1989

Dear Gentle Readers, I owe you all an apology. I have not been stricken with a terminal disease. I haven't been brainwashed, kidnapped, or placed in a witness protection program. I haven't even been mugged yet. I've just been very, very busy. Please forgive the lack of '89 notes these past (ulp!) two months. I know that people look to this column for more than nuggets of news—this column can be, ideally, a touchstone through which we renew connections to classmates and to the College. I apologize for breaking the chain, and I will try to fill in some missing links with this long-overdue column.

Cliff Bernstein contacted me several months ago with a mind-blowing discovery from his post as a chemical trader in "Tokyo. For weeks while commuting, Cliff found his eyes inexplicably drawn to a promotional poster for a credit company. He was astounded when he realized why this particular ad captured his attention.

Alumni Mag restrictions prevent my sharing the visual impact of Cliff's find with you, but allow me to recreate the scenario: four sun-burnished bathers frolic on a pristine beach beneath superimposed financial advice. Two of these nubile nymphs look uncannily like Sandy Guylay and Julie Livingston. Could our classmates be gamboling before ten million commuters daily, contributing un- wittingly to consumer consumption in Japan? Or will diey write in with a water-tight alibi?

Kelley Busby had plentiful news of a more local and verifiable nature. While phoning for a Dartmouth telethon, she tapped into the lives of Adam Glick, who's in his second year at UCLA Law (entertainment) and will be working in L.A this summer; Peter Turk, a first-year at Rutgers Law; and DebbieWilgoren, staff writer for the Washington Post. Kelley herself hunts for news at the entertainment bureau of NY1, an all-New York, all-news cable station. She reports that Shannon Correll enjoys London and her mysterious job with the Princess of Yugoslavia. Details, please!

Perhaps we can put Tom Aral on that job. An Associated Press reporter for the Chicago bureau, he found campaign coverage par- ticularly engaging, but has no particular "beat." Tom worries about bylines, deadlines, and hairlines (specifically his own, which he reports is receding). His late-breaking newsflash for me features Derek Kamper, who is dili- gently pursuing a Ph.D. in biomedical engi- neering at Ohio State. Earlier this year Derek presented his research on cerebral-palsy patients at a conference in Austria.

I do thrill to international '89 news maybe because a disproportionate amount of my mail comes instead from New Jersey. At last call, Mike Freedman was planted in the Garden State, wed in October 1991 to Tracy Hellinger (Cornell '88), certified as a CPA, and employed as a controller at Power Conversion Inc., a battery manufacturer. Lower in voltage, but maintaining high honors, is TatianaWlodkowski, a doctoral student in counseling psychology at Rutgers. A member of Kappa Delta Pi, an honor society for education, Tatiana also conducts research on learning disabilities, serves on the admissions and scholastic standing committee, and works out at Gold's Gym. A woman of fiber and discipline!

Training at Rutgers in a different aesthetic sphere, Josh Adler is finishing up a three-year M.F.A acting program. He's hungry for monologues (although I'm sure cash would do nicely, too).

More news to come in the next issue. Please try out my new address and drop me a line with the scoop on you and yours.

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