I’m sure everyone wishes we saw our Dartmouth friends more often. I’m sure you have spent time thinking about various classmates and what they’re doing now. And I’m sure many of you saw the recent article in Rolling Stone about Dartmouth and said “What the…!” That aside, I was thinking about the ties that bind us (figuratively, of course, for most of us) and got to thinking about my freshman trip and the people on that hike.


It’s interesting how our first impression of people made many years ago contributes to how we currently view them. I haven’t heard from Bill McAllister, and wonder if he is still sporting a moustache and glasses. Maybe Brenda Healey is playing in some adult lacrosse/field hockey leagues wherever she is living. How about Margo Buckels—I’m hopeful she is doing well and has forgotten about the juvenile behavior exhibited on that trip. No updates from Joel Margolese—perhaps this mention will spur him to provide an update. I wonder if Russ Mitchell looks back on that camping trip with fond memories. (The topic never came up when I saw him in mid-April at the bat mitzvah of Pam and Barry Bass’ daughter Allison. Russ was in attendance with wife Kathy ’83 and fortunately appeared to be better dressed than he was during those four days in September 1981.) I was at a local party and some guy was going on and on about how remarkable it was that he was joined at this party by a friend, with whom he had attended grade school, high school and college and that was so great and had to be unique and must have been history making, blah, blah, blah. His story lost a little momentum when I told him, in fact, that I had done the same with a friend of mine, Steve Moss, and, oh by the way, I bet your friend and you weren’t also on the same freshman trip. My memory of this trip would not be complete without a mention of our trip leader, Eliza Deery ’83, whose patience and tolerance of our antics certainly should have qualified her for some sort of DOC medal or something. Though I’m curious about my fellow trip-mates, I don’t want this to be confused as an invite for another four days in the New Hampshire woods. Interestingly, at least to me, is that my wife, Cindy Bergman, was also on her freshman trip then and we were at Moosilauke simultaneously. I am reasonably certain that she was not taken in by my charm and wit at that time.


I heard that Harlan Kent was featured on the reality show, Undercover Boss, which aired in March. Harlan is the CEO at Yankee Candle Co. and, evidently, did a good job staying undercover because I did not see the show.


The intellectual property law firm Loginov and Associates headed by Bill Loginov celebrated an anniversary in March. I suspect Bill’s firm is better at patent law than spelling since the press release stated this was their forth anniversary. Bill’s firm is an industry leader in offering worldwide patent protection and services to a broad range of companies, from startups to Fortune 1,000 firms. Bill has also written several legal publications/books and is a distinguished lecturer at numerous institutions, including Dartmouth.


Speaking of reality shows, was there any better reality show than “Camp Dartmouth” sophomore summer? I think Russ Mitchell still wears that shirt.


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