Scott Dickson ’80 with his children Delaney and Kendall while on vacation in West Virginia
his wife Susan and son Chuck have relocated to the Alanton neighborhood of Virginia Beach and happily found that they are living down the street from Sandra Porter Leon. Ted survived the market meltdown of ’08 along with his clients and is still a Vice President for Investments at Scott & Stringfellow, Inc., albeit in a new office. Arch Brown ’56 and John Gill ’81, his co-workers, are his heroes (at least until the next alumni magazine). Sally Noona’s world is a wonderful constant juggle between
traveling around the globe representing the Cit y of Virginia Beach and marketing it for future meetings and conventions. and enjoying her growing family, Amelie (12), who attends the International Baccalaureate Magnet School Middle Year Program in Virginia Beach and Hanna (10), who is entering fifth grade. Ran Randolph practices corporate and banking law with Kaufman & Canoles, where he serves as Hiring Partner. He and his wife Kristen have three boys: Ranny (14), Christian (9) and Peyton (7), all of whom are Norfolk Academy Bulldogs. He enjoys civic work, particularly his service on the Norfolk Academy Board of Trustees, the Board of ACCESS College Foundation, and the Universit y of North Carolina at Chapel Hill Board of Visitors. His real passion is coaching his boys in lacrosse, which he has done for the past six seasons. He’s finally getting the hang of it! It is made even more fun by coaching with fellow NA alumni Mike Moore ’85, Jeff Stedfast ’79, Jim Standing ’87, and Stock Watson ’86.
Remembering Lynn Barco ’85 By Ian Williams ’85 When I got to Norfolk Academy in 1981, I was the most hopeless dork on earth – terrible skin, idiot glasses, and a haircut that ought to have been illegal. I was amazed at the accents of the students around me and wondered why the guys had girl names. Everyone had known each other since kindergarten, and I was prett y sure I was going to stay friendless and alone until I was 75 years old. Lynn pictured (front) with classmates Hampton Tucker, Kris Koch, Sharon Fine, and Ian Williams at Graduation.
This was not something Lynn Barco was going to allow. She equated nerdiness with potential, and by the second week of school, we started a friendship that spanned three decades. Eventually, we compiled a conglomeration of like-minded NA students trying to get through the early ’80s with our dignit y intact – which wasn’t easy, if you remember the decade. I spent thousands of man-hours with Lynn in the school darkroom, developing pictures to be inserted in the yearbook, carefully making sure that she and I were never represented. Even at 14, we found that kind of thing ostentatious. The darkroom had a cassette player, and there she introduced me to the indie weirdos of the day: Elvis Costello, Joe Jackson, Aztec Camera, Let’s Active. Lynn always had a plan, was always on the way to an event, and you were free to join her if you wanted. She got excited about things, and while she shared our own teenaged, grumpy disregard for Tidewater, she was willing to go on any adventure - musical, philosophical, literary - you had humming.
He also co-owns a boat with Joe Fiveash, the ultimate test of friendship! Ran stays in touch with lots of classmates and NA friends and continues to treasure the many connections to the extended NA family that he has enjoyed since 1968.
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Lawrence A. Bernert, III 926 Jamestown Crescent Norfolk, VA 23508-1433 larry@wstam.com
Chris Hope and his wife Donna took
a Caribbean cruise during the summer of 2009 with their two boys: Walker (6) and Macrae (4). They are living in the Kempsville section of Virginia Beach. The Class of 1981 was well represented in the recent graduating Class of 2009: Kate Heckard, daughter of Thom and Susan Dickinson Heckard; Arielle Klebanoff, daughter of Jay and Jodi Copeland Klebanoff; and Chris Joy, son of Craig and Rachel Cloud Joy. Kate is
I remember sitting on the porch in the summer of 1983, discussing whether or not "Every Breath You Take" was one of the Police’s great songs (our take: no.) I remember going water skiing with her dad, and her teaching me that if you rub powdered meat tenderizer on your skin, the mounds of jellyfish in Chesapeake Bay would never sting you. As we left Norfolk Academy and went on to college, our group of friends saw less and less of each other. I think we were so intertwined for so long that we needed to break off and define ourselves as adults. But all of our theories, epiphanies, and amazingly funny moments still play in my head all the time – like a radio station that plays nothing but our early ’80s music. Lynn was lovely and unsentimental. At her funeral, most of us were smiling - she wouldn’t have gone for any refrigerator magnet profundit y anyway. It’s fitting that I will always have Lynn in the back of my mind, and she’s usually playing the "Repo Man" cassette. Thomas Wolfe was wrong; you can go home again, you just need the right soundtrack.
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