Class Note 1975
Issue
May-June 2023
Eliza and I are freshly returned from a Disney cruise. Yes, you heard that correctly. In fact, we were joined by Peter Castle and his wife, Deb. You may think this was a thoroughly Mickey Mouse affair, but it did include a trip to Mayan ruins, an aborted docking at Progreso, Mexico, and an emergency stop to off load an unwell passenger. All in all, a memorable trip.
You may recall that Drew Remignati sent a friendly appeal to vote for his book to initiate the publishing. He follows up with this: “I did in fact reach the signed publishing contract stage. I remain only 275 votes short of their specified 2,000. I don’t think that threatens the actual publication, but the more votes I get, the more responsive they’ll be. The additional good news is that I’ve just last week submitted a completed first draft to the publisher. If editing and any rewriting goes efficiently, my book may be out in print by this summer.” He expressed his sincere thanks to the whole class for their support.
I had a nice call with Rick Jones, who is retired from practicing law. He spent many years working with a variety of law firms around the country assisting with their diversity, equity, and inclusion initiatives. He was kind enough to respond to my note regarding the work I am doing in support of Black asset managers and shared our materials with a few folks he knows well. Thanks so much, Rick!
Word also comes from Peter Fisher, who sent me some of his journal from his semester abroad in Romania. It reads like a novel. I am not certain who exactly joined him on this journey, but perhaps you all can follow up with your excerpts. Below is the introduction from 1972.
“The whole affair began about four months ago. I was sitting in a friend’s room back at Dartmouth. Customarily, I would read his issue of The D, the college daily, after I got back from my job at the library. It was 5:15 when I spotted a tiny column on the last page: ‘Students interested in spending a term in Romania or Africa, come to room 217 in Silsby Hall at 5:00.’ I checked my watch, dropped the paper, and rushed over to Silsby. After the introductory meeting, we met each Monday at five o’clock. There were only four of us who were interested. After a few meetings characterized by vagueness and uncertainty, things started falling into place. The five (one more student, on a term in Russia, became involved) of us met in Vienna and passed an enjoyable time in the old imperial city.”
Send me a note; I like hearing from you.
Vox clamantis in Tejas.
—Stephen D. Gray, 3627 Avenue M, Galveston, TX 77550; (650) 302-8739; fratergray@gmail.com
You may recall that Drew Remignati sent a friendly appeal to vote for his book to initiate the publishing. He follows up with this: “I did in fact reach the signed publishing contract stage. I remain only 275 votes short of their specified 2,000. I don’t think that threatens the actual publication, but the more votes I get, the more responsive they’ll be. The additional good news is that I’ve just last week submitted a completed first draft to the publisher. If editing and any rewriting goes efficiently, my book may be out in print by this summer.” He expressed his sincere thanks to the whole class for their support.
I had a nice call with Rick Jones, who is retired from practicing law. He spent many years working with a variety of law firms around the country assisting with their diversity, equity, and inclusion initiatives. He was kind enough to respond to my note regarding the work I am doing in support of Black asset managers and shared our materials with a few folks he knows well. Thanks so much, Rick!
Word also comes from Peter Fisher, who sent me some of his journal from his semester abroad in Romania. It reads like a novel. I am not certain who exactly joined him on this journey, but perhaps you all can follow up with your excerpts. Below is the introduction from 1972.
“The whole affair began about four months ago. I was sitting in a friend’s room back at Dartmouth. Customarily, I would read his issue of The D, the college daily, after I got back from my job at the library. It was 5:15 when I spotted a tiny column on the last page: ‘Students interested in spending a term in Romania or Africa, come to room 217 in Silsby Hall at 5:00.’ I checked my watch, dropped the paper, and rushed over to Silsby. After the introductory meeting, we met each Monday at five o’clock. There were only four of us who were interested. After a few meetings characterized by vagueness and uncertainty, things started falling into place. The five (one more student, on a term in Russia, became involved) of us met in Vienna and passed an enjoyable time in the old imperial city.”
Send me a note; I like hearing from you.
Vox clamantis in Tejas.
—Stephen D. Gray, 3627 Avenue M, Galveston, TX 77550; (650) 302-8739; fratergray@gmail.com