Greetings for the last time! My five-year stint as class secretary is up, and the role now passes to Carline (Dorcena) Durocher. No doubt she will do a fantastic job keeping us apprised all the way to our 30th reunion. But I still have one more column, and for that I will revisit our 25th reunion. Thank you to everyone who helped put it on, particularly Belinda Chiu and Roger Griesmeyer for helping with the memorial service. Also, my gratitude to the folks who sang at the service: Julie (McGuire) Turchin and daughter Dara Turchin, David Walthall, Emily (Mellor) Grenier, Malia Bodhaine, and Matt Gordon. Thanks to Rev. Nancy Vogele ’85 for leading the service and to Peter Lanfer for helping despite being unable to attend.

I received a couple emails before the reunion that I was unable to include in my previous Class Notes. Bryan Galat was looking forward to reunion and sharing Dartmouth with his kids, particularly showing Baker and Sanborn to his daughter, who is a “library nut.” Abby Gordon wrote from Jordan and Israel, where she was traveling with friends. Kathryn (Balink) Fernandez emailed post-reunion that she appreciated showing her kids the campus. She also enjoyed catching up with old friends, including those from her language study abroad: Christine Cuoco, Beth Turk, Nancy (Fopiano) Conroy, David Walthall, and myself. We visited Siena, Italy, in spring 1996. And there we were Friday night of reunion plotting a Siena meet-up. Since he moved there, David could surely host the festivities.

I felt the reunion was so stimulating compared to the day-to-day. I work from home, where it is mostly my computer and I. Many of my conversations are with my two kids, 4 and 7. At reunion I appreciated the randomness of all the small insights into our class. Dave Smith has become absolutely passionate about catching fish. He fishes in the rain and even wades into the waters of Central Park. I heard about Jeff Beyer’s son in Morristown, New Jersey, who plays piano—just like I did growing up one town over. Greg Vadasdi showed me pictures of his view from the top of Denali. It must have been empowering (or perhaps humbling) to stand among the clouds. I heard about Julie Turchin teaching psychology to high-school students and Abigail Roberts counseling high school students. I am disappointed that my daughter, Martha, was not there to meet the wife, Martha, of my freshman-year roommate Zach Holt. The Martha meet-up will have to wait. To Justin Littlefield, I recommend a show at the Caverns, a concert venue inside a cave in Pelham, Tennessee. To Dan Kerzner and wife Stacy, thank you for the book recommendation Shoe Dog by Nike founder Phil Knight. I picked it up from the library yesterday. As for Nike’s current CEO, John Donahoe ’82, I was happy to attend his talk with our new president, Sian Leah Beilock. Dartmouth is in good hands. And thanks to Gary Jan and Minyoung Sohn for an umbrella, keeping me dry in the hard rain on the walk to the event.

Of course it rained, and it rained a lot. What would you expect? But the reunion was wonderful. To you ’98s who have appeared in these notes the past five years, thank you for giving us content and for so many meaningful exchanges. I really do love hearing from you.

—Gabe Galletti, 4000 Utah Ave., Nashville, TN 37209; galletti@gmail.com