Class Notes 1972

Dear ’72s, Fred Crossman wrote that Charlie Janes recently wrote a historical novel The Messiah Prophecy Murders, has a second book in the works, and has been contacted about a possible movie. Fred visited with Charlie, Frank Mannarino, and Wayne Young last June at a Dartmouth baseball reunion celebrating the ’70 team that made it to the College World Series. Absent was Pete Broberg, our star pitcher. Fred also had a long talk with Norman Cohen, who was in Norway. Fred reported that he did not see Bill Schur, Jon Einsidler, Mike Sacks, Andy Cassel, Dick Greenberg, or Ed Wisneski.

Demetry Papadopoulos reported that his daughter, Marie, was married in Charleston, South Carolina, in October. Kirk Andrus was there, just off a Buddhist silent retreat. Kirk told me I wouldn’t last three days without speaking and had to confess he was correct.

David Kreps has written a book called Arguing About Tastes, modeling how context and experience changes economic preferences. David illustrates the power of intrinsic motivation and shows why extrinsic incentives can be influenced.

Rob Amler, of the New York Medical School, sent a personal remembrance of the inspirational Rosalyn Carter, recently deceased, and her interest in research around suicide and mental and emotional problems and other social determinants of health.

Chip Carstensen sent a picture of daughter Haley ’11 in Mexico City, where she ran into my daughter, Amanda ’06. Around the girdled earth!

There’s a change in the dates of our Naples, Florida, mini-reunion: March 18, 19, and 20 instead of 21-23. Jim Rager ’71 is including ’70s-’72s in the festivities and needed more space to accommodate the three classes, so the joint dinner will be Tuesday, March 19. David Friend will host our class dinner at the Treviso Bay Club on Monday, and I have reserved a French cafe for dinner on Wednesday. There will be boat rides and other activities as well as time to explore Naples.

Happy New Year.

—Shel Prentice, 2311 Tradition Way, #102, Naples, FL 34105; shelprentice72@gmail.com

Dear ’72s, I crashed the 50th reunion for the class of ’73. As I crossed the Ledyard Bridge I reflected on the numerous times I have made that trek. Some of my fondest memories as a youth were going to Hanover with my father and brothers to watch Dartmouth’s gridiron exploits. Hanover was full of activity, with the Marching Band and fans waving Dartmouth pennants, all decked out in festive fall attire. I would buy a white rabbit’s foot with a small green Dartmouth pennant attached. Her spell on them remains. I saw Wade Judge’s brother, Clark, and I missed Dave “Fuzzy” Thurston, who crashed his brother’s 50th. I enjoyed seeing the ’73s. Lawrie Lieberman sent me his version of a Walter Mitty type of journey around the country in rap sessions with various fictional people discussing multiple facets of American life from war to love. The sentiments expressed were real, but the characters were fictional. Jack Manning and Joe Davis traveled to Vietnam and environs. Joe was on business and Jack tagged along. Dave Engle stopped in to see John Burke while traveling through southern Vermont. Andrew “Chip” Carstensen’s daughter, Haley ’11, represented our class at the memorial service of Midge Zischke in Orinda, California, and visited with Jessica Zischke ’11. Midge and Peter ’52 (also deceased) were a loyal Dartmouth family. Pete was involved in the ’52-’72 program, hosting numerous classmates at their lovely home. Among ’72s spending time with the Zischkes in 1970 were Chip, Jack Manning, Joel Hyatt, Larry Barr (now deceased), Fred Crossman, Stu Simms, and yours truly. If I omitted a classmate, please let me know. Pete and Midge sent three children to Dartmouth: Mike ’77, Marion ’84, and Karen ’86. The hill winds know their names. I am happy to report that our oldest daughter, Hilary ’01, married to Bart Blackburn ’06, gave birth to son Tice. If Tice is fortunate enough to attend Dartmouth, he will be the fifth consecutive generation of my family to attend the College on the Hill. These notes are written just before I expect to get a report on our mini held in Seattle. Lest the old traditions fail.

—Shel Prentice, 2311 Tradition Way, #102, Naples, FL 34105; shelprentice72@gmail.com

Dear ’72s, we had a fabulous mini-reunion in Naples, Florida, in late February involving several dinners, one with ’71s, boating trips, golf, lunch, and a brunch. Thanks to Dave Friend for hosting a dinner and to Charlie Nearburg for arranging a fantastic tour of the Revs Institute car museum. Please give a rouse for Joe Davis, who set the mini up with his good friend and ’71 president, Jim Rager, who hosted a dinner, numerous boat rides, and a brunch at his magnificent home.

Those in attendance for at least part of the reunion were Dave Bailey, Joe Davis, Gary Dicovitsky, Dave Elsroad, Dave and Carolyn Engle, Bill and Pam Enos, Dave and Fran Friend, Dan Holland, Bob King and Liz Donovan, Joe Leslie, Jack and Peggy Manning, Bill and Laura Mills, Bob and Helen Nycz, Demetry and Valerie Papadopoulos, Shel and Barb Prentice, Dave Stephenson, Gary and Gin Shanley, Hans and Priscilla Stumm and adopted exchange students Debbie Farrington, Sarah Mater, and Bobby Yadley.

While speaking with Dave Stephenson I learned about a class of 1914 scholarship to which Dave’s stepgrandfather, Harold Naramore, contributed profits from his turkey farm in Lebanon, New Hampshire, called the Wah Hoo Wah Turkey Farm. Mr. Naramore was an adopted member of the class of 1914 and sent two sons to Dartmouth. It turns out that our classmate Charles Shudson received a scholarship grant from the fund. Another interesting part of this story is that Paul Sample, class of 1921, was an artist-in-residence at Dartmouth from 1938 to 1964 and painted a watercolor of the turkey farm. Paul Sample painted many landscapes and painted a mural depicting the history of Vermont for National Life Insurance Co., of which our own Ernest Martin Hopkins was chairman, which now resides in the Vermont Historical Society.

It was nice to connect with classmates in an intimate and casual setting and also meet with numerous ’71s. Give a rouse for classmates who traveled great distances to attend: Dan Holland from South Dakota, Dico from California, Jack Manning and Joe Leslie from Arizona, Bob King from Connecticut (formerly Illinois), Joe Davis from Texas, Demetry and Dave Engle and Dave Bailey from South Carolina, Bob Nycz from Georgia, Bill Enos from Virginia, Dave Stephenson from New York (formerly Colorado), and Debbie Farrington from New York.

Some classmates—such as Bill Price in Seattle and Demetry in Charleston, South Carolina—have expressed interest in holding mini-reunions near their residences.

Speaking of Demetry, he witnessed the shooting down of a balloon authorities believe was trying to steal secrets of Demetry’s acupuncture methods. It remains unclear whether those secrets were transmitted before the balloon was shot down.

Happy trails to all.

—Shel Prentice, 2311 Tradition Way, #102, Naples, FL 34105; shelprentice72@gmail.com

Dear ’72s, Happy New Year! By the time you read this, we will have celebrated a mini-reunion in Naples, Florida, on February 23-26.

Jack Anderson wrote that his second novel, Friedegund and Brunhilde, has been accepted for publication. Give a rouse for Jack, who explains that the book is historical fiction that concerns two queens in sixth-century France who develop a rivalry that ripens into an all-out feud and then a 40-year war known as the “Royal Feud.” Jack goes on to say that the two queens are historical people but, since very few verified facts remain about them, Jack has invented a back story that speculates about their personalities and psychological development. The names of the two queens appear to be more German than French, but the border between Germany and France has shifted through the years and certain ruling families have transcended national boundaries.

Give a rouse to our former class president, Bill Price, who has authored tomes thrice. Bill’s third book, with an Aussie coauthor, The Frictionless Organization, was named the No. 1 business book for 2022 by Forbes. The title of the book could apply to families, much less organizations. Bill’s latest book joins The Best Service is No Service and Your Customer Rules. Another Bill, Walter “Bill” Weston, spends summers at his home in Switzerland but migrates to the Pelican Landing Community of Bonita Springs, Florida, from October until early December. Bill then returns to Switzerland, where he celebrates Christmas with his daughter, Kay ’01, and his son-in-law, Greg ’98, who live in Zurich with his granddaughters, Fiona and Franziska. After Christmas Bill goes to their ski home in Garmisch in beautiful Bavaria, Germany, where he skis until the snow gets slushy and then returns to Bonita. I hope Bill’s Bonita home withstood Hurricane Ian. It’s nice to have choices about living arrangements. ’Round the girdled earth they roam.

—Shel Prentice, 2311 Tradition Way, #102, Naples, FL 34105; shelprentice72@gmail.com

Dear ’72s, it’s a beautiful summer day in Vermont as I write this column. I had lunch with John Burke at the Woodstock (Vermont) Inn. We met at Boys State in 1967 and were roommates all four years. John is a retired attorney and his son, Sean, is a rising litigation star at Duane Morris.

Give a rouse for our new class president, Joe Davis, whose company drilled 22 water wells and three oil wells in Namibia, providing water for about 600 people who otherwise had to walk about 3 miles one way to fill five-gallon buckets. The engineering for drilling oil wells came in handy. Water and energy are both essential for a society. ’Round the girdled earth they roam, leaving a positive mark.

I received a long note from Steve Tozer reflecting on his senior year and his career. Steve wrote: “I lived in the Sargent family hunting cabin on the Connecticut River below Norwich [Vermont] my senior year: wood heat, snowshoeing to campus, and living pretty much a hermit life. In June of 1972 the Sargents burned the camp to the ground to prevent other students from living there, which had been an annual tradition for some time. The Sargents learned about the squatting that was going on when a Spanish student drowned in front of the cabin after a fraternity fling in April of our senior year. The Boston papers ran an article about my involvement in rescuing the victim’s partner in the middle of the night.” About Steve’s later career, he writes: “After retiring from the University of Illinois, Chicago, I was asked to lead the creation of a new partnership between Northern Illinois University and Rockford Public Schools to formulate a pipeline of hand-picked high school principals to attend two years of advanced instruction at the university with pay. This was the most ambitious initiative of its kind in Illinois and one of the most ambitious in the nation to provide principals with tools to run better schools. The Rockford project graduated its first group this spring and is already having a positive impact on state policy. It turns out that better principals are the single most cost-effective intervention for under-performing schools and we actually know how to produce better principals.” Give a rouse for Steve, our own Henry David Thoreau, for these efforts.

I received a note from Greg McClelland’s brother that Greg and Dora were married June 10, 1972, at St. Dennis Catholic Church in Hanover, the day before graduation. If anyone else wants to report about their marriage around our graduation, I would be happy to share it.

Mike Meehan sponsored an essay writing contest for graduating Dartmouth students, with a $5000 first prize, about conflicts among our Founding Fathers at the Constitutional Convention. The winner, Greg Mesa ’22, wrote about the dynamics between delegates John Dickinson, George Mason, and Eldridge Gerry. Give a rouse to Mike for his thoughtful and inventive way to stimulate thinking about one of the world’s most enduring documents.

—Shel Prentice, 2311 Tradition Way, #102, Naples, FL 34105; shelprentice72@gmail.com

Dear ’72s, when you read this, we will have celebrated our 50th reunion. I will report on that in the September/October column.

As I write this, I am back in Naples, Florida. I flew up to Vermont a couple of weeks ago to drive to N.Y.C., where I participated in my 45th reunion from Fordham Law. I spent almost a week in N.Y.C. On April 19 we drove in a snow blizzard from Montpelier to Burlington, Vermont, and waited on our plane for hours as the planes were getting de-iced and trying to take off. We finally made it. We missed our connecting flight in Charlotte, North Carolina, but we got back to Naples and no snow. I was reminded about a conversation I overheard on my way to Thayer Hall one night in early April after we returned from our first spring break. Marty Cain, from the Baltimore area, was telling someone in a loud voice that he was leaving Hanover and not returning until there was no snow on the ground. He had experienced enough snow and he didn’t need to be trudging through snow in April, when it was supposed to be spring. There’s a saying in Vermont that the first day of spring is not necessarily the first spring day. I think Marty probably left but I can’t verify that.

On March 16, Gary and Gin Shanley hosted a group of us at their Naples home for drinks and then dinner at their lovely beach club on Pelican Bay. Joining the group were Bob King and spouse, Elizabeth Donovan, Dave and Fran Friend, Gary “Dico” and Laura Dicovitsky, and Barb and I. We shared many stories of our times in Hanover, discussed the draft situation, and, of course, talked about families and careers. With my aging eyes, I thought everyone looked good and were in good spirits. Dico further relayed that he attended an event in Florida put on by Bruce Ling ’73 at which fellow ’72s Vic Stibolt and Dave Hetzel were in attendance.

I have heard from Dick White, who has put together a substantial work of genealogy of the White and Wallace families, reaching back to the Mayflower. A relatively simple document, “The Mayflower Compact,” laid a foundation of self-governance with collective concern and individual responsibility that has served as a guiding light for our civilization for hundreds of years. I asked Dick if he could bring me a copy of his work.

Jack Manning reported that Wayne Young has made great progress recovering from complicated back surgery and announced a streamed Dartmouth baseball game that was the earliest game ever played in Hanover. I guess our snowball fights didn’t qualify as baseball games. Let’s give a rouse for Wayne, who represents the best of our vaunted student-athlete tradition.

I want to share something that Dean Brewster wrote to Greg “Yads” Yadley on March 8, prompted by Yads’ outreach concerning Dean Brewster’s potential participation in a discussion of coeducation at Dartmouth during our reunion. Dean Brewster wrote: “Nearly 52 years ago on November 18, 1970, my son, Abraham, was born at Dartmouth. I was sitting in my study at 23 Choate Road by myself pondering my new responsibilities when there was a knock on my front door. I was half expecting to hear news of some serious problem on campus but, instead, there stood Greg Yadley with a group of first-year students who had heard about the birth of Abe and reported that they had teamed together to buy Abe a $25 U.S. Treasury Series E Bond to be used, as needed, for Abe’s education. I could never cash that bond and it still sits on my desk as a reminder of one of the key events, which all of us share, for our love of Dartmouth. This expression of affection by Dartmouth students was a major confirmation for me that I was in the right place.” Dean Brewster didn’t report that Greg led the group in singing “Men of Dartmouth,” but I wouldn’t be surprised if that were the case.

That is the stuff of which Dartmouth men were made 50 years ago!

Lest the old traditions fail.

—Sheldon Prentice, 2311 Tradition Way, #102, Naples, FL 34105; shelprentice72@gmail.com

Welcome to 2022, a special year for ’72s, being that most of us will turn 72 this year and we will celebrate our 50th reunion June 10-14. I hope many of you will plan to join us for at least part of our reunion.

In mid-October there was a celebration of 50 years of rugby. Joining the festivities were Kirk Andrus, Joe Davis, Dave Engle, Peter Heed, Chuck Leer, Jack Manning, Wayne Young, and myself. Dave Engle drove over to see John Burke in Vermont after the celebration.

I received a nice note from Bill Weston describing a sailing trip along the Lycian coast of Turkey, where Bill captained a 42-foot yacht with Paul Boylan. Bill described a rich history of the Ottoman Empire and also snorkeling over remains of ancient villages and mosaics submerged by earthquakes centuries ago.

There was a wonderful virtual celebration of the dedication of the new Institute for Energy and Society (Irving) building on December 2. Arthur and Sandra Irving, adopted ’72s, made the leadership gift that has the potential to transform Dartmouth into a truly internationally renowned college.

Wayne Young has undergone a complicated back surgery and is in for a long period of rehabilitation. Many in the class have been kept updated on Wayne’s condition by Brendan O’Neill and Jack Manning. Brendan has a way of keeping things light but on point. By the way, Brendan’s son, Brian, has been awarded a very nice contract to keep up his stellar performance on the offensive line of the Minnesota Vikings. I think Brendan preferred the backfield.

On a sad note, I am aware of three classmates who recently passed away: Bill Bisbee, Bev Love, and Dennis O’Brien. Obituaries have been published. The only one I personally knew was Bev. Bev had a huge heart and a great sense of humor and rendered selfless service to his patients and community. All three were loyal sons of Dartmouth. The hill winds know their names.

Be well and set your sights for Hanover.

—Sheldon Prentice, 2311 Tradition Way, #102, Naples, FL 34105; shelprentice72@gmail.com

Dear ’72s, I am writing to you from Montpelier, Vermont, our summer home. I have agreed to fill the last year of David Hetzel’s term as class secretary. I hope you join me in thanking David for a great job as our class secretary. I would also like to thank John Burke, one of our earlier secretaries, fellow Vermonter, and four-year roommate for his sage counsel and encouragement.

Jack Manning writes in that he retired; had to cancel international travel plans; bought a Mercedes Sprinter; traveled 10,000 miles in the West and Southwest last fall; parked the rig in front of Chuck Leer’s townhouse for a few days on the beach in Marina del Rey, California; had the rig in an RV park in Mesa, Arizona, this winter; and went back and forth from Mesa to Big Sky, Montana, for skiing. Jack visited Joel Hyatt a few times in the Bay Area. Joel is working hard on another startup, Globality. Jack has seen Brendan O’Neill several times at Vikings football games and at Flathead Lake, Montana. Brendan’s son is the starting right tackle for the Vikes. When Jack is near Hanover, he stays at Wayne Young’s house near campus. Jack had many occasions to visit Hanover as his daughter, a niece, a nephew, and a total of 9 relatives, including in-laws, have gone to Dartmouth. In fact, Jack and relatives have stayed at Wayne’s house so many times that Wayne named the guest bedroom the “Manning Room.”

Jack further reports that a big football reunion is coming up on October 9 in Hanover—the Yale game—for the combined ’70 and ’71 teams, encompassing any who played for the Big Green from the classes of ’71 to ’74, including those who donned just freshman jerseys, down to the “E” team. I made the E team, but I was pretty far down the list. It’s no surprise to anyone that Murry Bowden ’71 is leading the charge. I can still remember, like it was yesterday, the hit Murry Bowden put on University of Massachusetts All-American end Milt Morin that put Morin out of the game and almost out of football forever that beautiful day in Hanover as Morin got his hands on a button hook that he promptly dropped.

Jack also sees Lawrie Lieberman, who lives in Bozeman, Montana, now and Jim Masker, who Jack believes lives in Butte, Montana.

Jack concluded his terrific note by reminding all rugby players that there will be a rugby reunion the weekend after the football reunion, so October 16. Joe Davis has been active in the alumni rugby club and, of course, Wayne Young was instrumental in the building and placement of the Corey Ford Rugby Clubhouse. I will also mention that Wade Judge’s son played rugby for a Big Green team that won the nationals and was named an All-American.

I have had dinner several times in Naples, Florida, with Gary Shanley and wife Ginny. Gary splits time between Naples and Skaneateles, New York, with Naples winning out in the “residency” department. Gary looks good, although every time I see him he just says he’s glad to be vertical.

—Sheldon Prentice, 2311 Tradition Way, #102, Naples, FL 34105; shelprentice72@gmail.com

I heard from Young Dawkins recently. His story is so compelling and so uplifting, I wanted to share it with the entire class. Here it is.

“Ruth, Tom, and I live in Sandy Bay, a small community just outside of Hobart, Tasmania’s capital city. We have been here for eight years. We originally came over from Scotland and London so I could take up the role of CEO of the University of Tasmania Foundation. For the past two years I have been a full-time consultant. Most of my time is spent helping a major Australian nongovernmental organization plan and execute a five-year, multi-million-dollar fundraising campaign.

“I had been traveling hard for two clients on the mainland of Australia, up and back to either Sydney or Melbourne. I developed a lingering cold I couldn’t shake. The gland in my left neck became swollen. I wasn’t too concerned. The general practitioner was a bit concerned. She sent me off for CT scans. Nothing. Then, to be sure, a core biopsy. ‘Sections show well-differentiated squamous cell carcinoma.’ Cancer.

“The cancer was in my mouth. More specifically, my left tonsil and lymph gland. It’s a tricky part of the body to treat, all sorts of passages running up to the brain and down to the chest and lungs. Not the neighborhood for mistakes.

“The hardest thing I have ever done in my life was telling my son I had cancer. ‘Don’t tell me,’ he said. ‘You have Covid.’ I said, ‘No, not Covid. I have cancer.’ I watched his perfect 11-year-old face collapse in instant recognition that this was a horribly wrong thing. ‘Promise me one thing.’ His voice was strong and certain. ‘Promise me you won’t die.’

“I had treatment for seven consecutive weeks, with weekends off. The first month was okay, then the real pain started. I lost track of time. I lost weight, more than 12 kilograms. I wasn’t big to begin with and now I began to look like, well, a cancer patient. When the last session was finally done, I weakly rang the bell and headed home. All the energy in my life was gone.

“Waiting is a big part of cancer: waiting to be diagnosed, waiting to be treated, waiting for another PET scan to assess your condition, whether the treatment actually worked or if other, more drastic steps would be required.

“It was seven months almost to the day between the first scan and the most recent. The happiest thing I have ever done in my life was stepping out of our car and telling our son, who was standing in the garage waiting, that the cancer was gone. That everything we had been through, all of it, had been worth it.”

Young’s second collection of poetry, Slow Walk Home, is being published in the next month or so by Red Squirrel Press in Edinburgh, Scotland. Look for it. As he told me in his note, “Noel Perrin would be proud.” The full narrative of his experience can be found at dorkymum.com/2021/01/22/on.

Peace.

—David Hetzel, 997 State Blvd., Franklin, TN; dghetzel@gmail.com

So, you are retired after working for more than 40 years. And then Covid-19 hits. What’s a son of Dartmouth to do? Well, Jack Manning has an answer: Buy a motorhome and explore. “I’m retired and can’t travel internationally, so I bought a 25-foot motorhome/Mercedes Sprinter, and I’m traveling the West for a month or two with my wife. The rig has a big wall slide out, which really adds a lot of useable space. We are in Utah seeing the parks now. Then Arizona, California, and up the West Coast. We are a few weeks into the adventure now. The comedy of errors we initially experienced in the operation of the Isata 3 is behind us. This is lots of fun and a true adventure for these two RV rookies.” I was hoping to see Jack in person in the Nashville area, but his son just graduated from Sewanee in May, so Jack’s trips to Nashville are over. I wonder if there’s room for a third in the Mercedes. You should see the photos he sent from the trip!

I also got a nice note from Rand Burnett. He is also retired, after 44 years of practicing law in Keene, New Hampshire. Rand lives in the small town of Westmoreland, just north of Keene, with his wife, Jayne, who is the director of the town’s public library. Their son, Adam ’18, is now at Stanford getting his doctorate in atmospheric sciences. Rand was looking forward to skiing in the winter and playing golf and sailing his sunfish in the summer, but the pandemic and some temporary health issues got in the way of that. But don’t feel too bad for Rand. He sent me a photo of his place in idyllic Westmoreland and it made me long for the beauty and serenity of New Hampshire in the fall!

The pandemic is weird enough in its own right, but Chris Brewster wrote in to report some strange happenings at his place. He has been going through his bookshelves, cleaning out some things and reading news stories, and in the process, he says, “I may have unintentionally caused the death of several fading celebrities.” Cases in point: “I read the 1967 biography Nicholas and Alexandra. I looked up the author and was surprised to see he was still alive. A week later he was dead. I saw a film on TV and recognized a young Shirley Knight, a leading character actress. Reading her bio, I was amazed at the length of her career. Three days later she was dead. I caught a reference to Don Shula in a news story and looked him up. Still going strong! A week later he was dead. We have a framed photo by John Loengard, a prominent 20th-century photographer. I checked him out. Six days later he was dead.” Yikes! Chris promised me that he would not be looking up my bio on the internet any time soon. Just sayin’.

Be well, stay strong.

—David Hetzel, 997 State Blvd., Franklin, TN 37064; dghetzel@gmail.com

I was so pleased to hear from Jack Vayda and Owen Kelly recently. Jack was headed to Nashville from the New York City metro area and suggested that we three have a mini class reunion to catch up. Jack is a lawyer in New York City and is still practicing there and in Brazil, where he was born. He was coming south to visit his two daughters (one a Dartmouth ’10) and his grandson, who live here in Music City. Owen is retired after a long career in the financial services industry and still lives with his wife of 44 years, Ann Kelly, in Nashville, where he is active in the nonprofit world. They have a son who is finishing his Ph.D. in clinical psychology with an internship at the University of Rochester and a daughter who lives in Nashville. Unfortunately, my schedule did not allow us to get together this time, but we are planning to do so when Jack next comes down for a family visit.

Joe Davis reported in to say that in May he retired as the chief operating officer of BKV Corp., the natural gas company he helped to start in 2014. Joe will continue as a director of the company and will “continue to champion natural gas as the low-carbon complement to renewable energy while the world transitions to sustainable energy sources.” Well done, Joe! He also tells me that he recently heard from Lawrie Lieberman, who is now living in Montana. Lawrie just celebrated his 48th wedding anniversary. He and his bride, Moira, were married in Rollins Chapel a few days before we graduated in 1972. Congratulations, Lawrie and Moira!

Ragnvald Bratz dropped me a note from Norway to say that life is “slack” for a 73-year-old retired guy, “but children (four boys) and grandchildren (two girls and a boy) keep us halfway busy.” He and Kristin, his wife of 44 years, spend about half the year in Oslo and the other half up in the mountains north of there. Ragnvald says that, thankfully, the impact of the coronavirus has been milder in Norway than in the rest of Europe. He keeps in touch with John Musser, who is in the Boston area, and with Jan Opsahl, who is retired in the countryside outside of London. Thanks for reaching out, Ragnvald!

Sadly, I must close by reporting the death of two classmates. Bill French died at home in July from amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS). He is survived by Janet, his wife of 38 years, and his son, William French III ’08. Peter Kaczowka passed away under hospice care in April at his home in Adams, Massachusetts. He is survived by his two sons, Aaron and Ethan. Our heartfelt condolences are extended to the families and friends of these sons of Dartmouth. The hill winds know their names.

As Jim Morrison said, “Strange days have found us.” Please check in with me to report on how you are doing during these difficult times.

—David Hetzel, 997 State Blvd., Franklin, TN 37064; dghetzel@gmail.com

Bill Roberts reports that last summer he and his wife, Ingrid, went on their fourth Dartmouth alumni travel adventure. In July they landed in Stockholm, Ingrid’s paternal grandparents’ homeland. After two days of remarkable excursions there, including visits to the Nobel Prize banquet halls, a 17th-century warship, and two nights of sumptuous dining, they boarded a French ship for a Baltic Sea cruise with fewer than 200 passengers, including 10 wonderful Dartmouth alumni and spouses and Dartmouth professor Lynn Patyk. They visited Helsinki, St. Petersburg, Tallinn, Estonia, Visby on Sweden’s Gotland Island (with its intact medieval Old Town), Gdansk, and Copenhagen. In Denmark, Bill’s maternal grandfather’s homeland, they stayed with friends and visited Tivoli Gardens, Hamlet’s Castle, and author Karen Blixen’s home. One of their lecturers was Lech Walesa, who signed his book, which Bill had previously read! It was an extraordinary trip.

I also heard from one of our classmates who recounted a wonderful story about our own George Buesing. Some of you may remember George. He was a tall, handsome young man who excelled at many things while at Dartmouth. The classmate who wrote to me wants to remain anonymous to keep this short story focused on George. While I am glad to honor that request, I will also use the text of his email message to recount this lovely tale.

“George was a stellar athlete (football and crew), outstanding student (premed), and an extraordinary friend who always had time to chat, notwithstanding his busy schedule. After graduating he went to medical school. Just as he was about to graduate, he discovered that he had leukemia. Rather than continue with the specialty for which he was training, George spent the rest of his life providing medical care to drug addicts in Jersey City. George died on January 14, 1981. A fund was established to honor and preserve George’s memory and to provide financial assistance to needy Dartmouth students.”

I think many of us try to give back to our fellow man when presented with the opportunity to do so. But I dare say that most of our efforts would pale in comparison to the extraordinary service given by George Buesing so many years ago, even as he realized that his time on earth was short.

What our anonymous classmate did not want me to say is that he was the one who “got the ball rolling” to establish the George F. Buesing Memorial Fund mentioned above. And through the many gifts given by the Dartmouth community during the past almost 40 years, that fund has now grown to almost $73,000. Because it is used to provide financial assistance to Dartmouth students who meet the requirements of the College, George continues to serve those in need even though he has passed away.

If you knew George during his time in Hanover, drop me a line. And to our anonymous classmate, thank you ever so much for taking the time to brighten our world a bit.

Kind regards.

—David Hetzel, 997 State Blvd., Franklin, TN 37064; dghetzel@gmail.com

It’s always a pleasure to pass along good news in this column and we have some from the University of Chicago’s medicine program. Our classmate Richard A. Larson, an oncologist and professor there, has been named the recipient of the Henry M. Stratton Medal by the American Society of Hematology for his pioneering research work. According to the university’s announcement, the medal is “one of the cancer field’s top honors,” recognizing “investigators who have made well-recognized contributions to hematology research over the past several years.” Richard’s career at UChicago Medicine extends for more than 42 years and he is presently the director of the hematologic malignancies clinical research program. He has dedicated himself to designing “groundbreaking therapeutic trials for patients with leukemia.” It’s hard to imagine a more worthwhile career. Richard has achieved “significant advances in understanding leukemia’s genetic basis and translating these insights into more effective treatments for patients.” According to Michelle LeBeau, director of the UChicago Medicine Comprehensive Cancer Center, “There is almost no standard therapy currently administered for these cancers that has not, in some way, shape, or form, been influenced by Dr. Larson.” The awards ceremony will take place on December 10 in Orlando, Florida. Congratulations, Richard!

My wife, Conni, and I were thrilled to be visited here in the Nashville, Tennessee, area in late October by my college roommate Marc Josephson and his wife, Dr. Lynn Josephson. Marc and Lynn were dating when we roomed together at Beta in our senior year and we have stayed in close touch for all these years. Despite an uncharacteristically rainy weekend, we managed to enjoy ourselves catching up on family news and telling stories on each other. We also found our way to the local Leiper’s Fork Distillery, where we tasted some small-batch Tennessee whisky. Jack Daniels better watch out!

I also heard from Alan Bartenhagen, a 1969 graduate of the University of New Hampshire who had noticed my reference in an earlier column about the raid on Fort Ticonderoga by 20 Dartmouth students in the spring of 1969. Alan wrote a term paper for his senior history course titled “The Role of Ticonderoga During the American Revolution,” and before turning it in, read a UPI article about the Dartmouth attack on the fort. He actually included a postscript in his paper noting that the invaders had completed their occupation of the fort with “a minimum of provisions consisting mainly of three kegs of beer and the rope ladders. When asked why the group of students decided to attack the fort, their leader stated, ‘We just had to do something what with final examinations starting soon, and the fort hadn’t been attacked in a long time.’ ”

Thanks for that memory, Alan. If anyone has information about who was included in that group of 20, please let me know!

Sadly, I must close by reporting the death of two of our classmates: Evan Crane and Tom Kendall. Our condolences go out to their spouses and other family members.

—David Hetzel, 997 State Blvd., Franklin, TN 37064; dghetzel@gmail.com

Fifty years ago, in the summer of 1969, having completed our freshman year, we were rising sophomores. Some of you have been reminiscing with me about those times.

Frank Sullivan remembers that he was in Washington, D.C., for the summer. “I worked as a summer intern in the Washington, D.C., office of my hometown congressman, Rep. John Brademas of Indiana. Derivative of that experience, I’ve spent most of my professional life in political and government jobs. Of more consequence, I met Cheryl L. Gibson that summer. We married the week after graduation in 1972 and will therefore celebrate our 47th anniversary next month. We have three sons and five grandchildren.” Now that’s a success story. Congratulations, Frank!

Neal Traven had one word to describe that summer, a word that will resonate with most of us: Woodstock. How many of you thought about going but didn’t (like I did)? Well, Neal actually got there. “I went there with Bob Landback and David Watters. Unlike most, we actually had tickets. We arrived at Yasgur’s farm just about exactly the same time that Richie Havens started playing. We had to leave early Sunday morning to get back to our summer jobs, so we missed the mud bath that afternoon. And we missed Hendrix too.” Yeah, but Haven’s rendition of “Freedom” was epic! What a memory.

Paul Tyson was one of those who thought about going but didn’t. Paul is a retired foreign service officer who lives in suburban Washington, D.C. He says that he thought about going with Neal Traven and Lee Goodwin but didn’t. He was at home in Pemberton, New Jersey, where he had a job as a PX maintenance man on McGuire Air Force Base. He saw friends from high school and dated a few girls in nearby towns. “The summer was good, and I returned to Hanover with new roommates—John “Rocky” Rockwell, and John DeVierno—for a year that morphed into three happy years until graduation.”

I also received a lot of messages recalling what happened right before we left Hanover for the summer break—the takeover of Parkhurst Hall in May 1969. Paul Tyson saw the students going into the building to commence the occupation and then saw the deans and staff coming out a few minutes later. Neal Traven tells me that he was outside on the steps of the building the whole time supporting the guys inside. And sure enough, Lee Goodwin sent me a copy of a photo that reportedly ran in the Newsweek magazine showing the state police removing the occupiers. His mom found him in the photo and, sure enough, there he is on the steps just below Neal. A moment in history! Like many of us, John DeVierno “watched from a distance, wondering about the appropriateness of Parkhurst as a target for protest that really was against a national and international situation.” So it was, 50 years ago.

Write to me about your memories from those times. I’d love to include them next time.

—David Hetzel, 997 State Blvd., Franklin, TN 37064; dghetzel@gmail.com

It’s spring in Hanover, and some of our classmates are thinking back 50 years to the spring of our freshman year. Some of the memories remain strong.

Whatever your political leanings may have been in 1969, most of us remember the occupation of Parkhurst Hall by protesters led by the Students for Democratic Society. Bob Nycz recalls that night in May when the State Police were called in to remove the protesters. He remembers one of our classmates “being carried out with tears in his eyes and guitar in hand.” Bill Roberts remembers that of the 56 demonstrators taken out by the authorities, several were women from Mount Holyoke. He recounts that in history class the next day, “We voted on whether to discuss [the takeover] and the guy trying to start up the matter was outvoted! Whereupon he was roundly booed and he left!” Bill also recalls President John Sloan Dickey addressing a campus-wide meeting after the takeover and saying, “I may be a lame duck, but I’m not a dead duck!” Exactly.

Campus unrest was widespread that spring, and Neal Traven remembers that a story about the takeover made the May 19, 1969, issue of Newsweek. But John de Regt points out that not all the occupations were political protests. He says, “There must have been 100 occupations that spring, all about Vietnam, except the occupation of Fort Ticonderoga by an intrepid band of Dartmouth students. That was just for fun.” Oh, those Dartmouth hooligans!

And there was other fun being pursued that spring. Joe Davis remembers playing in his very first rugby game in a driving rainstorm alongside the Charles River in Boston with Scott Snyder, Dave Engle, and the late Dave Wright. “I think Lawrie Lieberman was probably watching and laughing at our efforts. Let’s just say that there was a lot I didn’t understand about rugby at that point.”

Bill Roberts recalls Green Key Weekend and the concert on Saturday evening featuring Richie Havens and Laura Nyro. They were quite the draw for Hanover! Haven’s rendition of “Here Comes the Sun” was epic, and Nyro was one of the most talented female songwriters of her generation (“Wedding Bell Blues,” “Eli’s Comin’,” and “Stoney End” come to mind.)

Zooming back to present time, our president, Bill Price has news from Seattle: “We held our first Seattle area ’72 lunch with six of us sharing stories: Barry Abbott, Brian Lawler, Thurm Lowans, Charles Breen,Neal Traven, and me. We remembered the unusual reverse alphabetical order when we received our diplomas, robbing Barry Abbott from getting up there first; compared Seattle’s snowy winter with those when we grew up, of course there was a lot more snow then; and talked about retirement, with Thurm endorsing it. We’re already planning our second get-together.” Well done, Bill!

Sadly, I must report the death of our classmate Bruce Routman. Our heartfelt condolences are extended to his family and friends.

I’m hungry for news, so please drop me a note.

—David Hetzel, 5 Chestnut St., Windham, NH 03087; dghetzel@gmail.com

This column will reach you sometime in the holiday season. That got me thinking about what we all may have been doing in 1968 during our first holiday break. I asked a random selection of our classmates to tell me about their first holiday. Their stories reveal something about the world we lived in 50 years ago.

Chris Brewster remembers: “I took the bus from White River Junction to that miserable Greyhound station in Boston, which bordered on the ‘Combat Zone.’ The name alone was sufficiently scary to keep me inside the station, where the greatest danger was the sandwiches in the vending machine. I took a shuttle to Logan and, after waiting several hours, I took a flight to Chicago. Twelve hours later, with no sleep, I got on the plane to Indianapolis, Indiana, and flew home. The whole trip took me close to 24 hours. When my parents later booked me a direct flight back to Boston I didn’t object.”

John Collier relates the following: “My parents had moved to London just after high school graduation, so my freshman break was a trip through JFK to Heathrow airport and into the city. It was a gray, rainy December and my focus became the purchase of a reel-to-reel tape recorder so my parents could record all of the well-cared-for LPs that they could borrow from the library. After visiting the local pubs, I came home an enthusiast for Worthington E, a brew that was a bit more intriguing than the Budweiser that was so ubiquitous in Richardson Hall.”

Chip Carstensen says, “I definitely remember where I spent Thanksgiving. My dad explained that unless I could pay my own way home, I would need to choose between Christmas and Thanksgiving for his one contribution. Since he already paid for all my tuition, books, room and board I saw his point. I spent a very lonely Thanksgiving weekend in Hanover. I never forgot it and was never so broke again.”

Jim Borchert offered this: “My December break was a trip home to Minnesota to see family and friends and play a little hockey, but it turned out to include an event that changed my life. I ran into a good friend who was a Ranger in Vietnam. I was in Army ROTC, and I asked him what Vietnam was really like. He told me that it was ‘an awful bunch of crap.’ He said, ‘I went over there to help keep the world safe from communism, but we’re not doing that. They lied to us. We’re burning farms and villages and killing everybody; it’s total BS.’ That was the last time I saw him because he came home in a box four to five months later. My conversation with him led me to question what I thought I knew. Leaving ROTC then, and withdrawing from the College later, was the start of going down ‘the road not taken’ by many.”

Powerful stuff! Let me hear from you. In the meantime, stay well.

—David Hetzel, 5 Chestnut St., Windham, NH 03087; dghetzel@gmail.com

Ah, the sweet and long days of summer have arrived as I write this column. I must say, they are most welcome after the fearsome winter we endured in the Northeast this year.

Let’s start this time with hearty congratulations to David Kreps, who received a very prestigious award from the National Academy of Sciences. David is a renowned economist on the faculty of the Stanford University Graduate School of Business. He was awarded the John J. Carty Award for the Advancement of Science for his work in providing “a framework, known as sequential equilibrium, for modeling dynamic effects in economics.” I confess that I’m not sure exactly what that means, but apparently the National Academy of Sciences did! David also recently published The Motivational Toolkit, which lays out the fundamental principles of employee motivation. Now that is something we can all relate to. Well done, David!

Marc Josephson reports that our class has been asked to participate in the Class Connections program sponsored by the College. The idea is for our class to connect with this year’s incoming class of Dartmouth students, who will graduate when we have our 50th reunion in 2022. Marc tells us that the first part of the program will be to connect with the class of ’22 in late August and early September when they take their freshman trips. “One of the activities is to cook dinner for freshman trips to the College Grant. The College will provide cabins, food, beer, and wine, and our class will cook barbeque dinners each night.” Other classes that have done this before us had a wonderful and satisfying experience. And contact with the class of ’22 will continue during the four years running up to their graduation and our 50th reunion. A committee has been set up to lead our class effort on this, including Marc, Greg Yadley, John de Regt, Geoff Clear, Craig Bentley, and me. If you like the idea of being part of this effort, please drop me a line, and I’ll let Marc know that you should be included on the team!

Finally, our class executive committee recently made a decision to provide a donation to the College’s Student Experiential Learning Fund (SELF). SELF is a partnership between the center for professional development and the center for the advancement of learning and is intended to support students in pursuing unpaid or low-paying internships. Our donation will enable students who would like to participate in off-campus internships that align with their career goals but are unable to do so because of financial concerns. The SELF program is managed by a committee of faculty and professional development staff that reviews the student applications for funding and ensures that funds are properly and appropriately allocated. More important, our class officers will have direct interaction with the students funded by our donation to hear about their internship experiences. It’s truly a worthwhile cause for us to contribute to.

Until next time, stay well.

—David Hetzel, 5 Chestnut St., Windham, NH 03087; dghetzel@gmail.com

All of us have great memories of classmates who made a difference in our lives. I was fortunate enough to have two of the best roommates on the planet during our time in Hanover. Jamie MacArthur and Marc Josephson were not only great friends and fraternity brothers but two of the nicest guys I have ever met. We have continued to be dear friends for 50 years. What a gift!

During the past couple of weeks, I’ve heard from many of you about the wonderful relationships forged during our years on campus. Here are just a few of your stories.

Chris Carstensen writes, “Bob Baird was tough (Navy SEAL) and smart (economics major) and had the warmest, self-effacing sense of humor I have ever seen. He was a great guy and a fiercely loyal friend. I’m proud of him and wish I could have been more like him. Were he with us now, he would make fun of my tears.”

From David Goehring: “I can’t do one classmate, but I can do one group of ’72s who lived together in South Fayer. Bob Kefferstan, Michael Quinn, Charlie Shockey, Kip Ault, Frank Sullivan and Bud Lynch all conspired to get me through my senior thesis while having fun at the same time.”

Andrew Cassel writes, “John Petruccione was a classics scholar, an amazing, bright, erudite and self-effacing guy who disappeared after freshman year but whose friendship I valued greatly. Robert Godshall, who was my neighbor on Lebanon Street senior year, was equally a brilliant, funny, unassuming guy who turned me on to The New York Times Sunday crossword.”

Chris Denton writes, “Rick Greenberg was my roommate in North Mass until it was permanently handed over to the ladies. Rickie hails from the Philadelphia area, and has been a long-suffering Eagles fan. Congratulations, Rick! Super Bowl champs at long last.”

Peter Areson says, “My roommate of three years, Bob Winterbottom, was a strong influence on me during my time at Dartmouth. He kept me from burrowing in Thayer School and addressing the numerous social issues of our time. I am sincerely grateful to him! Fortunately, he has recently retired to New Hampshire, fairly close to us!”

Brook McCann shares, “I was on the swim team and during freshman year; we swam against Harvard in Cambridge. My final event of the season was the 200-yard backstroke, which I swam with Jim Gottschalk, a truly superb athlete. As Jim and I walked over to the starting blocks, we saw that Harvard did not enter its good back-stroker in this event. In any case, the starting gun sounded, and I noticed that Jim did not jump out to a big lead during the race, but paced me for the entire eight pool lengths and let me touch him out at the finish. We took first and second places in the event. I could not believe the tremendous sportsmanship and magnanimity shown by Jim toward me. A unique experience provided by an unselfish soul.”

Great stories! Stay well, my friends.

—David Hetzel, 5 Chestnut St., Windham, NH 03087; dghetzel@gmail.com

“Summer friends will melt away like summer snows, but winter friends are friends for forever,” writes George R.R. Martin. Winter is upon us and, as with many of us, some of my favorite memories of Hanover are winter memories. I decided to ask a few of our classmates to share their winter memories with the rest of us. Here are a few of the responses I received.

Bill Schur: “On a crisp fall morning during our freshman year I emerged from the basement on Allen Street where The Dartmouth was printed. I had completed a ‘night ed’ and had the first copy of that day’s paper in my hand. As I walked to Thayer Hall for breakfast I saw the sun glistening on the roofs of Dartmouth Row. Reflecting the sun’s rays was the first frost of the season. At that moment I knew I was at one with all that is Dartmouth.”

Gary Dicovitsky: “I recall walking across an empty campus from basketball practice in sub-zero temperature, mid to late December, kind of feeling sorry that friends and family at home were not within reach. Then I reached the Green with the giant Christmas tree, surrounded by probably 30 additional glowing Christmas trees, with Baker Tower shining and a zillion brilliant stars seemingly within reach. It was magical, and the winter campus silence, frankly, added to the beauty!”

Joe Davis: “January of senior year in high school I visited campus after a major blizzard. I walked by New Hamp and they were jumping out of a fourth-floor window into a snowbank. That’s when I decided to go to Dartmouth.”

Shel Prentice: “Winter Carnival junior year I fixed up [several friends with dates]. Merrily Gerrish, my ‘date,’ was a good sport as I was going back and forth trying to make sure everyone was happy. Merrily and I still are friends.”

Bill Roberts: “Seeing the 1969 Winter Carnival dragon with flames coming from its nostrils!”

John de Regt: “How crisp and clear everything was when it was very cold. Didn’t matter day or night, just stepping outside, taking that first breath and feeling the cold was best for me.”

Larry Elia: “I have a very clear memory of walking across the Green on my way to an early class and figuring out that ice crystals formed inside my nose only when the temperature was 5 degrees or lower.”

Neal Traven: “Walking to my dorm on a dead-still, minus-25-degree night after a midnight shift on WDCR, I turned around and saw my breath hanging in the air, all the way back to Robinson Hall.”

Dan Cooperman: “Walking alone on campus late at night after a new snowfall with the moonlight reflecting off the snow: the silence, stillness and solitude.”

Thanks to everyone who shared!

Sadly, I have to report that John E. Rutledge and Stephen Alan Hill have both passed away recently. Our condolences go out to their families. Our thoughts and prayers are with you during this difficult time!

—David Hetzel, 5 Chestnut St., Windham, NH 03087; dghetzel@gmail.com

“It’s a smile, it’s a kiss, it’s a sip of wine…it’s summertime!” sings Kenny Chesney. And we are thankful for it! Spring is just the prelude; summer is the main event!

But before we get too carried away talking about warm weather, let’s talk about hockey. Who would have believed that Steve Arndt would still be playing hockey all these years after leaving the Hanover plain? You may recall that Steve was a standout for the Big Green when we were on campus, but you probably didn’t know that Steve has been actively involved in the sport ever since. He lives in Concord, New Hampshire, where he competed in the Black Ice Pond Championship this April and in the USA Hockey Adult National Championships in Tampa, Florida, in the over-65 age bracket! Steve was involved in semipro hockey in the 1970s and 1980s and managed to coach and referee in the Concord youth hockey program. Asked how he feels the day after competing on the ice he said, “I feel gloriously tested.” Now that’s an inspiration!

Dan Cooperman has been in touch from the West Coast and reports that he fully retired from the active practice of law at the end of last year when he bid adieu to DLA Piper, but that he has stayed active by serving on various corporate boards and by consulting on corporate governance matters. He is also still a fellow at the Stanford Law School Rock Center for Corporate Governance.

Somehow that still leaves about 50 percent of his time for family fun and visits to his home in Carmel, California. Dan’s two sons, Jeff and Justin, live in the Bay area. He and his wife, Linda, and the boys are planning an Alaskan cruise for the entire family in June. Dan hastens to add that he hopes to see a good number of us at the mini-reunion in Carmel from August 3 to 6. Great special events are planned! Check the class website at http://1972.dartmouth.org/s/1353/clubs-classes15/start.aspx?sid=1353&gid... for more information.

Kip Ault reports that he has just published his latest book, Do Elephants Have Knees? And Other Darwinian Stories of Origins. Best described as “the telling of the evolutionary origins of elephants, whales, tetrapods and birds with the imagery of whimsical children’s books,” Kip considers it the capstone of his career in teaching. It promises to be an entertaining read for those who appreciate Darwinism, including novices who wish to develop a greater appreciation of the theory of evolution.

There is also sad news to report. We lost two classmates in recent months. Lew Horne of Atlanta and Richard Spaziano of Warwick, Rhode Island, have both passed away. Our thoughts and prayers are with their families and loved ones.

And here are the names of classmates (or their surviving spouses) for whom we don’t have contact information. Please let us know if you know how to reach them: Gary Moucha, Christine North, Dennis O’Brien, Hugh Pohlman, Sondra Riley, John Rutledge.

Thanks and be well!

—Dave Hetzel, 5 Chestnut St., Windham, NH 03087; dghetzel@gmail.com

Finally, it’s spring! And congratulations are in order for Jack Manning. He was recently inducted into the Montana Indian Athletic Hall of Fame for, among other things, his stellar performance as a cornerback on the Dartmouth football team that had a combined 27-2 record during our time in Hanover. Jack also played rugby for 32 years! After Dartmouth Jack attended Stanford Law and has had a distinguished legal career. He is presently the managing Partner of Dorsey & Whitney’s Missoula, Montana, office. His daughter is in her third year at Stanford Law and his son is a freshman at Sewanee and also plays football.

Dave Monk was in touch from his office at Penn State. Dave has served as the dean of the college of education there for the past 18 years. Prior to that time, he was at Cornell. Dave stays in touch with Mike Sack and Chris Brewster and, as the dean of a major university, has an interesting perspective on how Dartmouth handles alumni relations. Now that should make a great topic of conversation at our next reunion!

Bob Paul checked in for New York City, where he is the general counsel of Rockefeller Group Technology Solutions Inc. He reports that he’s been very active in the American Bar Association’s standing committee on publishing oversight. Looks like retirement may be in the works for Bob at some point in the next six to 18 months and he’s looking forward to doing some editing work for friends who are writers and, more importantly, to doing his own writing. May the muse be with you, Bob!

Bill Schur reports from Chicago that he is working on a legal matter with Hank Hakewill. Hank is semi-retired but continues to consult with a variety of businesses on marketing and financial matters. Hank lives in Wilmette, Illinois, with his wife. Their son Jim, a graduate of St. Lawrence and a former collegiate and professional hockey player, is now an investment advisor at William Blair in Chicago.

Our recent efforts to reach out to those women who were on campus as exchange students during our time in Hanover has been a great success. Our class president, Bill Price, reports that 18 women have enthusiastically accepted our invitation to join the great class of 1972 and they have been officially adopted by us. They are Debbie Farrington, Merrily Gerrish, Mary Scranton, Lisa Berlin Sazer, Sarah Savery Marter, Erica McDonnell, Deborah Elcock, Barbara Yadley, Amy Sabrin, Terry Taylor, Abby Edleson Pollitt, May Swan, Carol Zwick, Diana C. Buckhantz, Pam Seton Lorenzo, Maryann L. Malinconico, Mary MacMillen and Elizabeth Levy.

We look forward to receiving news from each of them in the near future.

Finally, continuing our efforts to locate missing ’72s, here are a few more names for whom we don’t have usable contact information: James Kuhl, William Mailman, Thomas McCarthy, James McDonough, Ted Moody.

Please contact me if you know how to reach any of them. Thanks for your help.

Be well!

—Dave Hetzel, 5 Chestnut St., Windham, NH 03087; dghetzel@gmail.com

As I sit to write this column, it’s late October, the foliage has just passed its glorious peak in New Hampshire and the presidential election is two weeks away. I think the nation will heave a collective sigh of relief when it’s finally over. As Lewis Carroll said in Alice in Wonderland, “Curiouser and curiouser.”

But what do we hear about the members of the great class of 1972? Here are some updates.

As the world celebrated the 25th anniversary of the world wide web this year, our own Nii Quaynor was recognized as the “father of the African Internet.” In his home country of Ghana, Professor Quaynor was a pioneer in advancing the technology that allows Africans to connect to the Internet. In the early 1990s he was a leader in developing Africa’s Internet connectivity by setting up key organizations, including the African Network Operators Group. He was the first African to be elected to the board of Internet Corporation for Assigned Names and Numbers (ICANN) and served as the ICANN director for Africa from 2000 to 2004. In 2007 he won the prestigious Jonathan B. Postel Service Award for his work in “putting Africa on the global Internet protocol standard” and he was inducted into the Internet Hall of Fame in 2013. Congratulations, Nii!

Bill Schur continues to be the eyes and ears of the class of 1972. Bill reports that he was in contact with Chris Brewster and Jim Stearns while visiting Washington, D.C. Chris is special counsel with Stroock, Stroock & Lavan in Washington, where he represents foreign and domestic clients in acquisitions that may have national security implications and advises corporate clients on compliance with U.S. trade sanctions, export control and anti-corruption laws. Chris attended Virginia Law after graduating from Dartmouth. Before being in private practice Chris served as legislative and committee counsel in the U.S. Senate and as a senior official in the Federal Trade Commission.

Jim is also a lawyer and serves as regional trade compliance counsel at Accenture, where he is responsible for the Americas and Asia. After Dartmouth Jim attended Victoria University of Manchester in the United Kingdom on a Reynolds scholarship and then attended Georgetown Law. Jim reports that his son, Bill, served as an Army reservist in Afghanistan and now works for a defense contractor in Virginia.

And now an announcement: John Rockwell and Bill Roberts have collaborated to set up a new Dartmouth ’72 Facebook page to “connect and reconnect with classmates and exchange information about the College.” So please check it out. It’s a great way to catch up on what’s happening with the College and with your classmates.

Finally, more “missing in action” ’72s. If you know how to reach any of these classmates by phone or email, please let me know at your earliest convenience: Robert Bialas, Craig Boswell, Mark Brunner, Russell Caplan, Walter Chouteau, Douglas Cranford, Mahmoud Daw, Eliot Demello, Osman Deniztekin and Sheridan Dodge.

Thanks for your help. Be well!

—Dave Hetzel, 5 Chestnut St., Windham, NH 03087; dghetzel@gmail.com
 

Our hats are off to Fuzzy Thurston and his 45th cluster reunion committee members for planning our successful weekend in Hanover in late June, along with the classes of 1970 and 1971! With perfect weather, the campus was looking better than ever.

Almost 150 members of our class and their family members participated in a wide range of activities, starting on the Hanover golf course on Thursday and featuring evenings at our tent next to the gym and around the campus with fellow 72s David Elseroad, Paul Tyson, Wayne Young, Greg Yadley, Neal Treaven, Larry Elia, Don Fennessey, John Burke, Peter Rufleth, Craig Bentley, Jeff Pulis, Peter Benziger, Jim Birchall, Lynn Rowe, Mike Sack, Ted Lippman, Loon Stitham, Glenn Harder, Fred Crossman, Rocky Rockwell, Dan Cooperman, Owen Kelly, John Musser, Lawrie Lieberman, Bill Aydelott, Andy Harrison, Buddy Lynch, Dennis Cullen, Jesse Spikes, Jack Manning and so many more! More ’72s were spotted at the Beta House on Webster Avenue on Friday afternoon posing for photos, including Marc Josephson, Vic Stibolt and Bill Mills.

Friday’s lobster dinner had some of us, such as Jon Einsidler, sporting our bibs. Saturday’s buffet dinner included outgoing class president Bill Schur as MC recounting the $66,000 we donated to several worthy causes, including veterans returning to college, a program led by Joe Davis, and a new interactive desk and chairs for the Hood Museum that is being renovated; a stirring summary by Bev Love when he helped Katrina victims; former athletics and admissions dean Dick Jaeger’59 taking us back to our acceptance in 1968-69; and incoming class president Bill Price thanking all eight of our earlier presidents, including Peter Broberg and Peter Heed. Bill thenstarted the ball rolling for our 50th in 2022 by calling for us to reach out to the 100 or so classmates without phone or email contacts (more on this in future columns and in our newsletters) and to the other 500 classmates unable to come to the 45th reunion so that we can get 300 of us “back home” in six years.

Bill will be joined by the other class officers Marc Josephson (vice president), Bill Roberts (newsletter editor and webmaster), Chip Carstensen (treasurer), Shel Prentice (head agent), and Gary Dicovitsky (major gifts and bequests), Fuzzy Thurston (reunions) and Dave Hetzel (secretary). Bill will set up a new executive committee, so look for news and updates!

Thirty classmates and family members concluded the reunion with a solemn memorial service at Rollins Chapel for 56 of our brothers who have passed away led by Bill Roberts and Bill Schur and assisted by Andy Harrison, Paul Tyson, Don Fennessey and Bill Price.

As your new class secretary, I’m hungry for news about you and our classmates, so take a minute and send me three lines about you or someone you know. Now more than ever, we need to stay in touch with each other.

—Dave Hetzel, 5 Chestnut St., Windham, NH 03087; dghetzel@gmail.com

Our 44th reunion is a scant six weeks off, June 16-19, with the classes of 1970 and 1971. There’s still time to register!

Bill Schur reports again: Greg Yadley and Bill went to the Dartmouth Lawyer’s Association meeting at Park City, Utah, and apparently Greg isn’t as young as he once was (who is?), hurting his back (how?), but at least he wore his 1972 vest proudly! Be sure to dig yours out of the back of your closet and join Greg and Bill at our reunion.

Thought that I would dig into my diary to remind you what was happening 44, 45, 46 and 47 years ago this month, right around the Green Key weekends. I promise not to include (much) incriminating evidence!

May 5, 1972: After Peter Heed downed seven parfaits at Thayer we took in The Last Picture Show at the Nugget. The next day we got the scoop about coeducation that was looming after our graduation. On May 8 Nixon’s big speech ratcheting up the war before withdrawing transfixed all of us, including mining all North Vietnam’s coasts. Wouldn’t be a Green Key weekend without a Dunkin Donuts run, this year with Thurm Lowans, Greg Patten and ’73 Steve Graves.

May 7, 1971: Big project setting up 5,500 chairs in Leverone for Green Key concert, a true team effort with Dennis Cullen, Jeff Stimson, Dave Dethier, Don Fennessey, Wells Martin, Chris Carstensen, Lawrie Lieberman and a bunch of ’73s, including “Little Dickie” Gamper. Remember who played the next night? Boz Scaggs and Steve Miller.

May 7, 1970: We were in the middle of “the strike” (third day), “strike back” and preparations for Green Key weekend. Surreal times. The next night Bob Deyle, Steve “Flea” Shirey and our dates ambled over to the Youngbloods’ concert. But the big show was on May 9, when Sha Na Na in Mickey Mouse T-shirts and Converse sneakers stormed into Hanover and at Spaulding sang “Book of Love,” “Teenager in Love” and 20 other tunes.

May 6, 1969: The 56 Parkhurst occupiers were served a court order injunction to vacate, followed early the next morning by removal by the New Hampshire state police and two days later with sentences. On a much lighter note, Laura Nyro and Richie Havens starred in the Green Key concert that weekend. Jon Einsidler hobbling, Joe Whedbee, Miles Harbur, John Garnett (my freshman roommate) and many other ’72s figured into that busy week.

Those were the days!

This is my last column before our reunion. I have enjoyed reporting your news and updates for the past four years. In 23 columns I managed to call out 131 ’72s, a little more than 16 percent of our class, so I hope that you will send news to my successor so that he keeps us in touch!

—Bill Price, 12 Lummi Key, Bellevue, WA 98006; bill@drivasolutions.com

Happy New Year! Getting ready for our 44th reunion? Mark your calendars for June 16-19. We will join the classes of 1970 and 1971. Look for details soon!

Our class president Bill “B-Man” Schur met in Chicago with John DeVierno at the Art Institute of Chicago. “John was in town for a legal conference. He has his own law practice in Washington, D.C., specializing in legislation and lobbying.”

Bill also reports, “My wife, Donna Fletcher ’77, and I had cocktails with Jim Birchall and his wife, Anne. Jim is a bond lawyer in Birmingham, Alabama. They were in Chicago for a convention of bond attorneys. Jim looks the same as he did 40 years ago, when we were also classmates at Cornell Law School. He has a full head of hair and plays golf as well as always, with an eight handicap. Anne is as lovely and engaging as always. Two of their children are Dartmouth alumni and were Big Green golfers. James Lee Birchall ’02 was captain of the men’s team and Kathy Birchall ’04 was a stalwart on the ladies’ squad. Lee, as he is known, is a corporate lawyer in Birmingham. Kathy is married to Charles Gardner ’04. Their third child, Betsy Birchall, was a champion golfer at William & Mary (class of 2013). She currently is a medical student at the University of Alabama.”

Charlie Nearburg says, “I have continued to race in selected vintage Formula 1 races in Europe, the United States and Canada. It has been a real privilege and great fun to race some legendary tracks such as Spa, Catalunya, Mugella, Imola, Brands Hatch, Hockenheim, Dijon, Estoril and, last but not least, Monaco. With great support from WDK Racing in England, I’ve been able to be on the podium in most all of the European Union and United Kingdom races and secure a number of victories. Without a doubt the proudest I have been was to finish second to a 20-something British pro driver in the fastest of the Formula 1 races at the 2014 Grand Prix Historique de Monaco. I was driving the ex-Alex Ribiero, Hollywood livery, March 761-B. This race was an incredible thrill in front of a capacity crowd and televised live throughout Europe and the United Kingdom. It was also a big challenge with a field of about 40 cars on the tight streets of Monaco, where the Formula 1 World Drivers’ Championship will start only 24 cars due to the short length and tight confines of the track. It was a great race and I was incredibly honored to stand on the Monaco podium. Karen had to claw her way through the police to join the WDK crew at the finish line.”

Finally, it is with deep sorrow that I report the death of Rudy Ellis. I spent many an evening losing bowling matches to Rudy when we returned to Towson, Maryland, and Parkville, Missouri. He will be sorely missed.

—Bill Price, 12 Lummi Key, Bellevue, WA 98006; bill@drivasolutions.com

We’re continuing with classmates working in the arts or communications.

From John “Rocky” Rockwell: “For decades I’ve been editing audio books and language programs for companies such as Barron’s Educational Books, Cengage Learning and Oxford University Press. After the owner of my studio died in 2007 I was on my own and am now working from my home studio on the ‘fashionable’ Upper East Side of Manhattan. The last few years have been tough, as the great recession has caused a big drop in audio work among publishers (and a tightening of belts in recording studios). What work I have been doing is quite interesting, from Spanish audio books for grade-schoolers to digitizing the cassette archives of actress and singer Patti LuPone. I also recorded a woman reading meditations to listen to while enjoying an artisanal chocolatier’s chocolate drops. The nice thing about that session is that I got to let the chocolate melt in my mouth while listening to the meditation audio to see if I tasted the flavors she was describing. Ah, New York clients—you never know who you’ll run into. By the way, if any ’72s have old tapes or cassettes they want converted to MP3 audio or CDs, contact me!”

Steve Singer reports: “I’m still a working fine artist, producing public sculpture and sculpture in general, mostly direct work in steel, but I’m also concentrating on en plein air painting and drawing from life. I showed nine sculptures in Artexpo New York this past April with Bernard Solco Fine Art. Bernard chose steel works made during the early 2000s in response to the 9/11 event in N.Y.C. and the questionable policies of the second Bush administration.” Steve sent to me recent examples that we’ll place on our class website.

With the passing of B.B. King I remembered seeing him perform in Hanover, so I dug out of my diary and on page 843 noted that he and Muddy Waters wowed us junior year Homecoming Weekend on October 10, 1970. P.J. Johnsen and I helped as Green Key members to guard the stage, along with Dick Donahue. Earlier that day Dartmouth trounced Princeton 38-0, after losing 2-1 in soccer. Remember the “Peel the Orange” tag that day? And I’m wondering if John deRegt still has that Princeton band member’s hat? Bill Schur reports, “I saw Gaylord Toft yesterday. He’s continuing to finance commercial real estate deals in Chicago, while claiming to be retired.” Thurm Lowans and I took in the final round of the U.S. Open at Chambers Bay, Washington, south of Seattle and Tacoma. Jon Einsidler and I caught up in N.Y.C. for lunch while Lori and I were in town for Rachel’s graduation from Columbia. And from Joe Davis: “Roger Curley’s wife, Ann Kirkpatrick, who is currently the congresswoman from Arizona District 1, announced that she is running for U.S. Senate.” Roger and Ann joined us at our 40th reunion.

Keep the news coming!

—Bill Price, 12 Lummi Key, Bellevue, WA 98006; bill@drivasolutions.com

More responses from some of our classmates who are in the health and science field. Next up I’ll be covering classmates working in the arts community or doing art as avocations or collecting art—please send your news!


From John Richards: “My life has been pretty boring since moving to Longview, Washington, in 1977 (after a residency at Stanford and graduating from Dartmouth Medical School in 1974) so I have never responded to the mailings from the class. There is not much exciting about having a great wife of 38 years, three amazing kids (all of whom went to the University of Washington—saving me a small fortune in tuition), two remarkable in-laws and three exceptional grandchildren. But I have found this lifestyle ideal, allowing me to pursue professional and personal goals without social chaos. After 37 years of practicing internal medicine I still enjoy going to work half time in my solo practice after 27 years of belonging to an expanding group that eventually was purchased by a large conglomerate. I can report no stunning breakthroughs and you won’t find me competing for a Nobel Prize, but I have found caring for the same people for decades to be both emotionally and intellectually satisfying. My career started with a focus on intensive, hospital-based medicine and has evolved into outpatient preventive and palliative care. I hope to stay with the program as long as my energy and intellect remain. With the emphasis on technology and finances in medicine, I strive to add some judgment and common sense to the system. I am sure that Jack Sanstead knows what I am talking about.”


From George Benz: “My connection to the health-science industry was 26 years on the commercial planning side of what ended up as GlaxoSmithKline Pharmaceuticals. I was never anything but a small cog in the big corporate machinery, but it was an interesting experience and paid the bills comfortably. I worked with mostly well-intentioned, capable people working collaboratively to launch and support pharmaceuticals that had a positive impact on patients’ lives. I managed to survive half a dozen rounds of corporate downsizing and mergers of equals in reaction to blockbuster drugs stumbling toward the patent cliff. I helped to launch a few bright staff up the corporate ladder. Heading toward 60 it became increasingly difficult to balance my personal interests against a 45- to 50-hour professional work week, it was getting harder to do the 28-mile round trip bike commute to work that I looked forward to three times a week, winter weather had long since stopped being fun and frustration at corporate politics started to outweigh the satisfaction I took from my work. Something had to give, so I had no hesitation in choosing fun when the opportunity to voluntarily retire with enhanced benefits came up. Since then I have done a little consulting, spend the worst of winter on semi-tropical Singer Island, try to cycle 100 miles a week (recently completed a Century), keep my hand in birding and Irish set dancing. Life is good. I hoped we would get to travel more, but my wife’s free time is constrained by her commitments as a much-in-demand clinical psychologist.”


Keep me posted!


—Bill Price, 12 Lummi Key, Bellevue, WA 98006; bill@drivasolutions.com


Happy New Year, fellow ’72s! Early alert: Our next reunion will be in spring 2016, only one and a half years away.


Ted Brown is now a neighbor of mine in the soggy Northwest: “I just moved from Dallas. I got my master’s from the University of Chicago in interdisciplinary social science. It focused on method and policy. One of my profs there sent me to UT Austin for a doctorate in anthropology. If only I had known better! It took decades to discover my true calling, marketing analytics! I’ve worked at Omnicom agencies and now telecommute for Infogroup, a.k.a. Yes Lifecycle Marketing. Rather dull work building response models for a cooperative database but, hey, I now live where I want! The majority of my Omnicom work was for AT&T—from campaign tracking to media-mix modeling. Lots of variety, a few moments of terror and occasional great fun.”


From Ragnvald “Rags” Bratz: “I have been away some time, but am now back in Oslo. My health is generally okay, apart from my slight heart problem, which I just have to live with. Kristin and I have been married for more than 38 years (not bad) and our four boys are all active in Oslo. Jens is a lawyer—he also has a degree from University of Miami in philosophy but he did not want to teach—so he went onto law school here in Oslo; Christian, an architect; Peder, a graphic designer; and Christopher, who is working in hotel management. We have two grandchildren, Leah and Fillip, from Line and Christopher. The other three seem to be a little slow on the draw! I enjoy my part-time retirement and spend some time helping out with a biography on Trygve Lie, the first general secretary to the UN. The author is a Norwegian historian named Guri Hjeltnes. Trygve Lie also happens to be my grandfather. He passed away in 1968. I have a little contact with Jan Opsahl, who lives in Switzerland and Erik Jebsen ’73.” 


An update from Andy Harrison: “Our daughter, Rachel, was married over July 4 weekend to Aldo Pinotti. It was a great wedding at New York’s Central Park Boathouse, with my brother, Walter Harrison ’66, and my cousin, Robert Sinsheimer ’75, in attendance. On a more whimsical note, Adrienne and I were out for a bike ride in our Larchmont, New York, area this past Labor Day Saturday morning. We came across a tag sale and a promotional shirt for BMW. It was mine for $1. When we got home Adrienne transformed it into a Dartmouth class of ’72 shirt by sewing on the patch from our 40th reunion fedoras.” 


Finally, my youngest daughter, Rachel Price, is Columbia’s nominee for the Rhodes Scholarship; by now we’ll now if she’ll be at Oxford next fall or will remain at Columbia, where she’s been accepted into the M.S. program in mechanical engineering.


Keep me posted!


—Bill Price, 12 Lummi Key, Bellevue, WA 98006; bill@drivasolutions.com


More this month from some of our 40 college and grad school educator classmates for their experiences.


From Don Fennessey: “Since 2009 I’ve taught a maritime staff operators course at the Naval War College in Newport, Rhode Island, year round, mostly officers coming from tactical assignments such as squadrons, ships and submarines, as well as public affairs officers, lawyers and intelligence folks. We give them two weeks of ‘Death by PowerPoint’ to bring them all up to speed on strategic and operational-level concepts and organizations. 


“In weeks three and four we teach them the six steps of the Navy planning process—we give a lesson on how each is done, then ask them to do the steps themselves based on a scenario we give them.


“The students have to react, move ships, change command and control arrangements—just like in real life. It’s very challenging and really does set them up well to be able to do their job quickly without a six-month learning period of messing things up as we usually do. We give them a real workout; the students find it very practical and gives them a lot of confidence. Nothing glamorous, but a very satisfying job.


“Trying to figure out when to hang it up for good. Decisions for all of us.”


Kip Ault reports: “After 25 years at Lewis & Clark as coordinator of the master of arts in science teaching program, I recently accepted an early retirement offer. My courses in field geology of Oregon, field natural history, Lower Columbia River ecoscapes, the science of learning science and Costa Rican natural history had a good run. As a professor emeritus I’ve invested myself in book writing. Getting published in academic journals was never as difficult as publishing science writing for a general audience. I’m working on a book manuscript that takes a skeptical look at the generic abstractions intended to unify the sciences in the next-generation science standards (the published, abridged, journal version is ‘The Ghost Forests of Cascadia: How Valuing Geological Inquiry Puts Practice into Place’).


“I’m more excited about my set of essays that draw upon whimsical children’s literature to introduce Darwinian science—fossil stories of limbs, whales, elephants and avian dinosaurs (birds). Of course I make good use of Dr. Seuss, not to mention Morris the (Socratic?) Moose. Pseudo-retirement will take me to Beijing Normal University in October to teach a workshop on ‘Concept Mapping in Geoscience Education.’


Real retirement means trying to learn to paddle a sea kayak and play the hammered dulcimer. The former is lower-back therapy and the latter my attempt to arrest hearing loss. More importantly, both connect me to joy, as do my two grandchildren in Ithaca, New York. Besides, my wife, Phyllis, earned her doctorate in her 50s and is now an educational researcher at the peak of her career. She’s carrying the academic torch now.”


—Bill Price, 12 Lummi Key, Bellevue, WA 98006; bill@drivasolutions.com


Happy 2014 to all! Lori and I celebrated Thurm Lowans’ outdoor wedding with SuZ Clarke at their home in Poulsbo, Washington, with the often-fickle Northwest weather clearing just in time. Officiating the ceremony was a former Washington Supreme Court justice whose husband was Thurm’s best man. Excellent salmon, wine, and cake. Congrats, Thurm!
Barry Abbott continues to get settled in the great Northwest and reports from his recent Hanover experiences: “For the second time Gary Brooks ’70 and his wife, Barbara Duncan, hosted a reunion in the Upper Valley for Alpha Thetas from his class. This year he decided to open it up to Alpha Thetas from the same era, and we had the first such Alpha Theta mini-reunion from September 27-29, 2013, at the Lake Morey Resort in Fairlee, Vermont. The weather was outstanding and a great time was had by all. Besides Gary, Barbara and myself (and my wife, Victoria Harris), the following were there: classmates Jon Einsidler, Ted Lippman, Ralph Child (with wife Eliza Blanchard) and Mike Sack, plus Doug Britton ’73 (and Katharine Britton), Tack Burbank ’70, Kim Cannon ’70, Chris Crosby ’71, Wayne Davis ’73 (and wife Ann Merrifield), Ted Eismeier ’71 (and Betsy Eismeier), Ann Feakins ’73, Paul Feakins ’73, Bob Harrington ’70, Greg Lau ’69 (and Nancy Lau), Bob Link ’71, Dick Morton ’70 (and Joyce Morton), Cleve Penberthy ’70, John Penberthy ’74, Randy Quayle ’71 (and Sybil Quayle), Tom Quinn ’70 (and Marilyn Quinn), Rick Shefchik ’74, Fred Skillern ’73 (and Diane Skillern), Steve (Chet) Smith ’73, Paul Tuhus ’69, Bill Weale ’70 (and Joy Weale), John Weatherly ’73 (and Susan Weatherly) and Lou Young ’70. While fraternity members came from all over the country, the travel award was won by Lou Young, who joined us from Honolulu, Hawaii. We enjoyed a New England clam bake, a cocktail party at the old fraternity house with current members and an opportunity to catch up with old friends. The Upper Valley and the campus couldn’t have been nicer, and all agreed we were all very lucky to spend a few of our formative years in this unique place. Special thanks go to Gary and Barbara for organizing such a warm and wonderful event.”
Wayne Moody sent this update (edited version; ask me for the whole piece): “I am a mundane astrologer who has spent 30 years focused upon the astrology of the United States; mundane astrology is the astrology of nations and their leaders. In August 1987, almost four years before Desert Storm began on January 17, 1991, I wrote and published an article titled ‘The Great Satan’ naming the symbol whose activation would signal significant events for the United States in the Persian Gulf. The war began on the exact date that the symbol was contacted. Simple math!”
Please continue to send your updates and news.
—Bill Price, 12 Lummi Key, Bellevue, WA 98006; bill@drivasolutions.com



Hail, noble ’72s far and wide!


Fresh from Homecoming weekend your humble scribe greets you from the Hanover Plain, where our football team handily drubbed Columbia in the middle of a monsoon and restored much gladness to the hearts of our brotherhood of all classes! 


New from the hinterlands: The Hon. Charles B. Schudson, a.k.a. Charlie to us, has been awarded a five-year Senior Specialist Fulbright Fellowship for law teaching abroad. Charlie is a Wisconsin reserve judge, president of KeynoteSeminars, LLC, and an adjunct professor of law at Marquette University and the University of Wisconsin. He thanks professor Robert Russell and the Dartmouth Foreign Study Program for their inspiration. Way to go, Charlie!


This in by business wire from Santa Monica, California: “Gary Dicovitsky, a 26-year veteran in philanthropic fundraising, has joined the Prostate Cancer Foundation (PCF) as executive vice president of development. In his new position he is in charge of leading the PCF’s major gifts program and other development efforts. Dicovitsky has led successful campaigns at some of the nation’s leading organizations, including Susan G. Komen for the Cure, the California Institute of Technology and Pomona College. He has also managed fundraising efforts at Princeton University, University of Virginia and Dartmouth.” Kudos to you as well, Dico!


Bill Schur sent me some very interesting news about our classmate Jesse Spikes, who was running for mayor of Atlanta (he was defeated in November). For those who, like me, didn’t know Jesse during our years in Hanover together, I quote from his biography: “I’m the son of a sharecropper. I grew up on a farm in Henry County, the last of 13 children. In my sophomore year I left Georgia to attend Hanover High School in New Hampshire in a special program called A Better Chance. That opportunity catapulted me to Dartmouth, Oxford University as a Rhodes Scholar and Harvard Law School. Instead of taking work in another city I returned to Atlanta and started a rewarding 30-plus-year legal career supporting corporate business and financial transactions in Atlanta, the United States and abroad.” Our best wishes to you, Jesse, in your next endeavor, and I look forward to meeting you!


Your executive committee has voted to support as a class project the admirable efforts of our classmate Mick Sack’s daughter Myra ’10 and her soccer teammate Becky Poskin ’09 in their creation and promotion of Athletes United. From her interview with ESPN I quote Myra: “If I had to say what our mission was it would be to spread sports and all its benefits to everyone in the Upper Valley free of cost.” The program is geared toward connecting Dartmouth’s varsity athletes with school-aged children from the Upper Valley region around Hanover who might not otherwise be able to participate in or afford sports clinics and camps. A worthy, successful and much appreciated pursuit, ladies!


As always, be well and please be in touch with your news, views, accomplishments, opinions or simply to say, “Hi!”


Warmest wishes from Hanover.


—Lauren “Duff” Cummings, P.O. Box 580, Hanover, NH 03755-0580; lauren.cummings@dartmouth.edu


Hail, noble ’72s far and wide!


Following up on John Rockwell’s excellent newsletter in which he asks, “Where are they now?” we have some sightings. First, Joe Davis has done some sleuthing and discovered that Bill Mailman has gone on to achieve great prominence in the world of martial arts. A quick visit to the Web site www.umaassociation.com/master.html is a good read. 


Joe also tracked down Zsolt Alapi, who has gained prominence in the literary field and is now professor of English and humanities at Marianopolis College. “The founder and publisher of the small press Siren Song Publishing, Professor Alapi has edited three books and is a regular contributor to several Web sites, writing both criticism and creative fiction. For the last 25 years he has taught at Marianopolis courses on introductory college English for students from French high schools, Modernism and critical theory, 20th-century poetry and, of course, the Beats.” For a good read of one of his works with a connection to the Dartmouth of our undergraduate days, go to www.laurahird.com/showcase/zsoltialapi5.html.


And just this morning I received news from Doug Ward, who writes, “I’m living in Arlington, Virginia, with my partner of 11 years, Earl Johnson, and our three dogs. I have a private medical practice in D.C. It’s the largest HIV/AIDS specialty practice in the district and keeps me real busy. Although a private practice we do a lot of research. For the last few years I’ve been president of the board of the American Conference on the Treatment of HIV. I’ve been specializing in HIV since the beginning of the epidemic, and boy, have things changed. There was a time when I lost a patient a week. Nowadays HIV is a completely manageable condition for most patients. That doesn’t mean I’m not spending 10 hours a day in the office, but it’s a lot less emotionally draining.


“For a one-time major-league Big Greener I really don’t have much contact with the College anymore. I’ve got in-laws in northern Vermont, so do love getting up to New England occasionally. I couldn’t make the 35th, but I’m looking forward to 2012. Hoping some of the Tri-Kaps will make it.”


Among our class’s award-winning authors, Roger Ekirch has just published another book, this one titled, Birthright: The True Story that Inspired Kidnapped. Among the rave reviews one states, “Ekirch out-kidnaps [Robert Lewis] Stevenson in this thrilling, thoroughly documented story. A perfect mix of true crime and real-life adventure.” Roger is professor of history at Virginia Tech and the award-winning author of At Day’s Close: Night in Times Past. He lives on Sugarloaf Mountain in Roanoke, Virginia, with his wife and three children. Congratulations, Roger!


As always, be well and please be in touch with your news, views, accomplishments, opinions or simply to say, “Hi!” As much as I love our regulars, it’s great to be able to put some new names into the column.


Warmest wishes and a happy New Year from the snowy Hanover Plain.


—Lauren “Duff” Cummings, P.O. Box 580, Hanover, NH 03755-0580; lauren.cummings@dartmouth.edu


Hail, noble ’72s, far and wide!


Normally I would be composing our column amid the gleeful chirping of birds, the blooming of apple and cherry trees around campus, and I would regale you with tantalizing visions of newly green grass caressed by the warm winds of spring here in Hanover. But gentlemen, it is snowing—on April 28—and at a rather impressive clip. A curse is upon us!


Following my esteemed co-scribe John Rockwell’s wonderful spring newsletter, which will have long preceded this issue of DAM, my mailbag and in box have been remarkably devoid of correspondence of late (hint, gentlemen, hint!). I have, however, managed to scrounge up a couple tidbits of news about our brethren.


On April 26 our revered head agent, Shel Prentice, left Merchant’s Bank to become the senior vice president, general counsel and secretary of NBT Bank in Norwich, New York. NBT has been in operation since 1856 and is now a $6 billion bank-holding company with branches in Pennsylvania operating under Penn Star, branches in New York state as NBT and now a branch in Burlington, Vermont. Shel is renting a house in Norwich and comes back to Montpelier, Vermont, every other weekend, and will perhaps work one week a month in Burlington at NBT’s new branch. As the 60-year mark approaches for all of us and with it contemplation of retirement however elusive in today’s economy, Shel shared with me, “I wasn’t ready to sit on the front porch and read all day, at least not full time. I would like to do that more than I have. Interesting, the balance is elusive.” Indeed it is.


From the world of publishing word has reached me that Robert Morison has just come out with a new book called Analytics at Work: Smarter Decisions, Better Results, published by Harvard Business Press. Building off of their bestselling Competing on Analytics—the book that introduced the idea of using analytics for a competitive edge—Robert and his colleagues Thomas Davenport and Jeanne Harris describe how companies are competing and thriving through analytics in a tough global economy that won’t tolerate intuition and chance. They argue that at a time when organizations are craving security in very unsecure times, data and analytics will provide them with the strong foundation and confidence they need to excel and make smarter decisions—with minimized risk. Sounds like a worthwhile and instructive read in these challenging times.


That’s it for news, guys. I need you to bombard me with the triumphs, tribulations, even trivia of your lives to share with our far-flung brethren. Put differently, do yourselves a huge favor and don’t force me to resort to dusting off my treatise on the effect of global warming as it relates to the growth of marine algae on the pontoons of our class safety boat while moored in the river. 


I close with the sincere hope that you and yours are all well. Happy summer!


Yours always in green.


—Lauren “Duff” Cummings, P.O. Box 580, Hanover, NH 03755-0580; lauren.cummings@dartmouth.edu


Hail, noble ’72s, far and wide!


I compose this latest missal as what I hope is the last heat wave of this highly unusual season bears down on Hanover. As some may have heard, at one point it got so hot President Kim set up an emergency cooling station in Berry Library to give our students some relief from the sweltering dorms. On a more pleasant note, though, the highlight of the summer for your humble scribe has been seeing our class’ safety boat helping in the rebuilding of Titcomb Cabin, the DOC cabin that burned to the ground last May on Gilman Island just south of Ledyard Bridge. While the building crew, a dedicated cadre of students and recent alumni, was able to ferry many of the building materials by canoe, our boat has played a vital role in moving the logs and more cumbersome materials to help keep the construction on schedule. It’s been great fun—and a very rewarding experience. 


We have news from our esteemed classmate John DeRegt, who shares the following: 


“Well, the time has come. I’m retiring from Spencer Stuart this December. Our sons are (almost) on their own, and after 25 years in the search business I have started my own practice in executive coaching. My coaching client base consists of CEOs, C-level executives and rising stars. Joan and I will gradually spend more time sailing and traveling, and I expect to work three to four days a week, saving Fridays for me. For example, I would like to learn the bass guitar and play with a rock band of our contemporaries, usually playing for our own enjoyment in an old warehouse somewhere. Otherwise, all is well and I’m looking forward to the next reunion.” John, you may have hit upon something here—maybe the entertainment for our next reunion should include a class band. Fellow musicians, let’s hear from you. 


Our valued correspondent and respected vice president from the Windy City, Bill Schur, called me the other day to share some classmate news. Bev Love and his wife, Carolyn, stopped by the Schur family compound for a cookout over the weekend of July 4. Bev was in the area visiting family in Joliet. Jim Tilden joined Bill as his guest for a Cubs/Braves game on August 20 (sorry the Cubs lost, Bill!). Bill sees Dick Donahue on the streets of Chicago fairly often and reports Dick is doing very well and his family is growing up (ah, how fast they do!). Gaylord Toft is also thriving in the mortgage banking business while keeping up that boyish physique through swimming. And Phil Cohen, our Vancouver representative, continues to excel at Lions Gate hospital in its nuclear medicine department. Phil travels the world as an expert in his field visiting exotic (and some not so) places. Phil, will that include Hanover in 2012?


That’s all for now, my friends. Be well, and I hope to see you in Hanover soon!


Yours always in green.


—Lauren “Duff” Cummings, P.O. Box 580, Hanover, NH 03755-0580; lauren.cummings@ dartmouth.edu


Happy almost-spring to all! 


Rob Amler sent news of his recent award and (drum roll) his own proclaimed “day”: “Robert Amler, M.D., M.B.A., received the Medical Entrepreneur Award at the inaugural Doctors of Distinction ceremony held by the Westchester County Medical Society and the Westchester Business Journal in New York.” Hosting this ceremony was Robert Bazell, the multi-award-winning former chief health and science correspondent for NBC News and now adjunct professor of molecular biology at Yale. Rob, who is vice president for government affairs at New York Medical College and dean of its school of health sciences and practice and institute of public health, was recognized for “his creative work in the public health sector and his ability to build out a biotech incubator to attract researchers and startup firms in early-stage development of new drugs, vaccine strains and medical safety devices and apps.” In addition, October 24 was proclaimed Dr. Robert W. Amler Day by the Democratic conference leader of the New York State Senate. A 25-year veteran of the U.S. Public Health Service and the Centers for Disease Control, Rob was previously regional health administrator for the U.S. Department of Health and Human Services. Anyone else ever have a day named for them?


Accenture-ites, unite! Jim Stearns is now regional trade compliance counsel for the Americas at Accenture, where he runs into Chris Brewster, who represents Accenture federal systems. Jim continues as chairman of the executive committee of the Cerebral Palsy International Research Foundation, and served as its immediate past president. At Accenture since May 2013, Jim is “providing legal and regulatory advice on anti-boycott, U.S. Export Administration regulations (EAR), international traffic in arms regulations (ITAR) and office of foreign assets control (OFAC) issues for the Americas region, which encompasses Canada, the United States, Mexico, Central America and Latin America” (this from LinkedIn).


Reminds me of one of my favorite books that Don Fennessey, John de Regt, Neale Duffett, Bill White (as in William T. White), Robert Smith, Paul Malloy, Dick Donohue, Lynn Rowe, Thurm Lowans, other ’72s and John Hanley ’71 might also well remember from our NROTC or U.S. Navy years: The Dictionary of Naval Abbreviations, or DicNavAb. Still on Amazon is the 1984 edition for as little as 26 cents for the hardback edition, or there’s a newer version on U.S. Naval Institute site. Cure for insomnia: more than 45,000 naval abbreviations!


Foreign sightings: Our Canada-based classmate Phil Cohen recently took a whirlwind trip to Beijing. He and some American physicians are developing a nuclear medicine product with a Chinese pharmaceutical company.


Looking for info on Gary Moucha, Dominic Nardi and Paul Newman.


Please continue to send your updates and news.


—Bill Price, 12 Lummi Key, Bellevue, WA 98006; bill@drivasolutions.com


A loss for San Francisco, a gain for Seattle! Earlier this year Barry Abbott moved to the Emerald City (actually to Bellevue, Washington, my hometown) after his marriage to Victoria Harris. He has joined the Seattle-based law firm Lane Powell, where his bio covers “his practice on financial services, general corporate, payments and e-commerce law. Barry has represented numerous international and domestic institutions and has extensive experience in corporate law and financial services, including bank regulatory (and payment) issues, insurance law and nonprofit law. He has also been extremely active in e-commerce matters and has represented established companies and startups (including gaming companies) in all aspects of their Internet and e-commerce businesses. Barry is an elected fellow of the American College of Consumer Financial Service Lawyers, a professional association of lawyers particularly skilled and experienced in handling consumer financial services matters.” Welcome to the Pacific Northwest, Barry!


This got me wondering: Do we have more lawyers or doctors in our class? For those of us listing a field of work in the College’s database (reminder: update your information!), I’m showing 111 docs and 94 in law, followed closely by 83 in education.


Sticking with this month’s theme, a ’54 sent to me an article from the Chicago Daily Law Bulletin profiling Dick Donohue. Among the stories and positive mentions is this quote: “Richard H. Donohue of Donohue, Brown, Mathewson & Smyth LLC has made a name for himself in Chicago’s trial community, not just because of his success defending clients, but because of, as one plaintiff lawyer said, his ‘balanced perspective of the work that we do.’ ”


Congratulations to Lloyd Ucko on successfully defending his National Doubles Championship in platform tennis! According to the relieved winner: “They were a tough team—one of our three set matches. My shoulder hasn’t been the same since.” 


A little light on the inputs this time ’round so I’ll dip into my diary, Volume 1: Freshman Year, starting with our rugged freshman trip in the Franconia Range with Art Allen, Peter Heed, Gungi DeMello, Paul Wheeler, Mike Hufft and Tom Wool—23 miles in two days (and two nights)—to Franconia Ridge, Little Haystack, Lincoln, Lafayette, Cannon and Lonesome Lake. We met up with lots of other ’72s at Moosilauke’s Ravine Lodge, including John Kemper, Peter Rufleth, John de Regt, Fred Blakeley, John Cathcart and Bruce McLane.Not sure about the rest of you guys but I’m not doing 23-milers anymore!


But back to Ravine Lodge, remember Professor Sodaberg? How about Ross McKenney? “His association with the DOC was a long one, beginning in the late 1930s when he built the Ravine Lodge,” according to the DOC website. He regaled us with stories, some off-color, as I remember, and I still have his LP, Ross McKenney as Jean Baptiste, the French Canadian. Fun times, bonding, a great start to our years in the Upper Valley.


Please continue to send your updates and news.


—Bill Price, 12 Lummi Key, Bellevue, WA 98006; bill@drivasolutions.com


Hail, noble ’72s, far and wide!


Despite a nine-day stay in Mt. Sinai hospital that included (but allegedly did not result from celebrating) his 61st birthday, my estimable and revered co-scribe John Rockwell has just published our latest newsletter (as always, great work, Rocky, even in the face of adversity!), which has left me somewhat short of news from the hinterlands. I am thus delighted to share this just in from our classmate Bill Price in Bellevue, Washington, “Lori Nelson [University of California, Santa Cruz, B.A. ’80, and University of Iowa, M.A. ’12] and I tied the knot in Carmel Valley, California, on July 2. Joining me were fellow ’72s Dennis Cullen, Mike Sack and Thurm Lowans, along with other close friends and relatives from Australia, Ireland, the United Kingdom and all over the States. We met in August 2008 at a mutual friend’s wedding in Sonoma Valley, California, and built our relationship as she pulled up stakes from San Francisco, where she had been an Internet marketer, to pursue her new dream to become a speech and language therapist. Lori has one more semester at Iowa (meaning one more exciting Big Ten Football season for the Hawkeyes, and one more beginning of winter), before we ‘settle down’ in Bellevue for her outplacements and clinical fellowship. We’ve both traveled a lot overseas so we decided to take our honeymoon in a new place—Indonesia, on Java and Bali and Sumatra—with a final three days in Singapore at Raffles Hotel.” Our warmest congratulations, Bill!


Bill Schur chimes in from Chicago, “Recently I was riding home on the train, falling asleep over my newspaper. I was awakened by none other than Dick Donahue, who was on his way home to Wilmette, Illinois. He’s well and continuing to try cases in the Daley Center with much success.”


My good friend Shel Prentice shares he had a visit from Marc Josephson and Jamie McArthur. They had dinner and Marc and Jamie stayed at his house. Shel’s wife, Barb, recently gathered their trio of Dartmouth daughters (Hilary ’01, Amanda ’06 and Julie ’09) for a very enjoyable trip to Carmel, California. With different post-college pursuits, getting them all together is a rewarding challenge!


Back here in Hanover we’ve just come though another busy Commencement and reunion period, that annual gathering where friendships and fellowship are kindled and renewed in the loving embrace of our alma mater. We’re now less than a year from our own 40th reunion where I hope we set a new record for attendance. Your reunion committee is forming and much more will be forthcoming as the planning progresses. Both Rocky and I will keep you abreast of developments!


On a sad note, word has just now reached me of the passing of our classmate Michael Gracey on September 12, 2007, at his home in Mount Holly Springs, Pennsylvania. I am still trying to gather details and a fitting obituary will be published shortly. 


Yours always in green.


—Lauren “Duff” Cummings, P.O. Box 580, Hanover, NH 03755-0580; lauren.cummings@dartmouth.edu


Hail, noble ’72s, far and wide!


Greetings from the Hanover Plain, where I write amid the swirling winds and rain of now Tropical Storm Irene. Fortunately, our beloved campus appears to have been spared any significant damage. Suffice it that a lot of people slept very fitfully last night. But that’s all behind us now, so on to class news!


I hadn’t heard from our classmate Charlie Schudson in a while, so it was good to receive what follows: “From the sublime to the ridiculous, recent travels and teaching have taken me from Machu Picchu to Las Vegas. I day-hiked Cusco and the Sacred Valley for a week, then trekked the Salkantay Trail for five days—to 15,300 feet—finishing with a spectacular day at Machu Picchu, then explored the Lake Titicaca islands for a few more days and finished in Lima, where I taught (in Spanish) at a constitutional law conference (thank you, professor Robert Russell and Dartmouth foreign study). Then on to Las Vegas for the annual conference of the National Association of State Judicial Educators, where I taught (in English…well, I tried) ‘Brain Science and Bias: Bringing Emotional Intelligence to the Courtroom.’ Then back to Sedona, Arizona, where Karen and I continue to thrive—we’ve hiked extensively throughout the summer, exploring higher elevations in the San Francisco peaks near Flagstaff. Next up: We’re on our way to Hawaii for the first time, to celebrate our 40th anniversary, after which the sublime-ridiculous journey continues with teaching engagements in Germany and New Jersey. And in a nice ‘small world’ story, Dan Cooperman’s brother Oliver ’66 and his wife, Corrie, Sedona neighbors, have become close friends.” Living life large, Charlie! 


And living life in the fast lane, Charlie Nearburg writes “Good morning! Early this morning (August 18) the Spirit of Rett established another new record for the A Fuel Streamliner (A/FS) class at Bonneville. On a track that was still damp and slippery, but with a lot more nitrous oxide, we were able to exit the 5-mile point at 394.5 mph and have a 5-mile average speed of 381.8 for a new record average of 379.6 mph. This completes a very successful racing weekend for the Spirit of Rett, having raced and set the A Gas Streamliner record and the A/FS record two times.” Must be awfully boring now to drive a normal car on city streets, eh, Charlie?


Chip Carstensen tells me Ted Lippman had successful triple bypass surgery in mid-August. He came through it beautifully and is now at home outside Atlantic City, New Jersey, resting comfortably. Best wishes for a speedy recovery, Ted!


Lee Goodwin says his oldest daughter is moving to N.Y.C. in the fall to do a postdoc and his youngest is staying to go to law school, so he’ll probably be up to N.Y.C. a lot more often next year and hopes to spend some quality time with our Big Apple contingent.


Until next time, best wishes always in green.


—Lauren “Duff” Cummings, P.O. Box 580, Hanover, NH 03755-0580; lauren.cummings@dartmouth. edu


Hail, noble ’72s, far and wide!


First and foremost, you should be finalizing your plans to come back to Hanover on June 15-17. Fuzzy Thurston and our erstwhile 40th reunion committee are putting the finishing touches on what promises to be a terrific weekend. No excuses, folks! You just gotta join the fun! 


Related, this year we elect a new slate of class officers. Please send your nominations by May 1 to Jon Einsidler at jeinsidler@ phoenixadvisorypartners.com. (Yours truly will be retiring the quill in June, so we’ll need a new class scribe!)


Shel Prentice has just won the prestigious Deane C. Davis Distinguished Citizen Award from Green Up Vermont. For those in other parts of this great land, Green Up Vermont is the first of its kind citizen cleanup effort in the country and the only one that operates without creating road signs and billboards to advertise its efforts. Former Gov. Davis was the founder of the Vermont Chamber of Commerce and champion of the importance of the environment to the state as a natural and economic resource. Recipients of this award are an elite few. Shel, you are well deserving to be among them!


From days of yore to the present in ice hockey, Jim Borchert, Chris Denton and Tom Stebe rallied in Thompson Arena February 11 for the annual alumni game. Jim writes, “Players ranged from very recent grads (very quick and very accurate) to a ’60 (an Olympian). Despite a very fast pace, everyone was really in the game. The game ended in a tie after two 30-minute halves. I persuaded Bob Gaudet ’81 to have a five-minute sudden-death overtime instead of a shootout. The other goalie was in his mid-20s—the outcome of a shootout was just too predictable. Nonetheless, the white team won, to Denton’s chagrin. Great time telling lies fueled by excellent libations afterward.” Don’t sell yourself short, Jim—you’ve still got it in net, buddy! 


Joe Davis reports that our classmate, historian Roger Ekirch of Virginia Tech, is back in the news. As reported recently in the BBC News Magazine, current scientists seem to be reexamining his research and finding the long-held axiom of eight hours sleep being critical to our well being may be off the mark after all. Roger’s seminal paper published in 2001 and his book At Day’s Close: Night in Times Past, published four years later, revealed a wealth of historical evidence that humans used to sleep in two distinct chunks, this drawn from more than 500 references in diaries, court records, medical books and literature, from Homer’s Odyssey to an anthropological account of modern tribes in Nigeria…or the Tower Room at Baker Library? Interesting stuff. 


On a sad note, word has just reached me from Eliot DeMello of the passing of our classmate Robert K. Baird on September 14, 2011. More details will follow as I can discover them. Our sincere condolences to his family and loved ones.


Until next time, best wishes always in green!


—Lauren “Duff” Cummings, P.O. Box 580, Hanover, NH 03755-0580; lauren.cummings@dartmouth.edu


Mid-winter greetings!


From the depths of Minnesota comes word from Dave Knopman:“I run into a variety of Dartmouth folks now and again, but the only two from our class that I have been in contact with recently are Scott Emery and Will Chamberlin. Scott is a neurologist in Portland, Oregon. We have gotten together periodically at our annual neurology meetings and hope will do so in 2013. Will is a gastroenterologist in Billings, Montana (or is it Bozeman, dang I can’t remember). One of my regular cross-country skiing buddies is John Floberg ’73. Last year he ran in the Birkebeiner (Cable, Wisconsin) and I did the shorter version, the Korteloppet. We were also joined last year by another ’73, a friend from Ripley Hall, John Hedberg. It so happens that the president of the American Academy of Neurology, Bruce Sigsbee, is a Dartmouth ’69, DMS’75, and recently gave a presentation here at Mayo on the future of neurological practice in the new healthcare era. I was recently at a conference at the National Institutes of Health on chronic traumatic encephalopathy and one of the key speakers was a Dartmouth Medical School (now Geisel School of Medicine at Dartmouth) psychiatry professor named Tom McAllister ’75, DMS’78. I am a neurologist at the Mayo Clinic and my specialty area is Alzheimer’s disease. We have made great progress in understanding the disease but we still don’t have an effective treatment. My wife, Deb, and I have two grown daughters, one of whom, Anne Knopman, is a Dartmouth 2002.” Best alumni report in a long time—thanks!


And from fellow “Baltimoron” Peter Johnson, as we head into another spring training season: “Hope you still root for the Baltimore sports teams and haven’t been seduced elsewhere. It hasn’t been easy being an Orioles fan, in particular, all these years—until last summer, anyway. But I figure somebody’s gotta do it.” Truth be told, I’ve gotten back into the Baltimore Ravens but the O’s, sadly, lost me a while back. The Seattle Mariners continue to disappoint, and with Ichiro now with the Yankees, I can’t even follow him (sorry to all the New York fans out there!). 


Globetrotting…from Greg Yadley from late last fall: “I’m teaching at the University of Warsaw Law School and addressed the Warsaw Bar Association last Wednesday evening—around 125 lawyers! We also went to Krakow for the weekend—gorgeous city—and from there a day visit to Birkenau and Auschwitz—very sobering.”


Continuing the series “What’s the latest on?” our classmates, anyone in contact with (and might have news about) Steven N. Arseneault, Christopher R. Ashley or Robert W. Averill, M.D.? 


Please continue to send your updates and news to me.


—Bill Price, 12 Lummi Key, Bellevue, WA 98006; bill@drivasolutions.com


Hail, noble ’72s, far and wide!


Winter has arrived in all its glory on the Hanover Plain and as I write this we are having a blizzard! Fortunately the College is closed for the holidays so only a few among my colleagues here are negatively affected. I’m sure our friends at the Dartmouth Skiway are regaling in nature’s bounty.


Let’s begin the New Year by congratulating our classmate John Collier, Th’77, who has been named the 2010 New Hampshire Professor of the Year by the Carnegie Foundation for the Advancement of Teaching, and the Council for Advancement and Support of Education. John is the Myron Tribus Professor of Engineering Innovation at the Thayer School, where he has taught since 1979. John has turned Engineering 21 (“Introduction to Engineering”) into Thayer School’s signature undergraduate project-based course, and he teaches several additional courses in design methodology, machine design and biomaterials. John was selected from more than 300 top professors in the United States. And all this for a guy who has his own personal Zamboni machine to maintain the ice on his farm pond! Kudos, John!


I’ve also learned that our own Dr. William H. Schlesinger, president of the Cary Institute of Ecosystem Studies, has received the Renewable Natural Resources Foundation’s 2010 Sustained Achievement Award. Given annually, the award recognizes long-term contributions and commitment to the protection and conservation of natural resources by an individual. In accepting the award, Bill said, “I’m honored by the recognition. I’ve dedicated my career to researching environmental issues of concern and communicating research findings to decision-makers, for the betterment of society.” Before taking the reins at the Cary Institute Bill was dean of Duke University’s Nicholas School of the Environment, where he had been a faculty member since 1980. Among other honors he has been elected as a member of the National Academy of Sciences. Great and valuable work, Bill!


Ever an appreciated source of news, Bill Schur tells me he and Lloyd Ucko are in regular contact, the latter trying to mentor Bill’s squash game. Phil Cohen visited Bill during Thanksgiving weekend while Phil was in town for a radiology convention. They and Phil’s friend Anna watched the Grey Cup (Canadian football championship game) together and otherwise shared good times. Bill also tells me our classmate Stu Simms is doing well practicing law in Baltimore and Gaylord Toft has joined the ranks of our brethren who have become grandparents. 


Sadly, word has reached me of the passing of our classmate Michael E. Moore on November 14 after a long battle with cancer. Michael had served for 17 years as the solicitor general for the State of Tennessee. Our sincere condolences to his family, friends and coworkers. A more detailed obituary will appear online.


As another year draws to a close I would like to send warmest wishes for a safe, happy, healthy and prosperous New Year—and for more news from all of you!


Yours always in green.


—Lauren “Duff” Cummings, P.O. Box 580, Hanover, NH 03755-0580; lauren.cummings@ dartmouth.edu


Hail, noble ’72s, far and wide!


As this issue of the magazine arrives on your doorsteps many (most, if all goes well!) of us will be headed for or already in Hanover celebrating our 40th gathering of the clan. Interest was high and still growing as this column went to the presses. I am greatly looking forward to seeing you back on campus in June!


A scarcity of news among classmates this time around has nearly forced me to dust off the archives wherein lay such venerable pearls of folklore as, “The Relative Merits of Making Winter Road Trips to Smith,” “Cabin Fever: Myth, Reality or Merely an Excuse to Rage?” and “Mud Season Then and Now: How Field Turf has Irrevocably Diminished the Existential Experience of Spring Athletics!” Nay, I shan’t dredge these up simply to fill copy space, although as a last act of an outgoing secretary it is amusingly tempting!


On a more serious note, though, I’d like to take a few minutes in this last missal to tell you how much serving you has meant to me. Some may know that as an undergraduate who worked his way through the College, my social contact with our class was necessarily limited. Although I was blessed with the chance to manage our freshman hockey and baseball teams, by our sophomore year tuition and living expenses forced me to devote my out-of-classroom time simply to making ends meet. Mind you, the benefits of steady employment and unparalleled exposure to world-class performing artists at the Hopkins Center were a huge plus and provided me with a wonderful skill set I use to this day, but it wasn’t until well after we graduated that I came to know the classmates I had shared four years with in Hanover. Reunions planted the seed of repatriation, and these coupled with the past 10 years as your secretary and member of the class executive committee have brought me full circle. I cannot thank you enough for your good-humored support, affection and patience with this poor boy from the woods of northern New England. To those who read this and like myself may not have “connected” when we were students, whether for financial, social or political reasons, it’s never too late. Across the mists of time that special, indefinable bond we share as Dartmouth men both endures and matures. Forty years ago I never imagined I would or could feel the way I do about you, my classmates, and our College. It is love in the purest sense.


So as this chapter draws to a close, my dear friends and esteemed brothers, your humble scribe puts away the parchment and passes the quill to a new writer. I thank you for having endured 55 installments of varying import, newsworthiness and informational value during the past 10 years. It has been my great pleasure and privilege to have served you. 


Until we meet again, best wishes forever in green!


—Lauren “Duff” Cummings, P.O. Box 580, Hanover, NH 03755-0580; lauren.cummings@ dartmouth.edu


Hail, noble ’72s, far and wide!


The final countdown to our 40th reunion has begun: June 15-17. Your reunion committee under the able leadership of David “Fuzzy” Thurston is already hard at work making this a truly memorable experience for all. John Rockwell is coordinating what should be fabulous entertainment as well as working with us to get the word out to everyone. Bill “Bean” Anderson is in charge of fiscal housekeeping. Yours truly will be keeping us amply plied with food and drink. In addition to the ever-popular campus tours, reunion row, golf outing (thank you, Burkie!), Moosilauke day trip and excellent programs offered by the College, we have a few special surprises up our sleeves to make our 40th a “can’t miss” event. Keep watching the class website, this column, the class newsletter and your mailboxes (both snail and electronic) for details as they become more firm, but mark your calendars now. June isn’t that far off!


In other class news, I am very pleased to share that Marc Josephson has had a significant impact on the fiscal and environmental wellbeing of our alma mater. Marc and his son Kurt of J&F Labs (which currently has 11 Dartmouth alums among its ranks!) installed a high-tech lighting control system for the West Gym at Alumni Gymnasium that has reduced energy consumption in that area by a whopping 82 percent! In the words of the College’s energy program manager, “This project has been enjoyable, particularly because we were able to work with our own computer science department and also an exceptional Dartmouth alum, Marc Josephson ’72.” Marc is already looking at other areas on campus where significant energy savings may be attained. Nice work!


Spreading the wealth among the Ivies, Martin Cain and Jon Fauer have daughters who are roommates at Yale in the class of ’14. Marlena Fauer is on the Yale University sailing team and Emily Cain is goalie on the varsity field hockey team.


On September 30 Charlie Nearburg at the wheel of the Spirit of Rett increased his Federation Internationale de l’Automobile Category A, Group II, Class 10 speed record to 366.59 miles per hour. Charlie races in memory of his own son and all those children who fought cancer as well as those who are now fighting cancer. Our thoughts and prayers are with them, Charlie. As you said, “Godspeed!”


Bill Schur tells me he was able to spend some quality time with Chip Carstensen and Marc Josephson at Class Officers Weekend. They attended seminars, enjoyed a few drinks and discussed plans for our upcoming reunion. Bill also sends greetings from Wade Judge, whom he saw at the University Club recently. Wade is still at Jones Lange LaSalle, a major real estate company in Chicago. Bill also had lunch recently in Washington, D.C., with Chris Brewster. He’s a partner in the law firm of Kaye Scholer, where he specializes in trade matters.


See you soon in Hanover!


—Lauren “Duff” Cummings, P.O. Box 580, Hanover, NH 03755-0580; lauren.cummings@dartmouth.edu