School-sponsored dinner, then on to the
Common Man, where we talked for several
hours. Our form waits to the very last min-
ute to say good night, perhaps because we
are so socially adequate that it becomes
difficult to call it quits.
Late to bed, early to rise. After an energy
boost of coffee and several of those large
greasy cinnamon-sugared donut holes,
we took up the middle of the parade to
the sound of cheers echoing all around.
Off to the afternoon alumni sporting
events, where a crew of eight of us sliced
through the water with the ease of a youth-
ful stroke rate – I heard coxswain Rod
Giess call out an appropriate starting rate
count of ‘forty’.
Thank you, all: bow, Pam Hudson; 2, Matt
Dallett; 3, Chris Rulon-Miller; 4, Mike
Harlan; 5, Mike French; 6, Jim Rutherfurd;
7, Mike Wert; 8, K.C. King. On the lacrosse
field, former All-American Greg Wheeler
stretched a jersey over his head and pro-
ceeded to post up just outside the opposi-
tion crease. After all the afternoon sweat-
ing and hugs (several of us went to visit
the legendary Cliff and Alina Gillespie),
we attended the reunion dinner at the
McLane Audubon Center. The event went
off without a hitch, despite my concern
for sufficient seating and elbow room as
we stretched the limits of capacity. The
only episode of unraveling was the top
thread of my brand-new fancy Florsheim
tassel loafer. We managed quite nicely
with a cozy and fun group of 102.
By popular vote, we were graced by the
presence of a group of greatest-ever SPS
faculty members, including Rich and Peggy
Davis, Sue Fortier, Bill ’61 and Marcia
Matthews, and Roberta and Rod Tenney,
who all made our evening complete.
After good eats and a few toasts (the
most appreciative of which was given by
Burnie Maybank – “Thank y’all for the free
bar.”) we danced, inspired by the musical
genius of Ben Rice and his Alter Ego band,
who were later accompanied by Tom
Wiggin and Pam Hudson.
At an earlier point in the festivities, our
emotion came to an understandable head
when we sadly honored the eight of us
who have passed on. They are a part of
our family and always will be.
Just two weeks after the reunion, I still
feel the emptiness of missing my family. I
sit here, as well, just shy of five years and
counting to the next!
Ken and Brianna Williams, Mike French, and Olivia and Ed Welbourn
Tom Painchaud and Randy Blossom ’75
LOUIS H. FOISY
Phil Laird, Jeff Randall, Chris Rulon-Miller,
and Jim Rutherfurd
1974 revelers
JANA F. BROWN
LOUIS H. FOISY
Sonia Sistare, Susan Quintana, Art Sistare, and Edward Quintana
LOUIS H. FOISY
LOUIS H. FOISY
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