RE Log - Fall 2021

52 Ransom Everglades LOG FALL 2021 1972 REUNION YEAR Class Agents: Leslie Wakefield Buchanan (Tkdlb52@aol.com ), Sarah Miller (sjm2go@gmail.com ) Ericka Kaplan writes, “Hubby and I are enjoying retirement in Washington State, especially now that we are fully vaccinated. We’ve both worked hard and are loving enjoying the fruits of all those years. Grandkids and cross-country travel — here we come!” Leslie Wakefield Buchanan see Katie Buchanan Reynolds ’01 1973 Please consider becoming a class agent. 1974 Class Agent: Georgia Penn Noble (gpn56@comcast.net ) 1975 Class Agent: Katherine Sullivan Lindseth (katelindseth@gmail.com) Lisa Cole, Beth Kaiser and Debbie Turner successfully organized and led a virtual class reunion to celebrate their 45-year reunion on Virtual Alumni Day. As was the case with the other milestone reunions that took place, class members stayed on for more than two hours rem- iniscing and catching up on each other’s lives. Their strong bonds to each other and to RE were clear. Stephen Hughes writes, “It’s been a busy pandemic. In addition to the usual fare of corporate, advertising and educational voice jobs – now record- ed more often in my home studio – I recently finished directing the English voices for and acting in the upcoming animated feature film Dogtanian and the Three Muskehounds , bringing back the hit 1990s cartoon series. And work continues on an adult animated film (no, not that kind of adult), a documentary series, and a major video game that will be released in the fall.” Anne Wellington , see In Loving Memory 1977 REUNION YEAR Class Agent: Lisa Shaw (LisaShaw@aol.com) Daniel Holtz , see Class of 2021 Kit Pancoast Nagamura was a finalist in the inaugural alumni poetry com- petition with her poem, “The English Teacher (for Dan Leslie Bowden ) .” he knows the drama of stretched syllables, snipped on consonants, cut into an exquisite pause —the moment pursed into an assessment of you— then his hands take flight at the marvel of your fledgling potential, and of his own to set what you know on end how it is he knows your name and forebears better than you do, or the books that you have read recently full of labyrinths with Minotaurs you fear to recognize in the mirror? he cares to read even your dog-eared life from hook to denouement he is not afraid to be (or not to be) the answer to your questions the string that you wind to safety, the flea in your ear but he will be the one who sang siren-like the body of words you recall half a century later. alone, we might imagine him posing, impossibly sure yet heartbreakingly uncertain of his own image his gravitas, when alone . . . but in his classroom his soul was certain the words he soaked up, wallowed in, run his tongue over til grown gold moved as through mud roots in the long hot tropical night morphing by morning into lotus blossoms Ransom Everglades School 1976 Class Agents : Beth Kaiser (beth33156@yahoo.com) , Debora Turner (djt_jd4sobe@yahoo.com) Class N e