1998

I had the great pleasure and distinct honor of attending several Dartmouth weddings this summer. I recount the details of two such weddings below (due to space constraints, others will follow in subsequent columns).

The first wedding involved the coming together of Anne Renna and longtime beau (and sometimes cable news talking-head) Nicholas Owens on a -humid but otherwise perfect evening in bucolic Hancock, New Hampshire. Also present to celebrate the occasion were Graham Gallivan, Emily Hay, Michael Hay (no relation), Alex Reitman and Kate Rice. A recap of the attendees' news, in summary fashion: Graham now makes his home in Columbia, South Carolina, where, when not aspiring to lead the grueling, beyond category charge to the summit of Plateau de Beille in the Pyrenees, he's a civil servant working to convince big business to set up shop in South Carolina; Emily and her husband, Bill Hinsdale '97, are currently living in Cincinnati but mulling a move back East; Michael and his wife, Carrie, recently bought a home in Amherst, Massachusetts, where Mike is pursuing his dream of ultimate computer geekdom (viz., a Ph.D in computer science) at the University of Massachusetts; Alex has completed her studies at the Harvard Design School, earning a M.U.P. (for the uninitiated, that's a master's in urban planning); and Kate let slip that she plans to focus on equestrian pursuits for the coming year, putting on hold for the time being her advanced study and teaching of Romance languages.

The second wedding brought with it the marriage of Christine DuRocher and Justin Carrino, who decided to make it official after a decade of courtship. The ceremony, which was held on a cloudless August afternoon in Chicago's Washington Square Park, was performed by Nevin Patton '97 (who continues his ministry in Brooklyn). The wedding party included Simone Swink, Matthew Tarver-Wahlquist and Mark Zanatta; in the crowd were spotted Chad Woodman, Stuart Davidson, Bill Tovell '96 and Russell Dalferes '96. Conspicuously absent (despite having RSVP'd) was Henry Rosevearwhere were ya, Hank? Following the ceremo- ny a reception was held at the iconic Newberry Library, where Messrs. Tarver-Wahlquist and Zanatta (being the co-best men) roasted (er, toasted) the new couple in robust fashion. You'll forgive me if details of the remainder of the evening are a bit fuzzy—let's just say that a good time was had by all.

And finally, because I couldn't begin to do this story justice if I were to paraphrase (and because I take no responsibility for the veracity of its contents), here, in his own words, is an update from Chris Ott: "After a particularly unpleasant encounter with a group of drunk French Gendarmes while trekking in Morocco, I realized that it was time to re-evaluate my life goals. When I was permitted to return to the United States, and after a solid week of 'thinking creatively' in a New Orleans underground absinthe bar, I decided to join the circus. Initially, as is always the case in show business, I was on the elephant scooping detail, but I now work with the trained seals. It is good and creative work and I enjoy the animals' company greatly (if they are good I let them sleep in the trailer with me). I have aspirations of eventually moving into the big cat field. Inspired by Yann Martel's The Life of Pi, I plan to do a routine with a Bengal tiger while floating in a life raft. On the romantic front, I have been dating the bearded lady seriously for a few months."

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