Greetings, classmates. Not much space for small talk this month, because our classmates have been unusually communicative recently. So here goes. Larry Weisswrote from Florida to inform me that I had omitted a Yale offspring from a recent accounting. His daughter Jessica Leigh is in the Class of 2003, he reported, and I can only respond that I hope the registrar is aware of her presence, since they…
Hello, classmates. I hope your new years have gotten off to auspicious starts. Before getting into the mailbag, I must recount the highly disturbing experience which your faithful correspondent and other classmates had in New York in November. As is our wont, we assembled on Yale-Harvard weekend for our annual mini-reunion at the Yale Club of NYC. When we discovered that the club was, inexplicably, not showing the broadcast of The Game…
Greetings. As of this writing, I have not received word of any classmates who were September 11 victims, but the odds are that some of you were directly touched by those events. On behalf of all members of the Class of ’69, I extend our deepest sympathies to those of you who suffered the loss of family or friends. Fortunately, most of the news I have received since last writing is happier. For example, Doug Groome and wife…
Welcome to the “back-to-school” edition of class notes. Even though you’re reading this in October, it is being written as our little kiddies–or in some cases, grand-kiddies–are headed back to the classrooms after summer vacation. Mine was spent trekking around American golf courses in my best impression of Steve Williams (Tiger’s caddy), although neither I nor my player (son Aaron)…
Here in Kentucky we’re prepping for the Derby and figuring out what to do with Rick Pitino. But that’s our problem. You, on the other hand, have kept busy on the class listserv, tackling the issues attendant to the accelerating rate at which these notes move toward the front of the magazine. Somehow, the “older is better” mantra at best seems debatable. Wentworth Earl Miller posted…
Hello, classmates. As a sometimes-grateful participant in the class listservice, I have finally dug my way out of the inauguration controversy, and have been able to separate the e-wheat from the e-chaff, as we say in cyberland. Many of you have reported in, making my job easy enough even for our new president. Therefore, with no further ado, let’s hear from you. Tim Harris writes that he has published his first novel….
Greetings, friends. Just in time for Christmas, a couple of classmates have been blessed with gifts, both of love and tax deductions. Andrew Wechsler sent the following interesting birth announcement: “Wife Christine and I returned from Siberia with a new addition to our clan, a 14-month-old cutie named Sarah Kate. Son Joshua (3) swings between being the proud, protective older brother and a victim…
Hello again, classmates. Having survived the summer and the tough duty of helping to organize the PGA Championship in August (Yes, I personally instructed Tiger on the subtleties of the golf course), I return with renewed vigor to pass on your various adventures. Much like the Olympic games, which seemed to happen tomorrow or yesterday but not today, it is my pleasure to report, on September 21, that…
Whew! New Orleans and the Kentucky Derby on successive weekends. And now this deadline. Well, at least there is something to write about, thanks to prolific classmates. As advertised, several classmates (accompanied by spouses and guests) gathered in New Orleans April 28-30 to socialize, eat, and attend the New Orleans Jazz and Heritage Festival. Jim Amoss, editor of the New Orleans Times-Picayune, made the…
Let’s see, sitting here in February writing for April. If only the school year had gone like that, February in New Haven would have been so much more pleasant. On the late-breaking news front, William Bogaty, former shoveler in this space, was given a farewell evening in Washington, DC, in late February. On hand for the doin’s at Nora’s were organizer James Schweitzer, and Vanda and Rob…
Hello, everyone. The winter apparently has kept us inside long enough to dash off some communications. Cyberspace has been filled with messages from the class. For example, Rick Platt wrote to report on a fall gathering of classmates who currently have children at Yale. The event, the brainchild of brainy George Chopivsky, was held during parents’ weekend last fall in Anne Platt’s “Beach Club” Silliman room, one entryway from…
Happy New Year, century, etc. Aren’t we Yalies, as opposed to all other college graduates in the world (and non-graduates, for that matter), lucky to have another momentous event to look forward to next year? I refer, of course, to Yale’s 300th birthday in 2001. We can get a head start on the celebration in New Orleans this April, when the class holds another mini-reunion in New Orleans. At this…
Hello, everyone. You seem to be awakening from summer comas, as information is trickling in from classmates. Maybe it has something to do with the Bulldogs’ excellent 5-1 start, or the soccer victory over then top-ranked Indiana, but I am glad to hear from you. First, for those who have been losing sleep over the future of my predecessor Mr. Bogaty, who is caught in the Mobil-Exxon mega-merger, I have learned that he will become CFO of…
Well, fellow classmates, I feel like a columnist on deadline without an idea. There is little news to report this month. I suppose hurricanes, droughts, earthquakes, and vacations may be responsible, but you have been uncharacteristically noncommunicative. Therefore, like that columnist — or an unprepared Eli — I must rely on my wits and peripheral sources. I shall segue into one with the news…
Without question, one of the highlights of our 30th Reunion was the “Mid-Course Correction” program, an idea conceived and successfully implemented by classmateMacon Cowles. Since we have space and not so much news this month, I asked him to write a brief report on the session, for those who did not have the opportunity to participate. Therefore, allow me to present Macon. On Saturday…
Thirtieth Reunion Maybe if the campus were always as beautiful and the weather as glorious as they were during the three days of reunion, all of us would have found a way to stay around New Haven. Alas, as we know, that must have been a mid-life mirage, and while Woody Collins and Walt Cummings deserve credit for a nearly perfect three days of activities and conditions, it clearly was the turnout of…
