Banking On Kim
In an unexpected move President Barack Obama announced the nomination of Dartmouth President Jim Kim to lead the World Bank. Obama, with Secretary of the Treasury Tim Geithner ’83 on hand, introduced Kim at the White House March 23. “Jim’s personal experience and years of service make him an ideal candidate for the job,” said Obama. Kim is expected to remain Dartmouth’s president until his new appointment begins July 1. Board of Trustees chair Steve Mandel ’78 is spearheading presidential transition plans for the College.

Overruns
The renovated Hanover Inn is still expected to reopen in time for June Commencement. But the original price tag of $21.5 million for the fix-up has swelled to $41 million. A College spokesman blames the 91-percent increase on unexpected fixes to the building’s infrastructure and costs associated with complying with building codes.

Off and Running
When a group of students sprints through a final exam—naked—Dartmouth test-takers and professors are often unfazed. Though the origins of this quirky tradition are unknown, streaking during larger classes’ exams has become common. Most streakers view their actions as a once-in-a-lifetime experience. Then there are the dedicated few, such as Sandi Caalim ’13, who have streaked more exams than they have taken. Caalim has streaked more than 50 exams. She’s even done one of her own, using the bathroom as a dressing (and undressing) room, then finishing the test. For the neuroscience major from Hawaii, streaking is not just about the adrenaline rush. “It gets people to come back to earth and think, ‘This is just an exam, we’ll be okay,’ ” she says. Caalim enjoys streaking more when she convinces friends who have never done it to join her. “It makes me happy to make them realize that they can love their bodies and have fun with it,” she says. For those interested in streaking an exam with Caalim, she keeps an e-mail list that she uses to coordinate her busy exam period schedule.                          —Lauren Vespoli ’13

Unfortunate Son
Here’s a little-known tidbit related to the sinking of the RMS Titanic 100 years ago this April: Howard “Rainy” Lines, class of 1912, had family aboard the doomed ship. His mother, Mrs. Ernest H. Lines, and sister Mary were traveling from Paris to attend Lines’ commencement. Although both passengers survived the tragedy that took 1,500 lives, it is unknown whether they made it to the ceremonies in Hanover. We do know that Lines was a member of Delta Kappa Epsilon and managed the Dartmouth Gun Club. After Commencement, Lines attended Harvard Law School. In 1915 he volunteered as a driver for the American Ambulance Corps in WW I. During a difficult term of service, Lines endured grippe, chicken pox and close calls with flying shrapnel before he died of pneumonia on December 23, 1916, in France. Lines, who was recommended for the Croix de Guerre, a French military award, had attempted to raise $600 from his classmates to endow a “Dartmouth bed” at the American Hospital of Paris. After his death Lines’ classmates successfully endowed the bed in his memory.                       —Lauren Vespoli ’13

In the Swim
Dartmouth swimmers have come a long way since both the men’s and women’s teams were eliminated—for about six weeks—in 2002. This season they had their best finishes at the Ivy Championships in many years, both placing fifth. Why the amazing turnaround? The office of admissions. Officers aren’t “cutting any corners for us besides asking ‘Who’s going to help you?’ ” says coach Jim Wilson. “That makes all the difference in the world.”

Record Roll
Distance runner Abbey D’Agostino ’14 made a lasting impression this winter by helping to establish four school records, including a mile run of 4:37:41. The Topsfield, Massachusetts, native says her coach, Mark Coogan, has ingrained within her “the importance of staying calm under pressure.” In return, he says his protégé “has an unshakable self-belief” and “all the attributes” that the best athletes have when they compete. “She has an inner arrogance. She can look at her competition and know she can win,” he adds. Coogan foresees a long and successful track career for D’Agostino. For now, he says, “she is helping put Dartmouth women’s track back on the map.” In March D’Agostino was named to the All-Ivy track and field team.

Top Coaches
Football coach Fred Folsom, class of 1895, won an astounding 29 out of 38 games in four years, which makes him the winningest coach in Dartmouth history. Here are the top four winning percentages of College coaches in both women’s and men’s varsity sports (minimum four years coaching).

Jewel of India
Hanover’s oldest Indian Restaurant. Featuring Northern Indian Cuisine from curries, tandoor dishes, vegetarian selections, beverages and desserts. Seasonings range from mild to fiery hot. Try our wonderful breads and refreshing yogurt drinks. Open lunch and dinner, 27 Lebanon Street, Hanover. (603) 643-2217.

Stone Soup
Located in the historic district of Strafford, Vermont, this 1815 building houses the small restaurant known for its comfortable charm, exceptional food and spectacular gardens. 25 minutes from Dartmouth. Open year-round serving dinner Thursday through Sunday from 6 p.m. to 9 p.m. Reservations requested. (802) 765-4301.

Carpenter & Main
Chef/Owner Bruce MacLeod ’84 has cooked in San Francisco, South Carolina and Virginia, but his loyalties lie here in Vermont. Carpenter & Main features carefully prepared local ingredients in the French tradition. From pâtés, soups and ice creams to hand-cut French fries, grass-fed Vermont beef and soufflés, all offerings are made in house. Two intimate dining rooms provide elegant dining, and a lively tavern features casual offerings and a fully appointed bar. Dinner is served Thursday through Monday evenings: Tavern 5:30-10 p.m.; Dining Rooms, 6-9 p.m.; closed Tuesday and Wednesday. 326 Main Street, Norwich, VT 05055; (802) 649-2922. www.carpenterandmain.com.

The Canoe Club
An inventive menu featuring local produce, farmstead cheeses and organic meats. A rustic yet stylish dining room with unusual Dartmouth ephemera. 24 draft beers on tap, plus an excellent selection of wines and single malts. Open for Lunch, Dinner, Late Night Menu and Live Entertainment–363 days/year. 27 S. Main St. between the Dartmouth Co-op & Bookstore. (603) 643-9660. www.canoeclub.us.

The Woodstock Inn and Resort
The culinary tradition of American cuisine combined with the crisp freshness of locally grown ingredients makes dining at the Woodstock Inn & Resort a truly American epicurean experience. Visit www.woodstockinn.com or call (800) 448-7900.

The Quechee Inn at Marshand Farm
Each night, just 12 minutes from Hanover, our chefs awaken palates to some of the finest cuisine in New England. Menus available online at www.quecheeinn.com. Reservations preferred, (802) 295-3133. Tented Wedding, Reunion and Meeting Specialists.

Home Hill Inn
Home Hill’s dining room features dramatic floor to ceiling French doors, elegant country furnishings and an inviting atmosphere for unforgettable dining.  Our cuisine represents the best local ingredients presented in traditional bistro style.  Dinner served Thursday – Monday from 5 P.M. until 9 P.M . Sunday brunch from 10 A.M. until 2 P.M.  Just a 20 minute drive from Hanover. Plainfield, NH. (603) 675-6165. www.homehillinn.com

Ramunto’s Brick & Brew
Hanover’s only real New York pizza, featuring traditional, Sicilian and brick oven specialty pizzas, salads, subs, calzones, the biggest beer in town and much more. Casual atmosphere, deliveries. Open ’til midnight 7 days. 9 East South Street, Hanover. (603) 643-9500.

Simon Pearce Restaurant
The Mill at Quechee
Our flagship restaurant boasts seasonal cuisine in an idyllic Vermont town. Inspired menus featuring local ingredients from nearby community farms. Private dining room available for mini class reunions, Sunday Brunch and wine dinners. 1760 Main Street, Quechee, VT, www.simonpearce.com (802) 295-1470.

Salubre Trattoria
Chef/Owner Barry Snyder invites you to sit relax and enjoy!  Urban Italian cuisine with classical Italian dishes and small plate choices. Open 7 days for dinner. Lunch Monday through Saturday. Hanover Park, 3 Lebanon St, Hanover, NH (603) 643-2007; www.salubrehanover.com.

The Lyme Inn
Just minutes from Hanover, The Lyme Inn Tavern and Garden Room offer award winning, locally sourced, tantalizing culinary creations. With several function rooms available, The Lyme Inn is the ideal place for your next mini reunion, meeting or rehearsal dinner.Visit us and view our menu online www.thelymeinn.com or call for a reservation at (603) 795-4824. Dinners Wednesday thru Sunday from 5 to 10 p.m. Sunday Brunch from 11:30 to 2:30 p.m.

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Simon Pearce
Hand blown glass and handmade pottery designs for tabletop and more. Visit our new expanded location in Hanover at 15 South Main Street; (603) 643-0100, or enjoy a drive out to The Mill in Quechee, VT; (802) 295-2711. www.SimonPearce.com

Hanover Country Club Pro Shop
Get your golfing gear with the Dartmouth College logo. The Pro Shop has a wide variety of shirts, jackets, umbrellas and golfing equipment. Need something special? We do special orders!  www.golf.Dartmouth.edu. (603) 646-2000.

Paul Gross Designer Gold
Paul Gross ’73, goldsmith and owner of Designer Gold, a working studio and gallery.  Paul’s limited edition and custom-made pieces are well-known for quality craftsmanship and artistic design. Hanover Park Building, 3 Lebanon Street, Hanover, NH 03755, (888) 995-1911, http://designergoldjewelry.com.

Khawachen
Featuring handcrafted Tibetan carpets in eclectic designs, fine textiles and decorative arts from Tibet and the Himalayan region created by Dartmouth alum Kesang Tashi ’70 . Also offering custom design services to clients throughout the United States. 15 South Main Street, Hanover, NH; info@innerasiarugs.com; (603) 643-7847; www.innerasiarugs.com.

Left Bank Books
Dartmouth authors, histories, yearbooks and 9,000 used and out-of-print books. Browse in a friendly spot, upstairs over the Dirt Cowboy,  9 South Main Street, Hanover, NH; (603) 643-4479.

Von Bargen’s Jewelry
The finest diamonds and artisan jewelry. Dartmouth alumni owned and operated. Featuring artisan jewelry collections and offering the finest diamonds, engagement rings and custom jewelry capabilities. With locations in downtown Hanover and in Burlington, Stratton and Springfield, VT. Also online at Vonbargens.com. (800) 841-8820.

Whippletree Yarn Shop
A friendly shop staffed by knitters featuring classic, luxury and local yarns.  Contemporary and vintage patterns and accessories. 7 Central Street,Woodstock, VT; (802) 457-1325

League of NH Craftsmen Gallery
Stunning collection of unique and one-of-a-kind traditional and contemporary fine crafts by top regional artisans. 13 Lebanon St., Hanover, NH. (603) 643-5050. www.craftstudies.org.

That Little Spot of Red
Unique stationery, note cards, journals, wrapping paper, and gifts for any occasion. Custom invitations for weddings and other special events. Nugget Arcade, Hanover, NH; (603) 643-2111. http://littlespotofred.com.

Antiques Collaborative Inc.
Vermont’s premiere Art and Antique center. 165 quality dealers. 6931 Woodstock Road, Quechee, VT. (802) 296-5858. http://www.antiquescollaborative.com .

Robert James Walsh Antiques
Antiques, art, Modernism. Across from Simon Pearce Glass, Quechee, VT 05059. (802) 356-7112. www.RobertJamesWalsh.com.

CAMPUSscapes
Dartmouth art makes the ideal gift for the alum in your life. Original paintings, prints, notecards and puzzles by Hanover artist Doug Henry. (603) 643-1802 http://campusscapes.com/.

O’Donnell Portrait Painting
Have your Dartmouth graduation photo or any professional photo made into a museum-quality oil painting by New England oil painter Joshua O’Donnell. (603) 974-0743. www.odonnellfineart.com.

Grass Court Collection
Classic lawn-tennis apparel (since 1981).  Custom-maker of gentlemen’s racquet sports apparel, plus handcrafted  totes/duffels, and our famous 60′s style hand loomed Ivy League wool varsity sweaters.  Bench made quality, made in the USA! Contact: Grass Court Collection, Quechee, VT. USA 1-800-829-3412. grassct@aol.com, www.grasscourt.com.

Gladys Boldt Ornaments From Weed House
A unique collection of over 500 Christmas ornaments, all handmade in the USA, in a variety of categories: Santas, storybook characters, history, Christmas themes etc. To see the entire collection. visit our website: www.weedhouse.com.

Dartmouth Bookstore
Hanover’s Main Street bookstore and café with a complete selection of local and Dartmouth authors. Dartmouth clothing and accessories our specialty! 33 South Main Street, Hanover, NH (603) 643-3616; www.dartmouthbooks.bncollege.com.

Dartmouth Co-op
Outfitting Dartmouth students and alumni since 1919 on Main Street in Hanover.  Classic and contemporary Big Green clothing.  Exclusive Dartmouth Dr. Seuss merchandise.  Great gifts for any occasion. Quality diploma frames and Dartmouth Chairs.   The Greatest Selection of Dartmouth merchandise on the Planet.  Shop online anytime at www.Dartmouthcoop.com.

Dartmouth Bookstore
Dartmouth is unique with unique surroundings.  DartmouthImages.com has over 250 Dartmouth views ready to frame and hang.  Choose from an early Currier illustration of Dartmouth Row to photographs of today’s Dartmouth.  DartmouthImages has exclusive vintage Winter Carnival programs straight through to the latest Winter Carnival posters.  See us at www.DartmouthImages.com.

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1830 Shire Town Inn
Quality accommodations at affordable rates in the village of Woodstock, VT. A/C, Internet. Call (866) 286-1830. www.1830shiretowninn.com.

Woodstock Inn and Resort
A stay at the Woodstock Inn & Resort is the definitive Vermont experience. Set in historic Woodstock village, this Four Diamond-rated grand inn harkens back to a time when the slow but hard-working pace of life defined American values. Now, the living is still slow, and the hard work is expressed on the ski slopes, golf courses, trout streams and white water rapids that surround the quiet beauty of this heartland of Vermont. Call (800) 448-7900 or visit www.woodstockinn.com.

Baymont Inn
Luxury rooms, free  continental breakfast, outdoor pool, wireless Internet. High overlooking the hills of New Hampshire and Vermont. 45 Airport Road, West Lebanon, NH 03784. (603) 298-8888 or (800) 433-3466. www.baymontinns.com.

Home Hill Inn
Graciously restored accommodations in an idyllic county retreat built in 1818.  Each of the Inn’s 12 beautifully appointed guest rooms feature private baths and most offer the warming glow of a fireplace.  A short drive from Hanover.  Plainfield, NH  (603) 675-6165. www.homehillinn.com.

Shaker Hill Bed and Breakfast
Renovated 1790s home, beautiful rooms, private baths, great breakfasts. Non-smoking. Short drive to campus. Reservations: (877) 516-1370; (603) 632-4519. www.shakerhill.com.

Breakfast on the Connecticut
Sits on 23 acres in Lyme, just 12 miles from Dartmouth and overlooking the tranquil Connecticut River. Completed in 1997, we have 15 spacious bedrooms replete with amenities, each with private bath, TV/VCR and thoughtfully appointed. Some bedrooms have gas fireplaces, skylights, romantic Jacuzzi tubs and a stunning view of the river. Bicycles, canoes and kayaks are complimentary, as is the 8-person Jacuzzi spa. Open year-round. For a virtual tour, see our web site. Our gracious B&B is the perfect place to escape for a weekend, a vacation, a retreat or reunion. A hearty New England breakfast with house specialties and real maple syrup makes getting up each morning a treat. 651 River Road,Lyme, NH 03768. (603) 353-4444; (888) 353-4440. www.breakfastonthect.com.

Hotel Coolidge
White River Junction Historic District. Four miles from the Green; vintage railroad hotel provides country inn ambiance. Excellent value. Full service for reunions, luncheons and parties. (800) 622-1124.www.hotelcoolidge.com.

The Quechee Inn at Marshland Farm
A 12 minute drive from Hanover will provide this original 1793 home of Vermont’s first lieutenant governor; careful restoration maintains the 19th-century character and charm while adding modern conveniences to 25 beautiful guest rooms. Biking, canoeing, kayaking and fly fishing on site. Tented wedding, reunion and meeting specialists. Reservations: (800) 235-3133. info@quecheeinn.com,www.quecheeinn.com.

The Quality Inn at Quechee Gorge
Minutes from the Junction of I-89 and I-91, and 12 minutes from Dartmouth. Spacious guest rooms and suites. Full service Restaurant on premises. Hot Breakfast, indoor pool, fitness room. Pet Friendly. Wireless Internet. Exit 1 off I-89 in VT three miles on Route 4 West. www.qualityinnquechee.com. (800) 732-4376.

The Chieftain Motel
Alumni gather at a hidden haven…2 miles from Dartmouth. Beautiful grounds situated on the Connecticut River. Canoes free to our guests. Equipped with scull racks and rowing dock. River boat cruises available. Deluxe continental breakfast served. Pet friendly. (603) 643-2550.www.chieftaininn.com.

The Sunset Motor Inn
Serene. Most rooms have river view. Cable, Wi-Fi, a/c, free local calls,continental breakfast. AAA. Two miles south on Main Street (Route 10); (603) 298-8721.

Holiday Inn Express & Suites
The best accommodations & service the Upper Valley has to offer! Please enjoy our spacious guest rooms & suites, high-speed wireless internet, deluxe continental breakfast and covered parking garage, as well as advantages offered through our Priority Club membership program! 121 Ballardvale Drive, White River Junction, VT 05001; (802) 299-2700. www.hiexpress.com/whiteriverjct.

Butternut Lane Bed and Breakfast
1821 brick farmhouse overlooking the Connecticut River just 3 miles from Dartmouth Green. 3 charming guest rooms and 3 spacious common rooms for rest & relaxation. Reservations: (802) 649-1549.

Residence Inn by Marriot/Lebanon
The preferred all-suite hotel in the Upper Valley! Located just 3 miles from Dartmouth College.  Studio, 1 and 2-bedroom suites feature a fully equipped kitchen and separate, well-designed areas for living, working and sleeping. Complimentary hot breakfast buffet. Shuttle service to campus, high speed internet, and complimentary access to the River Valley Club. Residence Inn is a pet friendly hotel. 603-643-4511 or visit http://www.marriott.com/hotels/travel/lebri-residence-inn-hanover-lebanon/.

The Trumbull House Bed & Breakfast
Hanover’s first and finest B&B, just 4 miles east of campus.  Luxurious country lodgings with six spacious rooms and sumptuous breakfasts.  Free high speed wi-fi, plus a Business center.  16 acres with a swimming pond, trails, and gardens.  40 Etna Road,  Hanover NH, (603)643-2370 trumbullhouse@gmail.com, www.trumbullhouse.com

Twin Farms
An exclusive country estate hideaway on 300 acres in Barnard, VT, with whimsical cottages and suites, exceptional cuisine, fine wines and spirits and intuitive service. A scenic 30-minute drive from Hanover. Year-round activities on-site include downhill skiing, cross-country skiing, snowshoeing, hiking, tennis, swimming, lawn games and biking. Five-star rating by Forbes and #1 Small Hotel in the U.S. (Best Rooms & Best Service) by Zagat. Ask about our special Bed & Breakfast rate. 800-TwinFarms; www.twinfarms.com.

The New London Inn
Historic Main Street Charm. Offering exceptional accommodations, restaurant, tavern and spa–all the luxuries conveniently located to the Upper Valley.  Complimentary breakfast, Flat-screens, WiFi. Jacuzzi suites. (603) 526-2791; thenewlondoninn.com.

The Lyme Inn
The Lyme Inn has welcomed travelers to the Upper Valley for over 200 years.  Just 9 miles from Dartmouth College, our 9 guest rooms and 5 suites reflect a careful harmony between historic elegance and contemporary luxury.  Our award-winning restaurant tantalizes your palate with locally sourced culinary creations, while our warmth and hospitality invite you to return.  1 Market Street, Lyme, NH, (603) 795-4824; www.thelymeinn.com.

Snapdragon Inn
Featured in Food & Wine Magazine as one of “America’s Best”— just five miles from Highway 91 and a short 15 minute drive to Hanover, NH. Snapdragon Inn offers pure, fresh relaxation in newly renovated rooms appointed with custom designed beds. Rooms feature all the latest technology with HD TVs and free wireless access, and bathrooms with heated tile floors and claw foot soaking tubs. Private lawn and gardens connect onto a nature preserve with a lake and miles of hiking trails. Continental breakfast. Located near Harpoon Brewery, Simon Pearce factory outlet, St. Gaudens historic site, and Mt. Ascutney State Park. 802-227-0008; www.snapdragoninn.com

The Norwich Inn
Just 1.5 miles across the river from Dartmouth College, the historic Norwich Inn awaits.,  Two new buildings with luxurious rooms, cozy fireplaces, spacious bathrooms and fitness center. Pet friendly rooms available.  Dine in the dining room or brewpub.  325 Main Street, Norwich, VT 05055. 802-649-1143;
www.norwichinn.com.

To advertise in Dartmouth Alumni Magazine contact Tita Reiche at 603.646.1208 or e-mail Advertising@Dartmouth.EDU

Real Estate

SCARSDALE, NEW YORK. FSBO 5-Bed/4½-Bath “Swiss Chalet” home. See: www.16GreenacresAve.com. Contact: ABinNY.aol.com , (914) 722-2757.

SARASOTA WINTERS: SUN, GOLF, BEACHES, CULTURE! www.sarasota-homes.net. Gail Sanderson, Realtor. (941) 957-8866. gsanderson@tampabay.rr.com. Keller Williams Realty.

WATERVILLE VALLEY. Mountainside home adjacent to retired ski slope. Custom designed to meet the needs of a multigenerational family. 5 bedrooms, 6 baths, 4 fireplaces, 3 decks soak in sunshine and mountain views. Waterville Valley Realty. (888) 987-8333. wvnh.com.

HAWK RESORT, VERMONT. Beautiful 4,000 sq. ft. vacation home, 3 BR, 4.5 baths, 2-car garage, close to Okemo and Killington skiing and golf. Owner is Tuck grad. Call Hawk Resort Realty (802) 672-2006 for more information. Amenities include property management, rental options, restaurant, pools and lake, etc. www.hawkresortrealty.com (MLS # 4044191).

FRENCH REAL ESTATE BROKERAGE run by American team, based in Paris. Write to us at info@belinvestissement.com or call us toll-free at (888) 533-8334.

PrivateCommunities.com. Take a tour of the top retirement, vacation and golf communities at PrivateCommunities.com and GolfCommunities.com.

For Rent

PROVENCE. Delightful five-bedroom stone farmhouse, facing Roman theater. Pool, vineyard. (860) 672-6607, www.frenchfarmhouse.com.

PARIS. Heart of city on Ile St. Louis. Elegant top-floor apartment, elevator, updated well-appointed, gorgeous view. Sleeps 4, maid 3x week. WiFi. Inquiries: triff@mindspring.com or (678) 232-8444.

HANOVER. Walk to campus. Completely remodeled condo. 3 bedrooms, 2.5 baths. Fully furnished—beautiful, upscale. WBF. Garage. Weekend, seasonal, longer. www.gatheringplacehanover.com. (917) 273-8044.

NORWICH, VT. Lovingly restored 1792 farmhouse, four miles from Hanover Green. 4 BR, 3 baths, plus guest qtrs. and rec. area in barn. By week, month or season. (847) 869-1122, Ext. 21.

EASTMAN. 20 minutes from Dartmouth. All seasons lakefront condo. Three bedrooms. Available weekends, weekly, longer. Contact Pam (914) 232-1138;spskill@aol.com.

NOTTINGHILL, LONDON. 3 Bedroom/3.5 Bath home in private mews with parking, minutes from Hyde Park, Kensington Palace, Portobello Road.  brookspreston@yahoo.com. D’90.

BOOTHBAY HARBOR, MAINE. Year-round 3-bedroom luxury condo on water’s edge, private deck: www.BoothbayHarborRental.com. D’98

SQUAM LAKE, NEW HAMPSHIRE: 6-bedroom/6-bathroom lakefront summer home with two separate kitchens, dock, tennis court and/or 3-bedroom/2BA lake access summer home. brookspreston@yahoo.com. D’90.

SUN VALLEY, IDAHO: 6-bedroom private home, sleeps 20, riverfront, sauna, hot tub, game room. brookspreston@yahoo.com. D’90.

PARIS. Stunning Left Bank apartment near Musee d’Orsay and Louvre. Luminous, serene, elegant, sleeps four. For photos and information: Michael Crowley, (626) 395-7877 or davenportdad@earthlink.net.

FRANCE, PARIS-MARAIS: Exquisite, sunny, quiet one-bedroom apartment behind Place des Vosges. King-size bed, living/dining room, six chairs, full kitchen, washer, dryer, weekly maid service, $1,350 weekly. (301) 654-7145; louvet@jhu.edu.

DEERFIELD BEACH, FLORIDA. Lakefront 2/2 Villa, fenced backyard, near I-95/beach. Weekly/Monthly. Contact: ABinNY@aol.com, (914) 722-2757.

HANOVER. Retirement condominium available June 15-September 15. Convenient to College, town and golf course. Bedroom, bath, living room, kitchen. Pleasant community. (603) 643-2242.

RESTORED FARMHOUSE (weekend, week, month) on Connecticut River, Mount Ascutney views, gourmet kitchen, sleeps eight, 30 minutes south of Hanover, www.NorthStarHouse.com, D’82. (603) 448-8738.

LAKE SUNAPEE. Gracious, historic 6-bedroom house, 3½ baths, master suite, sleeping porch, 3rd floor suite, classic stone fireplace, double living room, large updated kitchen, private boathouse, dock, beach, extensive grounds, spectacular sunsets. Owner aqopbketch@aol.com. Weekly June-Oct.

SERENE NH LAKE. Swimming, fishing, canoes, rowboats, kayaks, tennis. Weekly: 2-bedroom boathouse overhanging lake; secluded 2+ bedroom cabin. Private cove. Spring/summer/fall: $1,000/$1,300. dcurll@post.harvard.edu or (603) 835-2683.

DUAL LAKEFRONT COTTAGES ON PRISTINE NH LAKE. Swimming, boating, fishing. $1,200/week. $350/weekend. Visit: Bow Lake Rental on Facebook. Pictures e-mail: scottinvt2@gmail.com. Call: (802) 881-4510. D’99.

HANOVER: GRADUATION OR ALUMNI WEEKEND. In-town fully furnished home available (3 night min, 1 week max). Three bathrooms; five bedrooms with double beds; one bedroom with twin. Fully stocked kitchen and professional cook available, as needed. Deck with grill. Contact: mariruth@cbredpath.com.

HANOVER. Retirement condominium available June 15-September 15. Convenient to College, town and golf course. Bedroom, bath, living room, kitchen. Pleasant community. (603) 643-2242.

LEBANON. Faculty house available summer 2012, spring/summer 2013. Elegantly furnished. 3 bedrooms, 2.5 bathrooms. (603) 448-6568.

NANTUCKET. Beautiful 2-5 bedroom homes in charming island village. Pool, tennis. Walk to town, beach. suzanne@gmail.com, (617) 680-1744.

EXPLORE THE BEAUTIFUL MAINE COAST! Dine on lobster, visit lighthouses, hike Acadia National Park, wine-taste at Cellardoor Winery, swim at Lincolnville Beach, sail on Penobscot Bay and dine/shop along Camden Harbor. Let Bay Leaf Cottages & Bistro be your vacation escape! www.bayleafcottages.com, (207) 505-0458.

LONDON, COVENT GARDEN. Lovely, spacious, quiet, 1 bedroom, 1.5 bath. 2 adults. (415) 933-9903.

ROME: Comfortable, graceful apartment near St. John Lateran. Living/dining room, two double bedrooms, two baths, kitchen/breakfast room. $850/week. www.casacleme.com.  LM603@columbia.edu.

EXPERIENCE TUSCANY! LA CASA DEI FIORALISI. An elegant Casa di Vacanza located in the hill-town of Trequanda, near Siena and Florence. www.ifiordalisi.com.

ALUMNI RETIREE RENTAL APARTMENTS being considered near campus by major developer. For information e-mail us at alumniresidences@gmail.com. Include university name and year graduated.

Travel & Resorts

CUSTOM EUROPEAN VACATIONS. Let us do the planning for your trip of a lifetime! www.bethesdatravel.com. (301) 656-1670

EXPLORE NEWFOUNDLAND AND LABRADOR. Whales, icebergs, lighthouses, puffins, Gros Morne, the Vikings’ New World home. Award-winning local hosts. Gentle 7-day adventures. Wild days. Comfortable hotels. Wildland Tours. (888) 615-8279,  www.wildlands.com.

Dartmouth Memorabilia

ASSORTED DARTMOUTH MEMORABILIA. Sweaters, bar accessories, etc. Circa 1950s. Please call (847) 234-3638.

DOWNSIZING? Is there Dartmouth memorabilia in your attic? The Dartmouth Alumni Magazine classifieds connect you to more than 50,000 potential buyers. Contact Margo Nutt at (603) 646-2256 for more information.

To place a classified ad in Dartmouth Alumni Magazine contact  Margo.Nutt@Dartmouth.edu or call (603) 646-2256.

Aires, Dartmouth, n. The College’s oldest a cappella singing group, notable for bringing a slightly elitist, geeky art form to the national spotlight with its appearance on NBC’s The Sing-Off, paving the way for the Dartmouth Medieval Enthusiasts Club on America’s Got Talent.

Animal House, n. A film co-written by Chris Miller ’63, inspired by his experiences as a member of Alpha Delta Phi fraternity, now Alpha Delta. In the works, a contemporary remake, Three-Year Probation Without Chance of Appeal.

BEMA, n. A natural amphitheater in College Park behind Dartmouth Row. Commonly mistaken as an acronym for “Big Empty Meeting Area,” it actually stands for “Big Empty Makeout Area,” itself an abbreviated version of the full: B.E.M.A.W.R.F.S.W.D. (“Big Empty Makeout Area Where Robert Frost Statue Watches Disapprovingly”).

Dartmouth, The, n. A publication dedicated to exposing students to a world beyond their dorm room (extending from Fraternity Row to Main Street).

Dartmouth Alumni Magazine, n. A bimonthly publication mailed to alumni to remind them of how little they’ve achieved in life, in the hope their shame will manifest itself in increased donations.

Dartmouth Review, The, n. A well-funded, well-written publication drawing on the rich social and political discourse of the He-Man Women Haters Club.

Dimensions Weekend, n. A spring weekend during which admitted applicants can tour their prospective athletic, academic, cultural and makeout options.

DA$H Card, n. A discretionary spending account in which a student’s parents deposit a fixed amount of money for laundry, vending, tickets and events each term. Teaches good finance skills for down the road when, due to the student’s art history major, her parents have transitioned to depositing money into her bank account each month.

H-croo, n. 1. Short for Hanover Crew, the rainbow-haired, singing and dancing upperclassmen who greet incoming freshmen before their DOC first-year trips. 2. A freshman’s first major deliberation point as to whether he should have gone to Williams instead.

Hometown Honey, n. 1. Slang for a high school girlfriend or boyfriend who does not attend Dartmouth. 2. The dignified excuse for a lack of action freshman year.

Occom Pond, n. The future filming site of The Real Housewives of Dartmouth College.

Organic Farm, n. A radical reinvention of the “Big Agriculture” model of paying migrant workers sub-minimal wages. Here workers pay $50,000-plus per year to till the soil.

President Kim, v. To be so accomplished, an individual makes others feel bad about themselves. Ex: “Donna sent out her holiday cards in November. She really President Kimmed us on that one.”

Rhimes, Shonda, n. The alum creator of Grey’s Anatomy, responsible for more sales of College memorabilia than all athletic programs combined.

Roommate, Freshman Year, n. The person who will keep you up all night rocking the bunk-bed frame your first year. Ideally due to deep, passionate, raucous philosophical discussions.

Skiway, Dartmouth, n. Opened in 1957 so students and alumni can casually reference “our mountain” when other colleges brag about their athletic facilities.

Vox Clamantis in Deserto, n. Dartmouth’s Latin motto. Translates to “the voice of one crying out in the wilderness.” Won out over “ebrici viri intra silvam cespitans” (“drunk men stumbling in the woods”).

Alexis C. Jolly lives in Los Angeles.

It was really Dartmouth that I didn’t want to end things with. As a transfer student, I’d been on campus only for my junior and senior years, and now that my stint was over I was filled with regret at how I’d squandered my time. It moved me, being at Dartmouth. Somewhere on the sense-of-awe spectrum between seeing the Mona Lisa for the first time and finding a pair of designer jeans on sale and in my size. I got a giddy thrill every time I contributed to class discussions or nailed a paper. My heart skipped whenever I heard those Baker bells chime or I touched Warner Bentley’s nose for luck at the Hop. Such history! Such prestige! The academics were a challenge, but that pursuit of an A (or a B in many cases) made me feel like a small but valued cog in this very grand machine.

I skated by on D’s in high school, took a series of menial jobs for a few years afterward and needed to make up for all my mistakes by slogging through a heap of payback at a community college. So every single day at Dartmouth felt like a honeymoon at the end of a very long, bitter relationship. School and I, we weren’t supposed to end up this way. I was destined for the management track of a fast-food restaurant, not an Ivy League college. “There’s no way I’m supposed to be here,” I’d tell my mother. “Some administrator in an awkward-length skirt and sensible shoes is going to come knocking on my door any day now and tell me that a terrible mistake has been made.”

My first two terms were the most work and the most fun. I took the sports editor position at The D, and my already impossible workload became even more difficult. The grind of a daily paper—even a small campus daily—was exhausting. CliffsNotes became my primary texts, and I’m certain I clocked more hours of sleep during poor Peter Saccio’s incredible lectures than I did in my bed—but I still get nostalgic for that giddy, overtired camaraderie my fellow D staffers and I shared. I made incredible friends, too, becoming tight with a trio of mature but self-effacing ’95s who were quick-witted and passionate, confident and cool. How had I never met girls like these before? They brought me into their fold and we were soon inseparable. Until they graduated. It killed me to watch them get their diplomas when I still had a year to go.

Stuck on campus with no more than a few casual acquaintances, what I should have done was join a club, maybe one of the sororities I thought myself better than, or even The D again, but instead I became a virtual loner, convinced there were no other Yvonne, Kristen or Susan types on campus. I ate alone, shopped alone, studied alone. I even moved out of my dorm at Ripley and into a solo apartment over Murphy’s. While I was thrilled at no longer having to deal with dorm life (which included such annoyances as a tap-dancing upstairs neighbor who routinely woke me at 6 a.m. with his morning practice), it didn’t do much for my social life to distance myself even more from campus life.

I became even more of an outsider by applying for, and somehow getting, a senior fellowship in creative writing. With a serious cut in class requirements, the result was even less interaction with my peers. I locked myself in my apartment or my windowed study on the top floor of Baker and poured myself into my book each day. If I needed a break, I’d visit with my mentors in the English department or take advantage of my very patient astronomy prof’s office hours to have him explain one more time how a supernova forms. (Science was the one painful hole in my credits I needed to fill.)

The nights were harder. Three years older than most of my classmates, I always felt like the odd girl out, drifting from one clique to another, never quite clicking with any. As for guys? Forget it. Dating a Dartmouth boy was a dream I never even pursued. It was partly my age, but also intimidation. In the past, thanks to a dangerously high level of self-loathing, I’d settled for a heap of losers ranging from a drug-addled skinhead to a married 52-year-old. Intelligent young men who had neither a wife nor a probation officer? Waaay out of my league. So, instead, I latched on to the locals.

First there was Ken from the Dirt Cowboy who, in lieu of being able to take me out on a barista’s wages, brought foamy cappuccinos up to my place, where we held hands and watched the latest rental from Videostop. Across the street was the waiter from the Hanover Inn who literally said to me the day after a drunken hookup, “I’m just not that into you.” (His tips got significantly smaller after that.) At the photo shop was Paul, but it turned out I just wasn’t into him. Then there was the waiter from Murphy’s who often knocked on my door after his shifts. Cute and fun, but he was clearly just using me for my convenient location, preferring to climb a flight of stairs than trek home to Sunapee, New Hampshire, at 2 in the morning.

Dan was different. He was in his early 30s and an aspiring, extraordinarily gifted writer with a storied past that included jail time and alcohol addiction. With a few foibles of my own I wasn’t proud of, I could relate to him more than the prep-school types. He and I were both former screw-ups just trying to fit in. He’d walk over the bridge from his rented studio in Norwich and meet me at the library. I’d watch for him from my perch in Baker as he crossed the Green. Baseball cap on, book bag laden with novels and note pads, he easily blended in with the sweatshirts shuffling to and from class. I knew that feeling of masquerading. Even though I was enrolled and he wasn’t, I felt only a little more entitled to be at Dartmouth. As we read classics and played footsies in a couple of cozy chairs at Sanborn, I carved out plans for us to move to Iowa or someplace equally bleak but writerly.

I started to suspect that Mr. Too-Good-To-Be-True (at least from my low standards) was in fact that when he said he was about to be published and the book advance was $250,000. “Really? That sounds like an awful lot for a first-time author,” I said. Meanwhile, I was the one picking up every restaurant check on our frequent dates. After questioning a few more of his stories that didn’t seem to add up, I called the literary agency he claimed to be a client of (“The same as Salman Rushdie’s!” he told me excitedly when we first met) and confirmed that, in fact, they’d never heard of him. Neither had the college he told me he graduated from. Who knows if he’d even been to prison, but I wasn’t about to call the Rikers Island switchboard to find out. I saw Dan on campus once after we broke up, penning another of his tales in a notebook at Collis. I gave him a dismissive sneer—snotty girl warning him to stay off her turf—as I sashayed past. By then, it was no longer my turf either.

The rest of that summer following graduation was a lonely one. Being at Dartmouth is not the same as being in Dartmouth, I quickly realized. Unable to let go, I aimlessly trolled Main Street and became a regular at Murphy’s, prompting my bartender buddy Tails to ask me in the shaded, dank cool one July afternoon, “Didn’t you graduate? What the hell are you still doing here?” After one last attempt to stay by pursuing a job in the admissions office, and being promptly, and wisely, turned down for it, I finally boxed up my belongings a few weeks before fall term started. It was time to move on.

Despite my ups and downs there, I still miss Dartmouth. Desperately. Especially in the fall, when that back-to-school chill is in the air. I close my eyes and breathe in that woodsy smell of fallen leaves and I’m back once again, walking from Ripley to wherever, backpack slung across one shoulder and my future a distant worry. Perhaps I’ll sign up for a Rassias course one summer—I can squeeze my two missing Dartmouth years into 10 days of intensive Italian! There’s also my dream that one of my kids will get a thick envelope with that “Vox Clamantis In Deserto” seal in the upper-left corner sometime in the 2020s, and I can recapture my college days by mooching off theirs. I’ve also brought up the idea of retiring to the Upper Valley area to my husband, a Penn alum, but he’ll likely just “uh-huh, honey” me on that subject until we’re 64 1/2, by which point I’m sure he’s hoping I’ll be over my obsession.

I visit often, which helps. Because even though the campus does change, Dartmouth really doesn’t. I don’t, however, do reunions. Never been to one. Probably never will. Sure, there’s the awkward fact that I’d only look vaguely familiar to maybe two other people attending; most would just think, “Wrong tent, lady.” But even though I could turn on my socially savvy side now and likely walk away with a few more friends than I did 15 years ago, I prefer visiting Dartmouth in the same solitary kind of way I attended. The quiet weekends or, even better, the weeks between terms when even most current students aren’t there, that’s my favorite time to go. I walk the dimmed halls, poke my head into the empty classrooms, grab a seat in my favorite nook at Sanborn and just take simple pride in being there as an alum. Whether I really belonged back then or not, who knows? I do now.

Jennifer Wulff’s next stop was New York City, where she wrote for People for 11 years. She’s now a freelancer and mom in Norwalk, Connecticut.

We met in the Edgerton Center on School Street, which opened the year before George entered Dartmouth. George was a frequent attendee at the daily 4 p.m. coffee hour presided over by MacBurney. Even though George was the youngest in the room, his wit and intelligence at least matched anyone’s there. I recall vividly his impersonation of Winston Churchill that lacked only a cigar. After coffee hour many of us adjourned to the chapel for a sung evening prayer with Fr. Ed at the organ. I am sure those late afternoons influenced about a half dozen of my contemporaries to enter seminary.

Hugh Savage ’64
Brunswick, Maine

Bull’s-eye
Thanks to Chelsea Little ’09 for the great article on Olympic biathlon—a much under-appreciated sport [“Ready, Ski, Aim!” Mar/Apr]. Back in the late 1980s, by attracting high school cross-country runners to a demo, I adapted the sport to the suburbs. We used low-powered air rifles left at the range where runners shoot at targets 10 meters away. Equipment and venues were donated, and even in anti-gun Massachusetts the sport caught on.

Although the boys, all accomplished athletes, resisted being told how to improve their marksmanship, the girls listened to instruction and quickly surpassed the boys in accuracy. The boys couldn’t stand that, so they began to listen and soon caught up.

As Little’s article pointed out, you can’t just blaze out at 100-percent effort to get a great time and win; you also have to shoot well, which can’t be done with a pulse rate much above 175. It is a great lesson in sport (and life) for everyone to see the fastest skier lose to a slower one because the slower sacrificed a little speed in order to shoot much better.

Unlike cross-country, which isn’t much of a spectator sport, in suburban biathlon the spectators gather around the range and watch the athletes appear several times, shoot and ski/run off for another one-mile loop in the woods. It is a sign of a real champion to miss, miss, gird his loins and then hit, hit, hit. Psychologically weaker athletes hit, hit and then—terrified of success—miss, miss, miss.

Suburban biathlon lets the sport be carried out nearly everywhere. You could even run in the city on Sunday mornings and shoot at a storefront range. I wrote a coach’s manual on the sport, for anyone who might be interested in taking up the gauntlet.

Tom Holzel ’63
Boston

Remembering Bernie
I was very glad to see acknowledgment of Bernie Gert’s death [“Campus,” Mar/Apr], given the deplorable omission of professors’ names in the “deaths” listing following Class Notes. It brought back a memory from my days as director of the Hop. There I was confronted by Bernie saying he thought the Hop might be liable for damages because he had laughed so much that his ribs ached—as a member of the audience, on more than one occasion, for the class of 1975 fifth-reunion show called A Good Evening Beyond the Fringe, directed by Jean Passanante ’75, with a cast consisting of Mark Arnott ’72, John Battle ’75, Jamie Horton (Princeton ’78, a frequent Dartmouth Player, now a member of the theater arts faculty) and—replacing Peter Syvertsen ’75, who had suddenly been offered a summer gig at Actors Equity rates—yours truly. Unless I am much mistaken, that show, revived twice, holds the longevity record for a home-grown theater production at the College, with 31 performances.

Peter Smith ’35A
Buffalo, New York

Zero Tolerance
I strongly endorse the views in the letter of Richard Hetke ’73 [“Letters,” Mar/Apr] advocating closing or strictly controlling fraternities to curb drinking at Dartmouth. This has been a problem, in one way or another, for more than 50 years. To have another study committee, as President Kim is doing now, is to avoid confronting the problem.

Theodore S. Tapper ’61, DMS’62
Lower Merion, Pennsylvania

A Cloud Zipper
I really enjoyed the potpourri of adventures by recent alums roaming around the girdled earth [“Time Out,” Jan/Feb].

Fifty-nine years ago there weren’t too many opportunities to absorb culture and humanity at university-sponsored sites. As a struggling polyglot lo these many years living and working abroad, I am envious of the exposure to living language that Professor Rassias has used to bring so many initially unilingual students into the multilingual globality of the 21st century. (My wife and I are hoping to take the College-hosted Greece and Turkey cruise with Rassias in October and become immersed in the master’s linguistic aura!)

If I had known someone was to write the “Time Out” roundup I would have submitted my photo of zip-lining in Costa Rica a few years back when I got the fright of my life zipping above cloud cover before repelling down a 100-foot eucalyptus.

Ed Parsons ’53
Naples, Florida

Trifecta
The Nov/Dec 2011 issue was particularly arresting. The roundtable [“How Safe Are We?”] was persuading, the story of Steve Posniak ’65 [“Burned”] was moving, and the account of athletic director Harry Sheehy was informative as to Dartmouth’s athletic plight and its current director.

Quentin Kopp ’49
San Francisco

More Vocals, Please
I was hoping to see a detailed article on the Dartmouth Aires, especially since they placed second in NBC’s The Sing-Off, where they were fabulous. Your short piece in your Nov/Dec issue [“Campus”] does not give them full recognition.

At the Smith College Silver Chord Bowl in early February the Aires performed extremely well and were wonderful ambassadors for the College. They mingled with alumni and their families before the concert and after it enthusiastically signed autographs, supported other groups and represented Dartmouth superbly.

Philip Stoddard ’58
Hampden, Massachusetts

Gregory Pence ’06 and Victoria Moy ’03 joined forces to help bring artist Song Byeok and his work to the United States, The Korea Times reported in February. A former North Korean propaganda painter who defected to South Korea in 2002, Byeok met Pence in Seoul in 2010, when Pence was studying there as a Fulbright Scholar. Pence enlisted the aid of Moy, co-president of the Dartmouth Asian Pacific American Alumni Association, who helped raise money to bring Song to Atlanta for a gallery exhibition of his works and a series of college speaking engagements. Song’s work depicts scenes from his homeland, as well as satirical pieces, many incorporating the late North Korean leader Kim Jong-il. “The more eyeballs we can get to see Song Byeok’s works of art, the better,” Pence told The Korea Times.

An Associated Press reporter caught up with Margaret Wheeler ’97, president of the American Mountain Guides Association, last November during the association’s annual conference in New Paltz, New York. Wheeler is a backcountry guide at Pro Guiding Service in North Bend, Washington, and an instructor of avalanche education, but worked an engineering job part-time for more than five years while earning certifications in rock,  alpine and ski mountaineering. In 2006 she became the second woman in the United States to complete her International Mountain Guides Association certification. “You have to take good care of yourself,” Wheeler told AP. “It’s a very physical job…there’s no sick days. It’s a lot about being with people as well. It’s about reading people, about understanding their goals and then taking them sort of out of their comfort zones.”

Looking Through, the second release from the L.A.-based band Warm Weather, has been getting terrific reviews since its January release. The pop trio includes former Dartmouth Aires and The Sing-Off finalists Brendan Lynch-Salamon ’10 and Justin Lerman ’10 and their friend Ryan Pollie. Looking Through “is composed of four heart-warming songs, layered with Beach Boys harmonies and easy comparisons to both Grizzly Bear and the infallible Paul Simon,” MusicDissection.com reported in February. “My desire for a full-length album has, after this, just rocketed!” Listen to their music at warmweather.bandcamp.com.

When Naval Ravikant ’95 first arrived in Silicon Valley in 1996 he helped found startups such as @Home.com and Vast.com, a marketplace for classified ads. But he ultimately realized that he most enjoyed matching investors with entrepreneurs. So in 2009 he started AngelList, a website that helps streamline this process. AngelList has 3,300 participating investors and, as Ravikant told Forbes in February, of the 25,000 startups on the site, he “estimates that hundreds have been funded.”

Rachel King ’81, founder of the biopharmaceutical company GlycoMimetics, was featured in an article about the biotech industry’s “female frontrunners” in the February issue of The Scientist. King, who majored in French at Dartmouth and earned an M.B.A. from Harvard, was first exposed to the industry while working on a biotech project at Bain and Co. Despite her limited background in biology, King says the key to her success has been attending scientific lectures at the companies where she has worked, including Genetic Therapy Inc., and sitting down with the scientists afterward to ask for explanations of various concepts. “I’m not trying to be a scientist, but I can talk about our scientific story,” she told The Scientist.

Honda Classic executive director Ken Kennerly ’87 recalled Tiger Woods’ early years at the PGA tournament he first played in 1993 as a 17-year-old amateur. “I remember the buzz. Here’s a future superstar, but where do they go? You’re never sure,” Kennerly, credited with bringing Woods back to Florida for the March event, told the Orlando Sentinel. Woods brought the buzz again this year, helping boost attendance 45 percent to 160,000 spectators, said Kennerly, who is also the president and CEO of IGP Sports and Entertainment Group in North Palm Beach, Florida.

Biathlete Susan Dunklee ’08—who was featured in the last issue of DAM—scored the highest finish ever by a U.S. female in the World Biathlon Championships in Germany on March 7. Dunklee, who took up biathlon in 2008 and made her debut on the World Cup circuit this season, missed a medal in the individual race by just seven seconds after 9.3 miles of shooting and skiing that lasted almost 44 minutes. “Halfway through my fourth [penultimate] lap I heard an announcer saying that I was in the lead,” Dunklee told the Chicago Tribune. “That was a little terrifying.” Teammate Sara Studebaker ’07 finished 38th.

Dartmouth men’s rugby coach Alex “Mags” Magleby ’00, named head coach of the USA men’s sevens team in February, will guide the team through the remaining four tournaments of the 2011-12 HSBC Sevens World Series, which concludes in mid-May. He will continue to coach in Hanover—though he’ll miss some matches due to national team commitments—where last year he helped the men’s sevens team win the College Rugby Championship Invitational title. “The current squad is extremely proud of Mags and wishes him all the best,” Dartmouth captain Paul Jarvis ’12 told RugbyMag.com. “Playing for Mags and learning from him has been one of the most rewarding aspects of my time at Dartmouth, and it is fantastic to see him reach the pinnacle of his profession.”

With a double major in engineering and studio art from Dartmouth, a master’s degree in architecture from Harvard and four years as an apprentice to renowned architect Richard Meier, who designed the hilltop J. Paul Getty Center in Los Angeles, Eric Fisher ’82 was the perfect choice to design a Pittsburgh couple’s challenging dream home. The resulting Emerald Art Glass House took three years to build and is “a 53-foot-long glass-and-steel wedge cantilevered over [the owners’] factory,” as The New York Times described it in its “Great Homes” section in February. Fisher, a fourth-generation Pittsburgher who is the principal of Fisher Architecture, told the Times that the cantilevered section is three times the length of the one Frank Lloyd Wright built at Fallingwater.

How to Survive a Plague, a documentary film co-written and edited by Woody Richman ’92, was purchased at the Sundance Film Festival in January by Sundance Selects, a division of IFC Films. The documentary about the AIDS epidemic includes footage taken from 700 hours of video and chronicles the activism and medical breakthroughs in the 1990s that helped ensure HIV was no longer a death sentence. In a rave review in January, The Hollywood Reporter called the film “an epic celebration of heroism and tenacity,” adding that the individual stories of gay activists featured in the documentary also help make the film “a rewarding experience and a vital testament to courage and endurance.”

NBC Nightly News in February profiled World War II Remembered, a book of the wartime memories of 56 residents of the Kendal retirement community in Hanover, many of them Dartmouth alumni. Among those featured are John Jenkins ’43, John Weeks ’44 and the late Bill Hotaling ’41, Robert Encherman ’42, Edward Scheu ’46, Malcolm McLane ’46 and Robert L. Allen ’45. Clint Gardner ’44 recounted for NBC Nightly News his experience of the D-Day invasion, when he suffered a severe head wound at Omaha Beach. Later he witnessed the liberation of Buchenwald concentration camp. “We saw hundreds of bodies piled outside the crematorium. I realized that I had been changed by this experience,” the 89-year-old Gardner said.

Flanking the southern edge of the Green, Dartmouth’s pint-size version of New York City’s iconic Lincoln Center turns 50 this year. The Hop, named one of the nation’s exemplary performing arts centers by the National Endowment for the Arts in 1988, attracts more than just performing artists. The Hop is not special because of its awards, big-name acts or even the sheer volume of its shows. The Hop invites everyone in—from athletes eating after practice to the premed major who saw his first musical at the Hop and 45 years later is a Tony Award-winning Broadway director. It’s a home for raw talents and the just raw: Students make costumes, build sets and slap together a lot of wobbly chairs in the woodshop. Much has changed in the last five decades, but the Hop remains the cultural heart of campus, beating with the nit and grit and grind of people trying to make something of their art—and of themselves.                   —Sarah Schewe ’12

No Hesitation
“The Hop opened in my senior year at Dartmouth, and I jumped in with both feet. I performed in the first production in the Moore Theater, Georg Büchner’s Danton’s Death. It was very heavy stuff. I ran the lighting board for JB—more heavy stuff—and appeared in Threepenny Opera as police chief Jackie Brown—heavy stuff with music. I couldn’t get enough of the place. That spring I adapted, wrote and directed a play for the interfraternity play contest, a chapter from Winnie the Pooh, ‘In Which Kanga and Baby Roo Come to the Forest and Piglet Gets a Bath.’ There were my fraternity brothers, hale and hearty good fellows all, parading around with names like Pooh, Eeyore and Piglet. To paraphrase e.e. cummings: ‘A host of pent-up desires began to break jail’ when the Hop opened its doors to me. Did it influence my career path? Does Geico sell auto insurance?”
—Paul Binder ’63, founder and artistic director of Big Apple Circus, New York City

Cabin Fever
“The Hopkins woodshop was the only thing that kept me sane during the Hanover winters. Freshman year I built a bookcase/stereo/album rack for my 203 Gile dorm room. Sophomore year I built a library table from solid oak. My biggest undertaking was the Phi Delt tiger-maple bar top that lived until the recent fire.”
—William Scoville ’83, program manager at Shaw Group, Cincinnati, Ohio

Sheltered
“The Hop was a sanctuary, a place that was at first blush logically and clearly laid out. Closer inspection revealed complexity and contradiction. At some point I thought I could probably just move into the Hop and stop paying rent. I knew the place better than its janitors did. It was the unique, messy and vibrant cultural heart of the campus. A home away from home.”
—Michael Arad ’91, architect and designer of the World Trade Center Memorial, New York City

Letterman
“I was one of the Hop monitors. This was a work-study job, which, among other things, involved changing the sign on the balcony. It could be an odious task in the cold, dark winter months, manipulating the heavy, inflexible letters into their rightful places, upside down and backward with a spotlight shining in your eyes. But it was a labor of love and a privilege to be a part of one of Dartmouth’s most visually recognizable landmarks.”
—Jonathan Sullivan ’90, director of electronic marketing at Learning Tree International, Washington, D.C.

Piano Man
“One afternoon in the early fall of 1973 I was studying calculus on the upper floor of the Hop, overlooking the Green. A guy stopped playing the grand piano and walked by. Observing that I was studying multivariable calculus, which he had completed the year before, he asked if I needed any help. For him it was meant as an opening line, but I was absorbed in my studies. Given that I already had decided to be a math major and understood the material, I said no. He sat down to talk anyway. His persistence paid off. After several more chance encounters we dated throughout my Dartmouth career. A few years after graduation, we married.”
—Leslie (Kenney) Finertie ’77, senior consultant at MyVal Center, Orinda, California

Theatrics
“I have so many memories: The first play I ever directed was in the Bentley—my ultra-pretentious, self-translated version of Ionesco’s Les Chaises with a set that had tilting walls. Tearing the crotch of my restoration britches just before taking stage on opening night of Sheridan’s The Duenna. Rigging lights at 4 a.m. for the production of Eugene O’Neill’s Hughie done by Joe Sutton ’75. Playing a soldier in Botticelli directed by Bruce Coughlin ’75 and a petty criminal in Threepenny Opera as staged by Mark Arnott ’72. As Feste, twisting my ankle in Twelfth Night and getting to boot (with my other foot) Professor Saccio around as assistant clown. All those Aires rehearsals in every corner of the music department. Every Sunday working as a Hop monitor in the lobby. Coming back as an alum to revise a Broadway flop called Working. For me the Hop was, and still is, Dartmouth.”
—Paul Lazarus ’76, director, producer, writer, Los Angeles

Art Haven
“I spent most of my senior year in the printmaking studio downstairs. I remember entire days and nights there, blasting my music and dancing along as I worked on my projects. It was my favorite place on campus, and I miss it so much.”
—Julissa Llosa ’10, high school teacher, Brooklyn, New York

Vintage Boss
“I remember my all-time favorite Hopkins Center concert. It was October 1974, and for the first time in more than a decade the Dartmouth-Harvard game was being played in Hanover. An upperclassman invited me to usher a big Bruce Springsteen concert. I have seen him in concert several times in the past decades, but nothing will compare with the intimacy of 900-seat Spaulding Auditorium rocking to the Boss and his band playing ‘Rosalita.’ Little did we know then that he would become one of the great performers of our generation.”
—Barbara “Barbie” (Snyder) Martinez ’78, territory manager, InfoPrint Solutions, Boston

Early Decision
“It was the fall of 1968. My brother Pat ’72 was an incoming freshman. I was a freshman at Stamford (Connecticut) High School. The Mattimore family, including my dad, class of 1938, had made the four-hour drive from Stamford in our Plymouth station wagon to drop Pat off. We unloaded his stuff at his dorm and walked up to the Green. As we approached Hopkins Center I saw two upperclassmen leaning over the wrought iron railing of the Hop’s second-floor balcony. Attached to the railing was a large sign, made of individual cardboard letters and numbers, which spelled out the greeting: ‘Welcome Class of ’72.’ I watched as the two upperclassmen, all the time laughing, removed the C and the L from the sign. It was at that moment that I decided, if I got in, there’d be no choice. I’d be going to Dartmouth.”
—Bryan Mattimore ’76, owner of Growth Engine, Norwalk, Connecticut

Chow Time
“Early mornings the Hop was always open and operating, cheerfully serving fresh food. I will never forget tasting a Billy Bob sandwich—and fresh waffle—for the first time after an exhausting crew practice.”
—Evan Greulich ’10, assistant instructor at Lebanese American University, Beirut, Lebanon

What A Pane
“Several of us were playing poker in South Fayer when one of us got an urge for something from the snack bar in the Hop. In a hurry to get back to the table, he ran at full speed from the dorm to the Hop lobby without slowing for the closed—and all-glass—main door. The glass shattered, and this friend sustained a leg wound that neither he nor any of us in the game noticed until after he returned, when the campus cops arrived 10 minutes later. They had followed the trail of blood. The poker champ got stitches, and the Hop got a set of eye-level decals on the glass of its main doors.”
—Ed Gray ’67, editor and writer, Lyme, New Hampshire

Blind Luck
“It was Winter Carnival 1965. I was a premed sophomore with a blind date. I took her to the Hop to see Warner Bentley’s production of the musical Wonderful Town—and it changed my life forever. Now, 45 years later, I am a director of Broadway plays and musicals. It all started at the Hop. And I’m forever grateful.”
—Jerry Zaks ’67, Tony Award-winning director and actor, New York City

Free Shows
“I would try to sneak into every musical and most dramatic performances after intermission—when they stopped collecting tickets. These performances were extraordinary balm for an overworked engineering student. I missed the hop when I left.”
—Mark Samuel Tuttle ’65, Th’66, board member of  Apelon, Orinda, California

X-Rated?
“I took upright bass lessons at the Hop for years and joined a bluegrass band. Music still plays an important extracurricular role in my life. I’m grateful to the Hop for helping students make music. One of my favorite memories: pretending to be a music journalist to get into concerts for free. Most awkward moment? My friends and me running into my sociology professor at the Film Society’s rather sardonic screening of, um, an adult movie.”
—Kate Gilbert ’05, student at the University of Michigan Law School, Ann Arbor

A Kind of Hush
“The Hop was more of a home to me as a theater major than any of the dorms I lived in or even my Greek house. I don’t think there’s an inch of that building I haven’t been in—the workshops, the performance spaces, the lighting cages, the costuming department, set storage, green rooms, lighting booths, orchestra pits. And, of course, I ate so very many meals at the Courtyard Café. Some of my favorite memories are rubbing the nose on the Warner Bentley bust for good luck every time I passed, late-night hang-and-focus sessions in the black box and main stages, helping to move pianos out of storage and into a performance space with the other student workers, and hanging out on the catwalks during a performance when spotlights needed to be run. The professional shows I saw broadened my experience and taught me to love new things: modern dance, bunraku puppetry, unusual performance. The shows I worked on taught me even more. I remember dozens of opening nights and the hush of anticipation between the house lights going down and the stage lights going up. Even close to 20 years later so many performances are fresh in my memory. They remain some of the best days and nights of my life.”
—Stephanie Crowley ’91, communications specialist, Syracuse, New York

Starting Early
“My mother (being an active and passionate alumna) always talked about the Hopkins Center when I was younger. Her devotion to this arts center in particular was so moving that I decided to donate a week’s worth of allowance when I was 8—three dollars. I am glad for this appreciation of performing arts now more than ever, because the Hop has made such high-quality performers accessible to students. Nowhere else in my life will I be encouraged and recruited to pay only $10 to see a performance of award-winning artists. I wish I spent more time there. Ironically, being in the Dartmouth Dance Theater Ensemble has kept me so busy that I’ve missed some of the great musicians and actors who visit our stage. However, I never miss the dance pieces. With the likes of Bill T. Jones, Pilobolus and Merce Cunningham, it would be an absurd waste. I feel very lucky to enjoy such a fruitful arts environment in a rural and isolated setting.”
—Elizabeth Hoffman ’13, women and gender studies major

The Magic Phone
“Recently, at the Aires’ 63rd reunion, I wandered through the Hop. It always has an emotional impact on me, because I probably spent more hours there than in any college building other than my dorm. What amazes me is how little it has changed since 1975. Faulkner is exactly the same, and the acoustics bring back memories when ringing ‘with the songs we love so well.’ One thing that has changed is that the magic phone is gone. This was a pay phone under the back stairway going down to the back door of the Hop from the auditorium. Not that I’d know personally, but I hear that when you made a long distance phone call, entering your change after the operator asked you to ‘Please deposit 75 cents…,’ a bent paper clip pushed through the hole carefully drilled in the phone by some enterprising engineering student would return your money to you.”
—Robin Felix ’75, principal systems engineering manager at SAIC, Arlington, Virginia

Back Stage
“The Hop has been a fixture in my life since my freshman fall, when I started working in the costume shop as an assistant, doing everything from hemming pants and looking through vast costume stock for a papal cape to dressing the actors backstage for theater shows. It’s something I never imagined I would do at Dartmouth and now something I can’t imagine my Dartmouth experience without.”
—Christian Brandt ’12, anthropology major

Creative Stain
“The 24-hour drawing marathons hosted by the studio arts department have been just about my most favorite thing at Dartmouth. I specifically remember my freshman year learning to squeeze black walnut husks at midnight with Paul Bowen, my sculpture professor from the previous term. He had brought a paper bag full of rotted husks from his own tree, and the dark brown stain remained on my hands for weeks. The ink we produced became one of my favorite drawing materials. Coincidentally my family grows black walnut trees and I now always go to the orchard in early summer to collect the husks that stain my hands and pull my creativity out.”
—Sarah Jewett ’12, engineering and studio art major

Singing and Soul
“Whether performing one of my spoken-word poetry pieces with Soul Scribes at the Top of the Hop or singing my heart out with the Gospel Choir in Spaulding Auditorium, my passion for being on the stage and the equally rewarding experience of sitting in the audience has played a major role in my creative growth.”
—Joan Leslie ’12, government and African-American studies major

Boyish Behavior
“It was the very beginning of my freshman fall in 1978 and I was going to the Hop to register for classes. As we walked across the plaza upperclassmen on the balcony held numerical signs over it, rating the girls as they passed as if it were an Olympic competition—a ‘tradition’ that I sincerely hope has been abandoned.”
—Lydia Lazar ’81, associate dean at the University of Chicago Harris School of Public Policy, Chicago

Furnishing a Future
“Freshman year I discovered the Hop’s workshops after a friend told me about them. I built the requisite dorm furniture: book case, lamp, even a Lazy Boy-style footstool sort of thing that clamped onto one of those horrible light-green vinyl chairs in our room. My most ambitious project was a beautiful walnut case for a Heath kit stereo amplifier I had built the summer after high school. Senior year I shared an apartment off campus, but owned virtually no furniture. I realized that this would be my opportunity to build some functional pieces: A tiger-maple coffee table made with Mexican tiles I brought back from my language study abroad, several lamps on which I learned to use a turning lathe, a mahogany end table, a large oversized chair that, thankfully, disappeared and several other pieces. Now I have again begun to build furniture. I feel very fortunate to have found the workshops. To me it was a place to use my hands along with my mind and to escape from the competitive classrooms.”
—Rob Manegold ’75, member of the Hopkins Center board of overseers and VP/treasurer of Four-Four Foundation Inc., Chenequa, Wisconsin

Love and Marriage
“I always loved the Hop. It had great shows and movies and the cafe had the best ice cream—who can forget mix-ins? The Hinman boxes were there, so it was a daily stop, and the upstairs lounge was a great place to study. But the best thing was that my husband, Peter, and I met while working there. He was a senior and head of security. I was a junior and a head usher. We started dating as undergrads, then eight years later we got married.”
—Carolyn Salsgiver Kobsa ’88, senior vice president, planning and marketing, at Yale New Haven Health System/Bridgeport Hospital, New Haven, Connecticut

A Teaching Legacy
“The Hopkins Center opened just a year after I had graduated from Dartmouth. I was proud to see the groundbreaking of the center, but did not see the finished Hopkins Center until I returned some years later to teach at Dartmouth and to direct and act in Richard the III on the Moore Stage. What an extraordinary resource it had become for Dartmouth and the community. Central to the liberal arts mission of the College, it embodied ideas, ideals and passions taught by the great teachers I had known at Dartmouth. I found a vibrant theater with passionate students and their work. I found an extraordinary performing arts program with a season of major artists in dance, in music, in theater—a program in the performing arts that is the envy of many arts centers in the country. The Hopkins Center has become a central mission of my class, creating the Class of 1961 Legacy: The American Tradition in Performance Fund. I think in so many ways the Hopkins Center has been an important part of my life, extending my own love of the great works of the theater, of great performance. So much of what I eventually owned as central to me and to my work I first learned to love at Dartmouth.”
—David Birney ’61, award-winning actor/director, Santa Monica, California

A Career Coming Out of the Woodwork
“I had the privilege of spending a great deal of time in the woodshop during my Dartmouth career. I remember thinking to myself, during my junior year, that in two short years I would be graduating from college and that I would soon be out on my own and renting my first apartment. I realized that along with renting an apartment I would need to buy furniture. I decided to utilize the resources at my disposal. I started small, with a Shaker bedside table in maple. Once that was done I decided that I needed a bed to go with it, so I sketched out a design for a queen-sized, four-poster canopy bed. I was ambitious and I decided that I wanted to build the bed out of logs cut from the forest around Dartmouth. The College forester told me to send him a list of what I needed, and he proceeded to cut the trees out of the woods at the Grant and deliver them to me on campus. Over Thanksgiving break I stationed myself in the common room at my fraternity and proceeded to strip the bark from these logs by hand using a draw knife. A month later I had my bed. I then fleshed out my furniture collection with a solid-oak desk; a walnut-and-birch coffee table; an oak side table using wood I found down at A-lot; a chestnut banquet table; a second, queen-sized bed; and finally a 12-person solid-cherry dining room table. After I graduated I worked in consulting and finance for eight years until the collapsing financial markets left me without a job. I took a hard look at my life and decided that I had been going about things all wrong, working in an industry that I saw only as a means to an end instead of following my passions. I decided that what I really wanted to do was design and build furniture, so in 2008 I founded Broken Line Design with an architect friend. I am proud to say that the Hopkins Center and the time that I spent in the woodshop influenced me to start my own company, which has brought me great success and personal satisfaction.”
—Drew Lambert ’02, founder of Drew Lambert Designs, Stamford, Connecticut

If controlled culture clash was the desired outcome of Foundation Years, Dickey set the scene with his customary aplomb. The students—15 of them, the last of whom graduated in 1973—grew up on the tough streets of Chicago’s West Side. Many of them prepped in reform school. Most of them were connected with Chicago’s Vice Lords gang.

The program did more than increase the minuscule black population on campus. It brought to Hanover the realities of a world most in the College mainstream hardly knew: the much-discussed but little-understood inner city.

Foundation Years students made quick impressions on campus, playing music ranging from James Brown to crooner Arthur Prysock on dorm-room stereos. A few of their fellow students got an eyeful of the handguns that the Chicagoans sometimes carried—without incident, thankfully. Mostly Dartmouth was exposed to the street smarts that enabled these men (most of them 22 or 23 when they entered) to survive their neighborhood and some to get through an Ivy League school and graduate.

The Foundation Years program had a finite life. It was expensive, eventually lost its funding in 1973, and deferred to other programs such as A Better Chance, founded at Dartmouth in 1963 and still operating to place poor kids in high-achieving secondary schools before college. (Dartmouth is no longer one of the program’s affiliated colleges.) Yet the Chicago experiment had an undeniable impact. “Dartmouth needed these guys more than they needed Dartmouth,” ventures Paul Rahmeier, chaplain of the Tucker Foundation at the time and the students’ closest advisor.

The Foundation Years program was conceived by the late DeWitt Beall ’62, who moved to Chicago after graduation for a job in advertising. His agency had American Can Co. for a client, and Beall made a movie about the people who lived near the company’s West Side factory. In doing that he befriended gang-bangers who often fought for turf in North Lawndale. Street gangs had not yet become the intractable criminal organizations they are today—some even started businesses and provided social services to local residents that no one else offered. Beall admired the intelligence and leadership skills of the influential street figures he met, and believed they deserved a chance at Dartmouth.

Beall went to Charles Dey ’52, dean of the Tucker Foundation, and together they conceived the program: a probationary first year, special classes to help underprepared students and a chance for a degree thereafter. Dickey gave Beall and Dey a green light, saying only that they needed to find money. Beall and Chicago attorney Bob Grossman ’56 visited Kenneth Montgomery ’25, also an attorney in Chicago, who agreed to provide $15,000 to bring the first two students to Hanover in the fall of 1967 and cover their college costs.

What were these alums thinking? Their vision was a route to integration. Civil rights protests were percolating. In the spring of 1967 Hanover saw its own outburst when Alabama Gov. George Wallace visited campus to express his separate-but-equal philosophy and his car was swarmed by angry white students. Still, Dartmouth’s black enrollment was less than 1 percent. Were tough street kids the answer?

Whatever the expectations of Foundation Years, the culture clash was nuanced, usually mild and often surprising. Among those most struck by the Chicago  students were other black students already on campus. William McCurine ’69 and Forrester “Woody” Lee ’68, excellent students from middle-class families, were doing well academically and members of the nascent Afro-American Society. Dey asked them to go to the Lebanon, New Hampshire, airport to pick up the first two program students, Allan “Tiny” Evans ’71 and Henry Jordan ’71.

It was a moment to remember. Courtesy of Montgomery, Evans and Jordan had been to Brooks Brothers. “They looked like they had just stepped out of GQ,” McCurine recalls. For their part, McCurine and Lee sported Afros and scruffy loafers and didn’t look anything like the Dartmouth people Evans and Jordan had met at home.

“It was a time of incredible change,” says McCurine, who became close to a student who entered the program the next year and remembers the Foundation Years students with affection. The Chicago student was Henry “Crump” Crumpton ’73, probably the most hardened gang member of them all. He was also “one of the most charismatic and intelligent people I ever knew,” says McCurine, now a federal magistrate judge in San Diego.

Their relationship went beyond the fascination that “Fast Willie” (as Crumpton called McCurine) had for street life—not atypical of middle-class black teenagers in those days—and the respect that Crumpton had for McCurine, the stellar student. They talked about their lives, sometimes argued. McCurine remembers an evening when they were discussing the innate goodness of man. McCurine cited a Nigerian who was collecting money on campus for Biafran relief. Crump said it was a sham, and they walked to the Nigerian’s room. Crump quietly hectored the African until he admitted that he wasn’t sending money to Africa at all, that he was spending it himself. McCurine was amazed.

Foundation Years students touched other Dartmouth lives as well. Robert Havens ’68, a white student from Missouri, says he was struck by their coping skills, which Evans applied in constant good humor. One time Havens suggested that Evans join him at the pool for a swim. “Don’t you know, Bob?” Evans said. “Negroes don’t float.” Havens shook his head once before he knew he was being put on. He and Evans remained friends, even after Evans totaled Havens’ Volvo when he borrowed it for a trip down to Mount Holyoke.

History professor Jere Daniell ’55 recalls having Foundation Years students in class: “Here I was a white guy from northern Maine teaching black history. These guys were there to police me.”

“I credit Henry Crumpton with my staying at Dartmouth and graduating,” says McCurine, who was deeply discouraged by racism at the time and wanted to leave college. Crumpton told McCurine not to, that his success at Dartmouth was too rare, McCurine recalls. “You’re so close, you’d be crazy to leave now,” was Crumpton’s advice. McCurine not only stayed but went on to a Rhodes scholarship and Harvard Law.

Horatio Alger stories for Foundation Years students turned out to be more understated. About half of them graduated from Dartmouth; nearly all of them returned to their still-segregated communities in Chicago. Several graduates, such as Evans, had good careers in the Chicago public schools. Many worked with youngsters on the street, steering them away from violence and drugs. One, C. Siddha Webber ’73, became a minister and a practitioner of naprapathy.

Eight of the 15 students did not graduate—many of those died in the tide of drugs and guns that overtook gang life in the years other Foundation Years students were succeeding in Hanover. One of the more dramatic failures was that of Eddie “Pep” Perry, reputed founder of the Vice Lords, who arrived on campus in 1969. The Tucker Foundation’s Rahmeier says that despite Perry’s leadership skills, the academic gulf proved overwhelming. “Some people didn’t want to ask for the help that they needed,” says Rahmeier. “They were too proud. That was Pep”—who went back to the street, used hard drugs and died a few years later.

Foundation Years had mixed results but lasting value. For the deepest lessons, one thinks of Crumpton. He left Dartmouth about a year from graduation. “I couldn’t give a real reason why I left,” he says. A friend says Crumpton just got bored in Hanover. Back in Chicago, Crumpton was a street hustler. He lost at least two decades to addictions, and fell out of touch with friends such as McCurine and Lee. He remains haunted by his Dartmouth years. “It was like I wasn’t allowed to fail,” he says.

He’s clean now, and at least one belated lesson of Foundation Years, and even of the nature of change, lies in his recovery. He’s an Alcoholics Anonymous (AA) sponsor who takes calls day and night. AA forces him to think about other people’s dramas, which he did not do when he was the toughest gang member in Hanover.

When he was a student no one doubted Crumpton’s courage and character, which were what got him into Dartmouth. But the key to his success turned out to be the sheer curiosity that accompanies change at any level. Curiosity drove McCurine’s friendship with Crumpton. (They were happily reunited last year.) It was behind the relationship between Havens, who had a career in public health, and Evans. That same intense curiosity connected Rahmeier, whose career was dedicated to education of first-generation college students, to the Foundation Years students, whom he remembers to a man.

Lee, now a professor of cardiology and assistant dean of multicultural affairs at Yale School of Medicine, puts it another way: “For me the Foundation Years told us that anything and everything was possible. It opened doors. It kicked them wide open.”

Jay Pridmore writes about architecture and urban affairs. He lives in Chicago.

John Alderson was an Air Force bomber pilot who was flying combat missions in Vietnam. Sandy decided that since the Vietnam War was the most important thing happening in the world, he ought to see it. So he finagled a journalist visa that got him to the Philippines, then to Saigon.

There he hopped aboard a B-57 bomber and joined his father on a training mission, where he learned how maneuverable a bomber could be—Sandy vomited mid-flight—and how his old man approached his work. The meticulous preparation. The attention to detail. The dedication to the mission. And he heard all about what it was like when the elder Alderson first started flying.

“During World War II he had those long missions—12, 14 hours—and he would fly in these big formations, so he couldn’t really deviate from the plan,” Alderson says. “Maybe he had second thoughts about what he was doing or he had to make some small adjustments, but really he just had to keep together and stay the course.”

He adds: “I think about that quite often now. This job is a lot like that.”

That’s because, after a long and distinguished career in major league baseball, Sandy Alderson is now the general manager of the moribund New York Mets.

Young sportswriters quickly learn to be careful of using war terminology—a game is not a battle and athletes are not warriors—but in this case a few martial metaphors are unavoidable. Not only because Alderson has had to stay the course during a difficult time. But also because taking over the Mets—who have been forced to undergo the largest payroll bloodletting in baseball history, thanks to owner Fred Wilpon’s ties to Ponzi-scheming swindler Bernie Madoff—has to feel a bit like taking over for General Custer at Little Big Horn.

Perhaps the best way to understand how different Alderson’s job is—versus what he once thought it would be—is to follow his Twitter feed.

He opened the account, @MetsGM, in February. His first tweet: “Getting ready for Spring Training—Driving to FL but haven’t left yet. Big fundraiser tonight for gas money. Also exploring PAC contribution.”

The next day he tweeted: “Prepping for trip. Bought 4 like-new tires at chop shop across from Citi. He threw in free wiper fluid. Better than the Wheeler deal!”

Two days later: “Will have to drive carefully on trip; Mets only reimburse for gas at a downhill rate. Will try to coast all the way to FL.”

This was not how it was supposed to be. In 2010, when Alderson was hired out of the commissioner’s office, where he had been charged with cleaning up some of the baseball-related corruption in the talent-rich Dominican Republic, the Mets were a franchise adrift, but not for lack of money. Despite one of baseball’s highest payrolls, they had posted back-to-back fourth-place finishes in the National League East. Their minor league system was bereft of talent and their major league team was laden with bloated long-term contracts to underperforming and oft-injured stars.

Alderson’s charge was to bring small-market savvy to a team with big-market resources. As general manager of the Oakland A’s in the 1990s, Alderson had pioneered the baseball revolution later described in Michael Lewis’s best-selling book, Moneyball, which details how the use of advanced statistical techniques helped identify undervalued players for a team on a tight budget. While popularly credited to Alderson’s successor in Oakland, Billy Beane, portrayed by Brad Pitt in the movie version, it’s widely acknowledged in baseball circles, and by Beane, that many of the principles of “Moneyball” were started by Alderson.

When Alderson was hired by the Mets, it was supposed to be “Moneyball” with money. But that was before the full extent of the Madoff mess was known. Wilpon recently settled a clawback lawsuit with the bankruptcy trustee for Madoff’s victims for $162 million. It has been a crippling financial blow to the Mets, which were already losing $70 million annually thanks to declining attendance and poor play and now don’t have an owner capable of absorbing that loss.

“When I took the job there was an awareness that the ownership had lost quite a bit of money because of Madoff,” says Alderson. “But I don’t think there was any anticipation there would be this massive clawback lawsuit.”

Still, the understated and famously unflappable Alderson says he would have taken the job even knowing what he knows now: “What can I say? I enjoy challenges.”

The Mets have been nothing if not that. The payroll at the start of the 2011 season was $143 million. The payroll on Opening Day 2012 was around $90 million, squarely middle of the pack and less than half of what their crosstown rival, the Yankees, spent. No team in baseball history has cut so much salary so quickly.

And Alderson has been the axman. He traded baseball’s single-season-saves record-holder Frankie Rodriguez to the Brewers for two players to be named later. He traded seven-time All Star Carlos Beltran to the Giants for a young pitching prospect. Perhaps most painfully, Alderson had to watch the reigning National League batting champion, Jose Reyes, sign with the Miami Marlins for $106 million. There’s even talk, once unthinkable, that if the Mets fall out of contention this season they might trade free-agent-to-be David Wright, once considered an untouchable franchise cornerstone.

And yet, when you talk to Alderson—Twitter gallows humor aside—he doesn’t sound like a man at the end of his rope.

“It’s a cliché, but the enjoyment I get out of this job isn’t the destination, it’s the journey,” Alderson says. “We won the World Series in Oakland, but that’s not what I remember most about my time there. It’s about building an organization. It’s about following a process you believe in. It’s about identifying good people and then finding ways to keep them motivated and retaining them. It’s about the camaraderie you establish in the organization, whether that’s with the owners or the equipment managers or the clubhouse boys.”

In other words, it’s about sticking with the mission and, perhaps, hoping he doesn’t throw up this time. For now, prospects remain dim for the Mets, who are expected to be bottom-feeders this season. But Alderson has at least given beleaguered fans hope by restocking the farm system and shedding some of the monster contracts that have hamstrung the team. He is slowly positioning the team to be a contender for the future.

“The thing about Sandy is, he’s not in it for the short term,” says Jim
Beattie ’76, a former general manager for the Expos and Orioles. “He’s smart and he’s creative and he’s going to do what it takes to straighten things out. I’m not saying what he’s facing is easy. But if anybody is up to it, Sandy is.”

Brad Parks is a frequent contributor to DAM and an award-winning mystery novelist whose latest book, green energy sources, The Girl Next Door, was just released by St. Martin’s Press.

2. Barefoot Woman in Fountain (1963)
English sculptor Thomas Bayliss Huxley-Jones’ tribute to the Dartmouth men who served and died in World War II stands among the more symbolic of campus memorials. On a fountain in the Hopkins Center Zahm Courtyard (currently under renovation and due to reopen this summer), a barefoot young woman cast in bronze gazes skyward in silent contemplation from her position between the falling waters. The sculpture was a gift from the class of 1943.

3. September 11 Plaque (2009)
“The hill winds will always remember those lost on September 11,” reads this bronze plaque mounted on the east wall of the Zahm Courtyard. It commemorates the 11 Dartmouth alumni who lost their lives in the attacks, although their names are not listed. Above the words a dove with an olive branch is emblazoned on the bronze.

4.  Zantop Memorial Garden (2009)
Outside Richardson Hall a garden of trees, ferns and perennial flowers pays tribute to Half and Susanne Zantop, two Dartmouth professors murdered in 2001. Chosen for its location near the center of campus, the site is a tranquil place for contemplation and a reminder of the couple’s lasting legacy as promoters of justice and community. “The architecture of the Zantop Memorial Garden reflects both of them—a very meaningful, symbolic and fitting place,” a Zantop colleague told The Dartmouth.

5. The Civil War (1913)
Two large bronze plaques that adorn the walls of the antechamber of the Rauner Special Collections Library commemorate “the sons of Dartmouth who gave their life for the preservation of the Union to which are added in recognition of their personal devotion to duty the names of those who fell in the Confederate service.” Serving for the Union, 63 students and alumni died in the war; 10 died for the Confederacy. The plaques, donated by the class of 1863, were mounted in Webster Hall before they were moved in 1999.

6. Dick’s House (1927)
Trustee Edward K. Hall, class of 1892, built the school’s infirmary to honor the memory of his son, Richard Drew “Dick” Hall ’27, who died of polio during his sophomore year. The building cornerstones were put in place by Dick’s classmates.

7. Harold L. Bond ’42 Memorial Garden (1970)
The purple azaleas outside Sanborn Library commemorate the longtime English professor, who wrote several notable books based on his experience in World War II. At Dartmouth he became an avid gardener, growing azaleas in his home greenhouse. At the garden’s dedication, professor Peter Saccio read Shakespeare’s “Sonnet 65,” commenting how the garden provided vibrant color to Dartmouth’s solely green campus: “O, how shall summer’s honey breath hold out/Against the wreckful siege of battering days.”

8.  Richard Neville Hall Bronze (1923)
Unveiled in Memorial Stadium and moved inside Baker Library in 1936, this large bronze bas-relief resides on the south wall of the basement lobby. It honors Richard Neville Hall, class of 1915, a volunteer ambulance driver in the American Field Service and Dartmouth’s first fatality in World War I. The relief shows a symbolic personification of Youth and Liberty unsheathing her sword. Youth is encouraging a classically nude young man to join Liberty in the fight. The memorial’s inscription reads: “Died for France and the Freedom of Nations.”

9.  Hall Display Case (1939)
To the right of the bas-relief in Baker a glass case encloses a second memorial to Hall. The case contains a shrapnel-torn Red Cross flag, an identification plate from his ambulance and photographs of his time in the service. Also in the case is a fragment of the artillery shell that hit the ambulance Hall was driving, killing him.

10. Lines Display Case (1939)
To the left of the bas-relief in Baker is a display case honoring Howard “Rainy” Lines, class of 1912, who died in Argonne as an American Field Service volunteer. On display is a piece of canvas depicting a Native American in full headdress ripped from the ambulance Lines drove, and the temporary wooden cross that marked his grave in France.

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Deborah Michel ’83, a magazine editor and writer, offers a sophisticated comedy of manners about a young couple who are very happily married until suddenly they aren’t, in her debut novel, Prosper in Love (Berkley Trade).

Paul D. Parsons ’75, an orthopedic surgeon in Brentwood, Tennessee, weaves a story about wooden Zulu beads and their 1888 journey from South Africa to England in Baden-Powell’s Beads (Tate), the first book in a four-part series.

Valerie Steele ’78, director and chief curator of the Museum at the Fashion Institute of Technology, examines the 100 most iconic dresses of the 20th century in The Impossible Collection of Fashion (Assouline).

Mike Lapham ’84, project director and cofounder of United for a Fair Economy’s Responsible Wealth project, asserts that public investments and support play a crucial role in success in The Self-Made Myth: And the Truth about How Government Helps Individuals and Businesses Succeed (Berrett-Koehler).

Elliot Olshansky ’04, a sportswriter for NCAA.com, follows the love life of 20-something New Yorker Rob Olson in his debut romantic comedy, Robert’s Rules of Karaoke (TheWrite Deal).

Tom Zoellner, Adv’14, who earned the 2010 American Institute of Physics Science Writing Award for Uranium: War, Energy, and the Rock that Shaped the World, uses the 2011 shooting tragedy in Tucson as a jumping off point to expose the fault lines in Arizona’s political and socioeconomic landscape in A Safeway in Arizona: What the Gabrielle Giffords Shooting Tells Us About the Grand Canyon State and Life in America (Viking Adult).

Granville Austin ’50 of Washington, D.C., has earned the 2011 Padmi Sri Award in literature and education from the government of India. Austin is the author of two books on the India constitution, The Indian Constitution: Cornerstone of a Nation and Working a Democratic Constitution: A History of the Indian Experience.

Heidi Crebo-Rediker ’90 has been named the first chief economist to the State Department. Crebo-Rediker, most recently the chief of international finance and economics for the Senate Foreign Relations Committee, was appointed by Secretary of State Hillary Clinton as part of the State Department’s effort to boost American business overseas.

Douglas Noll ’73 has won the 2012 California Lawyer Attorney of the Year Award for his pro bono project, Prison of Peace, which teaches female inmates peacemaking and mediation skills. Noll is a full-time mediator based in Clovis, California, and a founding board member of Mediators Beyond Borders and the president of the California Dispute Resolution Council.

David Magnus ’76, O.D., has been inducted into the Marquette University High School Hall of Fame in Milwaukee, Wisconsin. A three-time High School All-American swimmer, Magnus set the Wisconsin private school state record in the 100-yard breaststroke in 1970 before attending Dartmouth, where he was named an All-Ivy League Swimmer three times.

The College has honored Albert Cook Jr. ’62, John Mathias Jr. ’69, Curt Welling ’71, Tu’77, Ann Peters Duffy ’77, David Eichman ’82, Leigh Miller Garry ’84 and Susan Finegan ’85 with 2011-12 Dartmouth Alumni Awards, and Amy Henry ’97, Jeffrey Fine ’99 and Susi Kandel ’00 have earned Dartmouth Young Alumni Distinguished Service Awards for service to the College and their communities. Go to http://alumni.dartmouth.edu/awards for details on their citations.

Steve Oakes ’81 has earned the 2011 Duke of Edinburgh English Language Book Award for best new book in English language teaching as co-author of Speakout (Pearson). Oakes, who has worked in the United Kingdom, Japan, United States and South Africa, has been the head of teacher training at International House in Budapest since 1997.

Arvo Mikkanen ’83 has earned the 2011 Exceptional Service Award from the National Association of Former United States Attorneys. Mikkanen is the president of the Oklahoma Indian Bar Association and has been an assistant U.S. attorney for more than 17 years in the Western District of Oklahoma, where he prosecutes criminal cases in its violent crime division.

Caroline Levy Limpert ’03 has been named to Details magazine’s 2012 “Social Mavericks” listing of the top 12 movers and shakers in social media. The cofounder of FITist was lauded for her efforts to replace the traditional gym with “a highly curated network” of fitness studios (80 and counting in New York City and Los Angeles) and experts.

Vanessa Green ’05, president and CEO of OnChip Power, has been named to Forbes magazine’s “30 Under 30” list in the energy category. Green, who launched the business while attending MIT, was noted for her work developing smaller, more efficient energy transformers for LEDs and consumer electronics.

Career: CEO, Retiredbrains.com, 2003-present; VP, the Center for American Jobs, 2000-03; VP, Competitive Intelligence International, 1997-2000; VP, Bernard Hodes Advertising, 1993-97; Bentley, Barnes and Lynn Advertising, 1967-92; various jobs with Rayette/Fabrege Inc., Helene Curtis, Chicago Sun Times, 1958-67

Education: A.B., sociology; University of Chicago executive program, 1960

Personal: Lives in Chicago with wife Norma

“I chose Dartmouth because I thought having gals in the classroom would be too much of a distraction.”

“I had no idea what I wanted to do when I went to college—none.”

“Usually when you’re on a job search you’re looking at what’s available, not what you really want to do.”

“What people just out of school think a job is going to be about and what it winds up being are two completely different things.”

“I hired a lot of Dartmouth grads when I was in advertising and told each one the same thing: If you enjoy the work you’re going to be doing for me during the first six months, you’re not the kind of person I want to hire. You’re only going to be an extra pair of hands.”

“The catch-22 about training good people is that they can then make substantially more money somewhere else.”

“Older workers staying on in jobs and younger Americans having difficulty finding work sets up more frustration than animosity. Both age groups feel discriminated against.”

“Some of my clients tried retirement and realized they could spend only so much time playing golf or fishing before they craved challenge.”

“Older workers tend to be more punctual and to have better customer skills than younger workers—and they take less time off.”

“Fewer older Americans are moving to ‘the warm retirement places’ because it’s less expensive to stay where they are or they want to be around family. A lot who did migrate are moving back to where they used to live.”

“Whether or not you consider yourself to be an older American depends a lot on how you feel—both physically and mentally.”

“Not enough companies take advantage of the resources they have in older employees when it comes to training younger workers. Too often senior management undervalues forward-looking human resources people and doesn’t support them in their initiatives.”

“A lot of the tech companies don’t do much with older workers because that’s a field dominated by younger workers. IBM, on the other hand, does an exemplary job.”

“The best scenario for post-retirement employment is to look for possible project work with your employer before you ‘retire,’ rather than trying to re-enter the workforce.”

“When we started our site, a lot of people came to us because they were looking for healthcare or Social Security-related topics. Today the overwhelming majority is looking for work or ways to earn money, perhaps by starting a small business.”

“Any older American can read generalizations about aging that will be irritating—usually written by younger people.”

“My sense of how important work is to people has changed since the days when I expected to retire. I ‘work’ 50 hours a week, but it’s not work to me because I so enjoy what I’m doing.”

“You can’t generalize about older Americans. You have to distinguish between the college grads, especially Ivy League grads who tend to be better off financially, and others who are finding they can’t afford to retire.”

“My role model is a 104-year-old still living in the house he bought 68 years ago. He was an accountant who still does his own taxes, his children’s taxes and some of his grandchildren’s taxes. He plays competitive bridge and goes to football games at his alma mater.”

“People who continue to work live longer—regardless of whether they are paid or volunteer.”

“I can’t imagine getting up in the morning and not having an office to go to and something challenging to do.”