Greetings, classmates! Here are a few bits of news to enjoy. * Jane Maloney Chitkara writes, “My husband and I and our three kids, Aiden, 12, Isabelle, 10, and Chloe, 6, live in Wayland, a suburb of Boston. When I’m not schlepping my children to hockey (all three play), lacrosse, tennis, soccer, or piano, I’m likely spinning, playing tennis, running, or volunteering at one of the schools. I just ‘retired’ from marathon running, having just run my ninth Boston Marathon (15th overall) in a personal best time of 3:17:56. It was quite an amazing and special year to run Boston— the runners and spectators felt united and more enthusiastic than ever before. Also running from our class were Matt and Becky Melander, although I didn’t see them. A few days later Jenny Alfond Seeman ’92, a hockey-mom friend who also ran it, went with me to a reflexology spa to get a foot massage. And in a few days I will be enjoying my quarterly dinner to catch up with Michele Friel Mullen and Catherine Giles Stecher.” * Hilary Greene is still living in a big farmhouse in Williamstown, Mass., with her husband, Seth, and son Declan. She coaches cross-country skiing at a nearby high school, imports and markets her own brand of high-tech ski poles, and manages a curiosity shop on her family property. * Jenna Hartel was granted tenure at the University of Toronto, promoted to associate professor of information, and is on sabbatical for the next year. Sometime soon, she and Hilary will take a road trip through New England to visit Colby friends Tim “Whaler” Christensen, a potter and sculptor on the coast of Maine, and Allen Carlson, an associate professor in the government department at Cornell University and also the dad of two great boys. * Jack Aydelott reports that things are “crazy busy” at work. His wife, Katherine (Cole) ’90, has a new position at the University of New Hampshire, so they can commute together. * As for your loyal correspondent, I recently returned from a brothers weekend and family trip to the Big Island of Hawaii. We went diving, did some fishing, visited coffee and macadamia nut plantations, walked on a volcano, went snorkeling with manta rays, and spent some time just relaxing in the sun. The most ironic part of our visit? Traveling 10,000 miles to get out of the New England winter, then driving to the top of Mauna Kea … into a snowstorm. * Thanks for writing! I’d love to hear from more of you out there, so keep the news coming.