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Nice try, George. So we’ve stooped to spouse-slamming. Well, my husband laughed. When you go to a school that drapes its students and alumni year- round in Halloween colors you develop a sense of humor. Please note that, because I’m such a gentleperson, I’m not even going to touch your spouse.

Speaking of spouses, Carol Davis married Robert Fiske of New York last may. However, I lost the picture she sent, so I’ll have to delay details until my next column. I’ll report instead on Emily Bakemeier’s marriage to Alain Moureaux ’Bl in June. Itwas an extrav- aganza on the shores of Lake Champlain with so many Dartmouth attendees that the pic- ture had to be shot from about 100 yards. Off the bat I remember seeing Cheryl Bascomb,Jenny Chandler Hauge, Mary ThompsonRenner, Lydia Chambers, Bobby Charles,Pete Saltzman, Carol Davis, Becky Forbes,Jill Rizika, Rosie Dupre, Marrin Robin-son, Bill Johnson, Don “Brad” Bradshaw, and Tom Burack, who are all doing inter- esting things about which I have no room to elaborate.

J.B. Friday sent a computer message to “Chubbers@Dartmouth.edu” reporting that approximately a year after weathering hurri- cane Iniki on Kauai, he and Katie Steams Fri-day produced Nathaniel in September. Does anyone wonder what they were doing during the storm? Apparently, if it weren’t for con- stant feedings, they’d be making the kid go hik- ing and biking. I just hope child protective ser- vices of Hawaii does not read this column.

Mike Rafter called. Unlike most of the rest of us whose reality is Death of a Salesman, Mike followed his dream in the unpredictable world of music. I myself saw him about ten years ago in Atlantic City where, aside from arrang- ing, musically directing, and playing the piano for some show, his chief responsibility was to keep the alcoholic has-been star from falling into the footlights. Anyway, he has since scaled the heights. Mike was musical director of Gypsy on Broadway, starring Tyne Daly, and was drafted to do the same for the movie. He reports that Hollywood and movies are very draining, and that as soon as the film wraps, he’s going to rent a house in Tuscany for a month. He’s either getting paid well or he’s gotten tight with Franky.

Becki Ambrose left Seattle this fall to begin graduate school in education at the University of Wisconsin—Madison. Last sum- mer while in Alaska with Buddy Alec Win- ters ’Bl, she caught a news flash on NancyPease, who won the women’s division of the Crow’s Pass Crossing, a 28-mile marathon race, for the eighth time with a time of 3:31:50. (Eighth overall.) Interesting—that’s about the amount of time it takes me to suck down a batch of raw cookie dough. The race requires die participants .. . strike that.. . lunatics to scale mountains, wade across two icy and swollen rivers, and run repeatedly through thickets of some exotic tundra plant that pro- duces painful allergic sores. What a luxuri- ous experience. Nancy has also dominated the Mount Marathon race, which originated in a dare between drunk gold panners, and which Becki herself, no stranger to tough hiking, attempted to simulate. She reports, “I had to turn back after 15 minutes of scrambling straight up a 90-degree loose rock cliff . . . When we walked away from Mt. Marathon we concluded that Nancy must be a little crazy, and also in incredibly good shape.”

And now I have to go for a run or I’ll either smash every mirror in the house or start send- ing poor Nancy Pease hate mail. Happy Hol- idays to all!

N X ancy Pease dominated the Mount Marathon race, which originated in a dare between drunk gold panners. « -Philippa Guthrie ’B2

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