably didn't know while at Dartmouth," he says. (This is true. But then, I hid in a windowless closet through most of my four years.) Mark finished his Ph.D. at Stanford last year, concentrating centrating his thesis research on electrochemistry and solid state physics. (I was going to do my thesis on electrochemistry and solid state physics, too. But then I thought, jeez, everyone does that.) Now, he toils in Mobil Solar Energy Corp.'s cell processing R&D department and resides in pastoral Woburn, Mass.

More news from the files. Dean Lodmell is shopping companies around for Tasman Chase, the U.S. subsidiary of an Australian company. This in Manhattan, where he's been ensconced since he high-tailed it out of Harvard Business School in '85. His wife, Diane, is a trading analyst for Goldman Sachs.

Justine Cassell has been awarded a Spencer Fellowship, which will fund the last year of her doctoral research in linguistics at the University of Chicago. That is, she's studying linguistics, and doing it at U. Chicago. Her thesis: "The Development of the Notions of Time and Event in Narrative and How They Are Marked in Speech and Gesture." I almost wrote about that, too.

And Dave Shula has left his father's staff at the Miami Dolphins to join the Dallas Cowboys as an assistant coach. Um, that's football, of course. It may be that half the world knows this already, but I just have to make sure.

Then there's Pat "World Champion"King. Pat "Justifiably Arrogant" King. Pat is the captain of New York Ultimate, Manhattan's finest ultimate frisbee team. "You have to be fit to play ultimate, because in a championship-level game, it's like running continuous 440s," Pat told Sports Illustrated. Last year, Pat's intrepid charges partied extensively, then subdued Sweden and Finland to take the world title. SI asked whether the fellows were confident as they approached the nationals in San Diego over Thanksgiving weekend. Pat replied, "No, we were justifiably arrogant." Unfortunately, they lost.

Finally, this from the Powers that Be. Your presence is expected at this year's '81 mini-reunion, October 14. That's Homecoming Weekend. DOC House. Disk jockey. Tons o' friends. And a spectacular cameo appearance by Harold Williams as "The Man." Practice for the real reunion next Tune.

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