Dougie Herbert had quite a summer. In July he visited Fenway Park, toured the field and inside the scoreboard, sat on top of the green monster, got autographs from Jim Rice, Dwight Evans, and Jim Lonborg, and saw the Sox beat the Yankees 9-4. He thought life was complete until he returned to Virginia to see his son’s all-star team win their district championship, the state championship, and go on to win two southeast regional games. To top it off, Doug and Gayle celebrated 25 years in August. Life doesn’t get much better! * Bill Linnell works part time at a group home for Day One, a nonprofit that treats substance abuse. He still volunteers at the Long Creek Youth Development Center (juvenile corrections) in South Portland, Maine, and just signed up for a third year as varsity soccer coach there. Last year Bill’s team made the Class D playoffs and his captain received the sportsmanship award for all of Western Maine high school soccer. Bill swam the 2.4-mile Peaks-to-Portland race for the second time and is feeling stronger now that he’s gone mostly vegan, having seen Forks Over Knives, and read The China Study. “Still eat the occasional lobster, however.” * Esme McTighe’s son Niall graduated from Harvard last spring and competed at the Olympic swimming trials in Omaha in June. * Michael Fanger headed west this summer visiting Seattle, Portland, Bend, and Crater Lake, Ore. In early August he played golf on the Cape with Jonathan Smith ’77. He also met up with Scott and Joan Benoit Samuelson after the Falmouth road race and they all reminisced about their former housemate and ski buddy, Jay Moody. * Apologies to our talented classmate, Liz Yanagihara Horwitz, whom I misrepresented as playing the flute with the Boston Civic Symphony—it’s actually the double bass. * Mimi Brodsky Kress wrote that she had SO much fun this summer with Debbie Pugh Kelton and Gretchen Huebsch Daly. They met at Gretchen’s family house in Nonquitt for a weekend of beers and reminiscing. * Mark Garvin was in Portland this summer for his annual meeting. Mark, Doug DeAngelis ’79, and I met up for a round of golf (they played, I drank), followed by dinner and a late night talking about old times. Mark and Jill Jeffery ’82 were then off to Alaska for a cruise with their two daughters.