1988

As you deal with the gloom and grimness of this dreary month, think this happy thought: in 16 months it'll (be Fifth Reunion time!

Okay, it's a bittersweet thought—reuniting doesn't only mean we'll all be together again. It also means we're aging, we're (gulp) mortal.

Most of all, however, it means it's time to get busy.

At our class officers' meeting during Home coming Weekend, we discussed the reunion committee. Many of you, spurred by an announcement in our most recent class newsletter, have already volunteered for this committee, and we're grateful. We can use more volunteers, however, especially those of you in the New England area. We want to be able to name the committee before this fall, so all those serving can plan to meet in Hanover next Homecoming Weekend. If getting to Hanover will be a problem for you, you can still serve by volunteering to help round up '88s who live near you. All those interested should write to Class President Dan Estabrook at 301 Encina Hall, Stanford University, Stanford, CA 94305-6076.

Now, on with the countdown. I seem to get a lot of postcards from people in Australia, and the latest comes from Melinda Harrington, who is sweeping up a sheep-shearing shed (say that five times real fast) in New South Wales. Melinda, a freshman tripmate of mine, actually managed to find a postcard depicting a sheep in mid-shear. She says that this job isn't real, it's only helping her uncle, so let's hope her uncle is the ranch honcho and not the head sweeper.

No longer sweeping up in New Hampshire is Diane DePriest, who's gone from introducing songs on a Claremont radio station to introducing pi to students as a math teacher at Pumell School in Potterville, N.J., a girls' boarding school for students with self-esteem problems or mild learning differences. Diane sends word that Kristen Marshall has moved back to her native "Texas to become a social worker.

Hanover social workers used to spend a failamount of time with a group called the "Sussell Ragers;" if you were in their number (and I know many regular writers are), you'll be glad to know that Rick Collari has graduated from Boston College Law, moved to Los Angeles, and taken a job with the firm of Morrison and Foerster. Rick ran into his UGA, Sloane Anders '87, when they spotted each others' Dartmouth stickers on the freeway; they pulled over to chat, and Sloane wanted everyone to know she's fine and working at a San Diego law firm.

Got a nice note from Kathy (Corbett) Brooks, who of course recently married Tim Brooks. The couple is now living in Indianapolis. Tim passed the Indiana bar and is working for the firm of Ice, Miller, Donadio & Ryan. (Would the first partner be Ice Cube? Ice-T? Hopefully not Vanilla Ice.) Kathy, meanwhile, writes that she's "looking for the one and only job out there that's going to make me completely happy." Good luck, Kathy. I'd bet a lot of us are on the same quest.

Next month's topics: What Doug Weiss, Mark Retik, and Johan Andresen have been up to; the colorful prose of Brad Auer, and, finally, why you're absolutely not hallucinating if you keep thinking that John Herrick is standing next to "Poppy" Bush on TV

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