Haverford College

Class of 1968

50th Reunion

Yearbook

Alumni Weekend June 2018

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Carl Grunfeld

25 15th Avenue San Francisco, CA 94118 carl.grunfeld@ucsf.edu

Haverford major: Haverford’s Biology Major provided me with a knowledge and analytic base that was ahead of others in my graduate Medical Scientist Training Program. However, it was the liberal arts courses and particularly the writing that we all did that prepared me for a crucial aspect of science, presenting well. I have spent considerable time training post-doctoral fellows from big and prominent Universities on the art of writing and presentation. Post-graduate education: PhD in Pharmacology 1974 and MD 1975 from the Albert Einstein College of Medicine. The MD, PhD students were quite different from the average medical student and we became po-litically active, something I had not done at Haverford. Residency in Internal Medicine at the Massachusetts General Hospital. Fellowship in Endocrinology at the National Institutes of Health. Lived in Washington and reconnected with Rich and Marti Weston. Professional Life: Joined the faculty of the University of California San Francisco, School of Medicine as Assis-

tant Professor and the affiliated VA Medical Center as a Staff Physician in 1980. Struggled

through five years of mostly failure in diabetes research. Almost left for industry. Then got a

chance to work on the newly discovered hormones of the immune system (cytokines) study-

ing how they regulated metabolism leading to more than 30 years of work that I have loved.

My career involves both basic science and clinical research. By studying the molecular mech-

anisms of how cytokines regulated metabolism, we were able to overthrow the hypothesis

about how such metabolic changes were harmful; showed the changes protected against in-

fection (gotta love evolution). But we also realized the work had implications for why people

wasted away with AIDS. Overthrew the major hypothesis that wasting was caused by HIV it-

self, showing it was opportunistic infections; our findings made weight loss the signal clini-

cians used to look for simmering infections. Developed modestly effective therapies to re-

verse wasting that received FDA approval for AIDS. Became the physician of record for many

patients dying with AIDS, as they were in a hospice one block from our house. This was a pro-

foundly moving experience during which my patients taught me a lot about life (see section

on personal and family life below). While studying the metabolic disturbances in HIV/AIDS,

realized that while they helped fight infection, they would cause heart disease (people with

genetically bad lipids are protected from infection, but if they live long in modern society,

they get heart disease, gotta love evolution). Went back into the basic science lab and detailed

the molecular mechanisms (“good cholesterol” becomes “bad cholesterol”). Back to the clinic

to show that the changes explained the increased heart disease in HIV and rheumatoid arthri-

tis.

Also, overthrew another theory of what constitutes HIV lipodystrophy (changes in fat seen with the early successful HIV therapies), which mislead physicians and patients. A lot of overthrowing (see reflections on Haverford below). Along the way, became Chief of the Divi-sion of Metabolism and Endocrinology at the VA and more recently Associate Chief of Staff for Research and Development. Now I am spending most of my time mentoring younger sci-entists and building for the future of the Medical Center. Personal and Family Life: I married Miriam Schultz, BMC 1969. She became a school educator and then a museum ed-ucator. Because of her museum role, I got to meet many of the famous photographers of the late 20th century. We had a wonderful marriage (but no kids). In 1992, she developed brain cancer (glioblastoma), which is uniformly fatal. An operation to prolong her life left her vir-tually paralyzed on the left side. Several of my patients who were dying of AIDS had lectured me that I was working too hard and taking too few vacations. So, I learned from them and went part time. I took Miriam on travels including the Brazilian Amazon, Alaska and Africa. During that period and after her death in 1994, many of her Bryn Mawr classmates and my Haverford classmates wrote, called and visited, providing support to us and to me in the darkness that followed. There is a lecture in Miriam’s memory at Bryn Mawr. In 2003, I was fixed up with Gay (a Wellesley Alum; gotta love small, women’s liberal arts colleges) and we married in 2004, making me the stepfather of three kids (and a dog) that I helped her raise. The oldest, Olivia, graduated Haverford in 2010, married her Bryn Mawr girlfriend, graduat-ed medical school and is in a Family Practice residency. Middle daughter Evie failed to join government (she worked for the Clinton campaign) and returned to Stanford for law school. Will graduated from Bowdoin (4 of the 5 us are graduates of small liberal arts colleges), did a year in Mongolia and is looking for work. Gay has become a successful civil rights lawyer. Having caught the exotic travel bug when Miriam was ill, I have taken various members of my family to Kenya, the Galapagos, Russia, Borneo, Swiss Alps, Patagonia, Madagascar, Uganda and Rwanda. I likely went into too much detail on my professional life to show that is has been incredibly fulfilling, but I must admit taking care of Miriam and helping Gay raise three kids and pursue her career has meant more to me than I could possibly express. Family and friends are the true riches in life. Reflections on Haverford: There are many lessons learned from Haverford, but the core values of honesty, open search for the truth and caring about others, have kept me doing what I do as a scientist and a teach-er. Even in science, hype can overwhelm fact, hence the need for rigorous searching for the truth. Those values of honesty, truth and caring are threatened at this time and we need to promote them even more now than when we graduated.

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3910 Lakeview Boulevard Lake Oswego, Oregon 97035

joel.kuntz@comcast.net • 503-706-5939

Joel D. Kuntz

Haverford major: Economics. I did not use this major directly, but I certainly did indirectly. Economics was relevant to the practice of tax law and to being general counsel of an interna-tional business. Good for being an informed citizen too (have you checked the national debt recenty?).

Post-graduate education: JD from Yale Law School; LLM (taxation) from New York Universi-ty Law School

After graduation, got married in June 1968. To Karan Judd, Bryn Mawr ’68. Still married. Headed to New Haven for Yale Law School. Karan studying chemistry in Yale Graduate School. Worked hard. Not much money, but that was OK. Karan had a science fellowship, which supported both of us. Learned lots of law in turbulent times. Demonstrations; tear gas; trial of Bobby Seale in New Haven. Miscarriage; life is very sad sometimes.

Left New Haven in 1971. Saw the West for the first time. Tetons, Olympics, and Yosemite. Reported for duty in Quantico for Marine Corps ground training. (I had joined in January 1967.) Instructors like Ollie North. Got lucky. Ordered to go to the Marine Air Wing in Santa Ana for two years. Son, Matthew, born in 1973. When Nixon resigned in 1974, Karan and I went to the fence by the base runway to watch him get off the plan.

Got out and headed to Portland, Oregon. Big law firm. Stayed there for 20 years. Just worked on income tax law. Hard work; fairly high stress. Daughter, Kristin, born in 1977. Took nine months off to get an LLM in taxaton from NYU in 1980. Raised kids and worked hard. Coached the little kids in soccer. Worked weekends for several years to write a legal treatise with an NYU professor (Federal Income Taxation of S Corporations). Worked week-ends for several more years to write another legal treatise with a GW professor (U.S. Interna-tional Taxation). Climbed some Oregon mountains. Rafted some Oregon white water rivers. Black Labrador retriever.

And then a client asked me to quit the law firm and work for him full time. Karan asked if this was a mid-life crisis; it wasn’t. Complete change in legal work. No more tax work (except keeping my two treatises up to date on the weekends). Mid-size manufacturing company. Plant in Oregon; plant in Newcastle upon Tyne, England. Customers all over the world. Got a passport for the first time. Traveled on business to England, Germany, South Africa, China, Korea, Japan, Indonesia, Singapore, Malaysia, and Brazil. Wide variety of legal work; like go-ing back to law school. Contracts, intellectual property, employment law, environmental, liti-gation. Matthew graduated from Amherst in 1995. Kristin graduated from Haverford in 1999. Two Siberian huskies. Father and mother died; he had graduated from Haverford; she had graduated from Bryn Mawr.

In 2007, I participated in a management buyout of the manufacturing company. LBO (leveraged buyout), meaning lots of debt. And then the recession hit. Survived and then ex-panded. Retired in 2012. Big chocolate Labrador retriever.

And now? I still work on my legal treatises. That is all the work that I want. Love to spend time with two children and three grandchildren. Karan and I just got a Labradoodle puppy.

A reflection on Haverford: I was struck by the tolerance of the views of others. I needed toler-ance then; I try to give it now.

Photography at Haverford: Haverford offered a fine, non-credit course in photography. We learned how to develop and print in a dark room. Since then I have been interested in pho-tography. Printed on this page and the next are six recent pictures.

Machu Picchu

Alaskan Glacier

Penguins- Antarctica

Blue Footed Booby– Galapagos Islands

Eagle in backyard in

Oregon

Cheetah– Tanzania

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Richard Lyon (Rich)

4794 Aspen Lane Bozeman, Montana 59715

richardglyon@att.net • (406) 551-0545 • (406) 551-0430 (mobile)

The present. I m oved to Gallatin County, Montana in February 2012, after 26

years in Dallas, Texas. While I continue to practice law and serve as a mediator and arbitra-

tor, those activities combined are definitely part-time. Most of my working days are spent on

assorted non-profit activities, from zoning work for my local property owners’ association to

backcountry trail maintenance to directorships and facilitation activities for local and nation-

al collaboratives. All a refreshing change from 45+ years of corporate legal practice and very

rewarding. I spend as much time as I can outdoors, fishing, hiking, backpacking, and skiing.

While the outdoor opportunities were the principal reason for my move, I selected Montana

because it’s a place that many people want to visit. If you’re among that group, by all means

stop by. Mac Wilkinson visited last summer - a child lives nearby - and I’m hoping this reun-

ion prep will induce some more. I’m an hour from Yellowstone National Park in case my

cooking isn’t a sufficient inducement.

The future. I’m hoping many more years of the same, though a torn tendon last spring served as a reminder of vulnerability and mortality. That injury ended twenty consecutive summers of backcountry service trips, a week or so in the wilderness working with primitive tools to repair trails, control erosion, remove invasive weeds, even build a bridge. I’m hoping to resume this avocation next summer. Still planning on a bachelor’s cookbook and I have many recipes to share. My sister’s two grandchildren may need help with college. I’d like to do more arbitration and mediation work. After nearly half a century in big business I’m con-vinced that mediated and negotiated settlements are the only way to achieve satisfactory solu-tion of problems involving diverse people’s social and cultural values. From recent work on the future of a local Wilderness Study Area I know that it’s far more difficult doing this with social issues than with a business dispute. That’s the challenge.

View from my living room on an alpenglow morning.

My career. After Haverford I enrolled at Harvard Law School, graduating in 1971. Right after that graduation I entered the rat race, joining a major Wall Street law firm as a litigation associate. Until I moved to Montana I never really left. From Wall Street I went in-house with Ericsson, the Swedish telecom company, which moved from Greenwich, Connecti-cut to a Dallas suburb in 1985. Ericsson took me along. I went back to a law firm in Dallas in 1989, moved to the Dallas office of a California firm 1n 1994 when the Texas firm dissolved, and joined a small firm for a couple of years before wising up and moving West. One of the great things about law is that you can change careers without changing professions. Over the years I’ve handled securities and antitrust litigation. mergers and acquisitions, joint ventures, outsourcings, even patents and trademarks. I’ve enjoyed the mix of the intellectual and the practical.

Haverford has always been a big part of my life. I consider the two years that I spent at the College the most formative of my life. I learned to respect others, even those with views I de-tested, and to listen carefully to everyone. Tolerance and respect, the secrets to an enlightened life.

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Other information about me: just Google my name

But things you may not know: My son Will was a Haverford graduate (2011) as well as my Brother in Law, Peter Hales (1972).

Reflections On My Haverford Experience:

“It Was 50 Years Ago Today”

My greatest educational experience at Haverford was the expansion of my musical universe. Yes, I learned physical chemistry from John Cusick and molecular biology from Ariel Loewy and Mel Santer, but that only got me the job I now have.

I came to Haverford in 1964 as a greasy-haired (called ducktail) kid from Queens. My nick-name was “Yankees Fan”. My music was 50s doo wop (The Ronettes, Del Shannon, Richie Va-lens) and its evolution to rock and roll and Motown (especially the Temptations). One of my first friends was Jon Hubbell, a kid from Manhattan (very NOT Queens) who was a folkie (Richard and Mimi Farina, Donovan before he became electric, Pete Seeger…..). While this was a time when rock and roll and folk music were at war, we learned to appreciate the others’ tastes. I was proud to learn that Mimi Farina was Joan Baez’ sister and heard the song about Richard climbing in her window. I grew to like the early Donovan (“green is the color of the sparkling corn, in the morning, when I rise..”). Not long thereafter Dylan went electric and our two worlds merged.

In my junior year (1966-7) I expanded my horizons to jazz with the tutelage of Timmy Acker-man and David Butterworth. I learned to love John Coltrane, Miles Davis, Charles Lloyd. Tim-my taught me to listen to the drummer- Elvin Jones, Tony Williams, and later the rockers Keith Moon and Levon Helm. Timmy confided that Buddy Rich actually practiced with weighted drumsticks to increase his speed.

A group of us would religiously go to the little record store across the Paoli Local tracks to see if a new album had come out. Yes, this was before Spotify, before CDs, even before 8-tracks. Just vinyl. It was a VERY big deal to see what the Stones or Beatles were doing next. We were all entranced by “Sunshine Superman”, Hendrix, and later The Band. And there was a new genre: folk rock. Just what was needed to bring us all together.

James McKerrow (Jim)

jmckerrow@ucsd.edu

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Robert Swift (Bob)

13 Devon Rd Malvern, PA 19355-3011

rswift@kohnswift.com • (215) 238-1700

[Nonconformity is a Haverford tradition, so I depart from the format suggested by the Re-union Committee]

For more than 30 years my driving passion as an attorney has been to develop juris-prudence to enable victims of heinous human rights abuses to recovery compensation. Nothing at Haverford pointed me in this direction. But Haverford taught me the intel-lectual skills I would use and the ambition to be creative.

I came to Haverford in the fall of 1964 as a jock and wannabe scholar. I graduated be-lieving that well educated people could change the world. My first year of law school at New York University energized my idealism. But idealism slipped away when I was draft-ed and departed law school for the Army. While I viewed the Vietnam War as needless, I was loathe to have someone serve in my place who lacked the advantages I received. The mindlessness of Army training followed by the harsh reality of combat in Vietnam made survival a priority. Weapons replaced books. Worse than the heat and humidity was the sleep deprivation. I learned to sleep standing up. I saw villagers ensnared in a war with no end, caught in rural poverty. Bonding with other soldiers of diverse races and creeds taught me people skills.

I returned to law school focused on finishing a degree and launching a career. I worked part time doing research and writing for a professor of labor relations at the Wharton School. While studying for the Pennsylvania Bar Exam, I finalized a treatise on labor law which the University of Pennsylvania published. Two chapters were published as lead articles in law reviews.

In 1973 I began work for the Philadelphia law firm which now bears my name: Kohn, Swift & Graf, P.C. It was a 15-lawyer firm of experienced litigators focused on the then-developing class action field. I cut my teeth doing a variety of commercial litigation.

In litigation, as in life, we cannot always predict the consequences of our actions. In the days following the 1986 People Power Revolution in the Philippines, I traveled to Manila and con-vinced human rights groups there that a case could be brought against the former President in the Philippines. I filed a lawsuit in Hawaii against the deposed President, Ferdinand E. Marcos, on behalf of 10,000 Filipino victims of torture, summary execution and disappear-ance. It was the first human rights class action in world history. The case utilized a little known jurisdictional statute, the Alien Tort Statute, first passed by Congress in 1789. Marcos - and then his wife Imelda - fiercely contested the case and paid well-known litigators $10 million to defend.

There is a monumental difference between alleging and proving human rights violations. My theory of liability was novel since Marcos did not personally commit the abuses. I con-tended that Marcos, as commander-in-chief of the Philippine military, violated his duty of “command responsibility,” a legal doctrine originating in medieval Europe which holds a military commander responsible for the abuses carried out by his soldiers which he knew or should have known about. Evidence of the abuses had to be obtained in the Philippines. The military, largely unchanged since Marcos, was uncooperative. Nonetheless, I obtained evidence from other sources.

Liability was tried separately in a 1992 jury trial in Hawaii. The trial was Nurnberg-like in scope with riveting testimony from victims and expert witnesses. The jury’s finding of liabil-ity was reported around the world. In subsequent phases of the trial, the jury awarded compensatory and punitive damages of almost $2 billion. The federal court of appeals affirmed. I devoted more than 20 years to collecting the judgment, often with vigorous opposition from the governments of the Philippines, United States and Switzerland. Some of the most satisfying moments in my life came distributing compensation to impover-ished and abused Filipino families who were shunned by their own government. An emeri-tus professor from the College, Doug Davis, accompanied me when I made a distribution in 2014. Doug wrote about his experience in the fall 2015 issue of Haverford Magazine.

During World War II, financial abuses were committed against individuals who perished in the Holocaust. The question was whether – 50 years later - litigation could be brought for fi-nancial abuses perpetrated against human rights abuses. In 1996, I filed class action litigation on behalf of Holocaust victims who perished during World War II and whose deposits in Swiss banks were never returned to their families. Two years later I negotiated and signed an historic settlement agreement with major Swiss banks in which they paid compensation of

$1.25 billion to the victims. Shortly thereafter I brought litigation against German and Austri-an corporations, banks and insurance companies on behalf of Holocaust victims, and negoti-ated settlements with those companies and their governments for over $6 billion. The Holo-caust settlements benefitted over 2 million people.

The legal concepts developed in the Marcos and Holocaust litigation established a framework for human rights litigation in the United States, if not the world. I utilized those concepts in litigation against Radovan Karadzic for abuses in Bosnia; against Cuba for terrorism abuses; and in litigation against banks which financed suicide bombings in Israel during the Second Intifada. Today, I am litigating in South Korean courts a massive number of cases against 69 Japanese corporations who used South Koreans for forced labor during World War II.

Litigation - human rights and otherwise - has caused me to travel throughout the United States and the world. I am a member of the bars of 20 state and federal courts, and have twice argued in the United States Supreme Court. Litigation is also controversial. I have been the subject of criminal complaints in the Philippines and Switzerland; a televised contempt hear-ing in the Philippines; a Philippine Senate hearing to declare me persona non grata; and orga-nized protests. I am the subject of numerous diplomatic notes sent by foreign countries to our State Department complaining of my actions. I am a veteran of too many press conferences. Along life’s trail, I lectured at a dozen colleges and law schools.

I am blessed to have shared life with my wife Meredith for 39 years. We have a son and daughter with careers of their own, and three precious grandchildren. I stay in touch with happenings at the College, especially the Center for Peace and Global Citizenship.

I was fortunate to serve on the College’s Board of Managers for a dozen years, and come back occasionally to speak to students. I am a member of the Haverford Friends Meeting. For the past 25 years, my law firm has hired graduating students from Haverford as paralegals.

Competing in intercollegiate tennis at Haverford was a joy. I still play tennis competitively at the club level. More importantly, I encourage youth in the Philadelphia region to develop their minds and bodies through tennis. I served as board chairman for 8 years of Arthur Ashe Youth Tennis and Education, and was instrumental in the construction of that group’s $13 million 7-acre youth tennis facility in Fairmount Park, just across the river from the City Line Avenue Bridge. Thousands of Philadelphia youth play in tennis programs there every year.

During my career, a few awards and peer recognition have come my way which I will not mention here -- with one exception. Tennis Hall of Famer Stan Smith, on behalf of the Inter-collegiate Tennis Association, presented me with that group’s lifetime achievement award at the 2010 U.S. Open in New York, calling me “one of the leading trial lawyers of [my] genera-tion.” Probably not true, but it sounded nice.

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Glenn Swanson

116 Pleasant St. Apartment 423

Easthampton, MA 01027 Swanee64@gmail.com • (413) 374-0056

Haverford Major

History

Post Graduate Education

MA American History, UMass

Career

Teacher for 46 years

Family

Divorced

2 Children:

Persis, 22, Senior at Barnard College, Environmental Science

Calvin, 19, Northwestern University, Musical Theater

They now have a new baby sister, which I am fortunate to be attached to.

Reflections on your Haverford experience

I fully appreciated the Academic experience I had at Haverford, much more in hindsight

than at the time.

Plans for the future

Read, write, travel, and take best advantage of the opportunities which present themselves; active in the 5 College Learning in Retirement program, local bridge club, and Secretary of the Easthampton Democratic Committee.

Timothy Welles (Tim)

230 Goody Hallet Drive Eastham, MA 02642

psychtest@juno.com • 914-409-7632

My life after Haverford has evolved into 3 very different phases over the past 50 years.

PHASE I: ESTABLISHING A CAREER, A MARRIAGE AND A FAMILY

Our class certainly faced an uncertain future as we sat in the Field House that rainy May day in 1968 With my psychology major I had originally planned to at-tend graduate school in college student personnel services (Jim Lyons was a strong influence on my vo-cational aspirations). Well, that never happened. While waiting to be accepted into VISTA (the domes-tic Peace Corps) that summer, I was drafted and left for Ft. Dix in September 1968. I had declared as re-fusing to bear arms

(1-A-O) so was sent to Ft. Sam Houston in San Anto-nio Texas for modified basic training (without weap-ons) and then advanced training as a medic. Despite this training I got lucky and with my typing skills (learned one summer at my mother’s insistence) I spent the rest of my 2 years of service as a clerk in the same location, which allowed me to use my free time driving a taxi in San Antonio.

Before leaving the Army, I married my high school sweetheart Brenda. We then moved to Boston where I got a Master’s in Counselor Education in 9 months. After exhausting all our cash wedding gifts, we had to return to our home state of New Jersey where I continued stud-ying counseling psychology at Rutgers the State University where I received my doctorate in 1976. During that time I worked as a Registrar-Bursar-Financial Aid Officer at a county col-lege, a counselor at Rutgers-Camden, and as Director of Counseling at Drew University in Madison, NJ. Later on I worked in an Employee Assistance Program at AT&T and in Bell-core, in outplacement consulting for 2 firms, several part-time jobs including psychologist at Rahway State Prison, and then returned to academia as Director of Student Counseling at Stevens Institute of Technology in Hoboken NJ. I started a private practice in Morristown NJ in 1982 which I continued until December 2016. I also started Psychological Testing Con-sultants, a home business screening security guards using the MMPI (remember taking that in freshman orientation?) which I am still doing today.

Haverford Graduation (Rich Weston is

behind me)

My daughter Rebecca was born on Christmas Day 1975 and my son Marcus 4 years later in January 1980. Becky graduated from Yale and NYU Medical School and is an infectious disease physician. Mark graduated from Haverford in 2002 and got his MBA at Cornell; he works as a consultant for Price Waterhouse Coopers.

After 30 years of marriage with many ups and downs, I separated from Brenda in February 2001.

PHASE II: A SECOND CHANCE

Separation and divorce takes a tremendous toll on both the parents and their children. When I left my wife, my daughter had to provide a great deal of emotional support to her mother (while a full-time student in medical school), which put a severe strain on our rela-tionship for quite a few years. Meanwhile, thanks to match.com, in late 2002 I met a woman who like me was traveling down the New Jersey Turnpike to see her mother in an assisted living facility 2 miles from my mother’s assisted living facility. For both of us, ending previ-ous marriages and finding much in common was a “second chance.” I left New Jersey and became a New Yorker, living in Port Chester (Westchester County) in the house we bought next door to the house where she lived raising her two daughters. On August 20, 2005 I mar-ried Patricia McDonald, a clinical social worker with a private practice who worked as an ad-ministrator for the Hunter College Employee Assistance Program and then at a similar posi-tion for Weil-Cornell Medical College in New York City.

Pat introduced me to the world of frequent travel by air and cruise ship. Together we have traveled to the Caribbean, Mexico, Europe, the Baltic region, Australia and New Zea-land, and Alaska. We also have timeshares in Hawaii and St. John USVI to which we travel during the cold winters of the Northeast. Pat also introduced me to vacationing on Cape Cod, Massachusetts. We bought our first seasonal cot-tage in Eastham, MA in 2004 while attending a summer mental health conference there together. We gradually spent more and more time on Cape Cod on weekends and summer vacations, kayaking, biking, gardening, and walking with our Yorkshire Terrier Scamp.

Proud father with son Marcus at Haverford

Graduation 2002

Wedding in 2005

Sign outside our Cape Cod home

After leaving Stevens I expanded my private practice to an of-fice in my home in New York and spent 7 years doing psycho-logical testing for early onset Alzheimer’s Disease for a memory-training program. I also became a grandpa to two lively boys who are now 9 and 7 years old.

PHASE III: ACTIVE RETIREMENT

The more time we spent on Cape Cod the clearer it became that we wanted to retire there when the time was right. We decided to downsize from our New York house to a small con-do nearby so we could still be close to our kids in Brooklyn and New Jersey and our friends in Port Chester. We reduced our work to part-time private practices. At the end of 2016 health issues overtook two close friends who were my age, and this served to further my resolve to retire while I still have my health to enjoy the rest of my life with my wife in a beauti-ful place. In July 2017 we closed our private practices and be-came full-time Cape Codders.

We celebrated retirement with a trip/cruise to Alaska. What an amazing place! It is hard to comprehend the vastness of that beautiful wilderness. We hope to travel to many other destinations. Besides continu-ing Psychological Testing Consultants I will be singing as I have been since my Glee Club days. I joined the Cape Cod Surftones, a barbershop chorus, to feed my passion for barbershop singing, and Pat and I are also singing in a 140-member chorale. I am vol-unteering for Habitat for Hu-manity. I have also found that

gardening and landscaping around our yard with my Master Gardener wife is surprisingly satisfying – something I never felt when my father tried to get me to help him in his garden!

REFLECTIONS ON HAVERFORD

I have always felt that the Honor Code was the essence of what made the “Haverford experi-ence” such a positive and lasting experience for me. Very important to me were my faculty and staff mentors: Doug Heath (psychology), Jim Lyons (Dean of Students), Dr. Reese and John Davidson (music). My self-esteem, which had suffered from a difficult adolescence in a small high school in rural New Jersey, was enhanced and stimulated by my participation in high functioning groups: Glee Club, Heinrich Schuetz Singers, tennis team (I was the manager senior year), and senior psychology seminar. But the biggest adrenaline rush – by far – was being co-musical producer (with Jim Davidson) of the Class Night production of Howdy Doody our junior year. And yes! We should have won the prize!!

Daughter Becky with grandsons

Johnny and Tommy

Celebrating retirement

Richard Weston (Rich)

2728 N. Lexington St. Arlington, VA 22207-1437

r2mweston@gmail.com • 703-973-9952 (mobile)

Haverford Major: History

Post-graduate Education:

University of Chicago, M.A., 1971 (American History)

University of Michigan, School of Public Health, Dr.P.H., 1994 (Health Policy)

Family: Martha P. W eston (Marti), spouse

Rachel W. Linnemann, daughter

Michael J. Linnemann, son-in-law

Weston J. Linnemann, grandson

Life Since Haverford

Life since graduating has centered on education, national affairs, and family. In 1974 Marti and I married at our Quaker meeting in Chicago. We had met while folk dancing at a Quaker conference in Ocean Grove, NJ. She too has a master’s degree from the University of Chicago. Marti began teaching at Georgetown Day School in Washington in 1976 and retired in June 2015. In 1981 Rachel was born. Now she is a board-certified pediatric pulmonologist and assis-tant professor of pediatrics at Emory Medical School. Along the way she graduated from Georgetown Day, Brown, and Yale Medical School and was a resident and fellow at Massachu-setts General Hospital. She’s married, living in Atlanta, and has a toddler son. After graduation, I did alternative service as a CO at the settlement house founded by Jane Ad-dams and then worked for the American Friends Service Committee, both in Chicago. In Washington since 1976, for 12 years I worked in the House of Representatives for progressive Democrats and in the Senate for an extinct specie, liberal Republicans, including seven years as legislative director for Haverford’s voice in the Senate, Charles McC. Mathias, Jr. (class of 1944). After that I was a Pew Health Policy Doctoral Fellow at the University of Michigan. My dissertation, “The Legislative Politics of Appropriations for Biomedical Research,” was nomi-nated for the American Political Science Association’s Harold Lasswell Award for “outstanding scholarship in contribution to understanding of substance or process of public policy,” but I didn’t win. For a decade I worked in Washington at the U.S. General Accounting Office in pro-gram evaluation and methodology, doing health services research, writing many reports for Congress, and hitting a professional high point as co-author of an article in the New England Journal of Medicine. Then for the last 15 years I worked in Washington for the Centers for Dis-ease Control and Prevention as a public health advisor in congressional affairs.

In March 2014 I retired. Since May 2015, Marti and I visit Rachel, son-in-law Mike, and Wes once every month for a week. Marti and I also enjoy spending more time at our cottage in Thousand Island Park, NY, on Wellesley Island in the St. Lawrence River between New York and Canada. We enjoy bicycling, especially on rails-to-trails in the Washington metro area, in Atlanta and the Georgia countryside, and on the Canadian side of the St. Lawrence River. At least weekly we visit Marti’s increasingly fragile parents, ages 90 and 94, at a Mennonite retirement community about two hours away from us. I still run several times per week and do some road racing, but now no longer than 5K, though I used to run 10Ks and 10 milers too (the marathon bug never bit me). We’d welcome your visit in Washington or Thousand Island Park! Call or write for details.

You will enjoy reading Marti's reflections on growing older and how reunions offer a win-dow on aging, her thoughts crystallized at my 50th reunion at Western Reserve Academy. Check out "Gazing at Aging Through the Reunion Prism":

http://asourparentsage.net/2014/06/07/gazing-at-aging-through-the-reunion-prism/. (The first reunion she describes was our 10th at Haverford.)

Fifty years ago, Robert Coles spoke at our commencement ceremony in the Alumni Field House. He has said “We should look inward and think about the meaning of our life and its purposes, lest we do it in 20 or 30 years and it’s too late.” That call underlay his message to our class. I think that my classmates’ lives show that they accepted his challenge. I look for-ward to catching up with everyone in the class of 1968!