1972

Greetings from the soggy Pacific Northwest! A long e-mail from Andy Harrison (who also offers that "I would enjoy hearing from classmates who care to be in touch—so long as they're not selling anything—at amhesq@aol. com"): "My first correspondence to our Class Notes column in years, maybe ever, is prompted by that bittersweet rite of passage many of us are going through as we hit or near 50. Not failing vision nor fallen arches nor even taking on a second 'trophy' wife. I speak, of course, of sending one's first child off to college. In my case, son Mark is a freshman at Cornell, or, as we '72s are wont to call it, the second prettiest campus in the Ivies. I am, of course, extremely happy and proud he's there, but my wife (first and only), Adrienne Weiss-Harrison (Cornell '76, Cornell Med '79) is positively ecstatic.

"After having to endure a Dartmouth family (including my dad, Len '34, brother Walter '66 and cousins Rob '75 and Allen Sinsheimer '77), Adrienne gleefully declares that 'the balance of power' has shifted.

"I've had to get used to those funny red and white rear-window decals on the family cars, and, during Freshman Parents Visiting Weekend earlier this month, I had to sit on the Cornell side at the Cornell-Dartmouth football game at Schoellkopf Field in Ithacawearing green, of course, and mortifying my son by cheering loudly 'when the team in Green appear(ed).'"

Andy continued later in his e-mail update: On other fronts, I recently heard from Hank Moore's wife, Jan, who was kind enough to ask me to contribute remembrances for a book' she was putting together for Hank's 50 th birthday. So I dashed off some recollections from our classics department Foreign Study Program in Italy, during the fall term of our senior year, and sent a copy to our faculty advisor, professor Edward Bradley, who, gratefully, is still teaching at Dartmouth, and sent a nice postcard back.

"I get back to Hanover several times each year, because my parents live in kendal-at-Hanover, an assisted living community on Lyme Road. I've seen Professor Bien, whose mother also lives there, and on several occasions in the communal dining room have been waited on by a young lady named Gayle Hoisington, niece of our classmate Steve Hoisington."

In his conclusion, Andy asks: "Where have you gone, Doug Giblen?" So Doug, if you're out there reading this column, please drop an e-mail to Andy (and me).

From another long e-mail, this time from Jon Fauer: "Just inducted into the American Society of Cinematographers. Live in New York and work around the world—these days, mostly on commercials. Recently directed and shot a Neutrogena campaign with Jennifer Love Hewitt; flew to Romania to film Gabriela Szabo, the Olympic long-distance runner for a mineral water commercial; and then tried to airlift a grand piano onto the roof of the N.Y. World Trade Center while filming Bobby Short."

Jons also the author of four best-selling books on cinematography (your editors shameless plug—all available on amazon. com): Arriflex 435 Book, Arriflex 16SR3: TheBook, Arriflex 35 Book and Arriflex 16SR Book.

So, keep those e-mails and letters coming!

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