1989–Spring ’18 Class Letter
Nikki Zens Lindberg
Dear Class of ’89
I have been doing my best to emulate Mitch, and have done a little traveling to start my new year. January I went to NYC with Scottie. While there we had an awesome time at the live taping of the Late Show with Stephen Colbert. To our shock, Mitch was actually in town, and we got to spend time together, including an impromptu mini-Ripon reunion happy hour in Times Square with Kraig Fergeson and Jamie Hawley (along with Jamie’s daughter, Rachel and boyfriend).
This spring my daughter, Ginny, will be making her choice for college. I can only hope she makes such incredible life-long relationships!
Enjoy our updates. Life moves pretty fast. You don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it. And as always, you can join us on Facebook (riff raff welcome).
Nikki & Mitch
PAUL DONALDSON ’89 writes: Wish us luck, and pray! Go dressage! Clippity-clop, clippity-clop.
PAT SCHMIDT ’89 writes: I don’t want to sell anything, buy anything, or process anything as a career. I don’t want to sell anything bought or processed, or buy anything sold or processed, or process anything sold, bought, or processed, or repair anything sold, bought, or processed. You know, as a career, I don’t want to do that. And, oh yeah, I recently got engaged.
JOHN MATHEWS ’89 writes: Cougars in Rosendale! The only Cougars I recall from our day was one who woke up in the bed of a Sigma Chi (who will remain nameless) over Parent’s Weekend!
MARC HEALY ’89 writes: A census taker once tried to test me. I ate his liver with some fava beans and nice Chianti.
TED HARWOOD ’89 writes: Of all the gin joints in all the towns in the entire world, she walks into mine.
TOBI CAWTHRA ’89 writes: One morning I shot an elephant in my pajamas. How he got in my pajamas, I don’t know.
JOHN VERNON ’89 writes: The t-shirt monster girl picked out to wear to bed. Just a few fun memories working at the Double Dip for 8 summers in da Dells! Just can’t seem to
part with this old thing!