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02/11/2004: "No News"

A while back I got an e-mail message from my class correspondent, asking me to give her some information on my life to put in the back of the alumni magazine. I demurred, but she persisted, and I sent back a three-sentence self-description, and I haven't heard from her since. When i get the magazine, and read the class notes, i get the feeling that people I never knew very well are using the space to try to impress me. Their real friends already know what they've been doing, o they se the soapbox to put a glossier version of their lives before the rest of us, who know the name, but can't place the person. My life doesn't slick up that well, and those days seem very remote now. I forgot to mention that I see John Pearson '82 now and then. Go, Camels!