Class Note 1985. “Statistically speaking, we have lived two-thirds of our life.” This frank statement from classmate Nancy Vogele, Dartmouth’s chaplain, caught me a bit off guard at our 40th reunion in June.
Class Note 1985. As I draft the May/June class column on this winter weekend morning in February, a nor’easter is barreling toward our corner of New England and will dump another foot and a half of snow on top of what has already acc
Class Note 1985. To this day I carry my Dartmouth ID (and Cindy’s) in my wallet. Why, you ask. Maybe nostalgia, maybe connection, maybe hope that I still have a balance to get a chicken sandwich at the Hop.
Class Note 1985. Picture this: It is September, and you have a well-intentioned plan for drafting the alumni magazine column due in late October at least three weeks in advance, with targeted outreach to our 40th reunion chair and cl
Craig Byrne ’85 died peacefully in his sleep on June 30 at his home in Chelsea, Vermont. Craig had survived almost two years of treatment for metastatic osteosarcoma, his second round of cancer in 12 years.