1980
The New York Times touted it as a race to watch. John MacGovern, a Massachusetts state senator, in his first run for congressional office, was seeking to unseat three-term Democratic Congressman Chester Atkins. John received 99,736 votes. Atkins garnered 108,803. At least you're not alone, John. Over 95 percent of Congressional incumbents retained their seats in the recent midterm election. Marion Barry has a better chance of being elected President in '92 than you had this time around.
Speaking of changing politics, how about Eastern Europe? Our expert might well be Jerry Bird, a vice president in the Bank of Boston's utility finance group. With New England real estate having dried up, Jerry, wife Gay Macomber Bird '81, and a score of other bank officials toured Poland, Czechoslavia, Hungary, and Begonia scouring up business. Complete with gas masks and radiation detectors, the group toured the sorriest industrial specimens this side of Uniroyal's old Pasaic tire plant. "Over there," says Jerry, "they think the Clean Air Act is a new-wave rock group."
Not since J.R. tied the knot with Sue Ellen has Dallas seen such an affair. The cream of Dallas society was out in force when Scott"Zeke" Zashin wed Angela Taylor late last year. Also attending were Steve "Tex" Collins and Guy Dietrich. The Guy isn't easily impressed, but he was this time. "I tell ya," he said, "I haven't seen that much glitter since I checked out the Tower of London."
The snows of Kilimanjaro were less than kind to Harry Schulman and Chris Bensley. The manly duo figured they'd bag this Kenyan peak without any trouble. But the mountain had other ideas. Five hundred yards from the summit, somebody lost it. According to Harry, Bens was overcome by altitude sickness. Harry dragged him, moaning and gagging, to the summit. Bens has it the other way around. Not one slide in the eight trays that Bens shot on the trip has resolved the controversy.
As far as I can tell, Ellen Remsen hasn't lost a step. The former all-galaxy laxter gathered a few aging veterans for a relaxing afternoon of touch football. The unwitting victims spent the entire afternoon chasing Ellen into the end zone. Ellen attributed her success to her teammates, especially quarterback JohnCholnoky. In typically modest fashion and with apologies to Sam Wyche, she explained, "Noky and I have been teammates since grade school. We do everything by sight adjustment. So there's no need to discuss things before each play. In fact, we've been running a nohuddle offense since the sixth grade. Teams that are just getting to know each other usually have a tough time against us."
Nearly six months into this job, and I had not so much as a postcard from a single classmate, save Winston Hutchins. And Winston, vacationing in Hawaii, has already received from me more press than Al Sharpton at the height of the Tawana Brawley affair. Recendy, however, a letter did arrive. It came in a heavy manilla envelope. My first piece of truly unsolicited mail. My hopes were soon dashed. No news-filled missive was this. It was a CHAIN LETTER from Jeff Citrin. Apparently, things are pretty slow at Chemical Realty in New York, where Jeff is a senior vice president. Keep those cards and letters coming.
Not everyone is feeling the effects of the current, soon-to-arrive, or fleeting (choose one) recession. Jamie Ardrey was recently made a vice president in the structured finance (is that a euphemism for workout?) group at Paine Weber. Vicki Redel is a poet, and lives in Greenwich Village with her husband and son. Greg Henry is an FBI agent. JamiePhillips is a prosecutor in the Bronx. And I'm outta here.
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