In Memoriam

June 16, 2022, in Honolulu, Hawaii, from cancer.

Honor Award by the Nepal literary organization Nepal Sahitya in recognition of his lifetime commitment to Nepali language and literature. His scholarly work in Nepal led to many invitations, collaborations, and extended visits with colleagues at the Centre national de la recherche scientifique in Paris, where all his recordings of shamanic recitals are archived.

Having proved to be a constant antagonist to his teachers, Gregory graduated from high school in Idaho Falls on the condition that he not attend classes. In 1969, he began at Reed, where he met many an intellectual match and made lifelong friends, including Prof. Joe Roberts [math 1952–2014]. Gregory fondly recalled drinking the products of Roberts’s home brewery.

Gregory took a year off from Reed to study the art of hand lettering at Trinity College, Dublin. Copying from the Book of Kells , he calligraphed Joe Robert’s 375-page textbook Elementary Number Theory as well as his own thesis. He enjoyed running the Reed film club with showings in the chapel, evenings of dumpster diving, working summers in National Forest Service watchtowers, and trips to the Oregon coast. He wrote his thesis, “A Categorical Topiary,” advised by Prof. John Leadley [math 1956–93], and from Reed he took with him a profound love for poetry, correct punctuation, and a well-drawn line.

At the urging of other Reedies, who awakened in him a fascination for Nepal, he joined the Peace Corps after graduation. He spent seven years there, first teaching mathematics to high school students in the extremely rural and destitute district of Jajarkot in western Nepal, and then collecting oral shamanic texts as part of a burgeoning ethnographic interest in traditional cultures that he witnessed disappearing throughout the ’70s and ’80s. These collected texts became the material both for his PhD at the University of Hawaii in anthropology, which was published as his first book, The Rulings of the Night: An Ethnography of Nepalese Shaman Oral Texts (University of Wisconsin Press, 1995), and for two volumes of transcripts with meticulous, rhythmic translations: Nepalese Shaman Oral Texts I (Harvard University Press, 1999) and

Nepalese Shaman Oral Texts II: Texts of the Bhuji Valley (Harvard University Press, 2009). On the recommendation of the Nepal Royal Academy, Gregory’s work on Nepal was honored with the Birendra Pragyalankar by the late king of Nepal, Birendra Bir Bikram Shah Dev, and with a Vidhyadhari, an honorary degree of Sanskritic scholarship, awarded by the late Yogi Naraharinath. In 2016, Gregory was given the National

Later in life, Gregory became a professor of medicine in the Department of Family Medicine and Community Health and the Department of Native Hawaiian Health and, in 2018, director of Global Health and International Medicine at the John A. Burns Medical School of the University of Hawaii. There he was known for his unfailing insistence that health care is a human right, a truth he believed should be at the heart of all medical training. In these years, his research interests expanded to questions of culture and health among native Hawaiians and the population of the Micronesian islands, especially the Marshall Islands, Chuuk, Yap, and Palau, while he also continued his work in Nepal. The love of travel that had initially taken him to Nepal persisted until the very end of his life, taking him throughout the Pacific, Europe, and Asia.

Gregory is remembered by colleagues, students, friends, and family for his extraordinary mind, his capacious reading habits, his generous mentoring, his dedication to social justice in Nepal and in Hawaii, and his everpresent wit and joy. He is survived by his wife, Gertraud Maskarinec, and daughters Malika Maskarinec ’05 and Maya, his sister Karen Maskarinec ’74 , and nephew Luke Gabriel Jilka Maskarinec ’18

Herbert Grose ’74

September 13, 2022, in Portland, Oregon, from complications associated with myotonic dystrophy.

Herbert was born in Boston, Massachusetts, and after attending Stoneham High moved to Bremerton, Washington, where he earned an associate in arts degree from Olympic College. He then enrolled at Multnomah University, where he met and married Louise Nash. Herb earned degrees from Multnomah University and Warner Pacific College, and an MA from Reed.

He taught for Portland Public Schools from 1969 to 1998, mainly at Jefferson High School. His passion was gardening each summer in the lot adjacent to their Northeast Portland home. He is survived by his wife, Louise; son, Michael; and daughter, Michelle Williams.

Robert Allen Wayne ’76

November 28, 2021, in New York City, of pancreatic cancer.

CONTRIBUTED BY TOM RHOADS ’75

Robert was born in Chicago, Illinois, to Leonard Wayne, a decorated World War II combat aviator and CFO/executive for Holiday Inn and other hotels, and Marilyn Wayne, a housewife and greeter in the hospitality industry. At a very early age, Robert showed academic promise and a gift for problem solving, puzzles, and navigation. He received his high school diploma from Chicago’s Loyola Academy and became a National Merit Scholar. He excelled academically, including at languages, algebra, calculus, and physics, but when it came time to declare a major at Reed, he chose theatre with a minor in economics, to the great consternation of his early advisor, Prof. Frederic Rothchild [music 1953–78], and his disappointed father.

Robert flourished at Reed. He immersed himself in the arts, took piano lessons with Fred, studied dance with Prof. Judith Massee [1968–98], and relished the many roles he took on in Reed theatrical productions, often alongside Loraine Shields ’74, and in On the Verge, a play written by Eric Overmyer ’73. Initially unsure of himself and ungainly, Robert transformed himself from a nerd to a prince; he came out, fell in love, and formed many lifelong friendships, including with Loraine Shields, Cathy Altman ’78, Rube Warren ’75, Robert Cormier ’75, Rahoul Contractor, Tom Rhoads ’75, Judy Levitow ’74, and Cecilia Roque ’75 He wrote his thesis, “The Process of Directing Musset’s The Candlestick ,” advised by Prof. Larry Oliver [theatre 1972–77].

The financial support Robert received from home wavered—perhaps as a reaction to his major—and he took on part-time jobs while attending Reed, most notably at Harry and Mary Okamoto’s fruit stand on Holgate, where he stocked shelves. During the summers, he worked as a night auditor at various Holiday Inns in San Francisco, Honolulu, and Boston. Working the odd jobs, it took him an extra year to graduate from Reed. He then moved to New York City, where he lived with his Reed friend Cathy Altman until he took occupancy of a rent-stabilized apartment on Bank Street. That became his home for 44 years, with the exception of the four years he lived in Palm Springs, California.

Buoyed by his love of theatre and success at Reed, Robert began auditioning for roles, studied with Stella Adler, acted in several soap operas, and was a body double for actor Gary Oldman. He supported himself by working in nightclubs, catering, doing odd jobs, as a switchboard operator at the Middletown Hotel, and as a waiter at several upscale French restaurants. It was a heady time and there was a great sense of freedom. Robert fell in love again, this time with Scott Sherman, with whom he lived for a while and spent summers on Fire Island. He traveled to France and immersed himself in the culture there.

The AIDS epidemic had yet to fully emerge, but by the mid to late-’80s there were signs that gay men were beginning to mysteriously get sick and die. Robert Cormier, who had been Robert’s lover at Reed and had moved to New York a year before Robert, became sick and hung on for several years, during which time Robert attended to him and his roommate, Jerry. Robert Cormier died in November 1989.

Finding sustained success in the New York City theatre world proved difficult, and it was with dawning recognition that Robert decided to switch gears. He applied to the Yale School of Management, specializing in the arts. His long-dormant financial/quantitative skills were reawakened, and Robert moved to New Haven during the week to attend classes. Much older than his fellow classmates, Robert nonetheless excelled in the program, and he graduated in 1993 with a master’s in private and public management. His immersion in the arts at Reed along with his master’s degree from Yale allowed him to marry his love for art and culture with an innate talent for quantitative problem-solving—paving the way for a succession of increasingly more responsible financial/ management jobs in the nonprofit arts arena.

He worked as company manager for the Trisha Brown Dance Company right out of Yale, and then ascended to the role of chief financial officer at various institutions, including the New York Theatre Workshop, the College Art Association, and the Palm Springs Art Museum; he was CFO and COO at the Astoria Museum of the Moving Image. Robert found time to get another master’s degree, one in nonprofit accounting from Baruch College, where he graduated at the top of his class; and while in Palm Springs he completed his CPA license, passing all four tests on his first try.

During the four-year period that Robert worked for the Palm Springs Art Museum, he was given the use of the Frey House II, a modernist masterpiece owned by the museum. And, nearby, his good friend Barbara Howard, from New York Theatre Workshop days, owned Casablanca, built by her father Jack Warner, where Robert and his father, along with Robert’s beloved dog, Roxie, were frequent visitors. By this time, Robert and his father had long since reconciled. Leonard was living in Las Vegas, and he took great pride in Robert’s many accomplishments.

Robert’s gamble of getting a management degree at Yale later in life had given him another avenue for working in the arts, this time behind the scenes but always in the company of creative people. Just as he had established strong bonds with the board and artistic staff at the New York Theatre Workshop, Robert likewise made himself invaluable in Palm Springs while spending quality time with his aging father.

A kind, self-effacing, and compassionate friend, Robert wore his incredible intellect lightly. He was easy to be with—shyness masked a giddy affability and innate kindness— and he sympathized with the plight of those in crisis or who were less fortunate. His love knew no bounds for his beloved dogs, Lucy and Roxie.

When Leonard passed away in 2012 at the age of 92, Robert vowed to return to New York. He worked brief stints at the Astoria Museum of the Moving Image in Queens and at MoMA/ PS1, but in 2016 decided to retire and enjoy his life. He took on a number of volunteer assignments: with God’s Love We Deliver and Alcoholics Anonymous (AA), he traveled widely and helped support and care for his aging mother, who passed away at the age of 98 in September 2020. He took classes at Tibet House and Menla and began meditating.

One of the joys of his retirement years was his involvement with the Yale alumni association in New York City, where he joined a class on religion and enrolled in an ongoing poetrywriting workshop. Though he only very briefly had time to find his voice before getting very sick, Robert penned this poem near the end of his life:

It’s cooler here than in the city. The breeze blows more freely

Tracked by swaying branches and rainbow flags on poles.

A sandbar

To the south is the ocean, to the north the bay

Different kinds of water

One crashing and ebbing and flowing

The other lapping.

For all its non-cityness, the population is rather dense.

Birds’ melodies eclipsed by 70’s disco music and raucous chatter.

One can always take a walk. The world expands very quickly

On the boardwalk to the beach

The horizon, shimmering and vast – eternity!

Oops, interrupted by glistening, prancing, posing bodies.

Each with its own cadence

Seemingly unself-conscious, but definitely self-aware

I pass unnoticed and walk on towards the sun on the sea.

Constance Eleanor Austin ’77

October 17, 2022, in Dover, Massachusetts, from complications related to Parkinson’s disease.

Connie was born in Alabama, where her father was stationed in the army. The family moved to Weston, Massachusetts, and then to Brookline, where Connie attended Heath Elementary School and Winsor School.

From an early age Connie was drawn to other cultures. At 13, she traveled by herself to Greece to spend the summer with the family of a friend. In her junior year of high school, she lived and studied in Chamonix, France, with hosts who spoke no English. After high school, she attended Reed for two years before moving to Europe, first to France, where she traveled with friends, and then to Florence, Italy, where she studied language and art history. She returned to the States, where she got a bachelor’s degree in Renaissance literature and studies at Wellesley College.

After six months of law school, Connie was sure she didn’t want to write contracts and resolve disputes for the rest of her life. Instead, she went to work in the medical field, eventually as the coroner at Beth Israel Hospital in Boston for a number of years.

Later in life, she started and managed a highly successful catering business, which allowed her more opportunities to travel extensively. She was a gifted athlete, excelling at any sport she tried, read constantly in four languages, delighted in exploring ideas with others, and was always ready to discuss big topics, ranging from the scientific to the metaphysical. She rode horses and motorcycles, painted and sculpted, and adored animals. Connie is survived by her husband, Peter Mercer, and four brothers, James Austin Jr., Harry Austin, Bayard Austin, and Bryan Austin.

August 2021, in Palm Desert, California.

Born in Oslo, Norway, where his father had a position with the U.S. Air Force, Niall was raised in Fairbanks, Alaska, 100 miles south of the Arctic Circle. At Reed, he wrote his thesis, “Cognitive Dissonance Theory and Apocalyptic Literature: Passion, Intrigue and the Lust for Explanation,” advised by Prof. Dennis McCann [religion 1976–80].

Niall received a master’s degree in ancient Near Eastern literature and languages from the University of Chicago, which, as he said, led directly to a career in software development, beginning as a quality assurance lead in 1985. While he knew nothing about the discipline at the time, neither did anyone else. Largely selftaught, he worked in the fields of file conversion, natural language processing, statistics, cybersecurity, fraud analysis for the mortgage industry, artificial intelligence/data science, fintech, and software quality assurance.

After 20 years in Chicago and 18 in Los Angeles, Niall moved to Palm Desert, where he worked as a consultant. He spoke many languages, including Russian and German; loved literature, especially Russian literature; and wrote short stories he hoped to have published.

“I didn’t know him at Reed,” Bruce Weiss ’80 said, “but he was the life of the party among his Facebook friends.”

Niall is survived by his brother, Sean Lynch, and his sister, Leslie Lynch.

Brian Nicholson ’85

February 23, 2022, in Missoula, Montana, from pancreatic cancer.

CONTRIBUTED BY SCOTT M. YOUNGSTEDT ’85

Brian was born in Fort Meade, Maryland, in 1963, and lived abroad for eight of his first 11 years in Lagos, Nigeria; Bogota, Colombia; and Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. He returned to the U.S. with his parents and three siblings and graduated from Walt Whitman High School in Bethesda, Maryland, in 1981. Brian majored in economics at Reed, where his thesis, “Interregional Disparity in Brazil,” was advised by Prof. George Hay [economics 1956–83].

Brian lived with his sweetheart, Anne Mattocks, during his last two years at Reed. They married in Rockville, Maryland, in the summer of 1985. Not long after, they served as Peace Corps volunteers in Tunisia, where they learned Arabic and taught beekeeping to rural farmers. After the Peace Corps, Brian and Anne settled in Rockville, where they lovingly reared three children who have become wonderful adults. Brian made a living in Maryland with his own house-painting business. In recent years, his work increasingly included construction and remodeling projects—he knew how to build a house from the ground up. Brian earned a master’s degree in education from Johns Hopkins University, but decided that he enjoyed the freedom of owning his own business too much to pursue teaching.

I met him during the first meeting of our Hum 110 course and later that day in the sports center, and we instantly became very close friends. That never changed. There was just something about Brian. Our mutual friend, Steve Halpern ’85, fondly reminisced, “Brian lived across the hall from me as dorm mates, so I met him from day one. He seemed more focused, thoughtful, and aware of the things that mattered than most of us.” I share Steve’s perspective. Brian and I spent the fall break of our freshman year backpacking in the Cascades, which involved grueling hikes and flagging down a Greyhound bus on a mountain highway. His remarkable social skills can be attributed to his parents and his early years in West Africa and South America. Brian was comfortable with all sorts of people, regardless of ethnicity, age, wealth, or education. He made people happy. When he entered a room, a party ensued. And he made people think. Throughout his life, Brian read widely in politics, economics, and history. He was always ready for debate, and he knew how to disabuse friendly rivals of their ill-conceived positions.

Brian loved hiking and backpacking in the Rocky Mountains. Most summers he traveled west to Placid Lake, Montana, to share good times and a love for the outdoors with family and friends at his family’s cabin. His work kept him lean and fit. In recent years, we enjoyed several backpacking trips into wilderness areas in Wyoming and Montana, and Brian seemed as strong and agile as the day we met. He also enjoyed relaxing on beaches of the East Coast, the Caribbean, and Hawaii.

Brian had to cancel our backpacking trip in the summer of 2020 after he was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer. I visited him four times after that for a total of six weeks, and I will always cherish those times. He remained hopeful and fought hard with incredible dignity and grace. After a surgery in the spring of 2021 that was deemed successful, Brian decided to permanently relocate to Missoula, Montana. He had been thinking about this for years, especially because his parents were there, and all of his children and grandchildren moved there in recent years. Shortly after his arrival in Missoula, the cancer returned and rapidly metastasized. However, Brian retained his sense of humor and love of life. We managed two last car camping trips and shared more laughter and political debate.

Brian died in his parents’ home while comforted by family. He was one of a kind and lived a good life on his own terms. He is survived by his wife, Anne; his mother, Colleen Nicholson; his children, Aubry, Aaron, and Nick; and his siblings, Sean, Bruce, and Shelley.

Sarah Pliner ’94

October 4, 2022, in Portland, in a bicycle collision. Sarah moved from New York City to attend Reed, but dropped out and began working in restaurants. She landed a job in the kitchen of the Heathman Hotel—her first big opportunity in the world of fine dining—and then moved on to Giorgio’s. Returning to New York, she began making a name for herself at Michelin-starred restaurants like Aquavit and Aldea. One person Sarah had worked with was Jasper Shen. They reconnected after a period of time and discovered that they were both ready to leave New York. Forming a triumvirate with Shen’s wife, pastry chef Kat Whitehead, they moved to Portland and opened Aviary in 2011. Sarah described the new restaurant’s cuisine as modern French technique with global flavors. The restaurant was housed in a building that burned down five months after Aviary opened, having been set afire by stray Fourth of July fireworks. It reopened 10 months later on Northeast Alberta Street and was named Restaurant of the Year by Willamette Week, putting Sarah on the map. People swooned over such dishes as foie gras bao, crispy pig ears, and cardamom pudding. A review in Conde Nast Traveler deemed Aviary’s food “inventive,” and said, “You’ll enjoy cocktails on the patio and a meal that’ll quietly knock your socks off.”

A server at Aviary, Lauren Hill, was gobsmacked at the innovative and beautiful creations Sarah turned out in the kitchen, with ingredients like monkfish, duck tongue, and chicken skins. “I never worked somewhere where I’d seen so many people cry, you know— tear up because the dish tasted so good.”

Suzy Hoke, a family friend, had avoided eating fungi her entire life. But Sarah insisted she sample them in a dish she created with hen of the woods mushrooms. “I tried to back out of trying them, but she was persistent to the point that I took the tiniest bite and prepared to wash it down with a large glass of water. It was one of the most delicious things I’ve ever tasted.”

Aviary closed in 2020 during the pandemic. Sarah became the chef at Fullerton Wines, creating seasonal, bimonthly pairing dinners at their wine bar in northwest Portland, cooking at the Greek-inspired Bluto’s on Southeast Belmont Street, and planning to open her own new restaurant. She was bicycling to work at Bluto’s when she was hit by a truck near the intersection of Southeast 26th Avenue and Powell Boulevard. Sarah is survived by her mother, Susan; father, Elliot; stepmother, Judy; and older sister, Jessica.

September 24, 2022, in Vancouver, British Columbia, took his own life as a consequence of long-term depression.

Jeremy grew up in the small coastal town of Angleton, Texas, the son of a preacher and a stayat-home mom. The family lived on the margins of the poverty line; Jeremy’s father was often between jobs, and his mother was mentally ill and could not work. This experience formed his lifelong dedication to social justice, working with marginalized communities, and his passionate work in community economic development.

In high school, Jeremy distinguished himself on the speech and debate team, and counted himself a member of almost every social circle at school. When he was 15, his parents passed away, and Jeremy became a ward of the State of Texas. When he graduated, he was voted “most likely to live very, very far away.”

He earned a bachelor’s degree in anthropology at Reed, where he wrote his thesis, “The Fall of the Cassowary: Ethnicity, Morality, and Anthropological Understanding in West New Britain,” advised by Prof. Gail Kelly ’55 [anthropology 1960–2000]. He was a student senator for two terms, started an organization that held raves on campus, played rugby, scrounged at commons, and proudly lived at the Red Door.

“After Reed, I used my social science degree to get a job in the dot-com boom,” Jeremy said. “Realizing that I hated corporate life, I dropped out and started working at a nonprofit helping small entrepreneurs. This led to volunteering with the Peace Corps in Mongolia, underwriting microfinance loans in New York, and leading small business recovery with commercial fishermen in Louisiana after Hurricane Katrina.”

As a Peace Corps volunteer in Mongolia, he developed a love for travel and mountain landscapes. Jeremy saved up $10,000 by working the box office at a Frank Sinatra tribute theatre in Chicago and then traveled overland for six months, from Istanbul, through the Middle East, Central Asia, all the “Stans,” and eventually to China. He then completed a master’s degree in public administration from the Wagner School at New York University.

While working as a senior financial analyst with the nonprofit organization Seedco Financial (now TruFund), he came to New Orleans for two years after Hurricane Katrina; his work there included designing and managing small business recovery programs. He comanaged a $20 million grant and loan program following the hurricane, and developed the Southeast Louisiana Fisheries Assistance Center, a firstof-its-kind initiative that provides ongoing financial and technical assistance to commercial fishers.

Jeremy worked and volunteered with many Vancouver organizations, including Ecotrust Canada, EMBERS, LOCO BC, the City of Vancouver, and Building Opportunities with Business. He was the director of the community economic development program at Simon Fraser University and taught at the University of British Columbia and Tulane University.

Jeremy loved traveling to small towns in British Columbia to work with locals and develop economic recovery initiatives. He started a consultancy firm, Recovery and Relief Services, Inc., which worked with local governments to prepare and respond to economic shocks following disasters. Every year he returned to New Orleans to work with his friends in the Vietnamese fishing community.

Jeremy was a founding board member for the nonprofit Coastal Communities Consulting, which aids in recovery efforts following disasters such as the BP oil spill. His most recent employment was with the B.C. provincial government department of emergency management.

In June of 2022, with the help of a Vanier Scholarship, he reached his lifelong goal of earning a PhD in community and regional planning from the University of British Columbia. His dissertation, which examined gentrification in the Central City neighborhood of postKatrina New Orleans, won the H. Peter Oberlander prize for the year’s best thesis.

He was a loving father who crafted and created everything from sewing projects to filming short movies with his daughter, Ellie. A feminist, and a voice for social justice, he often took her to protests for Black Lives Matter, Indigenous and women’s rights, and climate change. An advocate for rural and small businesses, Jeremy understood that the culture of a place was heavily dependent on the local businesses that support a community. A Texas native, he was a fan of BBQ and made the best ribs and brisket north of the border.

Asked what advice he would give Reedies, Jeremy replied, “Don’t worry about linear trajectories. The first or second job you take out of Reed doesn’t set your career path, so don’t put a lot of pressure on yourself to do the right thing. Look for interesting experiences, or employers who care about mentorship. You’ll have to get an advanced degree at some point, so use that as your career reset. In the meantime, just learn about the world outside of academia and enjoy your life.”

Jeremy worked hard to overcome his childhood trauma, addiction, and poverty to be a voice for change and goodness. He leaves behind his daughter, Ellie, and his loving coparent, Anne Pearson ’99

October 18, 2022, while hiking near Rodeo Lagoon in Marin County, California, from an apparent heart attack. A beloved Reed professor of ecology in the ’70s, Prof. David DeSante founded the Institute for Bird Populations (IBP) in Petaluma, California. He earned his PhD from Stanford University and held assistant professorships at Stanford and Reed, where he was a young assistant professor of biology. Having been one of the pioneers of modern birding in California, he introduced many of the concepts to young Oregon birders and started a Reed College birding club of enthusiastic Reedies. “He inspired many a bird-watcher in our classes,” said C. Mirth Walker ’79. One of DeSante’s legacies is the “Winter Bird Species Likely to be Found in the Reed College, Crystal Springs Garden and Canyon Area” on the Reed website. In the early ’80s, he returned to California to serve as a biologist at the Point Reyes Bird Observatory.

Founding IBP in 1989, David was its executive director until 2008. The nonprofit corporation studies the causes of bird population decline, and collaborates with individuals, government agencies, and NGOs to assess the effects of land management actions, climate change, and other ecological stressors on bird populations and prescribe practical solutions.

His research interests included population dynamics, winter ecology, biogeography, and migration and navigation. He published more than 80 peer-reviewed papers, monographs, and books, and more than 160 technical reports. He won numerous national conservation awards, including the Partners in Flight Investigator’s Award, Conservationist of the Year from the Western Chapter of the Wildlife Society, the Chandler Robbins Conservation and Education Award from the American Birding Association, and the Lifetime Achievement Award from Partners in Flight.

He died suddenly of an apparent heart attack while hiking near Rodeo Lagoon in Marin County to view a willow warbler that had recently been found.

Rae Galbraith Ballard ’48, Fred Matthies ’49, Katherine Kolesoff Averill ’50, S. James Averill ’51, Allen Davenport Bragdon ’52, Dale W. Jorgenson ’55, John W. Thompson ’55, Jeremy Caughlan ’56, Vivian Tomlinson Williams ’59, Irene Janofsky Hartzell ’60, Charles Pollack ’61, Margaret Strawn Mesirow ’62 MAT ’64, Ron Becker ’64, Charles Frederick (Fred) Rogers ’66, Robert Dietsche ’69, George A. Galati ’70, Neil Talbot Jumonville ’77, Genevieve Head ’83, Anahita Ariana ’93, Rob Fishel ’03