From the January / February 2004 Issue

Elaine Seaman Toombs (see Bernie Bell ’42).

From the September / October 2002 Issue

Byron Waterman (see Hank Vandersip '56).

From the July / August 2002 Issue

Walter L. Kelley Jr. (see Clay Howland '88).

From the November / December 2000 Issue

Class president Miles Sydney, of Pawtucket, R.I., writes: “In the September/October BAM I reported a successful hip replacement that allowed me to stride comfortably down College Hill in the Commencement procession. The operation was performed by Dr. Richard Limbird, but he appeared in my previous class note as a Dr. Lombard. Had a strange surgeon actually shown up as a substitute for Dr. Limbird I would have been one very nervous patient awaiting the anasthesia!”

From the September / October 2000 Issue

Class president Miles Sydney, of Pawtucket, R.I., writes: "I was delighted when my granddaughter, Sarah ’00, was admitted to Brown. I looked forward to the happy event when three generations of Sydneys would march together in her Commencement procession. The four years passed very quickly, but unfortunately, as that period was ending, I had slowed to a virtual stop with a painful limp. There was no way I was going to manage it on foot through the Van Wickle Gates and down the hill to the church. A fellow bike rider suggested I talk to Richard Lombard, a member of the Brown medical-school faculty, a bicycle rider, and an orthopaedic surgeon. Richard looked me over, heard my sad story, and assured me that if he could schedule the operation for the next week, he would have me up and walking by Commencement with a new right hip. And so it was: Sarah; her father, David ’68; and Grandpa Miles made it through the gates and down the hill, happily, on time, and on foot.

"Also marching with the class of ’32 were Byron Waterman, Paul Mackesey, Sidney Goldstein, and Stewart Essex. Earlier that weekend, at a class meeting held at the Brown Bear Buffet, all present voted to contribute our fund in the class treasury to the Brown Athletic Association."

Annette Burnham, widow of Lyndon Burnham, writes: "I enjoy the BAM greatly. The articles are superb. I read most of them after I peruse the obits. If my husband had lived, he would be 90 years of age and would have three great-great grandchildren, as, of course, have I. Our son, Bob ’56, lives in Nantucket, Mass. He is a whiz at all phases of computers. Our son, John ’63, is leaving Richmond, Va., for an intriguing offer in San Antonio, Tex."

From the May / June 1999 Issue

Frederic P. Williams celebrated his ninetieth birthday in October. He writes: "Now aiming for a modest goal _ to reach 2000, having chewed up most of the twentieth century."

From the January / February 1999 Issue

Ruth Reid Carr writes: "Am I the last of the class of '32? I'm the last of my high school, Bancroft '27. I shall be ninety on Feb. 18. I enjoy the magazine. I still get around - walking - and my two daughters are a joy and a great help. They drive me in my '91 Toyota Camry. It's a race between me and my Toyota!"

From the September / October 1998 Issue

Elinor Martin, class secretary, reports that Dorothy Budlong has moved to 75 East St., Providence 02903; (401) 331-8474. Dorothy is class president and was largely responsible for organizing last year's 65th reunion.

From the May / June 1998 Issue

Mildred Pansey Freiberg (see Sarah Freiberg Ellison '80).

Katherine Crawford Millspaugh traveled to San Francisco in October to visit her daughter, Linda Taylor, and Linda's family. "We had a wonderful drive up the coast to Napa,"Katherine writes. Her granddaughter Rebecca has started Freestyle, a computer company in San Francisco, with two friends. Katherine spent Thanksgiving in the Florida Keys with her sonTed and his family. She still enjoys the golf courses and beach in North Myrtle Beach, S.C., where she lives.

Miles Sydney submitted this account of a memorable moment during the 65th reunion: "My classmates and I had passed through the Van Wickle Gates and were standing on either side of the street halfway down the hill. There were just a couple of older classes ahead of us as we waited for the faculty and graduating class to come through. Coming down the middle of the street, a young lady was intently looking from side to side, and then she found us - the guys wearing the '32 logo on their caps. She was either a student or an alumna desiring to find the class whose scholarship fund made her college career possible and to thank its representatives personally. In the brief moments we had to accept her heartfelt gratitude, we learned of her very satisfying career at Brown and her many accomplishments. The band came into sight and sound, followed by the faculty and graduating class, and the personable young lady had to clear out. We hastily squeezed hands in a fond farewell, and I said, `Thank you for looking us up. You made my day.' She took a couple of steps up the hill, turned back, and said, `You fellows made my life.' "

From the May / June 1998 Issue

Mildred Pansey Freiberg (see Sarah Freiberg Ellison '80).

Katherine Crawford Millspaugh traveled to San Francisco in October to visit her daughter, Linda Taylor, and Linda's family. "We had a wonderful drive up the coast to Napa,"Katherine writes. Her granddaughter Rebecca has started Freestyle, a computer company in San Francisco, with two friends. Katherine spent Thanksgiving in the Florida Keys with her sonTed and his family. She still enjoys the golf courses and beach in North Myrtle Beach, S.C., where she lives.

Miles Sydney submitted this account of a memorable moment during the 65th reunion: "My classmates and I had passed through the Van Wickle Gates and were standing on either side of the street halfway down the hill. There were just a couple of older classes ahead of us as we waited for the faculty and graduating class to come through. Coming down the middle of the street, a young lady was intently looking from side to side, and then she found us - the guys wearing the '32 logo on their caps. She was either a student or an alumna desiring to find the class whose scholarship fund made her college career possible and to thank its representatives personally. In the brief moments we had to accept her heartfelt gratitude, we learned of her very satisfying career at Brown and her many accomplishments. The band came into sight and sound, followed by the faculty and graduating class, and the personable young lady had to clear out. We hastily squeezed hands in a fond farewell, and I said, `Thank you for looking us up. You made my day.' She took a couple of steps up the hill, turned back, and said, `You fellows made my life.' "