Class Note 1978
Issue
May - Jun 2018
Your favorite study place at Dartmouth? I asked, you responded—too many responses, in fact, to fit in one column, so this will definitely spill into the next issue.
Anne Bagamery found solace in the bowels of Baker. “The stacks were ugly, cold and lonely—perfect. I would pick a level where I was either uninterested in the books or incapable of understanding them—the Chinese language area was a sure thing—and hunker down for a read. I learned quickly to dress appropriately, anything down-filled, and to sneak in a thermos of something warm to drink.” Miguel Damien also hid out in the lower stacks, “I think level two near the Dark Ages history books. I might have seen one other human being come by through my sophomore, junior and senior years.” Chris Hughes usually studied at Sanborn, but tried the stacks once to finish a government paper. “It was as if I had been sentenced to the Gulag Archipelago. Note to self: They don’t serve tea in the stacks.” Chris fled back to Sanborn, which was also Steve Ceurvorst’sfavorite spot.
Lauren Taney would trek down to the med school library: “No one I knew was there, and they had vending machines!” Rick Kimball commandeered a classroom in Sherman Fairchild, often joined by Keith McCrae and Joe Sullivan. Carol Van Dyke loved studying in the Kresge physics library, where she could sprawl out in in comfy chairs. Brooks Clark hit the books in the Jacko office in Robinson Hall. “It had one window, very high up. It was very quiet.”
Russel Petter holed up in a classroom in the geography department one weekend trying to make sense of organic chemistry. While taking “Physics 3-4,” Scott Riedler pulled an all-nighter every Thursday in McMurdo to prepare for the Friday tests. Jim DiNardo and roommate John Lee studied in Feldberg, the business school and engineering library, after track practice.
Alfred Nichol recalls “that wonderful man professor Harry Schultz invited me to sit in his backyard, which sloped down to Occom Pond. I know I’m not the only student he honored that way, but it sure made me want to write intelligently about Milton. Another paradise.”
Craven Winfield had perhaps the most remarkable study spot. “Sophomore year I discovered that by climbing up the fire escape on the back of the Tuck building I could enter an unlocked door and gain access to a business professor’s office. Almost every evening for three years I studied in the professor’s office without his knowledge. It was a pretty sweet deal: leather chair, mahogany desk, book-lined shelves. After my study session, I always made sure that his books and papers were returned to their original positions. At the end of senior year I left the professor a note thanking him for the use of a great study space.”
More study stories next month–send news!
—Rick Beyer, 190 Bridge St., #4409, Salem, MA 01970; rick@rickbeyer.net
Anne Bagamery found solace in the bowels of Baker. “The stacks were ugly, cold and lonely—perfect. I would pick a level where I was either uninterested in the books or incapable of understanding them—the Chinese language area was a sure thing—and hunker down for a read. I learned quickly to dress appropriately, anything down-filled, and to sneak in a thermos of something warm to drink.” Miguel Damien also hid out in the lower stacks, “I think level two near the Dark Ages history books. I might have seen one other human being come by through my sophomore, junior and senior years.” Chris Hughes usually studied at Sanborn, but tried the stacks once to finish a government paper. “It was as if I had been sentenced to the Gulag Archipelago. Note to self: They don’t serve tea in the stacks.” Chris fled back to Sanborn, which was also Steve Ceurvorst’sfavorite spot.
Lauren Taney would trek down to the med school library: “No one I knew was there, and they had vending machines!” Rick Kimball commandeered a classroom in Sherman Fairchild, often joined by Keith McCrae and Joe Sullivan. Carol Van Dyke loved studying in the Kresge physics library, where she could sprawl out in in comfy chairs. Brooks Clark hit the books in the Jacko office in Robinson Hall. “It had one window, very high up. It was very quiet.”
Russel Petter holed up in a classroom in the geography department one weekend trying to make sense of organic chemistry. While taking “Physics 3-4,” Scott Riedler pulled an all-nighter every Thursday in McMurdo to prepare for the Friday tests. Jim DiNardo and roommate John Lee studied in Feldberg, the business school and engineering library, after track practice.
Alfred Nichol recalls “that wonderful man professor Harry Schultz invited me to sit in his backyard, which sloped down to Occom Pond. I know I’m not the only student he honored that way, but it sure made me want to write intelligently about Milton. Another paradise.”
Craven Winfield had perhaps the most remarkable study spot. “Sophomore year I discovered that by climbing up the fire escape on the back of the Tuck building I could enter an unlocked door and gain access to a business professor’s office. Almost every evening for three years I studied in the professor’s office without his knowledge. It was a pretty sweet deal: leather chair, mahogany desk, book-lined shelves. After my study session, I always made sure that his books and papers were returned to their original positions. At the end of senior year I left the professor a note thanking him for the use of a great study space.”
More study stories next month–send news!
—Rick Beyer, 190 Bridge St., #4409, Salem, MA 01970; rick@rickbeyer.net