Class Note 1970
It’s late February as this column goes to press and the East Coast is bracing for blizzard No. 4 this winter. I take comfort in the thought that when it’s read we’ll be well into spring. Please let it be so.
Nice seeing fellow Tabard brother and British Columbia Premier Gordon Campbell proudly belting out “O Canada” during the opening ceremonies of the XXI Winter Games in Vancouver. A fine performance by our neighbors to the north, especially that overtime gold medal hockey victory.
Haven’t heard for quite a while from Pete Harter, who sent along this piece: “Greetings! Don’t know where this fits in, but naturally I think it special and possibly newsworthy. Durango, Colorado, sent four freshmen to Dartmouth this past fall. Three of them went through Needham Elementary School, where I’ve been principal for 20-plus years. And, yes, I think I had everything to do with it and take all the credit!” Same effervescent Pete who lived down the hall in New Hamp our freshman year.
“I still enjoy practicing white-collar criminal defense law (but it is not as much fun as being a prosecutor!) in a St. Louis law firm, but hope to retire in five years,” writes Jeff Demerath. Jeff also reports that he’s “engaged to a wonderful and gorgeous interior designer—we will get hitched one of these days. My two sons are both teachers, one in Texas and one in China. Just had my first grandchild—what a joy! Looking forward to the reunion!”
Nice segue, Jeff, into this column’s last plug for our 40th reunion, June 14-17. If you haven’t registered, don’t let that stop you. It’s never too late to decide to show up, even if only for a day or a few hours on your way to some more exotic locale. Just do it. You’ll be glad you did.
Finally, this missive from co-secretary Scott Holland: “I made it successfully to Thailand once again despite United losing my carry-on (yes, carry-on) on the commuter flight from Manchester, New Hampshire, to O’Hare. Palm pilot, Thai cell, sunglasses, dental prosthesis, prescription medication, etc.—all the stuff you don’t put in checked baggage because you can’t afford to lose it. And, of course, the bag was not checked through to Bangkok. A dedicated United employee found it before I left for Tokyo and I got it 48 hours later. Thoroughly enjoying watching D.C. hit by serial blizzards on my way to the beach and great spicy Thai food. Cheers.” Come on home, Scott, so I can return the scribe’s duties to you. And please bring back some of that warm weather.
—Jon Oplinger, 6 Pump House, Springhouse, PA 19477; j.oplinger@yahoo.com; Scott Holland, P.O. Box 607, Grantham, NH 03753; hollansx@hotmail.com
