The Isthmus For Christmas

The Isthmus For Christmas

ByMichael Folz

Editor’s Note: I’m still looking for News and other items ABOUT classmates.   Given gaps, though, I’m sharing stories, poems, essays, and other works FROM you.  This one’s a Christmas-time adventure story. See also Michael’s memoir about 1965, 1966, 1967.

Back in the 1950’s, when I was a skinny little kid with a preternatural love of geography, I used to spend long half-hours staring at the maps of the world and imagining myself somewhere out there. … One of my favorite romantic places to imagine myself being was on the Pan American Highway, that thin red line on […]

Dial It Back Or Die

Dial It Back Or Die

ByMichael Folz

Editor’s Note: This report describes a podcast series created by a classmate.
I’ve been listening to this podcast for a few months now. I’ll do a full review next month, but I can tell you already that it is very rich, deeply researched and seriously worth your time, especially if you enjoy new integrations of history and science toward a theory that explains both the current dysfunctions and a promising path ahead. Click through to read a more complete description.

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Michael Folz – 50th Reunion Essay

ByMichael Folz

Michael Folz Box 2273 | 4 Howard Ct Tijeras, NM 87059 mfolz@q.com 505-286-5300 Spouse(s): Maureen (1983) Education: Yale BS/MA 1973 Career: Very Small Businesses Avocations: Travel: 2400 Counties, 200 Countries (159 By U.N. Count) College: Pierson Closing time. In 500 words. Well, for one thing, it all ended up becoming pretty intense. A lot of…

1965/1966/1967

1965/1966/1967

ByMichael Folz

Editor’s Note: Michael Folz has written a small book on these three years, capturing the “cinematic detail” and anachronism-free dialogue that will bring you right into Cutler’s Records, roommate challenges, John Hersey’s den, Olivia’s late at night, Bingham hijinks, bursary jobs, bull sessions, mixers, Coffin’s advice, and ultimately a profound disillusionment with (and alienation from) Yale, dropping out in Sophomore year, having tuned in and turned on much earlier than others in our class. Mike returned to Yale and graduated in ’73, but this memoir covers the end of HS through the end of 1967. It’s a long read, but worth it.