1989

Help me. I'm experiencing Numeric Derealization Syndrome. 730 can't be equal to two, can it? Of course not. Nuh-uh. 730 is distinctly more than two. (Eat your heart out, Brian Davis, I did too learn something in Math 18. By the way, where are you, Brian?)

But wait. When I consider "730 days," I visualize an old movie montage, with calendar pages effortlessly fluttering by. "TWO YEARS," on the other hand, sounds positively monolithic, a looming Stonehenge. So what does this mean? Life disobeys number theory? Probably not. I think it's more likely a change in time measurement from counting in days, then in terms. . . and now in years. Whoa.

Neil Wheaton, however, seems to have no problem with time. Neil finished the Boston Marathon in a speedy 2:29, outrunning several Precision Airlines commuter flights. After cooling his heels, he intends to roam around Colorado, where he might run into Jen Gorman. Jen, who has been writing stories and just plain Wild West-ing in Jackson Hole, Wyo., is planning a comprehensive Southwest trek.

This information comes courtesy of MikeVan Leesten, whose roaming and trekking is just as wild but remains confined to Central Park and Penn Station. Mike eagerly awaits his promotion to associate at Goldman Sachs, scheduled for August. In July, however, he'll celebrate the marriage of Tom Budka and Tom's longtime girlfriend Sandy. This fall Tom begins the long haul toward a Ph.D. in electrical engineering at the University of Michigan.

Those of you who plan a different kind of haul should contact Tom Beecher, the entrepreneurial energy behind Before You Move. No longer at Bain & Cos., Tom and John Hamlin '87 aid people in transit by alleviating moving trauma. Before You Move notifies credit cards, magazines, etc., of their clients' changes of address, and also arranges for phone service and utilities to be turned off at the old address and turned on in the new home. So if you're moving within the Brookline area, save yourself some headaches and dial 1-800-B4U-MOVE.

Pam Bermam is making the bold coastal leap, closing the door on Chase Manhattan and stepping into the Hollywood scene. With some New York film and script analysis classes under her belt, Pam hopes to wheel and deal in L.A. as a literary agent. On the other end of the literary spectrum, Kris Moller is pursuing an M. Litt. at the University of London. But it's not all work and no play; a reliable source reports that Kris is "beating men back with a stick."

Intercontinental relocation is on the rise. Jeff Thomas and Keri Ueberroth plan to wed in Laguna Beach in September, after which they'll move to Paris. Jeff's management consulting firm, Corporate Decisions, is opening its first international office. AnnMorrissey has already staked out the Parisian Dartmouth territory. After finishing a course for foreign Francophiles at the Sorbonne last year, she's now tackling "the real thing" a Licence in Lettres modernes. Although Paris culture and flute lessons keep her busy, Ann hankers for some English mail: 6 rue de Serigne/75004 Paris FRANCE.

As mail, stories, announcements, and rumors filter in, I am continually amazed at how much my classmates' lives have indeed "commenced" in the past, er ... 730 days. But no letter has resonated as deeply as the one I received from Geri Toyekoyah, in which she describes a speech given at the University of Oklahoma by Wu'er Kaixi. Wu'er was one of the 21 organizers of the pro-democracy movement in Tiananmen Square and one of six to escape.

Geri writes: "Though I was one of many hundreds of people in the crowd, I felt as if he were talking to me, telling me Of... organizing the hunger strike, the mass worker and student rally, the violence, his escape, and the life of a student activist living in exile."

Along with Geri, I urge all of you to remember the events of June 4, 1989.1 feel as though our graduation will be forever deepened by the incredible conviction and courage shown by college students a hemisphere away in Tiananmen Square.

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