1984

As usual, it is the night before my column is due, and I have spent the last hour frantically calling classmates in hopes of gleaning some news to fill the space the Alumni Magazine has been nice enough to give our class. The task is made even more daunting by the fact that I am using my wife's new computer, which has completely different word-processing software than the one on which I have been writing about you for the last four years. Now, you will probably not notice the difference, but as one of the last Dartmouth graduates who were not indoctrinated in the magic of die Macintosh, I still have not figured out why I need a mouse if I have a keyboard.

In hard times I know I can always count on Class Reunion Chair Leigh Miller Garry to trade me a few pieces of news in return for a shameless reunion plug. Leigh tells me that Ann Arquit called from Sweden to say that she is trying to make the reunion. Anne is working for the Swedish government in environmental affairs and is married to a Swede. Also, Viva Hardigg is organizing an early bike trip to Mount Moosilauke on the Thursday before reunion. Leigh asked me that I remind you to get your reunion money in, $145 before April 15, $160 after that. To date the response has been strong, and Leigh and her team are looking to break the record of 700 attendees. (I know, two sentences for a couple of names, but I was desperate.)

After three wrong numbers, a few answering machines, and whoever moved into Casper DeClercq's Manhattan Beach apartment telling me that he moved to somewhere around Palo Alto, I was happy to find EveNoonberg Howard in Washington at home and talkative. After hearing that info on the last green card she mailed in never made into the column, I assured her that it must have been under a different administration and quickly changed the subject. Eve works in die District at a law firm, as does Jasper, her husband of three and a half years. Both also enjoy running and traveling; they had just returned from a ski trip at Vail and were gett ing ready for a jaunt to France. While traveling through Denver, Eve tried to hook up with Liffie Sopher, who is a geologist and is also working on her degree. Eve also tries to keep in touch with Ann Forbes, who was out of the country for a while doing research for her anthropology Ph.D. in Nepal.

From the New York Times society pages comes word that Deborah Logan is engaged to Mark Evans and they plan to marry in September. Debbie, having picked up an M.B.A. at Tuck, works in Boston as a consultant at Price Waterhouse, while Mark works for Bank of Boston in the media lending division.

Also failing to miss my careful eye was John Penrose, who married Fatima Ezzat recently. John, according to my sources at the Times, is a VP in the corporate finance unit of Citibank, and his new wife is a human resources manager at Otis Elevator in Farmington, Conn. My apologies that this month's effort is a bit shorter than usual, but I blame my desire to print what I have before I lose it again. By next month, I should have this software down. So, till we next talk.

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A Decade After Dartmouth June 18 - 20, 1993