1975

[The following column shouldhave run in the February issuebut apparently got "lost in theether" when it was faxed to theAlmnni Magazine.]

My trusty Mac portable and I are just taking off from the Portland, Ore., airport, where we have spent a great weekend flyfishing for steelhead on the Deschuttes River with fellow '75 DavidWendell. While I was successful in landing a beautiful "redside" trout, I was skunked by the steelhead. Not so for the young Woo, who pulled a 30-inch, ten-pound beauty out of the river. To quote him at the time, "I think I need a new pair of underwear." A man of many tal- ents, Dave is taking advantage of our plane trip back to San Francisco to dictate a few letters in his capacity as a managing director of corporate finance at Pacific Growth Equi- ties. These letters are to follow up on meet- ings in Portland which were so conveniently scheduled for the day prior to our fishing trip.

David just returned from the East Coast where he saw his ex-roommate, David"Lammy Pie" Lampert, who was celebrating his big Four-O. The Pie is president of Swix Sports, U.S.A., known nationally for its lines of ski wax and related apparel. David W. recounts how he and David L. went mountain biking with Mrs. Pie fibril), who consistently left them in the dust on die steepest of grades. Thanks to proud parents, we have news on

Rob Hier and Hal Macartney. Rob's father sent me a press release announcing that he had been named manager of European sales for Southwall Technologies, where he will be responsible for market development of Southwall's window products. Rob moved to Southwall after seven years in international banking, the last five with State Street Bank in Boston. He got his M.1.8. from Thunderbird after majoring in languages at Dartmouth (he is quadralingual, as opposed to monosyllabic, like many of us other '75s).

Hal's mom writes that he is now living in Aberdeen, Scotland, with his wife, Sandy, and their children. "He will probably take up sailing, rugby, grouse shooting, fox hunting, etc.—whatever he is offered." Hal can be reached c/o Texaco N. Sea U.K. Co., POB 63, Aberdeen Scotland, AB 8J2.

The MIAs are finally beginning to come out of the closet; Sheldon Finch emerged from the netherworld of MlAdom after reading his name in the October DAM. Some excerpts: "The last time I saw my name in print was the morning I made parole. For the last couple of years I've worked on a Ph.D. at Stanford and waited for my wife, Laurel, to finish at the law school. The big news is we're expecting an as-yet-unnamed child in early December. From time to time I talk to KevinKenny. He's working for the Hartford Group in Connecticut, married to the lovely Julia, and the father of one-year-old Michael. He has also discovered golf. I also keep in touch with Jim Reed, who's still in Clay, W.V. For a living Jim develops oil and gas reserves and coal properties, and for the last couple of years his company has been among the largest producers of natural gas in the Appalachian Basin. Jim and Candee have four kids: Jim, Eric, Andrew, and Jennifer." Sheldon, thanks for the update.

Will Sheldon's fellow MIAs follow his lead and phone home:

James Bengston James Delanis Andrew Johnson Bradley JohnsonDon Johnson Kenneth JohnsonLawrence Johnson Leon Johnson

Lou Ami and I were in New York last week, where I ran across an exhibit of William Blake's art. While he is primarily remembered for his prose and poetry, his pencil drawings and paintings were pretty powerful pieces (phew!). The gallery provided these pearls of his on the subject of art: "There cannot be more than two or three great painters or poets in any age or century, and these, in a corrupt state of society, are easily excluded, but not so easily obstructed Know that every man ought to be a judge of pictures, and every man is so who has not been connoisseured out of his senses."

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