How Do I Tell You What My 60th College Reunion Meant To Me?

Middlebury College Vermont – Class of 1958 – 60th Reunion

Middlebury College -that small “cosy” college set in the Green Mountains in Vermont.

In June I attended my 60th Reunion, along with others celebrating their 5th through 70th reunions.  It was Reunion Weekend!  The most thrilling moment was marching in the procession up the hill to Mead Chapel for the Convocation.  “The Strength of the Hills is His Also” – the inscription on the Chapel. Yes I felt inspired to be in that procession behind our  1958 class banner. I was just one of many, but I felt a SPECIAL ONE because I had attended Middlebury.  I was part of a long and worthy tradition.

It’s a different college now from the one I attended.  It has grown almost beyond recognition apart from the fact that the new buildings are still built of gray granite.  Too big I felt and yet upon reflection maybe it has just adapted itself to changes in society and what is called for in 2018, as compared with 1954 when I entered.  At the end of the weekend I felt that the core values remain- they endure.

Summer Botanical Hiking at Occoneechee Mountain

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by Mark Miles

I’ve been quiet on my blog for the past four months. You may have realized this, or it may have escaped your attention. In either case, there is good reason. Since February, I’ve been dealing with a case of severe and prolonged polyneuropathy, which is the presumable symptom of latent multiple sclerosis. As a result, I’ve been far more fatigued and depleted than usual and have had to reduce my activity on this blog in order to focus on regaining my health.

In the interim, I’ve still been hiking and exploring trails in the area. If you’ve read this blog for any length of time, you know that one of my favorite trails is at Occoneechee Mountain in Hillsborough, North Carolina, where there’s an abundance of botanical life that continues to surprise me. On a recent hike, over the last weekend of August, I was able to…

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Life in Alaska – Dear Dad and all – Short Note From Ced – August 28, 1946

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CEDRIC D. GUION

P. O. Box 822

ANCHORAGE, ALASKA

28 Aug. 46

Dear Dad & all:

I now hold and A & E mechanics license, but still not a commercial pilot. I have done a lot of flying tho’, and should have nearly enough hours. Have to find a place to move to by Sunday of this weekend, so am frantically searching for any thing which will suffice. Car is in need of repairs also, and I have to do work on it before then so we can use it to move with, then must cut this very short. Rusty came into Anchorage for a few days – looks fine and I think the Barrow stay did him good. Leonard and Marian send regards. I sent more promises of future and better letters.

Must close now as time and tired feet (?) try on the wild winds.

Oh yes, I…

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Un rare courage devant la maladie

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Cat Daddy and I had a long discussion about the right time to take Louis Catorze to the vet, because investigating the sneezing would require a general anaesthetic and that is not something that we feel should ever be undertaken lightly. 

However, Catorze scared us witless when his usual breathy post-drink wheezing – a bizarre but utterly harmless quirk of his – sounded more like that awful mating fox yelp that sometimes wakes us Londoners in the night. And, when I checked his face again on Tuesday morning, I could see that his right nostril was somehow enlarged and misshapen. We know our cats’ faces like we know our own, don’t we, so we knew then that it was time. 

Cat Daddy took Sa Majesté to the vet that morning and, as luck would have it, he had a sneezing fit in front of her so she was…

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