In horse racing lingo, I finally broke my maiden with my first reunion—my sixty-fifth (The Classes, July/August). Personal problems always popped up at inappropriate times. I am also grateful for the persistence of Bernie Bell ’42, and it’s gratifying to see that the class set a sixty-fifth-reunion record in both participation and donation.
However, the main reason for this short note is to recognize the attendance of Ruth Bugbee Lubrano ’23. I will never forget seeing her seated at the luncheon with the seventieth-reunion group. Could she be the oldest living graduate? She certainly has given me the incentive to attend my seventieth reunion, God willing.
R.P. Cook ’42