Note: What leads to happiness? At a session exploring this question at our 45th reunion (2014), we explored a longitudinal study of 268 Ivy grads from the Class of ’38. This article recapitulates and updates those findings. Spoiler alert: it’s all about relationships.
[Editors Note: Originally published on 26 May 2019; This is fifth in a series of re-published Essays from the 50th Reunion ClassBook.] Back again, your whilom class historian here reviews our half-century of adulthood by examining the world and American culture at the milestones of our graduation in 1969, the 25th reunion in 1994, and…
Editor’s Note: As we have room, I’m publishing stuff submitted at my request from reunion attendees. Better late than never?
* Bill Simon
* Bob Levin
* Dave Rosen
* Dick Williams
* Jim Amoss
* John Waldman
* JP Goldsmith
* JP Jordan
* Lorenzo Wallace
[Originally published on 26 May 2019; This is fourth in a series of re-published Essays from the 50th Reunion ClassBook.] Even if most of us weren’t thinking of getting into foreign-policy as we entered Yale in September, 1965, foreign policy would get into us, and the consequences would rattle Yalies not only on campus but also in State, Defense,…
We are still getting caught up on reports from the Reunion. Here are some great candids from Clemmie Engle.
Editor’s Note: President Salovey sent a letter to the Yale community on Sunday May 31, 2020. The full text of the letter is here. Classmates responded with a broad range of reactions.
Fred Morris (JE) sent a letter, reprinted here in full. Anyone else sending a letter to President Salovey can contact us; we’ll add it below and republish this post as “updated.” Comments welcome.
Editor’s Note: Doug shot many pictures and was kind enough to select (and crop!) the headshots and other shots he thought would be of interest.
Why is it that the four years from our arrival at Yale early in September 1965, to our graduation on June 9, 1969, have proven so important to so many of us? Most of us will be seventy-two years old in 2019, the year of our fiftieth reunion. Those four years we spent in college constitute a mere one-eighteenth of our lives. Why so important? Why is it that today you can initiate a conversation with a classmate with whom you may not have spoken in a half-century, and it will be as easy to talk to him as it was when we were undergraduates together?
As I think back fifty years since our graduation from Yale, I’m fortunate to have one significant artifact to help jog my memory. That artifact is a thin, worn, paperback volume on my bookshelf entitled Black Studies in the University: A Symposium edited by my fellow students, Armstead L. Robinson, Craig C. Foster, and Donald…
Editor’s Note: Lee Bachman submitted photos from the Creativity Lab at the Becton Engineering center. Also some general pictures from the reunion.
The Creativity Lab in the Becton Engineering Building is open to any Yale student …
I climbed the 150 or so steps to Harkness Tower’s bell chamber for a reunion weekend recital. I’m a member of the Guild of Carillonneurs advisory board so I’ve gotten to play the bells often over the years, but this time it was special: I played a Bach duet with the Guild’s outgoing chair, Joy…
I’m gonna pre-empt sharing Tom Reed’s reunion photos to share a video I shot of his name tag, It’s an “ambigram” — his name, but watch what happens in this 10 second video!
Editor’s Note: The “Invited Essays” in the ClassBook were released in a blizzard 3 days before the reunion and many people missed them. So, I’m gonna re-release them, one at a time. This one addresses a silent reality of our years .. what it was like to be gay at a pre-Stonewall Yale.
The reunion is over, but this website will go on. What does that mean for you? For the Class? For this website? Answer: The website will morph from a “magazine format” with occasional contributions from classmates to a “community website” with occasional articles of general interest. At inception, your class leaders asked for a website with…
When I graduated from Yale with a BS in Physics, I had absolutely no idea what I was going to do after that. Period. Grad school in physics? Not likely, wasn’t smart enough, didn’t want to teach, not a good job market, etc. So, I got a job as an engineer programming a computer to design acoustic lenses using ray tracing. It was not a bad job: congenial co-workers, definite applications to oceanography, and I could easily make use of computer programming …
Editor’s Note: Bill Newman was one of the reunion co-chairs. For so many classmates who attended our reunion, the event was a beginning for us and even more so a celebration of that beginning. We collectively kicked off a new phase for the Class, one where there are new friends, and we rekindled old relationships. …
