1990

Oh my, we have really hit a wall here. For the first time, I haven't received a single piece of mail, e- or otherwise. I hope this is not the dawn of a new era. Please don't make me regret volunteering for this job again!

As punishment, I am going to write about myself for a WHOLE column. People are often telling me I should share more about myself since, in truth, I do gossip and talk about everybody else. That always sounded fair, but I felt my first responsibility was to get everybody else's news out as quickly as possible. Now I'm free to talk about me.

I have been, since graduation practically, a journalist. But about four months ago I left my cushy job as a writer at Money Magazine (five weeks vacation every year!) to take a ride on the runaway internet train. There's no looking back, now. I, a no-cable-tv, nocell-phone, just-bought-my-first-home- computer-and-love-it (was still using my freshman year Mac 512KE at home), kindaLuddite, am now a senior producer at Oxygen Media (two vacation weeks a year!), a multimedia internet and cable convergence company. What that means specifically, is that I am part of a team that produces a website called ka-Ching (—come visit) which offers personal finance, small business, and career advice for women. In fact everything the company will create is targeted to women. With the demands of this new job, I have let my apartment disintegrate to an absolute mess. But I haven't let work interfere yet with the time I spend on my favorite hobby, handcrafting jewelry, which I learned at Dartmouth's jewelry workshop. Right now I'm busy making a pair of wedding bands for Josh Wolf and his fiancee, Laura Powers (Yale '90), who will be married in October. I have been friends with Josh since Freshman Week! Life is good.

Whew. I'm tired of talking about myself already. So enough. I bumped into one of my jewelry-making idols, Dave Cole, and his buddy Jeff Petrou while hiking in Norwich to escape some of the forced reuning at reunion. He said, jokingly perhaps (?), that he recently moved to San Francisco and makes jewelry for the stars'...pets. I bumped into my old The Dartmouth executive editor Adam Bookbinder, who tells me he is a lawyer, engaged, and living in Boston. I forgot, in my last column, to thank TedHalstead, economist, who on the last night of reunion, at a beautiful candlelit dinner along the banks of Occom Pond, gave our keynote speech about how despite what you read and hear in the news every day, these are tough times to keep your head above water, financially (present Ivy-league-educated company excepted). He's also written a piece about this and probably more for Harper's, to be published this fall.

This is a good time to thank CherylShepard for her yeoman's job as our class president for the last four years. She now steps down to the vice president position so that she and Matt Greene, our new class projects director, can research and put muscle into a great community service project with the class of '50 that will really bring distinction and honor to us. More to come on that as plans develop. Dan Fuchs, who was our capable reunion treasurer, steps up to become our class president. KathyHeafey is now our treasurer. I remain cos ecretary, with Sanda Lwin, RamziNemo, and Anna Cathcart staggering our time for the next five years. Nina Kushner becomes our newsletter editor and KenHancock remains our webmaster (did you know you can get the Class Notes column online?).

Hope I haven't bored you all to tears.

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Jay Davis '90 saves a life, p. 13

Tamar Schreibman '90serves up fiction on rye, p. 22