1983

I was going to save best for last, but you know, I just couldn't wait Ted Demopoulus is married! That's right. I couldn't believe at first myself. A hoax, I thought? But no, I didn't want to go down that path again. As in the past, I'll let Ted speak for himself:

"I have just gotten married to Margaret Bravar, little sister of Kate Bravar '84," the Pope (see last month's Notes) e-mailed me last November. "As we eloped, no one was invited. We are delaying our honeymoon until late January, when we'll probably do some kind of around-the-world thing. When we return (probably after the reunion), we will have a big party. We plan to buy a house in coastal N.H. (like maybe Hampton, Rye, or Kensington) and breed almost immediately. No, Margaret is not pregnant yet."

Rather more advanced when it comes to breeding, is Robin Henning Rocchi, who announced the birth of her daughter, Catherine Henning Rocchi, born last November. Robin and her husband, Albino, live in New York City, where Robin is the director of treasury operations for General Motors. Congratulations!

I finally caught up with Gail Hegarty Williams. We went back and forth many times, as is all too common in these hectic days, but I finally caught up with her as she was practically on her way out the door to her parttime, evening job working for an insurance company. She somehow fits in that job around her other, fulltime day-and-night job of raising her two boys, Brian 8 and Danny 5. Gail's married name is no surprise to those of you who remember her high-school boyfriend Steve Williams, who often visited her at Dartmouth. Steve is an ironworker in Boston, and the Williams family lives in Melrose. By coincidence, Gail's longtime North Fayerweather roommate, Jenny Hanley, recently moved down the block from Gail. Jenny, as I understand it, previously worked in the publications department at Suffolk University, but now freelances. Not all that long ago she married Mitch Ross, whom Gail describes in her own inimitable way as "this guy from Canada—he's pretty nice." The Hanley-Rosses split their time between Gail's neighborhood, Canada, and a weekend home in New Hampshire.

Gail also reports having received a Christmas card from my old North Fayerweather roommate, Joanne Taplin Romeyn. I already knew that Jo and husband Peter were New England doctors, but Gail had some new info.: "The card had a picture of two little people on it a boy and a girl who looked very close in age, and young." Jo? Care to add anything to that?

I also received a top-secret e-mail from a certain '84. "I 'm sure I'll get myself in trouble for telling tales out of school," she writes, "so let's call this message 'anonymous.' It's one of the most important pieces of news to hit the class of 1983 since you guys graduated. Longtime bachelorette and power career woman Michelle Ott is going to be a bride [this past] February. She met her Prince Charming, Charlie Crookenden, last summer. Although he's a Brit with a very snobby pedigree (Eton, Cambridge), and a successful headhunter with Russell Reynolds, he seems like a normal guy." The happy couple lives in New York. At this point it occurs to me that if I were a true journalist (which, to be fair, I've never claimed to be—only a magazine writer) this would be the time to pick up the phone and call Michelle to check these facts. On the other hand, I just had root canal work, not two hours ago. The mere thought of the hard phone and my swollen cheek (ah, these sorry vessels in which our souls abide) make me reach for more Vicodan. Now what was I thinking I should do....

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