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Rainbow Over The Green (from Parkhurst) - by Al Rozycki

By golly, we're at the end of another academic year. Dartmouth itself seems to be coming around to scholastic reality: this year's Commencement featured only four (4) Valedictorians—down from 8—indicating that possibly the Parkhurst Perpetrators may have discovered what the term "Valedictorian" actually means… But there were six (6) Salutatorians, putting us right back into a thick, rich [confusion] stew again. Ah, well—we lowly scribes have never been known for our political correctness . . .  
Now the class in general features a hard core of revelers, and they exercised their franchise in Newport, RI, a fortnight ago. Co-Chair Dave Prewitt: "The Newport Mini was a great success . On Sunday, May 20th, 30 Classmates plus spouses/significant others gathered at the Gurney Resort on Goat Island in the Newport Harbor for cocktails & dinner. The next Morning, after breakfast (which was not very good until [other Co-Chair] Joani Prewitt quickly corrected the food issue), we went on a three-hour guided bus tour of Newport, which included a visit to the Breakers Mansion on Bellevue Avenue. The Breakers was magnificent. On return to the Gurney Resort, many went to lunch at the Newport Harbor and others had lunch at the Gurney. At 5PM the Class Women's Group, led by Nyla Arslanian and Patti Rich, met for an hour to discuss common issues. Then at 6PM everyone met for cocktails at the Gurney. During the cocktail hour we conducted a Presentation of the Class of '61 Special Recognition Awards to Art Kelton (via Skype) and Mike Murphy, especially for their initiating, shepherding thru a skeptical faculty, and installing the iconic Robert Frost Statue on the Campus. Dinner followed. The next morning we enjoyed a much improved breakfast, which was followed by an outstanding historical Presentation by Ron Heinemann. Then at 10:45AM we boarded the Schooner Adirondack II at the Gurney dock for a  two-hour guided boat tour of the magnificent Newport Harbor. At the lunch break Larry George hosted a group of Classmates and spouses/significant others for lunch at the New York Yacht Club. Later on Tuesday a group visited the fascinating Naval War College Museum on the Navy Base in Narragansett Bay. At  5 PM our Class President, Don O'Neill,  conducted a successful  joint Class Meeting, which included spouses/significant others, at the Officers Club on the Navy Base. The Class Meeting was followed by Cocktails & Dinner at the Navy Officers Club with 50's Rock'n'Roll Music thanks to Oscar Arslanian'61 from Hollywood [and Lynn, MA.]… The next morning the Class enjoyed a delicious breakfast at the Gurney and bade our farewells until Maynard Wheeler's Class Mini in Hanover, October 26-28, 2018. The next off-campus Class Mini will be conducted by Frank Stephens in London, May 15-18, 2019 . . ."

London Mini Majordomo Frank Stephens, aka Good King Wenceslas . . .

Phi Delts in Newport Seated(LtoR): Ron Heinemann & Sandy, Kathy & Tad Foote, Dave & Joan Prewitt, Nyla & Oscar Arslanian. Standing(LtoR): Mary & Ken Quickel, Judy & Bill Collishaw.

Intrepid '61 Swabs & Swabettes Set Sail in Newport Harbor.

Ditto, at the Opposite Rail.

More '61 Seapersons Ready to Cast Off. 

Denny "Ahab" Denniston @Helm of the Adirondack, II.

Jolly '61 Yeomen/women Anxious to Set Sail. (LtoR) Vic Rich, Patti Rich, Dave Prewitt, Joani Prewitt, Mike Murphy

Bill & Joyce Kandel in Newport. left rear: Nyla Arslanian, right rear: Don O'Neill.

Special Recognition-Kelton

Special Recognition-Murphy

Women's Initiative. During that splendid Newport mini-reunion, the Women's Initiative gathered and produced the following:
Women's Gathering at the Mini Reunion in Newport RI, May , 2018 

We enjoyed an inspiring, informative, wonderful Women's Gathering at the Newport Mini-Reunion.  Prior to the reunion, a survey asking about concerns and what keeps us occupied was emailed which provided a starting place for our discussion.  Using the opportunity of the theme "Women Never Retire," we shared what's happening in our lives.

During our hour together we soon learned that many of us are adjusting to a new phase of our lives—the aging process and the changing circumstances this brings. While the topics discussed weren't trivial, the atmosphere was supportive as the 22 women attending shared concerns, and offered insights and suggestions, regarding heath issues, retirement, downsizing, children and relocating to be closer to families.  Among the thoughts offered were to consider moving to a town with a college or university for mental stimulation and that moving closer to children sometimes doesn't work—our kids may not stay in one place and another move for us may not be feasible.

We enjoyed light hearted moments as well. Not only are we dealing with our own issues, we are involved with family circumstances and husbands who have retired and the challenges of adjusting to this new phase of life. The survey showed that we are an involved and active group definitely confirming our theme; no retirement for us.

We will also soon have a dedicated page on the Class website to post photos and share. That's what the Women's Initiative is all about—sharing and participating and keeping in touch as we move through life's phases. We always leave our periodic gatherings strengthened and knowing that even though we may be far apart we are not alone. 

For Women Only:  If you did not receive the survey, we do not have your email address. Please email nyla@discoverhollywood.com or patti359@aol.com.  We need your email to get your opinion on our next survey.   

Nyla Arslanian and Patti Rich

Auld Richardson Residents Reune in RI. (seated): Nyla 'Slanian, Marge Boss. (standing) Ron Boss, "O".

Back in the Upper Valley, our resident minstrel Ford Daley continues to make headlines; this from the Valley News submitted by Al Rozycki: 
Sunday Seniors: Guitar Heroes Entertain Residents, Staff at Hanover Terrace

Julia Labier and Ford Daley regularly perform for residents at Hanover Terrace in Hanover, N.H. (Valley News — Liz Sauchelli) 

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  The songbook Julia Labier and Ford Daley, who perform as the duo Ford With Julia, use during their performances, including at a February gig at Hanover Terrace in Hanover, N.H. (Valley News — Liz Sauchelli)

Hanover — The folks in the crowd at Hanover Terrace are tapping their feet, clapping their hands and singing along to classic songs on a Thursday afternoon in February.
"This man can play anything," Julia Labier says from her seat at the front of the room at the health and rehabilitation center.
"Oh, that's not true," Ford Daley replies, before beginning to strum Mary Had a Little Lamb on his guitar.
Labier and Daley have been performing together as the duo Daley With Julia for about a decade, and perform monthly at Hanover Terrace to the delight of residents and staff alike. Both play the guitar, with Daley occasionally playing harmonica.
Throughout the performance they joke with each other and the audience, beginning by acknowledging that they're not married.
"That's why we get along so well," Daley told the listeners to laughter.
Their first song was Okie From Muskogee by Merle Haggard, "one of the greatest country songs of all time," Daley said.
When the songs come to the chorus, Labier takes a break from singing to say "sing along with us." Some in the audience do. Others hum or tap their feet.
"The residents just love them," said Martha Chesley, administrator at Hanover Terrace, who was a student of Daley's when he taught science at Hanover High School. "We appreciate them very much."
The residents coping with memory disorders remember some of the songs, Chesley said. The performances "really add to the quality of life for our residents."
Daley and Labier perform at about half a dozen senior housing facilities and senior centers throughout the region.
"This keeps me going," Labier, 76, of Lebanon, said. "It's always been the greatest thing."
Both of them stay active in the Upper Valley community at large.
Daley, 78, of Norwich, teaches courses through Osher@Dartmouth.
"He's the best brother I ever had," Labier said.
The duo's comfortable back and forth engages the audience as they trade conversation between selections including Brown Eyed Girl, Oh My Darling Clementine, and Forever Young.
"We like it because it makes wishes for you," Daley said about the Bob Dylan song.
"It's a really nice song, it really is," Labier replied.
The last song they play is May the Good Lord Bless and Keep You.
"We're going to dedicate it to you," Daley said.
Just like every song they play at Hanover Terrace.

Now, staying in midfielder Roz mode, Paisan' Marrone offers this observation on Lacrosse: "Have been watching quite a bit of NCAA highlights, including Dartmouth men and women's squads, and must say that I am now a bonafide, appreciative 'aficionado' of this swift moving, highly energetic, and technically demanding sport.  Playing it must have been great fun…" 
To which Roz's Pea Green roommate HB McKee replies: "Our grandson in Wisconsin played lacrosse youth and club teams and now coaches a high school team." 
And Roz submits this article from "Inside Lacrosse" mag: 
The radio alarm again shakes the silence of the darkened, pre-dawn dorm room. WBRU's Morning Metal show pounds through ear-shielding pillows. If the half-conscious inhabitant smacks SNOOZE again, his season may end before the first scrimmage.
Knowing 5:30 a.m. would arrive way too quickly, he slept in his recently issued sweats. He slides into untied Reebok Pumps and braces for this February morning's frozen rain. The initial meeting of the Sunrise Club awaits.
The groggy player's young head coach, in his second year at the helm, has been pushed by his staff to raise the conditioning standards. The two miles in 12 minutes or less sufficed for the fall. But if Ivy Championship and NCAA Tournament aspirations are to move from talk to truth, preseason legs, lungs and commitment must be stronger. The program's first step toward uncharted territory starts this morning.
Sleepyhead enters the dimly lit indoor track. He learns, happily, that he is not the sole member of the Sunrise Club. Coaches motion him and 14 others to a stretching corner. The anxious student wonders if the strategically placed trashcans are to catch leaky roof drops or regurgitated Dunkin Donuts?
The cast of the club that nobody wants to join mostly makes sense. A gaggle of defenders and one keeper that missed their six-minute-mile positional goal, three attackmen that failed to hit their 5:45 mark and six middies that fell short of their 5:30 standard the first time.
What he can't wrap his mind around is why the hell junior LSM Greg Rozycki is here?! Zyck obliterated the fall measuring stick with a 9:20 two-mile dash. His initial effort last week was much closer to four minutes than six. What motivates a man who easily placed out of this prison sentence to volunteer?
The answer to this mystery becomes clear as Zyck sprints out to an Olympic Qualifying first lap. He is here this morning to serve as a rabbit, to literally pull his teammates to physical performance they would never achieve on their own.
Zyck claps, shouts and encourages one person at a time. He downshifts as necessary, allowing individual mates to draft his goal-assuring pace. He crowds the back shoulder of a midfielder, pushing him to shave 10 seconds off his final lap. Zyck then races ahead of the pack, back-peddling to the finish line, waving arms and beckoning every player to catch him.
Some teammates may question (even resent) his extraordinary energy level and mindset as they hurl barely digested egg sandwiches into waste barrels. But Rabbit Rozycki lifts six teammates out of the Sunrise Club today.
Greg dutifully reported for sacrificial pacing duty every sunrise session for the month of February, 1994. When results whittled the club down to one last comrade, Zyck was there to lead him. For a team with high hopes but in search of an identity, he was one of the first to take personal responsibility for demonstrating what "different" meant.
Coach Atsap consciously avoids (or tries to) wearing out the welcome on ancient tales of long-passed glory. Today is more relevant and meaningful to more people. But the old coach finds a number of lessons in these innocent, distant Sunrise Club recollections that resonate as strongly two decades later.
The first is to remind himself that Greg Rozycki was judged a marginal DIII player by those assembled at Top 205 the summer before his senior year. Hanover (N.H.) High was not Gilman, Garden City or West Genny. Zyck had an imperfect stick and unpolished style. The kid whose highest possibilities get missed until a recruiter watches him score three TDs and make plays in every phase of a football game.
He was a smart, humble, battler whose mother asked the Brown coaches to send her a JV schedule once Zyck was admitted. A trillion quarters later, Rozycki still stands as one of the clearest examples Atsap has witnessed of an athlete's attitude and effort carrying him to Division I All-America heights that few predicted.
The calendar also presents a conspicuous prompt. A 20-year anniversary naturally encourages a coach to pause, step back and consider what forces, events and personalities merged to help a group of young men achieve beyond any previous experience?
Was it simply a once-in-a-lifetime situation where lacrosse gods' pixie dust mixed with Providence's ever-present sleet to cast a magical spell on players and coaches lucky enough to share it together? Or, as professional mentors prefer to believe, can the "Why?" be quantified, trained, reproduced?
As he heads into his 31st campaign, Atsap ponders which pieces of that astounding team still translate to success in 2014? What core identity components allowed that squad to play so close to their maximum potential? Certainly All-Americans at attack, midfield, goalie and LSM didn't hurt. But only one of those players (David Evans) attracted any preseason All-America talk. Postseason recognition came from the team's success.
How best can Atsap cultivate these less tangible, key, team-creating, guiding principles with his present group this spring? Does telling Greg's story introduce a path for contemporary youngsters to emulate or simply engender a, "Dude: that was then, this is now" response?
Were Greg Rozycki's selfless actions the reason the 1994 Brown team advanced to the final weekend in May? Or perhaps a more relevant query: do his actions attain particularly noble status because of the fulfilling results of his squad? Would the same, inspiring actions on a 5-9 team be relegated to irrelevant?
Yes and no. Rozycki's was not the only example of courageous accountability permeating the personality and locker room of that special collection of individuals. But his was a very visible, visceral hand held out to teammates at a crucial time. A reference point that both served immediate value to standard attainment and stood visible and recallable throughout the season and beyond. 
The Sunrise Club awaits.  
 Writer Peter Lasagna is the head coach at Bates College. The '94 DI Coach of the Year at Brown and '13 and '05 NESCAC Coach of the Year at Bates, he was recently inducted into the Greater Rochester Lacrosse Hall of Fame.
All of which is summarized by a lowly scribe thus:
"Paisan: A really fast-moving sport. Just remember two things:
1. Don't challenge Jimmy Brown from Syracuse
2. School is important; but Rugby is importanter . . ."

Crew Rowing on CT River, from Rozycki's Bluff 4/28/18

Making a quick segue to hockey, Bob Naegele submits this report on his grandson's season: "Robby Hoyt's Peewee hockey team went 43-3-1 this season, won 5 tournaments, on their way to the State Tournament, which they won in three games this past weekend. I was there to behold. It was the state tournament I never played in and never won…but it may have been more appreciated at this age. In case you have never known the grandfather of a State Champion, you do now."  And in case ya didn't know it, Robby Hoyt's dad Greg is a Punahou graduate, same class as young Rand Conger… to which we should append here the Bulletin Harris circulated in early April: 

A Brace o' Bob Naegeles (LtoR): III, Jr.

Speaking of Harris, he & Mary have relocated to "senior living" in Chicago. In so doing, he surrendered his Arkie license plates for Veteran plates in Illinois. Pls see:

For contrast, here's a brief update from Jon Sperling, who just may have finally retired from his constant travels to the Middle East for the State Dept: "Nothing much new from this side and continue happy that I'm on the right side of the dirt for the time being. Reason for note is that I'd like Oscar Arslanian's e-mail so I can ask him if he would listen to a CD that my son-in-law made; he has a group that does music totally opaque to me but I think Oscar could give him a good read on if he has a future in that racket or should buy a shovel. If there are privacy/security/etc. reasons why you can't forward it I will fully understand given the parlous times in which we now exist. Hope you are in good health and enjoying good weather. The weather here in DC sucks big time. Cold, damp and mostly gray. I tried to blame Putin but my kids say that won't work."
And, speaking of, um, untoward weather, here's an early April UV report from Rick Husband: "Winter seems to be waning altho we are expecting 2"s of snow tonight.  Most of the ground now bare, still frozen below 2"s but snow only in patches.  Last night it went to 10 degrees, but will warm well above freezing, then rain and then turn to snow.  Bet you miss that as well, right?  
Last night Dr. P[amela] and I attend the Yo-Yo Ma, Silk Road ensemble at the Hop and noticed two things.  First, the main attendees are from Kendal and, second, our class, for once, was not a contributing sponsor.  The event was sold out well in advance and numerous students were in attendance, but most left before the first intermission.  Event started at 7 so where were they going?  Is it cool to be seen walking out during a performance?  Anyway they missed a great performance.  We loved it as did the old folks remaining.  We are very lucky to get such high quality stuff up here.  I'll bet you miss the culture of both the people here and the events, right?
Did your house sell?  If not you could return, right?
WE had a lovely winter.  Lots of snow, cold weather and good books to read and we learned how to stream TV events.  Menu and meal preparation improved and we both are fit as fiddles, for what that's worth.  I continue with my frequent Yoga sessions and am getting almost as "loose" as I was when we used to broad jump so many years ago.  Every now and then I think about sprinting the length of the field outside my front door, but it never gets beyond thinking.  Garden plans all laid out in my mind.  Going to raise some pumpkins this year in addition to the orchard, perennials and tomatoes, hot peppers, cukes, carrots and various forms of onion.  And of course varieties of lettuce to keep us healthy with a steady diet of salads during the summer.  XMARK mower all tuned up, weed whackers at the ready, rototillers sharpened, rakes and leaf blowers neatly stacked and now we need some good warm weather.  Right?
No rain as the water table is already so high it has created a significant mud season on the back roads.
The winter was hard on the bees, having killed all my hives.  Northern NE is no place to winter over bees.  Will get several more hives going shortly to pollinate the gardens and orchard.  Also have been to the Dermatologist, had all sorts of things removed so am ready to go out lay another of squims down.  Right?
Ford is spending his time playing for the Sr Living Centers in the UV.  He is older now than most of those he is playing for but loves it just the same.  The group of '61s you started is now reduced to meeting at a Vegan place, Thyme, in WRJ monthly, with it mostly being woman of the class who attend.  Started out with the woman at a separate table, but then integration took place.  Seems the women enjoy the company of men and want equal table rights in return for driving their husbands, our classmates, to and from Thyme.  Its just not fair.   And so it goes.  We miss you, big guy."

Someone who doth not intend to stay put is John Damon: "Heya, Harris…! Fortunately, as I experience this first year as a widower and navigating first-year "holes in the calendar" without Cathy, mine was--- our son came down from their home in Hollis, NH, to me here on the Cape this time, bringing the entire feast along with my 2 grandsons (just 13 and almost 10)... It was just wonderful, and we all felt their "Drammie's" almost-physical as well as her spiritual presence... Even now, contrary to what I was expecting for this particular "hole," I'm warmed and comforted by the day's experience with a sharing family--- and feel so blessed...
Anyway--- I have a project I need your help with, the initial preparations in particular... Which is:
I need a sorted list of West Coast classmates' names, and importantly, their contact info and addresses... I need to determine the practicalities and possibilities for my making a necessarily small number of selected "doorbell visits" (possibly overnight if so invited) during a road trip for the purpose in late May, starting in Seattle and ending in southern CA--- and need to be efficient in my follow-ups once I have such information--- especially email and GPS addresses in WA, OR and CA…  Example: by just asking him last week, I learned that the Olson's (Byron & Judy) will have left their CA ranch by then for home in MT... So scratch one hoped-for doorbell visit...  😪 
Can you help...? Have you any suggestions...? Of course, our 50th reunion book has some of that info, but much may be dated (as with folks moving to be near children)...
Would it be easy--- and naturally, convenient--- for you to assemble such sorted info for me...?
I'd be ever so grateful---because of somewhat imminent travel plans, I need to get on this project without further procrastinating delays...!
You're a prince, Harris--- regardless...!
After a couple more weeks of alternating snow-rain days here in S. New England--- we see a beautiful spring ahead of us... But being NE, that may change quickly...
P.S.--- BTW, my travel plans leading up to the doorbell trip include a 3rd week in May tall-ship development cruise around Tahiti aboard SEA Education Ass'n's SSV Robert F. Seamans (check out SEA.EDU)--- doing so in company of (as you know) another recent '61 widower, our classmate Jim Gilchrist in Seattle... All following a bullet-list week later this month in Amsterdam...  I've always admired the Dutch masters, and would have preferred to join a coincident Dartmouth Travel immersion-learning tour featuring one of our peerless Hanover art-history profs…" [we then mentioned to John that his odyssey may be the basis for a log to be published in WWW, should he care to journal his travels—and not to forget that Lake Oswego, OR should be on his itinerary]
"Wouldn't believe I was going to be contacting YOU on my doorbell tour along the coastal road as well...! Wherein, between naps on your sofa and sips of whatever, we could engage in serious discussion especially suitable for us OFs... Yah...? Is there anybuddy '61 in your area to include...? As a 2-footer D alum (a foot in 2 classes) there are a goodly number of classmates I never really got to know very well, if at all--- and I'm sure when they hear from or about me they'll justifiably ask themselves "Who dat?"... 
But at this end of life's paddle, and after the loss of a soulmate, this project will be both doing strategic battle with grief and maybe cheering someone else along with myself... Anyway, even if deluding myself with visions of visiting hundreds and making/renewing '61 friendships, even snagging an overnight with only a few of them will make my effort to reach out to them feel justified--- and I flatter myself to add, perhaps for my hosts as well as for myself...?
P.S.--- I'd hoped, but it turns out my time will be too short to stop in HI en route stateside from PPT--- to hit another of my bullet-list items while passing through: the Arizona memorial... 
Being a navy right (left?)-coastie serving exclusively in the Atlantic Fleet way back in the 60s, I never managed to get there... Overflew it a number of times, but never got to the Arizona... You might have thoughts about making such a trip--- something other than a "wave-at" stopover... Too bad my elderly distant HI Damon relation (and your admitted mentor) is no longer there to receive callers...
Get the ice out--- and change the bedsheets--- I'm a comin'…!!"
Since we're in tour mode, here's a fine photo Jim McElhinney sent while on a Dartmouth cruise in Europe:

LtoR: Rand Stowell, Jr '64, Susan Stowell, Dr. Mc, Pat Mc
Jim: "We had a great trip and enjoyed the Stowells. I knew when I first saw Rand who he was. Family resemblance is great. He also sounds like Power. He said John is doing well.  We're getting to be a bunch of old geezers. 
I guess that is better than not being a geezer any more.  
This picture is on a river in Belgium.  the weather was great.  Susan who calls you 'congaroo' is a ball of fire. She is always moving; we enjoyed her company. Good people."
Good ol' yuma circulating around the internet, to wit: 

"Do you remember that stuff they used to put in our coffee and tea during the war, to make us not think about women?"
"I think you mean saltpeter!"
"Yep, that's the stuff… I think it's beginning to work!!"

Which harks up memories of Thayer Hall, thus this exchange with retired 1960 Newsletter Editor Denny Goodman:

DG: "Thanks for the reminder.  I'm sticking with bagels."
tc: "But tough to beat memories of Thayer matzoh spread w/peanut butter . . ."
DG: "I have repressed every memory I ever had of Thayer, and definitely of any matzoh spread with peanut butter."
tc: "Hey - I didn't even know what it was; finally figured it was just kinda tasteless soda crackers, and the p-nut butter was right there in those little paper cups, soooo . . .
But remember the "iron cow" milk dispensers?  And every type of Hood Dairy ice cream one could imagine - and then some?   And mystery meat…?"
DG: "I exaggerated; I remember mystery meat.  Who doesn't?"
tc: "I suspect lamb. You?"
DG: "Not a clue.  Whatever was cheapest I suppose."
[Where have you gone, Miss Gill, so long ago: we ancients turn our hungry eyes to you…]

Bartlet Tower Society (BTS) Co-Chair Red Facher reports our class is now up to 64 members of the Bartlet Tower Society, 2nd high of all Dartmouth Classes. Contact Red or Dave Armstrong to see how you can become a member. This is a great program. Doesn't take any contribution now--only when you are gone and won't miss it.

Dartmouth College Fund. Co-Head Agent Harris McKee notes that we are making great progress. Gifts and Pledges have exceeded our dollar goal but we need more gifts to reach our 75% participation goal. We are one of only two classes with a 75% goal. If you haven't contributed yet, click on How-to-Give for all the ways you can contribute. Mailed contributions must be postmarked by June 30.

Green Cards (still valid, still welcome): Tony Horan - "I was thrilled by the quotation from Sophocles's Oedipus at Colonus. I am reading now the first translation by a woman of Homer's Odysseus. Recommended for all '61s including the wives & S.O.s. 
I presented a Poster at the 29th annual International Prostate Cancer  Update at Beaver Creek, CO entitled "The History of Cryo-immuno Therapy for Prostate Cancer." Marcie & I had an outstanding cross-country ski trip on their x-country track at 15 degrees F /20mph wind. Very New Hampshire winter.  I have submitted a painting to the Century Club of NYC amateur artist show. It depicts my self portrait at 15,000 feet in the tent on the 3rd day of an 11-day storm. In the background are Michel Zaleski '68 and Paul Kruger '68. In the foreground are bomb craters I saw when leaving 'Nam; connecting the two images is a letter from USAF reassigning me to 'Nam in summer '67."
Ray Thompson <raysthompson@yahoo.com> simply advises his new address in Rancho Cordova, CA.

That ought to do it for now. We leave with this closing thought: "The more sand that has escaped from the hourglass of our life, the clearer we should see through it." 
(Jean Paul Richter, [1763-1825] writer)
Or maybe an engineering analysis from Webmaster/Senior Class Prez/DCF Co-Head Agent/Valedictorian [what?! — only one…?] Harris Bonar McKee, PhD: "I'm not sure that Richter's comment appreciates the optics of an hourglass. The curvature is given to distortion in the first place. In the second, as the sand flows out, the part of the glass that is not obscured by sand has a sharper bend and probably greater distortion.
So as the sand flows out, we may see into more of the hourglass but as to seeing more clearly through the glass, I have my doubts!"
Yeah, well… Time's a-wastin', gents!

Aloha, 
tc

College Flag Flies Half-mast to Honor Diane Kittredge's Passing. (by Al Rozycki)

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Aloha, 
tc