Of course I remember freshman year—my green freshman beanie; redbeanied sophomore Ask-Me's; Caz's Vill Junior who actually dated a Harvard hockey player; the seniors who all wore Lanz nightgowns and farmer jeans (not together, of course), and who warned us to keep the doors and windows of Wellesley's Cazenove Hall locked when Bleats was played on the Quad during Harvard/Dartmouth weekend (which was always in Boston in those days). So why is it, that when I ask for freshman memories, no one who spent the year in Hanover seems to remember very much? Perhaps it has something to do with why we were supposed to keep the doors and windows locked.
Actually, Dave Anderson is himself a memory of freshman year upon whom I can finally bring you up to date. Dave left the Hanover Plain after just one year to finish his bachelor's in history at Irvine and Berkeley and then earn his J.D. at the University of San Fran. Since then he has practiced personal-injury law—first in L.A. and then San Francisco. He now lives in Larkspur with his wife, Katie, and their three children, Shannon 13, Bryce 11 andTaryn 7.
I must admit that Dan Chodos had a good excuse for not remembering freshman year in Hanover. Dan joined the class in 1970, several years after completing his freshman year at UCLA. Since Dan's last appearance in this column, he has started a consulting program called "Courtroom Drama," in which he coaches trial attorneys in effective style and delivery techniques. He is still writing on speculation for Hollywood and acting when the opportunity comes his way. Dan's wife, Alexandra Maeck '76, is director of LACC's writing laboratory. Daughters Hannah and Tobin are now seven and nine, respectively.
Ed Dean remembers freshman trip the most but has fresher memories of his return to Hanover just last October. Ed, who practices estate and charitable law from his own firm in San Francisco, spent a week at Dartmouth preparing for a speaking engagement at Harvard Law School and enjoying the Yale game and Homecoming festivities.
Jim Dougherty also reminisced about the Dartmouth Grant, where he and Don Lepley held a week-long mini-reunion last summer. Jim is convinced that the Grant is little changed in 20 years, though he claims to have counted a few more moose. After Dartmouth Jim spent a year in France working for the International Institute for Human Rights and then settled in San Francisco as a real-estate appraiser. Rumor has it that Don Lepley canoed Lake Winnipeg and the Saskatchewan River during the summer.
Back in March Heidi Haas sent an update on Fred, Samantha, and herself which unfortunately arrived during the two months that no columns are written and then got misplaced by yours truly before the next deadline. Fred is still teaching jazz at Dartmouth and at Middlebury and, by this time, should have completed performances in Austria and Japan, released his premiere CD recording, and reuned with mom Hilda and dad F. Lowell Haas '35 on Lowell's 79th birthday in June. Heidi keeps busy managing Fred's performance bookings and being office manager for a small software company in Wilder. Samantha, who must be close to three by now, is still the apple of everyone's eye.
Thanks, Heidi, for being one of my most faithful supporters. Let's hope that your wish for "many postcard-filled months to come" comes true!
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