First of all, hearty congratulations to George Shimizu ’43 on his 103rd birthday! George is his class scribe for these notes and is a favorite of ’57s. Keep those personal notes and experiences of WW II coming, George. All classes are grateful.
Thanks to Bruce Bernstein, who started this when he asked that his ashes be scattered from the Fire Island Ferry into the Great South Bay. Last column we asked: “Where do you want to be?” Responses were wonderful and varied.
Last December I promiseda future column comparing our class of 1957 with the incoming class today. The data requested from Hanover has been received and it’s not just remarkable, it’s overwhelming. Our two classes are simply incomparable.
A hearty welcome to classmates joining our class listserv: Bill Breer, Walt Burgin, Bill Davidow, Eric Lee, John Roberts, and Calvin Towle.It’s a fun way to get together with classmates, wives, and widows and reminis
A line borrowed from Mary Oliver’s poem, “The Summer Day,” inspired our 65th reunion and asked the question, “What do you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?” A memorial service produced by Michael Lasser and Judy
Change is in the air. Exciting news from Hanover: Sian Leah Beilock will become president of the College starting July 2023. Currently president of Barnard, she will be our 19th president and the first woman elected to the position.
Remember Pollard’s smut class? Of course you do. Part of it was our age and immaturity, but mostly it was a unique experience we shared together our freshman year.
Steve Katz submitted a 1951 photo of his grandfather with President Truman celebrating the 40th anniversary of the Katz Drug Co. and suggested we discuss our classmates’ roots.
A previous column featured class treasures, those persons, places, and things treasured in our aging memories: persons such as our teachers, coaches, and classmates; places such as the Appalachian Trail; and things such as the bells of Baker Library.