Letter from the Editor
Jean Paul Lewis
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The reunion has come and gone and once again we carry home with us new memories that we share with our fellow Les Roches friends. As planned everything was executed brilliantly, just as you might expect from our gracious and generous host, Massimo Ciceri.
For myself and husband Rick, we had an extra special treat. Arriving a day early allowed us to play golf with Massimo at Monticello Country Club. What an experience for us “nouveau” golf aficionados! For other golf enthusiasts reading this, the most striking difference between golf in Italy and other places, is that at the nine-hole-turn-around, one hour is scheduled for lunch, compared to the typical 5-10 minute “snack” stop. The setting was tranquil, peaceful, hot and humid! A further note of trivia, as we were leaving the Club House, Massimo modestly picked up his first place trophy from the previous week’s club tournament – yes, he’s a very good golfer as well.
Fortunately, the timing of the reunion marked the end of a record breaking heat wave in Italy. The “PF’ers Night Out” was great. The girls went to dinner in one location and the men (and six year old, Charlotte Lewis and Eloy Wirth, Paul’s Irish Terrier) had dinner up the street. Halfway through our dinner, a note was delivered suggesting a rendez-vous with the men later on.
The next day was filled with anticipation. People started to show up at various times in different locations. The most exciting arrival was that of Carl Michaelsen and his lovely girlfriend Jacqui, descending upon Villa d’Este via helicopter from Monte Carlo! It was all truly wonderful, from start to finish. Although a number of the Europeans were unable to stay the entire time, they did attend the weekend activities, such as the city walking
tour, the soiree evening, the boat tour to Bellagio and lunch on Comacina Island. You will be reading about these activities as people are inspired to share their personal accounts of the Reunion and its events by sending in articles. There were also hundreds and hundreds of photos taken, which are being sorted and will be up on the website soon. Many, many thanks to those who have taken the time to share their thoughts and experiences and have already written stories and sent photos, these will be enjoyed by many. We look forward to receiving more.
As this newsletter is being finalized Hurricane Katrina has struck the Gulf Coast Region of the United States. Once again, the world is attacked by a natural disaster of Biblical proportions, which has and is affecting many, many people. Among those affected are Les Roches alumni friends and families. If you have a story to share or want to share your thoughts, please send in your articles. In the meantime, our thoughts and prayers are with those who are suffering from this terrible tragedy.
In Memoriam: Stephan Zorayan
“Thanks for thinking of me, unfortunately I will not be able to attend the reunion. I will be thinking of all of you reunited at Bluche, remembering the beautiful time we all had there, and the special friends we made. I am sending an open invitation to all of you who want to come to Cairo–you have a friend here.”
Although many of us did not have the opportunity to say good-bye to our dear friend, there’s no doubt he knew he was loved and would be remembered fondly by the Les Roches Family.
Words of Appreciation for Our Gracious Reunion Host From Jean Paul Lewis
You are truly an Italian gentleman of the old school. You, your wife, and children, represent everything that is good and glorious about Italy. and Europe! Cultured, refined, witty, organizational, elegance, lover of children and above all, a respect for history.
Your town, Como, is a Medieval and Renaissance splendor, filled with History and you signore, represent all of these qualities. You are truly an Italian Gentleman, and all of us have something to learn from you in the way you organized this fantastic event and demonstrated your hospitality.
Grazie, Massimo! Viva Italia!
Today, while getting the mail from the porch to the kitchen table, several little smelly leaflets fell out of the catalogs, odorizing the room. What a variety of scents, and so many fragrances for men, none of which were familiar to me. Too bad the Americans among us live in a nation of “overchoice”. Most of the PF/LR alumni are approaching, if not already, fifty. Maybe your memories of American men’s cologne are the same vein as mine: Old Spice, Mennen – After Shave, and Aqua Velvet. Not one of the smelly samples was reminiscent of male scents from my youth, nor were there any samples of Brut. Does this sound familiar – green bottle, black writing, silver tag dangling on the little chain around the neck, the whole image resembling a miniature bottle of fine cognac? What status a bottle of this elixir emitted. Need a gift for your Les Roches guy? Brut. Need to have sweet dreams? Brut. Soirees reeked of it!
After arriving in Switzerland from Libya, the senses were definitely heightened. The infinite khaki color of Tripoli was supplanted with spectacular autumn leaves. The taste of Swiss food replaced that of a less civilized place. The sound of the funicular and cow bells replaced the many prayer calls from the mosques. The feel of the mountains replaced the touch of sand. The aromas of the Mediterranean and chai were converted into fresh alpine air — and Brut. Combine all of this with 50 girls and 150 boys, and life was good. Sweet smelly dreams to all of you tonight!
P.S. Because of her formal expertise as a writer, I tried to get Vicki Carstens to edit or embellish this memoir. I really think I gave it the ole’ college try, but, alas, no response! Oh, well, suffer through it and many fond memories to you all in Como or wherever in the world you find yourself c’est soir.
Reunion Message – From Cindy Chandler Pfluger
My husband, Gary, and I are about to celebrate our 25th wedding anniversary. Where has the time gone?!?!?! Both of our daughters are in college. Amanda (21) will be a senior in the fall and Lauren (20) will be a junior. They are beautiful inside and out, and our home is full of a lot of love and laughter.
Gary and I met and married in Dallas. After the girls were born, we decided to move back to his home town, San Angelo. We started our own business in 1986 manufacturing and installing display fixtures for retail stores. We sold the manufacturing part of the business in 1996 but are still providing installation and remodel services. Gary travels quite a bit as we do work all over of the U.S. and Canada. It’s an unusual business and not one either one of us had ever considered (or even heard of) until we were already in the middle of it and realized we could actually make a living at it.
Our current project is construction of a second home in the mountains in Ruidoso, New Mexico, which will provide an escape from the summer heat of West Texas. Gary and I have retired from snow skiing, but both the girls love it — we have the bills from one ACL replacement to prove it!
Recently, one of my sisters-in-law told me that their family was a little worried when Gary first told them that he wanted to marry a girl who had gone to a Swiss boarding school. They weren’t sure I would fit into their family. Are we really so different? The perception certainly appears to be that we are. What makes us want to stay in touch and know what’s going on in each other’s lives? It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to understand that relationships are the fabric of society. We were all thrown together at Ecole de Roches for different reasons and from different backgrounds – both culturally and spiritually. We formed relationships that weren’t and probably still aren’t the “norm.” All I know for sure is that I remember a lot of laughter, fun and some pretty crazy antics (usually having something to do with alcoholic beverages) between minor bouts of homesickness and studying.
I still love to read just about anything I can get my hands on (Marti, Bob told me about your book — I’m adding it to my list of things to read). I try not to listen to the news; although my husband has suggested that I might need to try to stay more up-to-date on current affairs. So, to please him, I try to at least read the local paper — you never know when you might be able to work the current price of beef, cotton, or porkbellies into a conversation… Oh, yes, did I mention that San Angelo is a ranching and farming community — with a few thousand oil & gas wells thrown in. For those of you who watched the show “Dallas” San Angelo is also where Dusty came from (Sue Ellen’s beau). Or, maybe it was Rusty… But, I digress. And, you probably still don’t know (or care) where San Angelo is…
Remember the dances? Gary and I went to see the Moody Blues in San Antonio last weekend. I hate to say it, but those guys are getting OLD! And, the movies — John Wayne in French — what could be better… I loved the time I spent at Les Roches, and I met some wonderful people (both students and teachers). I hate to start mentioning names, because I’ll forget someone who’s sitting right there waiting to hear his/her name read. Okay, just a few — a special “Hello” (if you are there) to Nik, Susan, Debra, Habib, Margaret, Katy, Claire. You may not remember me, but you touched my life in some way that I remember you. Maybe I’ll make the next reunion.
Thanks, Marti, for taking this with you — you have free editing rights. Tell John I said hello. Do you remember meeting in the Geneva airport? You and John were two of the first people I met when I arrived in Geneva for school.
Have a great time! I look forward to seeing the pictures on the website!
Just one more thing — I still have the PF flag I borrowed (with my accomplice, Beverly Kinsley) from the flagpole in ’74.
Cindy Chandler Pfluger
Oh No! I Missed The Reunion
Oh No! I missed Reunion at Lake Como no less, and Woodstock. I only now stumbled on the web site while looking for Mark Uhlefelder (suffering, by the way, as the VP of Marketing at Ski.com in Aspen, CO). So how was it? When’s the next reunion? I will try to be there.
Here’s an update: Work moved the family from Palo Alto to Leesburg, Virginia; just outside of Washington DC; right after the reunion in Aspen. Let’s do lunch sometime, JP?
The Children: Chiara 9, at horse camp this week and starting fourth grade in the fall. Allegra, 6, is merrily chasing butterflies out back in the garden and will start first grade with her sister.
Leslie is inching back into Landscape Architecture design. She loves counseling people but doesn’t like those nasty deadlines. Does anyone?
Am in, have been in the video distribution business, today with Scientific-Atlanta. My office is in a small building in downtown Leesburg, built in 1790. The commute is 2 minutes. Life is good.
I will try to find some photos from school and reunion in Aspen.
Des journées inoubliables à Como en Italie, en ce début de juillet 2005 – Quelques mots, dédiés à ceux qui ne pouvaient pas se joindre aux Alumnis de “Friends of Bluche
Como?! C’est une petite ville du nord de l’Italie, à 5 minutes de voiture de la frontière Suisse. J’avoue que je n’y avais jamais été et je sais maintenant que j’avais tort d’attendre aussi long. Como représente tout ce qui rend l’Italie sympathique: Le lac, les montagnes, la vielle-ville, les monuments historiques, les bons restaurant, les innombrables boutiques de mode et une bonne portion de “Italianità” etc. etc.
Revoir les amis de l’École des Roches? C’est certain, je ne voulais pas manquer cela! Soigner les contacts avec des amis de 30 et 35 ans en arrière qui viennent du monde entier, c’est quelque chose d’unique et d’enrichissant et tout ça dans le cadre de cette belle ville italienne. Un grand MERCI à Massimo Ciceri qui a si bien organisé les sorties et les visites et les promenades. J’avoue que nous européens, nous étions un peu faible en présence pour une réunion qui se tient en Europe!! En effet les non-européens dominaient en nombre de personnes. J’espère que pour la prochaine réunion qui se tiendra au Canada en 2007, nous pourrons nous rattrapper ;-))
Sharon m’avait demandé de faire le trésorier pour les excursions et les dîners etc. Elle m’a remis une liste avec les noms de tous les participants, une sorte de feuille Excel, mais fait à la main. Tout le monde trouvait qu’un suisse pourrait très bien faire ce travail, c-à-d. encaisser l’argent des autres et le dépenser à leur place. J’étais donc toujours occupé avec ma liste, en train de vérifier qui a payé et qui doit encore payer. Par moments, j’avais les poches plein d’argent. Mais en tout cas, ça me permettait d’être en contact avec tout le monde et d’avoir des entretiens agréables et intéressants avec tous les participants.
Mais, maintenant je vais arrêter ce blablabla, parceque il fait chaud derrière mon pc et je veux partir en vacances et aller naviguer sur mon bateau:
Alors de bonnes salutations à tout le monde, je reviendrai après les vacances, en pleine forme j’espère.
Ciao a tutti
Unforgettable days in Como, Italy, in the beginning of July, 2005. A few words dedicated to those who could not join the Alumni of “Friends
Como?! It is a little village in northern of Italy, five minutes by car from the Swiss frontier. I have to admit that I had never been there and I know now that I was wrong to have waited so long. Como represents all that makes Italy so pleasant: the lake, the old city, historical monuments, good restaurants, innumerable fashion boutiques, and a good portion of “Italianita”, etc., etc….
To see my friends of Ecole des Roches? It is certain that I would Not have missed that! To be with friends from thirty to thirty-five years ago, coming from all over the world, is something unique and enrichening and all of this taking place within the framework of this beautiful Italian town. A big THANK YOU to Massimo Ciceri, who masterfully organized the field trips, visits and walks.
I admit, that we Europeans were a little weak in our presence for a reunion that was being held in Europe!! In fact, non-Europeans dominated in numbers. I hope that for the next reunion which will be held in Canada, in 2007, we will catch-up!
Sharon Taylor Baumann asked me to be treasurer for excursions and dinners,etc. She gave me a list with the names of all of the participants, a kind of Excel spreadsheet, only written in long hand. Everybody thought that a Swiss could do this task well; cash-on-demand, collecting the money from others and disbursing the cash at the right places. I was always occupied with my list, checking who had paid and who still had to pay. I found that many times my pockets were bulging with cash. Any way, this permitted me to be in contact with every body and had agreeable and interesting meetings with all of the participants.
However, now I am going to stop, bla, blaing, because it is hot behind my PC and I want to embark upon my vacation and navigate my boat.
So – good salutations to everybody. I will return from my vacation in full form, I hope. Ciao a tutti
Donna Runge Wallace, 1970-72
We lazily bonded again as the Italian countryside drifted by. A lovely experience; rich with dialogue of our present lives and gilded with memories of our old.
The hustle and bustle of the station, fear of losing our bags and Nicki’s friend at Como gathering his chicks to safety. Italian men, or Nicki’s men, are kind and helpful and caring, perhaps like Italy herself. Giorgio guiding us to the station, Claudio intervening in Bologna and showing us “his town” and Carlo waiting with wonderful, respectful, youthful impatience in Rome to take us home.
We talked and we talked, while all about slept, or chatted or were lost in their daily grind. It felt as though a pool of sunshine followed us through our adventure.
I thank my friends, Sharon (Taylor Baumann) and Nicolette (de Bona), for being the wonderful women they are and for accepting me and helping me recapture the curious, strong young girl that I was…tempered with time.
And I thank you, Friends of Bluche Alumni, for making it possible.
Donna Runge Wallace
Lindsey Sturgis (daughter of Sue Seipel Sturgis)
Thanks for the email…it is so good to hear from you and the reunion (from what I have heard from a few of you) was wonderful. I´m jealous of your water skiing outings… I´m a bi-water sport fan. I ski, wake board, knee board, tube, air chair–everything. I love it all.
And, where is Banff? Who’s the host? I am definitely trying to make it next year.
I have been here in Barcelona for four days and am having a blast. I take two classes here Mondays and Thursdays and I love the dorm I’m staying in – tons of walking, Catalan food and beaches to see. This weekend a friend and I are going to Madrid with some other University students in the area. Should be lots of fun… Can´t wait to see the reunion photos!
M. Clivaz … unfortunately received notice of the reunion too late to change his previously planned travel plans. He regretfully did not attend and sends his regards to everyone.
Message to Pradeep … Thomas Barth claims that both he and Brendan Foulkes were also on the same cable car (Hanging By A Thread) as Pradeep and Ross.
Message to Swagat … Thilda Alman said that her brother, Darco Alman, had been in contact with Luc de Cock. Until a few years ago Luc was still in Brussels.
Heard At The Reunion … Kim Campbell was in the movie – Oceans 12!
Thanks to John Hairell … he scanned some of his Les Roches 1969-70 photo collection to place them on the FOB website.
Rob Sweil … Congratulations – for winning the “Furthest Travel Award” joining the group in Italy after traveling from South Africa to your first reunion.
Ottavia … Once again we were blessed with the presence of Ottavia and her lovely family as she was finally able to attend at the last minute!!!
Dieter Habib & Brendan Foulkes … Last minute cancellations, we really missed you, your energy and spirit, hopefully next time.
Sci Nautico – Literal Translation is “Water Skiing For The Young At Heart & Enthusistic Les Roches Alumni”
The setting itself, was exquisite, the “scene” was frightful …
Water skiing was performed at a Water Skiing Dock – for $25 Euros/person – they will take out just about anyone, as we proved. And what a performance it was – yes, Pradeep & Elam, Jonathan & Sarah Tappan, Jean Paul Lewis, myself and husband Rick and of course the local celebrity champion, Massimo. It was an ugly sight to say the least for most of us but we were determined not to let age and many, many years of lack of practice get in our way. Our goal was to experience the thrill and live to tell the tale of water skiing on Lake Como. Complete with photos to memorialize this epic event.
First we had to be fitted with wetsuits. Massimo brought his own, and claimed it was the suit from his youth when he spent the summers skiing daily. I must add that this activity holds a special place in his heart as he met his wife Federica at a lakeside summer water ski resort many years ago. Once all suited up, the first boat went out – commandeered by the beautiful Italian motorboat driver, Nicole and Crissy, Stanford’s star waterski team athlete, spending the summer at Lake Como, on board to instruct us and keep us from drowning or injuring ourselves. Pradeep, Elan, Jean Paul Lewis and Massimo were the first thrill seekers. Massimo up on the first try – was weaving back and forth over the wake proudly displaying his skill and finesse. Pradeep was up with ease and Elan out for the first time was having fun on the wakeboard. Jean Paul on the other hand – is a great writer, friend, father, husband and many other things he could be proud of. We’re not sure about his skill as a water skier as he never got up. He did get points for trying and swallowing a lot of water. Fortunately, both Jonathan and Sarah Tappan had taken out the kayak to keep Jean Paul company and offer encouraging words out in the middle of the lake for each try. The second group went out myself, Jonathan, Sarah and Elan once again. Being the competitive spirits we are – we all pretty much got up uneventfully. Nothing too embarrassing to report like women water skiing topless after losing bathing suit top in a fall, as we had on wet suites to prevent such tragedies.
This was a great outing and possibly the last time in our lives that we will ever water ski again, at least on Lake Como – and it was truly a memorable experience.
For me, the 2005 Ecole des Roches reunion was both wonderful and disturbing.
It was wonderful to be in Como and to enjoy the experiences Massimo so thoughtfully arranged – the meals, village tour, boat ride, walks, everything. It was unforgettable to listen to Carmen Lamoreux play the “Song for Bernadette,” and to Willem Brouwer sing “you may still be here tomorrow, but your dreams may not.” after a perfect lunch high up on an island in the middle of Lake Como. It was wonderful to watch Carmen with her sister Claire and Katy Jackson Cantor on the return boat ride, cavorting like sixteen-year-olds as they passed the “loving cup” (they managed to escape the restaurant with four glasses and two bottles of wine, providing entertainment for the whole boat). It was wonderful to feel goosebumps as Dennis Briere sang to three of the women in his life – his wife, his daughter, and Sharon Taylor Baumann, his high school sweetheart to watch Andi Alexander smile as though she had a secret .to laugh with Donna Runge and Nicolette de Bona, old buddies reunited for the first time in three decades as though no time had passed to join the obligatory “petit promenade” to meet the husbands and wives and children and girlfriends of schoolmates, and even Paul and Astrid Wirth’s Irish Terrier, “Eloy” to talk and walk and laugh and sing together, and to talk some more.
It was not until I got home that the disturbing part kicked in. Back in my everyday world, I was riled up, unsettled, agitated. I looked around at the life I had made for myself in the United States, and while I found it to be fulfilling if a bit too close to the mall, I also felt sort of like an ion. Charged, ready to engage with a passing being. Wanting something to happen.
Am I the only person who reacted in this way?
It has been a few weeks now, and I am finding some modicum of order again. Now I am able to reflect on what the reunion meant and examine why it was both wonderful and disturbing.
The wonderful part had to do with a renewed sense of life’s magic and the pleasure of connecting with other human beings. Still, I had to admit, the concept of “reunion” seemed a little of a misnomer. How can you reunite if you were never united in the first place? Many of the people I most enjoyed at the reunion either were not at school when I was there or were in a different circle from mine three decades ago. These were new friends, albeit with a shared chapter in our distant past. It was that shared chapter that made it seem like a gathering of distant cousins.
I don’t know if others feel this way, but the short time I spent at Les Roches was intense in its lifelong effect. It is one thing that has given me a sense of being different from others I encounter.
Leaving Les Roches was in my teenage mind sudden and dramatic, and made traumatic by my father’s illness at the time. Based on personal experience, I was absolutely convinced I would never see any of my high school friends again. I had already left a close-knit group of friends on one occasion during my high school career when I moved from Australia to Les Roches at the beginning of 1973. Despite scores of letters, cards, and blue aerograms, geographical distance prevailed in the end. With that slow fade of friendship fresh in my consciousness, I made a sharper cut when I left Les Roches. I am sorry to admit, I turned my back on my old school friends and did not stay in touch with anyone except in the most fleeting way. I did this despite the fact that my experience at Les Roches was momentous in my little life. It is disturbing for me to look back and realize what a weak friend I was.
But life sometimes surprises us, doesn’t it? How gratifying to be proven wrong over the years about the power of geography thanks in particular to the early and sustained efforts of Margaret Mallon and of course to the later technological innovations that have revolutionized communications in ways none of us had imagined.
For the last decade, my family has traveled with the families of Katy Jackson Cantor and Lizette Ottensten, and our children are closer than cousins. The children of Ottavia Giorgi Montfort and Pradeep Kapadia are now among my children’s friends. Katy and I ski together annually and we are frequently joined by Debra Minogue Duke and Lisa Simpson. I’m closer to high school friends than anyone I know.
But it’s the reunions that seem to get under my skin. I’ve been to most of them, and each one has had a different effect on me.
When I moved to California at the beginning of 1994, my family and I experienced a major earthquake. Later, after we relocated, I noticed my breathing and sleeping immediately deepened and relaxed. I had not even been aware of the tension that had invaded my body until the tension was released. I felt the same kind of release at the 2005 reunion. Being around people with a shared experience gave me such a sense of peace. Why should that be?
In talking with Russell James (Class of 1969-70) who came to the reunion knowing that he would be the only attendee from his year, it became clear to me what some of us were seeking. We were looking not just to reunite with one another but to reunite with our past. With the wisdom of the present, we search for our own lost selves, children on the brink of adulthood, who walked the mountain paths and the halls of Les Roches all those years ago. We want to show them what we know now, with all the tenderness of a favorite aunt or uncle. We want to forgive them for their mistakes and love them for their earnestness.
We want to sew together the past and the present. We need to do this, I think, as we dance around the half-century mark. It is part of our preparation for the rest of our lives. It’s also a hell of a lot of fun.
Preparation for the rest of one’s life requires an examination of one’s current situation as well as admitting that we don’t live forever. It is also true that a reunion brings a certain degree of risk. It can challenge the ego. It can illuminate flaws in oneself and others that may have grown over the years. And it forces us to remove people from the safe and static boxes where they have resided in our memory. We can irritate or inspire each other in new ways.
That’s where I find myself, and that’s why a reunion can be unsettling. It forces big questions about life, and begs for answers. Sometimes it can even demand change.
So here I am, back in my little life and yearning for the big world but reunited with a piece of myself and newly connected with some amazing people. I am ready for my life to move on, carrying the past in a suitcase that is lighter somehow. For that I thank Massimo Ciceri, Sharon Taylor Baumann, Debra Minogue Duke, Ottavio Georgio Montfort and other organizers, and all who came to Como. I hope to see you all at the next reunion.
Balance brought forward: $1,088.02
The above balance will allow us to keep the website open, running and updated for about 10 months, which is not long, considering the next reunion is 23 months away. As discussed during the organizational meeting at the Como reunion, it is in our best interest to have two levels of contributions: 1) Ordinary Contributions, and 2) Extraordinary Contributions.
Ordinary contributions will be used for recurring expenses, such as website maintenance. Ordinary contributions should be made every reunion year, and should be in the range of $25 to $150 per alumnus, depending on what you can afford. Ideally, the balance at the end of each reunion year should be around $5,000, to allow the funds to last 2.5 years based on current spending patterns. While past contributions have come mostly from alumni who have attended reunions, it would be better if all interested alumni contributed to this account, since all alumni benefit from the website updates, pictures and newsletters (100 alumni contributing an average of $75, for example, would result in $7,500 in the Ordinary Contributions account).
Extraordinary contributions should be made by those alumni who wish to see a better turn-out at the reunions, who wish to contribute to extraordinary expenses incurred during reunion years, and who wish to see the Friends of Bluche Association survive over the long term. Over the past three reunions, extraordinary expenses have cost each host alumnus over $2,000. It was agreed that alumni wishing to contribute to this account would remain anonymous. Extraordinary contributions should be in the range of $500 to $1,000, either as a one-time contribution, or on an as-needed basis. At present, we have pledges from four alumni for extraordinary contributions as needed, and one generous alumnus has already paid $500, which was deposited in the Ordinary Contributions account last spring. Ideally, the minimum balance of the Extraordinary Contributions account should be $5,000.
Please feel free to contribute to either account, or to contribute to the Ordinary Contributions account and pledge a contribution to the Extraordinary Contributions account. Please remember that all contributions are voluntary, and while you will be listed on the annual list of donors on the website if you contribute, you are under no obligation to contribute.
The checkbook and account balances are kept by me, and are available for anyone to review at any time. I am also open to any responsible alumnus wanting to take over the position of treasurer.
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Heard On The Web
For the Reunion:
Sorry, Connie and I can not be with everyone there this year. Wish we could get out of the heat here in Texas.
We have too many events happening all at one time in July.
Our Daughter Jennifer is starting her teaching career this August after graduating from 5 years of college. We look forward to moving her out of our house (ha ha) and getting her her own place.
Our son is in College in Orlando, FL and we visit there quite a bit. I’ve been showing him all the “scenic” Beaches to go to where I spent most of my early years. This is going to be trouble.
There is also a Tripoli Libya Reunion in San Antonio next weekend (Jul 9-10) that we are unable to attend. Tell Dieter Habib that the promoter for the Tripoli Reunion, Oil Company School, has been under investigation by the FBI regarding the organization of people from Libya in Texas. He explains the story on the web page. w which is quite funny.
The big event is my Birthday July 10th. THE BIG 50.
Good news is that everyone I graduated with in 1973 will be 50 by now. I’m still legally 49 – ha ha you Older people.
Anyway, Connie and I are celebrating my big 50 in The Bahamas. Hopefully we will get together with Brendan and Dion while we are there.
What a wonderful event in Como!
Thanks to Massimo Ciceri and everyone else involved in organising this event.
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