The Dudley Co-op proudly introduces the humble first issue of the semi-annual Journal for High Energy Metaphysics! Thank you for your enthusiastic response in favor of such a venture. I (Frisbé, Co-op Scribe) received about thirty letters and over eighty e-mails. Your letters and contributions to Harvard Cooperative House has helped fund the newsletter as well as other Co-op alumni events including...
Forty years is a long time! Especially when you are a small alternative community at the mercy of a multi-billion dollar corporation. The Coop has always been dedicated to providing a home for students who cannot or choose not to fit into the standard Harvard mold. The Co-op 40th anniversary will celebrate both the unique role of the Co-op in (or out) of the Harvard community as well as the hundreds and hundreds of Co-opers who have passed through '05 and 3 Sac over the years. Our celebration will be in early June 1998 during Harvard's reunion week. We really need a core group of people to be directly involved with the project. If you are interested in helping to organize the event please e-mail me at firstname.lastname@example.org or call me after September 13 at 617 354-9109. More details to follow in the next issue (Dec or Jan).
Nora Puffett (1996-1998?) and I created an alumni database on Filemaker Pro 3.0- don't worry, there won't be monthly charity requests. We already have almost 650 names and addresses but are still missing people. If you know of anyone who didn't receive this mailing, please help us update our files. Since many Co-opers do not graduate with their class I opted to organize the database by years lived in the Co-op instead (John Dudley 1972-1974 rather than John Dudley '73). To update your personal info (especially the years you lived here) or if you are trying to find a fellow Co-oper, e-mail, send us a post card, or call 617 354-9109.
Several people suggested that each newsletter have a theme so that they could focus their recollecting powers. Instead of diving into some profound topic immediately I thought it might be fun if people wrote in their memories of wacky Co-op party experiences. In the next issue of the Journal for H.E.M.P., we'll have a special section for those stories as well as general Co-op news, results of the Co-op alumni poll, alumni news, and further information about the 40th Anniversary celebration.
Forty years of the Co-op, from coat and tie dinners to naked brunches, our collective home has a lot of history. Amelia Kaplan '96-97 tells it like it was in her American History and Literature Thesis "Don't Spit in the Soup, We All Have to Eat: A History of the Dudley Cooperative 1958-1997. " Due to be published for the 40th Anniversary, this thesis traces Harvard's experiment in "non-traditional living," illustrates important shifts from the Old Left to the New, the rise of the personal as political, and the emergence of consumer radicalism. In order to find out who won the meat and tofu wars and how "home" has had many meanings over time, look for details in the next issue or email email@example.com
The web page (www.hcs.harvard.edu/~dudcoop) should be up and running sometime this fall. If anyone wants to help...firstname.lastname@example.org...
This Spring both our tutors made the decision to leave the Co-op. Tae-hui Kim and Eliza Clark were wonderful tutors and we wish them the best of luck. We embarked on a frenzied search for two new tutors to "join the Dudley Co-op and the 35 or so of us wacky, friendly, self-governing students who live (alternatively), clean (occasionally), cook (mostly vegetarian), and stumble down the path to Enlightenment in two old wooden Victorian real houses in a real neighborhood, physically located on Mass Ave, but spiritually located in the realm of possibility, somewhere between dream and reality, order and chaos, where you are free to paint murals on the walls, raid the pantry for tortilla chips at 2 in the morning, waste time in the Den of Iniquity, eat feasts every night, go to Lamont Library and strip down to lingerie, become rock stars in the music room, build rocking chairs in the workroom, race wheelchairs through the house, meditate at the ping pong table, organize political meetings in the dining room, do yoga in the living room, sing at the top of your lungs to P-Funk while cleaning the kitchen, get lost in the labyrinth of the '05 basement, contemplate fish circulating in the bathtub, party to live funky music, smell sweet compost, raid the freepile for the latest corduroys in fashion, plant a sunflower garden, record history in the Co-op Journal, watch Man With A Plan with Jess for the hundredth time, struggle to read the clock that goes backwards, play Frisbee in the '05 backyard, help determine the Co-op's collective existence in meetings, celebrate life, commiserate, talk with 36 diverse individuals, search high and low for a clean glass, marvel at the latest tofu experiment, think about real issues, watch Simpsons with twenty rowdy people, race to the kitchen for fresh bread, spend hours debating the color of the Co-ops bowling shirts, whine about your thesis at 4AM, clap for the cook, laugh, cry, wake up to the sonorous sounds of banjo-driven union songs, struggle for five more words so that you can write sentences that are over 320 words long..." Whew... Let me pause and catch a breath. Anyway, the Co-op always works hard to find the best people. Granted we can't always agree on who they are... In last years tutor search the Co-op came to the consensus that the only way to reach a decision that everyone could accept was to consult an astrologer... This year the stars were in our favor and we discovered in our final meeting that we were unanimously in favor of Kristin Scheible and Dave Charbonneau as our next tutors. Kristin and her husband Pat will be living in '05. They are both very involved with organic gardening- hopefully we'll have a farm in the back of '05 by reunion week. Dave, a Canadian, is already living here in 3 Sac. He is very involved with astrophysics, theater, and travel.
In February the Co-op organized a neighborhood meeting at 3 Sac in order to discuss some problems and to meet our neighbors. It was a very positive event. Many of our neighbors met each other for the first time. We all enjoyed great desserts by our Cošp chefs. We hope to organize a second meeting in the fall. A low income apartment building has been built next to '05 and it would be great to welcome them to the neighborhood and explain that the Center for High Energy Metaphysics is not a secret government research center (as our Lesley College neighbors originally thought).
We also had a highly successful Freshmen Brunch this Spring and introduced the Co-op to lots of starry-eyed first-years. Other exciting events included several parties, incredible Thanksgiving and Senior Dinners, The First Annual Dudley Co-op Wheel-chair Time Trial Race, The Dudley Co-op Performafreakathon (a talent show), and an extremely successful Lingerie study break at Lamont library (we stripped down to slinky lingerie and ended up doing performance art on the tables as forty or so confused reading-period-stressed-out Harvard students looked on.)
Several alumni suggested that the Co-op specify a certain day of the week when alumni can come to dinner. Considering how disorganized the Co-op tends to be I think it would be much easier if alumni just dropped by. Dinner is at 6:30. The best time to visit the Co-op is from mid-September until the end of reunion week in June. Summer Co-op has an odd sort of spirit since many of the residents are just temporary. For those of you who feel uncomfortable showing up unannounced, you can arrange something in advance by calling 617 354-9109 and asking for the Co-op scribe or Co-op president.
We thought it might be neat if people sent us their favorite Co-op recipes (remember, that would be for 30-40 people). We're all curious about the recipe for "Co-op glop" and other such dishes that we have heard so much about. We'll collect them all and create a cookbook for the 40th anniversary.
Alba Wayne Hall (1962-1963) email@example.com, Alba's Home Page.
Paul Recsie (1967): The Dudley Co-op is one of the few things in life that I feel really positive about. I lived at Quincy house my 2nd and 3rd year and hated it (in spite of the split level accommodations with lovely view). My year at the Co-op was a world of difference. It was a lesson to me as to how living arrangements have a huge effect on quality of life. I think the Co-op should be the model for how students live. You're right about the Harvard Alumni Magazine- it's generally pretty irritating. 2966 Hidden Valley Lane, Santa Barbara, CA 93108
Richard Olken (1966-1968): Yesterday I had a great time participating in the Dudley House commencement ceremonies. I have recently joined the Dudley Senior Common Room and this was my first event in which I could meet co-opers. It was wonderful. I hope that my SCR 'status' will enable me to be of service to Dudley House students and especially to co-opers. The greatest joy for me yesterday was discovering that although 30 years have passed since I was a co-op house inhabitant, the house still stands for the same ideals as it did in 'my day'. I suppose I was a little surprised that the University has exhibited the patience and forebearance to leave a good thing alone. I am so glad.
I now work at Harvard as General Manager of Harvard Student Agencies and Let's Go. I am responsible for overseeing the student business on campus. HSA is truly student run. I act as a mentor and as a buffer between HSA and Harvard and am responsible for HSA's small professional staff (bookkeepers, etc.) and for continuity and long range planning. My specialties are in career development counseling, resume development, interview prep, and mentoring in general. If members of Dudley can use any of my skills, or the capabilities of HSA, I would be most pleased to be of service. Of course, I also encourage anyone in the co-op houses who is looking for work opportunities to check our HSA and what we offer. We also include Let's Go publishing which has a lot of very exciting positions available, although right now we have completed nearly all of our hiring for this years books.
The only cooper I still see regularly is my former roommate, John O'Keefe. John works at the Harvard University Forest in Petersham. I hope he is on your mailing list, because he really has the Coop spirit. I occasionally run into John Franchot, who makes jewelry in Harvard Square, Mike Fiveash, who teaches Latin in Lexington, and Master Emeritus Tom Crooks, who lives in the area. Richard M. Olken, General Manager of Harvard Student Agencies and Let's Go, Inc., Burke-McCoy Hall - 67 , Mount Auburn Street, Cambridge,MA 02138-4990, Tel: 617.495.3030, firstname.lastname@example.org.
Joseph Forte (?-1969): I have always had a curiosity and desire to see what the following generations of Dudley Co-op students were like. Don't have time to write much at this point, but I was wondering if you have tracked down Frank Sulloway from my class '69. Frank has finally published "Born to Rebel", his controversial mega-study on "birth order" as a personality determinant. He has been on the TV and radio circuit nationally for some months and is not answering his phone messages. Frank lives just a few blocks from the co-op from which he and I and another co-oper, Eric Linborg '70, together with some others, departed in 1968 on our trip retracing Darwin's route around S.America on the "Beagle." That was where Frank's admiration for Darwin set him on the course that led him to his book. If you have contacted him, and hold him among the alumni celebrities, then you can get the rest of us to fill you in on the stories behind the story. 80 Cherry Brook Rd., Weston, MA 02193, GenesisCorp@compuserve.com.
Fred Bartenstein (1969-1972): I'm president of the Yellow Springs, OH coop alumni chapter -- and the only member that I know of. Visitors are welcome. You'll feel at home here. FredBAssoc@aol.com.
Harry Rudloe (?-1973): I would very much like to participate in developing the Other Harvard Club. This would be for alumni who do not identify with conventional Harvard culture or support Harvard, or hate the fucking place. There are certain number of us out here who enjoy each other's company in spite of having gone to Harvard. Moreover the Boston Harvard Club has some grave shortcomings: -No ping pong tables. What a pathetic club to not have ping pong tables. The last club I belonged to- the Flatbush Boy Club in Brooklyn had lots of ping pong tables and I enjoy(ed) ping pong enormously. -Hugely expensive. About $850 a year plus additional fees to use the athletic facilities every time you come there. -A dress code requiring the hated coats and ties. -A membership that avoids eye contact and speaking with others in accordance with ancient Harvard custom. We need something for ordinary humans. 15 Oxford Street, Lexington MA 02173 editors note: The Dudley Co-op has a vibrant ping pong community.
Paul Petschek (?-1974): Regards to all Coopers. Spent some great years there, including summers, and feel sure it is still an fantastic way to enjoy Harvard. I am now in L.A., editing feature films. Best-known films on which I've contributed include "Flipper" and "Waterworld" and perhaps you've seen other more weird and sordid films on cable. Hope to visit sometime when back East. I'm listed in the Toluca Lake phone book, for those interested in film and L.A. Filmctr@aol.com.
Wallace Barreler (1974-1975): I was just promoted to CEO of Revker Industries, a Fortune 500 company. I divorced my devoted wife of twenty-five years for my secretary and I just bought a Ferrari. Life is good.
Diana Borden (?-1977): Do you have a record of the nude cocktail party from that era? Did you see former co-oper Kirk Vischer's biology work featured recently in the New York Times, including a picture of him with bees all over his face? I married fellow co-oper Bill Crawford. We live in Austin Texas, where Bill's a writer and I'm VP of a software company. We both learned to cook at the Co-op, which means a) although we're a family of four, we cook portions enough for 30; b) we both still hate doing Pots (do you still organize your clean-up that way?); c) many of our favorite recipes are some variation of what we used to call "Co-op Glop"- hearty vegetarian stews, with rice; and d) if one of us cooks one night, we still expect it to be thirty days until we have to cook again.
I'd be interested in a newsletter article about how, if at all, having lived at the co-op has affected people's present-day living arrangements, especially how they share household duties, with whatever group they now live with.
We're in touch from time to time with Andy McCord and Gary Kowalski- maybe you could add their works -Urdu poetry translations, and books on the spiritual lives of animals, respectively-- to your archives? 1302 Pasaguarda Dr., Austin, TX 78746, email@example.com.
Gus Yates (1975-1979): What is this -- Norway? Since when does the Dudley House Co-op (with the wonderful e-mail address of dudcoop...) spell its name with one of those Scandinavian umlaut doohickeys? And I suppose you've introduced linen tablecloths and hired kitchen help! Yup, I think maybe you guys do need some of us old farts to pay you a visit and straighten things out.
So when is this 40th anniversary, anyway? This year or next year? "Rapidly approaching" could mean something quite different to a 20-year-old than to someone who has spent more years than he cares to admit mired in regulatory and permitting procedures (these careers you all are busting your butts preparing for are a bit anticlimactic). In any case, count me in. I missed the reunion of late-1970's coopers that was held a few years ago and always regretted not going.
If you are wondering about future possibilities for co-op living, I have good news. I moved into a co-housing project here in Davis last year and love it! Muir Commons was one of the first built-from-scratch co-housing projects in California (if not the U.S.). I had watched its formation and evolution over about 8 years, and when I found myself looking for a place to live (that's a euphemism for splitting up with my wife of 16 years -- a stressful but mutually empowering transition), Muir Commons was at the top of my list. Our 26 townhouse-style 2- and 3-bedroom homes are sufficiently clustered that we have room for an orchard, machine shop, vegetable garden, volleyball lawn (of course!), and even a wild area! Needless to say, we have a big common house at the center of things, and it has a big kitchen where we cook big dinners. When people ask where I learned to cook for 40 people, I always smile and say, "At the Dudley House Co-op!" So let's see, this month I did "Jamaica night" with a neighbor. We fixed pineapple-cilantro black beans, rice with Caribbean mole (with a little tamarind on the sly), "key lime" salad with avocados, deviled eggs, Spanish olives, coconut, toasted cashews, and a creamy lime vinaigrette dressing, followed by fried plantain with cinnamon sugar. No recipes, of course. Ever since "apple garbage" I realized recipes are for the faint at heart. So OK, I confess, the menu may sound a bit like snooty "California cuisine". I'll forgive you for the umlaut before you decide to write me off as a snob. I'm just jaded in the culinary department, and incorrigibly creative.
So I would love to visit and meet the current co-opers. In addition to having fun, I'm sure I'd learn something. It's sobering to think that the baby that Kathy Duhon and Jon Greene had in their senior year is now old enough to be a Freshman... 2229 Shasta Dr., Davis, CA 95616, (916) 758-4847,firstname.lastname@example.org.
Rich Parker (?-1978) visited the co-op this spring and ate dinner. He is currently a physician at the Beth Israel Deaconess Medical Center in the Boston area. email@example.com.
Thomas L. Arnold (?-1981): O.k., so one brief true life coop story. A guy had signed up to cook dinner. I walked into the kitchen at 3 Sac and saw that he had FILLED the BIG wok (do you still have the 3 foot diameter wok?) with olive oil and had it on the range. Musta been two gallons in there. He had a big box of fresh spinach out. "Jim, what are you doing with the oil," I asked. "Oh, I'm gonna stir fry this spinach." "Uh, you've got kind of a lot in there." "Well, like, I figured it would boil away."
O.k, so it's not as wild as the nude dinner party, but I gotta go now.
Frank Lowenstein (1980-1982): Even though it's been 14 years since I last lived at the Coop, I still draw much inspiration from my time there. I advocate for consensus decision making in many settings, and use daily the massage skills I learned from the living room instructional sessions organized by Unidentified Flying Idea. For those unfortunate enough to have missed the brief life span of Unidentified Flying Idea, it was a free massage coop headquartered in Central Square (but with major Dudley Coop membership) that viewed daily massage for everyone as the path to world peace. Works for me.
These days I live in a semi-cooperative setting with my wife (Sheryl Lechner) and our three sons (Daniel, Jeffrey, and Max). It's a household that requires all the creativity in dealing with house mates and skills at achieving consensus that I developed in the Coop. Also, I still have to try and cook meals that people with widely divergent tastes will like. Since this includes my 6 year old vegetarian son and my 4 year old who adores meat, it's a familiar challenge. Unfortunately, none of the other residents of my present household experienced the UFI instructional sessions.
We live an overly busy but occasionally idyllic life among the Berkshire Hills. I manage one of The Nature Conservancy's efforts to protect an entire functioning natural system. The main prerequisite for this job is a willingness to be wet, bug-bitten, and covered in mud on a daily basis. Oh, and you have to not mind being around poison sumac all the time. Sheryl covers the town of Sheffield (a bustling metropolis of 3000 people) for the local daily paper. In between our work we try to find time to hike, garden, do yoga, practice Wing Chun Kung Fu, swim in the many local swimming holes, play with the kids, and fantasize about what it must feel like to sleep through the night without small munchkins waking us up.
In terms of stories I'm not sure where to begin. I think Erik Lilleskov's use of the cockroaches in the kitchen as partners in creating an art project for one of his classes ranks up there in the making use of adversity category. Erik would dip each roach in a different color paint and then release it to run across his paper. It didn't really work because the roaches would get stuck in the paint, but it was a supremely creative idea. FLL6660@aol.com.
Vladimir Klimenko (1980-1983): I am a notorious member of the Class of '82 and a die-hard co-op alumnus. My co-op buddies and I, who were true to the co-op ideal of non-conformity, adventure, and intellectual brazenness and eclecticism (not to mention anarchoid politics, reggaephone tendencies, and an occasional inclination to kill a few hundred thousand brain cells at a time), are strewn all over the planet. Many of us have interesting lives, professions, and stories. All of us knew Damon when he was still a living, reeking, garrulous mystery mascot. The smoke from our joints has long since penetrated the woodwork of the stairwell. Our dreams are still haunting 3 Sac and 1705. Anyway, I should perhaps slow down before you think I am a total nut. Harvard, after all, was famous for accepting eccentrics. What I should say more simply is that I was touched by your mailing and by the very idea of Co-op on-line. It could make for a wonderful salon. Since a number of us are journalists and writers, I think that this idea could really take off. Good luck in your undertaking. Let me know when the web page is really up and working. Believe it or not, the co-op alumni network is one of the more powerful ones to come out of Harvard. Not powerful in the conventional sense (which you captured perfectly in your stereotypical portrait of a bourgeois drone alumnus), but in its moral and spiritual vitality. Keep it up! You are doing a great service. Let me know of your plans. I will pass the info on to co-op buddies from the Classes of 1980-83. firstname.lastname@example.org.
David Goodman (1981-83): After meeting Sue Minter (1982-1984) at the co-op in 1982, we traveled, played, and worked together and finally got married in 1991. We now live with our 5-year-old daughter, Ariel, in Waterbury Center, Vermont. We just returned from living in South Africa for most of the past year. I was writing a book about South Africa's transformation from apartheid, Sue was working as a transportation and environmental planner at the University of Cape Town, and Ariel was enjoying learning to mimic the clicks and pops of the Xhosa language in a pre-school, and seeing lions and elephants up close. It was thrilling to experience a country reinventing itself as a free society after years of repression (which we witnessed on our first travels to South Africa in 1984).
Our best co-op story? I s'pose that would have to be meeting and falling in love with each other on the second floor of '05. We were one of a bumper crop of co-op romances that blossomed into permanent couples -- at least a half-dozen other marriages come to mind of co-op couples that began in 82 and 83! RR 1, Box 4310, Waterbury Center, VT 05677. Tel. 802-244-6229. E-mail: email@example.com.
Steve Pizer (1982-1985): I lived in the Co-op from fall '82 through summer '85 and I've been in Boston ever since. After working for various consumer organizations for about 8 years after college, I'm now finishing up my PhD in economics at Boston College. Hillary Frank and I got married this past October after living together for 10 years (the parental relief was palpable) and we're comfortably settled in a little house in Milton with our dog, Smudge. firstname.lastname@example.org.
Eva Thaddeus (1984-1986): Thank you so much for getting in touch! My husband Michael Bogenschultz (1984-1985) and I, both coop alum's, were very happy to hear from you.
I've in fact been meaning to let the coop know that I've published a novel called STEPS OF THE SUN, and large parts of it are inspired by Dudley days. Anyway, I'll come by when I'm in town - would love to meet you folks. 807 Parkland Circle SE, Albuquerque, NM 87108, email@example.com.
Franny Eanet (1985-1986): I recently relocated to Norwich, Vermont after living in northern California for the past 8 years. My partner Aaron and I are building an off-grid passive solar strawbale house, which we hope to finish next summer. Meanwhile, I am completing my master's thesis at Humboldt State University (in absentia) in Natural Resources; my thesis concerns indigenous peoples and wilderness conservation. If there are any co-opers who are interested in some hands-on experience with strawbale construction, we're open to visitors! 513 New Boston Road, Norwich, Vermont 05055, 802/649-5297 or -1359, firstname.lastname@example.org.
Justine Henning (1985-1988): Tony Scott (whom I met in the co-op in '87-'88) and I married in '91 and had a baby (Ezra Lev, a product of the co op, you might say) last summer. We live in Brooklyn, are in touch with Claudia Brett (whose son, Elijah, was born last year), Elisabeth Sperling, Jen Nessel, Vladimir Vitkin, and occasionally others, and recently joined the local food co op (doing our shifts there and smelling that special co-op scent bring us back). Jhh9633@aol.com.
Peter Balogh (1986-1987): I was President of the Coop during the Spring of 1987 and lived there from Summer of 1986 till Summer of 1987, when I graduated from Harvard. It was an absolutely wonderful experience! I so enjoyed the experience that I created the Coop's own yearbook for that year, which I distributed to everyone living there. It featured photos of coopers, a funny, drawn caricature of everyone, famous one-liners and incidents from that year and sample coop meeting agendas. It still brings a smile to my face when I open it up. The people from that year were great too- a very diverse, talented bunch of people who generally got along very well. We had many musicians, scholars (and scholarship winners), hippie pot growers, foreigners, and a rather large assortment of animals! What a cool place! I hope to hell that Harvard preserves that place and that it still exists in the way that I remember it. BALOGH1@aol.com.
Gillian Salton (1988-1991): Thanks for your letter. You are certainly right that I'd be more interested in the lives of co-op alums than in the larger Harvard population! I lived there '88-'91, more or less; been many places since but still buy baking yeast in bulk. The farther plans include heading off to Dartmouth Medical School this August. So I'll be 1)broke and 2) busy, but will do what I can to help plan that 40th having thoroughly enjoyed the 30th and 35th anniversaries. 1160 Fairfield Dr., Boulder, CO 80303
C. Scott Lopez-Gelormino (1991-1992): One of my fondest memories was of speaking with Johnnie Walker and hearing about how things had changed... how the culture of the 90's was serving to disintegrate so much of what he (and I, as well) felt was the essence of the co-op. Indeed, one of the greatest fears we had was that the co-op was becoming a "popular" place to be, a frightening concept in that I was drawn to the community precisely because it was different and apart from the mainstream. In long conversations, I remember our sharing one another's sentiments (with the dissolution of weekend 'trips' to various places, who couldn't?). I always felt myself wondering whether the co-op would stay as I felt I wanted it to be... Of course I must confess I sense that most communities feel the past as sacrosanct and that, in some way, the present is worse. Socrates talked about the phenomenon of social dissolution in his time; so did Johnny and I at the co-op in the early 90's.
I am happy to say that I have been in contact with several coopers, one of whom I met in a suburb in Tokyo for lunch a few years back. He had been teaching English after, I think, falling in love with one of the sweetest women whom I remember... though I don't know if everything worked out. I could ramble for a long time so let me stop here. Again, let me know if there's anything I can be of help with. 43 Zabriskie St, Apt #1, Jersey City, NJ 07307-2903, email@example.com.
Rachel Ozer (1991-1994): I'm living in an old little house near the beach in San Diego. It has wood floors and exposed beam ceilings and a lot of spirit. I feel like it has a friendship with the Center for High Energy Metaphysics. At the time Hurricane Bob hit Boston, there was a lot of talk about that house as a boat which had set to sea and going up to the 3rd floor fire escape to look for land. . .I always felt that during especially vigorous coop parties it was possible to open the door and see unimaginable new worlds, rather than the rather dull facade of Lesley college dorms. . .Feel free to come by if you are out here by the Pacific. 4341 Banning St., San Diego, CA 92107, (619) 226-4174, firstname.lastname@example.org.
Margaret (Molly) McCauley (1993-1995): I've been working for NYC Parks Natural Resources Group since Sept. 95 planning to go to U Wash Seattle for grad school in urban forestry in Sept. 97.
Lisa Brailey (?-?): While I lived at the co-op, we had a nude brunch which was supposed to be in commemoration of the fabled nude brunches from the SDS wild days of Co-op yore. However at the reunion we held, not one former co-oper could recall having had a nude meal of any sort in any year. Apparently our nude brunch may have been the first (hard to believe!) despite the fact that it was organized solely to honor the practices of past co-opers. I was surprised at how shy my fellow co-opers were- not many of them were fully nude-three total- most of them came in nice looking underwear. 53 Maplewood Ave., W Hartford, CT 06119-1630
Simon J. Hambridge (?-?): I am just finishing my Pediatric residency in Denver, and will be working next year in pediatrics at the Denver city and country hospital (a microcosm of socialized medicine serving the city's poor in a sea of managed care and insurance-less children) Would love to see any former Co-op friends who happen through Denver. 2373 Fairfax St, Denver, CO 80207
Glenn (Orenstein) Anaiscourt (?-?): There was the time we were doing our day of co-op cleanup in the Spring - I was assigned to the kitchen, where 1/8 inch of sticky goo had built up under the table. I scraped, and sponged, until the stuff came clean and we left it to build up again for another year. Then somebody took the sponge I was using on that floor and starting doing pots with it. I asked the co-op Pres. (Nick) if he thought that was wise. He looked at me and said, "No, I don't think that's wise..." And for some reason there was a hole in the wall of the room I stayed in my senior year - hole right through to the outside, in the middle of the winter. Never bothered me, but my folks came to stay for a few days. My Dad slept with a towel around his head because it was freezing next to this hole. He didn't want to say anything, I found out later. And the fact that they were sleeping on box springs, I found that out later too. Actually, I didn't know we had put box springs on the floor. At the time I didn't know the difference, and that's what I had been sleeping on for months. I had thought the room was made up pretty nice. I think my folks were a little surprised when my pet rabbit came out across the floor at night, too. I think I had forgotten to mention that she had the run of the room. email@example.com.
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