Class Note 1977
Issue
Mar - Apr 2018
To rustle up news, we called roving reporters on both coasts, Don Wiviott and Edy Ullman. Don has moved from Santa Fe, New Mexico, to New York City. (He still has a place in Santa Fe. If you attend our 65th birthday extravaganza, you can see his real-life green machines, courtesy of John Deere!) From his urban vantage point, he solicits investors who want to make a difference, and a profit, through an organic farming cooperative. The farms avoid chemical pesticides and fertilizers, decreasing the need for the fossil fuels from which these substances are derived. Minimizing chemicals helps soil to regenerate. The result is a double whammy of healthier food and enhanced carbon sequestration. Don posits that if one out of three farms worldwide used this technique, we could stop global warming. You can read all about this venture at alumni.hbs.edu/stories/Pages/story-bulletin.aspx?num=6411.
Don recently saw Mac Taylor, Nicole Lewis-Oakes and her husband, Jeffrey, in the Big Apple. He reports that Alan Wolf and his family have moved to St. Louis, Missouri. On Don’s last visit to California he missed Peter Mills, who was biking in Mallorca, but did see John Storella, a biotech patent lawyer in Oakland. By the way, John needs a hero or heroine. He initiated a planned giving program for our class. You just agree to leave money to Dartmouth in your will, whatever amount feels comfortable. (Okay, John would prefer ginormous.) John’s goal was commitments from 40 classmates for our 40th reunion. He is one measly person short. Now is your chance to save the day. Join the Bartlett Tower Society! You’ll get a cool pin.
At the end of Edy’s first year of law school, students were advised to seek outdoor summer jobs, something less demanding than the intellectual rigors of the law. Edy decided bright red trucks and blasting sirens would be fun. “I could become a firefighter.” One part of the final exam was to “throw” a two-story ladder singlehandedly against a building. Edy’s first throw was disqualified. She got so mad that she nailed the second throw. She finished law school and joined the California Department of Forestry and Fire Protection; they are the folks who fight the big, bad wildfires. Edy rose to become a battalion chief, distinguished by their white helmets, a huge accomplishment in the fire world. Now retired, she travels and sees Dartmouth friends.
In October she and Kathy Phillips donned evening gowns to join Cathy Burnweit in celebrating the marriage of Cathy’s daughter in Coral Gables, Florida. “Neither hurricane nor firestorm can stop these three from attending a good party!” Edy did manage to locate Peter Mills, as well as Al Henning, Carol Muller and Jill Shaw Woolworth at the annual Julbord Festival in Palo Alto, California. That’s a Swedish Christmas celebration. Everyone consumed “a lot of stinky fish.” (And they do this every year?)
Our new head class agents are Betsy Fauver Stueber and John Ogden. They will be contacting you, but their letters will be composed by class ghost writer Anne Quirk. Now you know.
—Robin Gosnell, 31 Elm Lane, Princeton, NJ 08540; robins.nest@icloud.com; Eric Edmondson, Signal Hill Capital LLC, 425 California St., Suite 19, San Francisco, CA 94104; eweedmondson@gmail.com; Drew Kintzinger, 2400 M St. NW, Apt. 914, Washington, DC 20037; akintzinger@hunton.com
Don recently saw Mac Taylor, Nicole Lewis-Oakes and her husband, Jeffrey, in the Big Apple. He reports that Alan Wolf and his family have moved to St. Louis, Missouri. On Don’s last visit to California he missed Peter Mills, who was biking in Mallorca, but did see John Storella, a biotech patent lawyer in Oakland. By the way, John needs a hero or heroine. He initiated a planned giving program for our class. You just agree to leave money to Dartmouth in your will, whatever amount feels comfortable. (Okay, John would prefer ginormous.) John’s goal was commitments from 40 classmates for our 40th reunion. He is one measly person short. Now is your chance to save the day. Join the Bartlett Tower Society! You’ll get a cool pin.
At the end of Edy’s first year of law school, students were advised to seek outdoor summer jobs, something less demanding than the intellectual rigors of the law. Edy decided bright red trucks and blasting sirens would be fun. “I could become a firefighter.” One part of the final exam was to “throw” a two-story ladder singlehandedly against a building. Edy’s first throw was disqualified. She got so mad that she nailed the second throw. She finished law school and joined the California Department of Forestry and Fire Protection; they are the folks who fight the big, bad wildfires. Edy rose to become a battalion chief, distinguished by their white helmets, a huge accomplishment in the fire world. Now retired, she travels and sees Dartmouth friends.
In October she and Kathy Phillips donned evening gowns to join Cathy Burnweit in celebrating the marriage of Cathy’s daughter in Coral Gables, Florida. “Neither hurricane nor firestorm can stop these three from attending a good party!” Edy did manage to locate Peter Mills, as well as Al Henning, Carol Muller and Jill Shaw Woolworth at the annual Julbord Festival in Palo Alto, California. That’s a Swedish Christmas celebration. Everyone consumed “a lot of stinky fish.” (And they do this every year?)
Our new head class agents are Betsy Fauver Stueber and John Ogden. They will be contacting you, but their letters will be composed by class ghost writer Anne Quirk. Now you know.
—Robin Gosnell, 31 Elm Lane, Princeton, NJ 08540; robins.nest@icloud.com; Eric Edmondson, Signal Hill Capital LLC, 425 California St., Suite 19, San Francisco, CA 94104; eweedmondson@gmail.com; Drew Kintzinger, 2400 M St. NW, Apt. 914, Washington, DC 20037; akintzinger@hunton.com