Class Notes
Greetings, fellow ’70s. Add one more classmate to the list of career military officers. Colonel Art Brown, M.D., joined the Army in 1987 and is set to retire on November 1.
Greetings, fellow ’70s. Earthquakes in Virginia! Tornadoes in Massachusetts! A hurricane (Irene) that shut down the New York City transit system! Yikes!
Greetings, fellow ’70s. By now the mud should be pretty much dried up in Hanover and the black flies about to emerge from their pupae and take flight.
Greetings, fellow ’70s. Chalk up another accolade for Jim Nachtwey, who was recently awarded the Dresden (Germany) International Peace Prize.
Greetings, fellow ’70s. It being a slow news period I decided, like any good journalist, to go on the road. Don’t worry, no class funds (if we have any) were spent on my behalf.
Greetings, fellow ’70s. It’s December 22 and since the world didn’t end yesterday as the Mayans predicted, I guess I should start Christmas shopping and get to work on this column as it is due Hanover in less than a week.
Greetings fellow ’70s. Whether or not you are fans of a cappella singing I hope you followed the Dartmouth Aires on NBC’s Monday night series The Sing-Off as they progressed to the finals where they were outvoted and finished second.
New Year’s greetings, fellow ’70s. The past year was a busy one for many of us, but probably no classmate was busier than Bob Groves, who, as director of the U.S.
Greetings, fellow ’70s. As you read this we will have entered the Philip Hanlon era in the Wheelock succession. It’s good to know that the new president, class of 1977, is a baby boomer just like us.
Greetings, fellow ’70s. Jim Kim, we hardly knew ye. I for one am sorry to see our president move on after such a short tenure and not just because it means that our recently reworked class logo, “Dickey to Kemeny to Kim” is now obsolete.
Greetings, fellow ’70s. In my last column I warned that if no one offered up news, Ann and I would be forced to seek it out. Well, the past two months have been spent validating that threat.
Greetings, fellow ’70s. As I write this column the presidential campaign is in the homestretch and I’m reminded that most of us will arrive at age 65 in the coming year.