Perhaps invigorated by the oxygen she uses (though she never smoked, she presumes she inhaled others’), she goes beyond her own TV watching of both old black-and-white shows and modern news to describe her extended family in some detail. I also remember drinking beer out of any container we could find and sliding down Libe Slope on trays from the cafeteria.” ❖ Class of 1947 ( email c/o Alexandra Bond ’12) | Alumni Directory.Īt our age, members of the Class of ’48 have an abundance of free time-and Joyce Van Denburgh Doty, MFA ’50, made excellent use of it with a detailed response to the Share Your News form. I remember ice skating on Beebe Lake and many parties we architecture students had. I still play golf and keep busy with bridge, etc.”Ībout Cornell, Joan writes, “I remember Junior Week dances in the Armory with big name bands at either end of the building. He is a professor at the University of California, Chico. “When Pat died, I moved to an active adult community in Chico, CA, where my son, daughter-in-law, and granddaughter live. I remember Junior Week dances in the Armory with big name bands at either end of the building. During those years we took many cruises, as well as golfing and fishing trips. In 1988 he retired, and we spent 21 years in Sonoma until he died in 2009. “We later moved to Foster City and Pat opened his architectural office in San Mateo. Another roommate, Rosemary Williamson Colgate, and her husband, Stirling ’48, PhD ’52, lived in Livermore, also close. “My Alpha Phi roommate, June Johnson Reynolds, and her husband, Hugh, lived in Sunnyvale, not too far away.

We then returned to the West Coast and lived for 18 years in Sacramento, where our daughter Gail and son Tom were born. “After being married, we spent a year in Seattle and returned to Ithaca, as Pat needed one more term to get his degree. We received a wonderful letter from Joan Dall Patton, who fondly reflected on her life with husband Ed “Pat” Patton, BArch ’49.

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