Take Note whom she married in 1975. Mary was also interested in alternative medicine and became a proficient holistic health consultant in the last few years. She was a loyal friend to many and is missed; we were lucky to have her in our midst. Gigi Pearson Smithers and I have had several delightful phone conversations over the last few months. Gigi and her husband, Kip, have owned Escutcheon Antiques, Inc. in Vero Beach since 1996. In addition to their antiques inventory, Kip supervises instructors who are making those wonderful Nantucket baskets as well as collection baskets for the Smithers’ church in Florida. Gigi remains her artistic self and has been involved with the annual art show at Vero Beach Museum of Art, an event known as Art in Bloom, featuring arrangements based on the Museum’s collection. Gigi also told me about something entirely new: She learned how to make sailors’ valentines, an art form that originated in the 19th century, and has assisted an instructor in the shop to help customers who are making them for their own use. Creativity abounds in the Smithers family! Caroline “Carol” Stanwood and I continue to share our musical activities by phone and email. Carol is now singing in a choir that performed twice in February. She is also taking singing lessons with a master’s student in voice pedagogy at Colorado University in Denver. “I’m his guinea pig!” she writes. We both know how fortunate we are that our voices have not started to “wobble!” Serena Stewart and I keep in touch by telephone as well as continuing our iPad Scrabble Tournament! (I have reported on the outcomes before! She is very good.) Serena continues her Hope Lodge commitment in New York, as well as enjoying the abundant pleasures of New York. We hope to see her this spring.
Last fall as I was preparing our class notes, Marlene Marx Twaddell who lives in Providence, RI, sent a note that I want to include in this set. Marlene writes: “My grandchildren, visiting from
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Singapore, found a dog. . . . Well, you know how it is, when you don’t see those darlings enough. I let them keep it. Harriet, 11, named her ‘Glee’: she is part greyhound, part Lab, all black, sleek like a seal. But a puppy! She cries if we leave her alone. I need to walk her three times a day, sometimes four. I now get loads of exercise, meet scores of people, also with dogs, and my cholesterol has plummeted. We feel like parents again. We spoil Glee with toys and treats. Fortunately, there is a service here that picks her up for playgroup in the country, so I have a little time off. Glee curtails our travel, but anyway, I feel I’ve done enough for a lifetime. We are settling down to motor trips now with Glee in the backseat, face in the wind.” Marlene and I share (and I’m sure that many of us do!) the habit of reading in bed, late at night, lying down. My idea of a heavenly way to be quiet. And from me, Adrianne: “The Episcopal Cathedral of St. Philip continues to be a central part of our lives. My husband, Mal, and I sing in the Cathedral Choir, and I, in Schola, the Evensong Choir. We sing at least two services every weekend and at times of the year like this one, Holy Week concluding on Easter Day, even more. Mal serves as a lay reader and participates in two weekly classes; I lend a hand in the music department, and am in my last year of a three-year term on the Chapter (vestry) of the Cathedral. We are enjoying time to read, play some bridge, and enjoy a group of friends, the Moviegoers, we call ourselves; rather like a book club, we independently see a selected movie and then meet for a sumptuous potluck dinner and discussion led by the host about every six weeks. My piano partner, Linda Bath, a Hollins music major, and I play together almost every week; it was my good fortune to have met her almost upon arrival in Atlanta nine years ago. Our young families are well, son, Mal, here in Atlanta with his wife, Margaret, and their children, and Gordon, a bachelor lawyer in Denver. As always, I really enjoy hearing from each of you. Until the next . . . ! Be well.
1957 Sandra “Sandy” Lipson Ryon P.O. Box 1134 7201 Wilkins Lane Chestertown, MD 21620 410-778-4238 slryon@aol.com Elizabeth “Lisa” Dobbin Sherwood writes that her sister, Anne Dobbin Bailliere ’59, is sending a picture to this
publication of their families that was taken in California at Thanksgiving 2012. They also spend time together in Nantucket every summer. Mort and I had a very pleasant lunch with the Sherwoods and some mutual friends in Annapolis just before Christmas. Lisa recently ran into Janet Johnson. She says that Janet looks great and is serving as a supply priest in her diocese. Janet lives in Annapolis with her two dogs. Nat and Nancy “Kenny” King Howe were with Barron and Jane “Dedo” du Pont Kidd for three days of hunting on Fishers Island at the end of January. They then spent several days together in New York with two visits to the Met. She sees Phil and Tisha McClure Potter ’55 in Greenwich and says they’re wonderful. She has also been in touch with Jean “Jinny” Tilt Sammis. They both have a niece and nephew in Charleston, SC, who have met and had dinner together. In response to my email plea for news, Karen Peterson Earle reminded me not to forget the Mel Brooks line from Robin Hood, Men in Tights: “No Noose Is Good Noose!!” She went on to write: “Patricia Day Storm came to NYC for her birthday in January. This has now become a tradition. I make the arrangements at the Colony Club for dinner, and some very close old friends of both of us join us for the celebration. Pat’s husband, Howie, is a great raconteur so every year we close the club up. Great fun.” At the end of March, I went to Baltimore with two friends from