1994

Happy spring everyone! I'm still catching you up on news I received in January, so here goes. JessAndre, my most-missed Sanborn tea companion, wrote to report on life in Telluride, Colo., where she is living with Dana Morawitz,Keith Rainville, and Catherine Sellman '93. Keith is a lift operator and is working at a local clothing store. Catherine works as an auditor for the mountain. Dana works at a local ritzy resort where she has rubbed shoulders with the likes of Stormin' Norman (the general) and Billy Squier (the rocker). "While Dana takes care of them, I dote on their kids in the nursery," writes Jess. They all find time to get up on the slopes, though, and will be in Telluride at least until the first of May.

Maria Lui wrote to me from New York City, where she is doing research at the Albert Einstein Institute and applying to medical schools. She is enjoying her research, but, like many of us, is "feeling a bit restless and desiring to be back in an academic setting."

Jed Kaplan has been spending his days in Northern Europe lately, touring, hiking, and working as a research assistant in the department of ecology at Lund University in Sweden. His research consists of developing new kinds of total-biosphere computer models. I'm not even going to pretend I know what that means.

Just like I'm not going to pretend that I have moire news to report when that is all I have. I have rummaged and ransacked all my drawers, and, alas, my mailbox is empty. So here is what I must resort to as incentive for you to write to me:

Remember Baker Tower, tie first time that you looked? And ever since, that little college town has had you hooked. Remember when you could barely make it to your class that began at 10? And you vowed as you trudged to morning drill never to take French again? Remember all the people who understood your plight? Who you could call at 4 a.m. cuz you'd all been up all night, Studying for that final, or writing one last page, Or trying to recover from that 14-kegger rage? Remember all the faces, how familiar they had grown? And how it tugged your heart to leave the campus you called home? So do you stop and wonder, where your old roommates may be? Or how many other '94s live in your vicinity? Where has life taken you since that warm June day last spring? Have your adventures been less than awe-inspiring? Fret not, it doesn't matter what you haven't done so far. For somewhere there's a '94 who just wonders how you are. So drop a line and let us know what you've been doing with your time, Or every month I'll have to sit and write a cheesy rhyme. Take care, everyone. I hope all is well.

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