Nov - Dec 2011
I recently received an e-mail from one of my best Dartmouth friends and it read, “Turning 50 next year! This is it—our big excuse to go on a big trip and really relax!
Class Notes
I recently received an e-mail from one of my best Dartmouth friends and it read, “Turning 50 next year! This is it—our big excuse to go on a big trip and really relax!
I am constantly impressed with the disparate paths our classmates have taken—particularly in light of our collective 50th birthdays (has everyone officially passed that milestone by now?).
I turned 50 last November. No big deal. Really—not an issue.
“Green Acres is the place to be….” With that intro and memorable refrain from our familiar collective youth, allow me to examine the distinct divide between folks who prefer the slower-paced country lifestyle to those more enamored with the faste
On a constant search to figure out how to use Derek’s airline mileage, I recently schemed to take our middle daughter Emma (13) to Southeast Asia. After all, my uncle and cousins live in Hong Kong and we had never been.
As I write this column, our home in Boulder, Colorado, is getting pummeled by snow. Our kids have a funny ritual in trying to pine for a snow day. They get an ice cube on a spoon and flush the ice cube down the toilet.
As I write this it’s mid-December and early decision acceptance letters were just received by future members of the class of 2015. For those of you considering sending your children to Dartmouth, please consider these statistics:
This month a word from classmate Dani Klein Modisett,who recently ventured back to Dartmouth from L.A.
Thirty years ago how was I to know that I would travel to France (with only 10 weeks of classroom French at Dartmouth, quel dommage), landing in the small southern town of Arles (where my host family spoke no English, “Lentement si’l vo
As I write this Jan is busily preparing for her annual trip to the Napa Valley, California, to celebrate her grandmother’s birthday—this year will be her 98th!
Greetings everyone. I hope you are all enjoying your holiday season. Here are some updates from our classmates.
“Ayuh,” I grew up in Maine—home of the “snap when you bite ’em” hot dogs, bean hole beans and the whoopie pie.