Sixty-five years, can you believe it? Our 65th reunion is upon us, which means that some of us have been married for 65 years and most of us are 86 or 87 years old. We are well into grandchildren and many into great-grandchildren.
For those of us in the class of 1959, summer in Hanover was really not part of our experience. How different it is today, with classes and activities at almost every turn.
Yes, I know it is springtime and thoughts would normally be turning to Green Key and graduation. But this year is special for our class and our reunion has become uppermost in our minds.
As we enter the new year, the rear-view mirror reflects the arrival of a new Dartmouth president, the fall semester is behind us, our multimedia and mixed-media mini-reunion was conducted, and Homecoming was observed with all of the usual accoutremen
It was as universal as any time that I can remember. No matter who or where I probed, the topic was the same: “the weather.” And many suffered a summer of sweltering heat.
Well, we have traversed through another summer. Students are back on campus and fall sports teams are tuning up. We have had another Zoom mini-reunion and we are planning for another one in the September timeframe.
Let’s take a moment to reflect on the months at the beginning of this year. The Covid pandemic emergency was declared over. Southern California experienced record amounts of snow and rain.
Well, the academics and the athletics of the fall are behind us. Now it is the grind of winter in Hanover with thoughts already reaching toward Green Key and spring break.