Class Note 1976
Issue
Greetings! Thanks to the College, I’ve received news that Bruce Pfaff’s daughter Emily ’99 of Loveland, Colorado, will be marrying Richard Walter O’Donnell of Stoke-on-Kent, England, at a Mad Hatter’s tea party at the home of her parents in Barrington, Illinois, on October 31. The couple will live in Loveland while Emily finishes her veterinary and biology studies at Colorado State U. Also from the College, a clipping from the Valley News dated October 2 indicated that Paul Stockton, Department of Defense’s assistant secretary for homeland defense and American security, spoke to a Dartmouth audience on October 1 about emergency preparedness.
As things start to get cooler I think back to what the advent of winter was like in Hanover. I remember our first snowfall in the late fall of 1972. I was living in Richardson, along with 23 other freshmen in the oldest dorm on campus. The first snowfall brought out the Thayer trays that were used to slide down the sidewalk in front of Dartmouth Hall onto College Street. That degraded into an all-out snowball fight inside and outside of the dorm. A lot of the freshmen hadn’t seen a lot of snow and the fight continued with some on the inside and some on the outside. We had an assorted crew. Jeff Brodrick was on the ground floor, trying to make it through the winter without wearing an overcoat. On the first floor we had a triple made up of Kevin Gartner, Mike Reagan and Dave Benedict, and a double of Jim Lockyer and Jeff Kirchoff. On the second floor we had Dick Maas, a triple with Byron Anderson, Dave Lidstone and Sheldon Mirowitz, another triple of Bob Lindberg, Gary Slack and Andy Walker and my double with Wayne Lindsey. The third floor had three doubles with Steve Kirsh and Mark Brann, Bill Charters and Bob Piela and the last with Paul Cane and Bill Sinclair. The last room full of freshmen on the third floor was the triple consisting of Jack Graham, Paul Hollingsworth and the infamous, late Mark Landsberger. Richardson had our stairway, nicknamed the “bombsight.” That snowball fight degenerated into a free-for-all that culminated with Dave Lidstone miraculously following a bucket of water from the second to the first floor by way of the bombsight, unscathed. I’m sure he wouldn’t want to repeat the move, and it became the stuff of legend. We were a varied group that learned a lot about ourselves and each other and it formed the basis for our four years on campus and beyond. It doesn’t seem like that long ago, but in my kids’ minds it’s practically prehistoric.
I’m sure with electronic media, folks are reconnecting left and right. Throw a guy a bone and send me some news so I don’t have to manufacture anything else. Everyone figures what they have won’t be of interest to anyone, but you’d be surprised how those college connections work. Your Hanover acquaintances want to know.
—Jay Josselyn, 106 Yukon Lane, Chapel Hill, NC 27514; (919) 493-7814; jayjosselyn@hotmail.com
Jan - Feb 2010
Greetings! Thanks to the College, I’ve received news that Bruce Pfaff’s daughter Emily ’99 of Loveland, Colorado, will be marrying Richard Walter O’Donnell of Stoke-on-Kent, England, at a Mad Hatter’s tea party at the home of her parents in Barrington, Illinois, on October 31. The couple will live in Loveland while Emily finishes her veterinary and biology studies at Colorado State U. Also from the College, a clipping from the Valley News dated October 2 indicated that Paul Stockton, Department of Defense’s assistant secretary for homeland defense and American security, spoke to a Dartmouth audience on October 1 about emergency preparedness.
As things start to get cooler I think back to what the advent of winter was like in Hanover. I remember our first snowfall in the late fall of 1972. I was living in Richardson, along with 23 other freshmen in the oldest dorm on campus. The first snowfall brought out the Thayer trays that were used to slide down the sidewalk in front of Dartmouth Hall onto College Street. That degraded into an all-out snowball fight inside and outside of the dorm. A lot of the freshmen hadn’t seen a lot of snow and the fight continued with some on the inside and some on the outside. We had an assorted crew. Jeff Brodrick was on the ground floor, trying to make it through the winter without wearing an overcoat. On the first floor we had a triple made up of Kevin Gartner, Mike Reagan and Dave Benedict, and a double of Jim Lockyer and Jeff Kirchoff. On the second floor we had Dick Maas, a triple with Byron Anderson, Dave Lidstone and Sheldon Mirowitz, another triple of Bob Lindberg, Gary Slack and Andy Walker and my double with Wayne Lindsey. The third floor had three doubles with Steve Kirsh and Mark Brann, Bill Charters and Bob Piela and the last with Paul Cane and Bill Sinclair. The last room full of freshmen on the third floor was the triple consisting of Jack Graham, Paul Hollingsworth and the infamous, late Mark Landsberger. Richardson had our stairway, nicknamed the “bombsight.” That snowball fight degenerated into a free-for-all that culminated with Dave Lidstone miraculously following a bucket of water from the second to the first floor by way of the bombsight, unscathed. I’m sure he wouldn’t want to repeat the move, and it became the stuff of legend. We were a varied group that learned a lot about ourselves and each other and it formed the basis for our four years on campus and beyond. It doesn’t seem like that long ago, but in my kids’ minds it’s practically prehistoric.
I’m sure with electronic media, folks are reconnecting left and right. Throw a guy a bone and send me some news so I don’t have to manufacture anything else. Everyone figures what they have won’t be of interest to anyone, but you’d be surprised how those college connections work. Your Hanover acquaintances want to know.
—Jay Josselyn, 106 Yukon Lane, Chapel Hill, NC 27514; (919) 493-7814; jayjosselyn@hotmail.com