From: Scooter (email@example.com)
To: Nietzschers Everywhere
Date: Tue, 04 Sep 2001
OK, all you Nietzschers out there, I have done a little homework, and we have been found slacking.
Our "official" WSA sponsored website:
has not changed since May of 2000. Rumors fly as to where the team came from and who Nietzsch really was (if he really was anyone at all). And, our dear friends at Williams have a site that puts us to shame:
so, I've starting putting my own Nietzsch site together. To start with, I'm just trying to create a captain's list for all the years. Can anyone help me fill in the blanks? Anyone got anything else they want to add. Our history is withering with our brain cells. Let's write it down while our feeble fingers can still flick a disc....
-- Scott "Scooter" Michaud, Wesleyan Class of 1986
And, as Phinney reminded me the other day, I am also the guy who made the freshmen do pushups in the mud and then wash the practice jerseys.... seems he's never forgotten that.
From: Dan Haar '81 (Haar@Courant.com)
"...be aware you have been sitting on a monumental bit of disc history. It [had been] thought that the first Wes ultimate game was October, 1977, against Williams. That college has always claimed chronologic supremacy, its competitions dating to 1976... I remember playing with some of those primordial guys in 1977. And I well know the UConn guys, who later became the Dukes of Disc.
As for the name, your version is close to the essential truth, which is that the Nietzsch Factor was the speed of a guy named Nietzsch.... David Garfield, class of 1980 and now an immigration lawyer in D.C., looked less like an athlete than anyone...but he had NCAA Division I football speed, brilliant instincts and great hands. He brought the nickname with him from high school in Pittsburgh.
The Nietzsch Factor play, developed long before the name, was him blazing out of what we now call a stack, whether off a pull or a set play. Nietzsch hung around in the fall of 1980 before heading to Ghana in the Peace Corps. At that time we were finally ready to take on a real name.
[Our original name] "Wes U Bee" was initially a play on the question, "Where's your Frisbee?" The day we talked about a name, on the field behind Delta Tau, happened to be his last day before embarking. And so it [NIETZSCH FACTOR] was a natural, although Garfield never played on a team with his name..."
From: Todd Maybrown '83 (firstname.lastname@example.org)
Date: Tue, 4 Sep 2001
I was surprised to see your message. I have played very little disc since
travelling west -- and haven't had a chance to think about the old times for
a while. For a short time I played on a team that included a 93 grad who
played for Nietzsch. He tells me that it was highly competitive (and
somewhat difficult for him to get playing time). Oh well...
I have very few Nietzsch momentos, but some great memories. Did you ever
hear about our trip to the Ultimate Bowl I in Athens, Georgia? I do have
one excellent (polaroid) photo of the team following a tournament (in
Boston, I think). I will check to see what it will take to convert this
photo to a digital image.
Otherwise, thanks for the effort.
P.S. How can I reach Dan Haar?
From: Jeff Staples '84 (email@example.com)
Date: Tue, 04 Sep 2001
These are names that I haven't seen in a long time!
I'm living in Hawaii for now, earning money so I can resume sailing. (I bought a 40-foot sailboat and sailed the South Pacific last year). My next itinerary includes Vanuatu, The Solomon Islands, PNG, Palau, The Philippines, Thailand, Malaysia, and Singapore. I've found a frisbee website for Singapore but...anyone have any contacts for me in the Philippines?
Frisbee-wise...Hawaii is pretty low-key. There's a great tournament every February, called the Kaimana Klassic. Truly a 5-start tourney. Camping on the beach, bands, beer, and great fun. If anyone wants to play on the Hawaii team, let me know! Hawaii's hosting World's 2002 next August. I'm the medical director for the tourney so, I'll definitely be here then. Trying to get Hawaii a co-ed bid for the tourney but, UPA says no host bid. We have to go through Nationals. Gonna be real tough. Hawaii Ultimate is very...loose.
Anyways, perhaps I'll see some of you at Nationals, Kaimana, or Worlds! Unless you're all too old and slow... But, really, if any of you want to come to Kaimana, just let me know! It's a great time.
ps Thanks Scott!
From: Nick Donohue '81 (NDonohue@ed.state.nh.us)
Date: Wed, 5 Sep 2001
Hi here. Scott - You may have heard back already, but here is some info.
"Nietzsch" was and is a real person -- Dave Garfield, class of 80?
The NF was a facet of our game - long play - most notably between Chris Heye
and Nietzsch. [My] first intercollegiate game was with Williams in the fall of 1976 (or was was it 1977.)... We won on a windswept day 23-21. I was self appointed and then elected captain of this squad 1976-81. I took a year off in 1979-80 and Chris Heye took the reins in the interim.... Pretty sure that is right. Good luck.
From: Kevin Boucher '85 (KFBOUCHER@aol.com)
Date: Wed, 5 Sep 2001
Long time no speak. Hope all is well for you. I hate to say it, but I don't
think I've playted ultimate for about ten years now (been working too hard
for too long). I miss it, and every once in a while find myself reflecting
on the old days.
Unfortunately, can't help you fill in the blanks -- you've already captured
what I remember.
Anyway, gotta run, but was cool to hear from you. Good luck with the
website; please keep me posted on its progress.
From: Steve Mooney '80 (MoonEE@aol.com)
Date: Fri, 05 Oct 2001
Hey, that's going back quite a ways to a place in my memory that isn't good... too much of the sticky green...
and as for our record? as far as I can recall, we never lost ; )
From: Ben Van Heuvelen '02 (firstname.lastname@example.org)
Date: Fri, 5 Oct 2001
the webpage idea sounds great. we probably have a boatload of pictures
you could put up, so let me know if/when you get to that stage of
Seeing as nicknames, at least in my tenure, have been a prominent part of
the team and team history, any solicitation of rosters, in my humble,
should include them...
Also -- and I'm not sure if it runs counter to the spirit of the oral
tradition -- but you might want to include a page (or, as the case may be,
pages) for the recording of NF lore. I'm sure if you solicited "best
memories" on wesultinet you'd get some great stories.
Some current NFers have talked somewhat seriously about maintaining a web
page... matt kushner (aka pinky) (mkushner@wes) might be a good person to
talk to if you're looking for pictures and/or help compiling stuff and
doing html. i've cced him on this e-mail.
whew. anyway, good luck with the project.
From: Dan Cogan '93 (Daniel_Cogan@brown.edu)
Date: Tue, 02 Oct 2001
Dennis Cronin forwarded me your request for Nietzsch History. I think it's
great that you've undertaken this web page - it's about time someone
compiled the history of the greatest college team ever. I have quite a few
photos to send along, but I need to scan them. I will do that soon. In the
meantime, here's a little more history off the top of my head:
my co-captains in '93 - Matt Higbee (aka "Kid from Maine", now plays for
Michigan) and Chris Davies (MIA, also an alum of "Purple Haze" from Sidwell
Friends high school)
our record in '93 - I'll have to look up our win/loss record, but I know we
won NE Regionals, defeating BC and then SUNY Albany, then went 0-5 at
Nationals (pathetic, huh?)...
Also, we went 2-3 at Nationals in '92, taking the 2nd spot out of the Northeast
in '91 we finished 3rd after losing to BC twice in one weekend and failing
to qualify for Nationals
I think that's all I can remember for now. I'm switching jobs next week, so
if you need to keep in touch, use my yahoo email - DJCogan11@yahoo.com
Thanks for doing this. We'll all benefit enormously from your work.
From: Doug Rooney '84 (DJRooney@aol.com)
Date: Thu, 18 Oct 2001
I checked the site....cool memories!
FYI, I think Kit ???'s last name was Tyler. See if that seems right. All I
remember is that he hung with Keevie Goldsman (now hollywood producer...) and
Young Ted Kennedy.
I was a member of the team since Fall of '80, my freshman year. In
particular, I remember one of our epic/mythical games. We played on the
field behind West College (women's field hockey field?). It was a Saturday
am game--I think it was Tufts. We had a damned monsoon going and it was
about 45 degrees cold out. The wind was screaming out of the North with lots
of water. I remember one play in which our side pulled to the other side (I
think Nick D made the toss). We all ran down the field following the
pull...watched it rise up into the wind and then all ran back to where we had
thrown from at the other end. My memory is that a Nietzsch actually caught
the pull... Things got a bit fuzzy after that... I then spent 10 days in the
infirmary with a case of dreaded mononucleosis.... apparently my spleen was
about to pop on my ribs during that whole day sliding around in the mud....
what more fun could you have?
The other memory I have is of our trips to Dave's package store to stretch
our beer dollars furthest.... We arrived for the UMass tournament on
Saturday and were reviled by our fellow competitors for having a carload of
Iron City Beer (one tenth of a step up from "Beer" beer). Everyone else
there was drinking Heinekens and fancy stuff like that... Well.... on Sunday
we still had lots of beer and were playing great!
The other thing to mention about David Garfield is that his arms were nearly
down to the ground--that guy could whip a disc like no one.
I also remember that Ted Weisberg's nickname was "Monster"--he got that name
because of a set play we developed when he was a freshman. That boy could
jump really well, so every once in a while we would send him into the corner
for a toss-up pass and he would jump up and snatch the disc like he was
snatching cookies off of a kitchen shelf--we started calling him Cookie
Monster and then just Monster...
Oh yeah...one more memory...I remember the great field Don Russell (WesTech
AD) assigned us one year...it was out near long lane and we shared it with
two other teams for practice--the Rugby squad (misguided, but not really bad
guys...) and the shot put team--led by BRUNO!! I remember lots of twisted
ankles in Bruno's divots that year....
From: Bob Lacy '77 (email@example.com)
Date: Thu, 11 Oct 2001
Gee, this brings back memories ... or perhaps my lack of memory.
We did have an ultimate Frisbee Team in '75-'77 (after which I graduated, but I presume that the team carried on in fine style). I had played in high school, on one of the few high school teams at the time [Staples High School, Westport, CT]. I don't really remember how we got the WesU team going, other than it was probably by word of mouth among networks of friends.
I do remember that the Athletic Dept. was kind enough to let us use their van to
get to away games, even though they were initially skeptical (or maybe amused) by us and the sport. The Argus article looks correct, at least as far as I can remember -- except
that it was Lyle Rudensey (a great guy), not Rudenzi.
I was the first captain (or maybe a co-captain?), not because I was particularly good but because I got it organized initially. The first team played a few games (UConn, maybe Quinnipiac, and maybe Bridgeport?) and played well. (Bischoff, Ritchie, Bath, and the others were -- unlike me -- really good.) I think that Bill Ritchie took over the organizational/captain role in the second year (1976?), but it could have been one of the other guys.
Good luck in searching out the history.
From: Nick Donohue '81 (NDonohue@ed.state.nh.us)
Date: Fri, 12 Oct 2001
I am both crushed and honored. Still a legend in my own mind, one of the
major pillars now has a crack. While I have claimed to have brought WesUbee
into the modern era (and maybe can still lay claim to that) it is clear that
homage must be paid to "Those Who Came Before." The names mentioned below
are indeed valid harbingers of the sport at Wesleyan. I can claim taking
over the team without permission in 1976. (So put mein as Captain as of
1976) I came in as freshman, we played a little that fall (my first
Ultimate) and then organized a game against Williams. Windsprints soon
followed. Tears, attrition and the quality went up.
But when I did arrive there were those who played and they had, as I now
recall, played against other teams - the UCONN Powerhouse included.
It was different from the Williams game on, but not the very beginning. We
"reinvented" the tournament in the fall of 1977 when we unintentionally
invited two teams on the same day - I think Central Conn College was one of
them. We were panicked until someone said, "Hey, we can play one now, they
can play each other, we will platy the other last." (The Round Robin
Some names forgotten are - Dave Flynn - as fast as they came or come today a
400 meter HS star. "Spike" Berry? not sure of his last name - (Chris H do
you remember?) - a gifted no-look thrower with all the throws who played the
cello. Others who are vague memories. A gifter woman player, who we
drummed off the team by running puke-inducing drills... The introduction,
by another good player and good guy, Steve Berlin, years later at an MIT
event as "Nick, a great player and leader who 'ruined' ultimate for me.' He
had played for the fun!!! We did have fun, built the team, went to
regionals for the first time by winning our way into thrid place at
sectionals in overtime!!!! Oh the memories....
These guys who were there before had forehands when the disk was not so
forgiving. Bill Ritchie - a sage even then - once won dinner off of me for
hitting a lacrosse net dead center from across our large fieldhouse.
So, let me affirm the past as I enjoy it and the present (And rebuild some
other personal myth to believe in.) A learning... if I had just
contributed more to buying disks or shirts or something recently, maybe
historical revisionism would have stuck! IS IT TOO LATE?!?!?!?!! :-)
Nice work on the history! However... KEEP THE NAME!!! NF Lives!!!!!!
From: Andy Norman '86 (firstname.lastname@example.org)
Date: Thu, 18 Oct 2001
I've been wanting to contact you guys for years! Thanks for taking the
initiative, Scooter. You've got my email right, so I'll just take the
opportunity to get caught up. The following is the story of my life since
Wesleyan-- I sent it to Staples a few months back. Please inflict your
stories on me: I'd love to find out what you all are up to...
After graduating from Wesneyland, I taught physics and math at an
all-girls private school in Pittsburgh. Yes, I had crushes on half my
students, but no, I didn't lay a hand on any of them. The year convinced
me I might make a passable teacher, so I applied to graduate philosophy
programs at Northwestern and NC Chapel Hill. Though the climate and women
of North Carolina impressed the pants off me, I wound up at Northwestern.
Grad school was great, and exploring ideas for five years was a marvelous
adventure. I met Heidi in a Chicago sports bar. We lived together for a
year, had a ton of fun, and I asked her to marry me. She's tall (5'10"),
strong, beautiful, very independent, and takes great care of me and the
boys. We've hit some rough spots over the years, but our marriage is
stronger than ever. Anyway, I got my degree a week before our wedding,
just as the bottom fell out of the job market for philosophers. I was
lucky to land a tenure-track job after a couple of tries, and that took us
to Morrisville, a tiny armpit of a town in upstate New York that would get
15 feet of snow and 6 months of winter a year. I'd commute east to teach
at Hamilton College, and Heidi would commute west to do database work for
the Syracuse University Registrar's office. Morrisville was just a bedroom
community for us, and we ended up pretty lonely and depressed.
We spent 1993-1999 up there, and in retrospect it seems a dark time. I
cranked out a bunch of articles about reasoning, dialogue, science,
perception and other stuff, and came to love teaching. I was badly
mistreated by a senior colleague at Hamilton, though, and my
self-confidence was shot for a few years. This guy tried to derail my
tenure bid, but luckily for me, a fair-minded dean made sure I was judged
on my merits. I was awarded tenure in 1999.
Heidi, meanwhile, had earned a master's degree in Information Sciences and
given birth to Reece, our oldest. Soon after Heidi was diagnosed with
cervical cancer and advised to finish up her childbearing and get a
hysterectomy. We had Kai about a year later, and the subsequent operation
went smoothly. As far we know, Heidi is completely cured.
The tenure struggle left some scars, so I took a leave of absence and we
spent 6 months in Pittsburgh, where all of my family and many old ultimate
buddies still live. When a really fascinating job dropped into my lap, I
resigned my professorship, and we transplanted permanently to Pittsburgh.
We now live in a little brick house on a dead-end street on the edge of
Pittsburgh's Frick Park. We have several playgrounds, a good sledding
hill, acres of wooded ravines, and dozens of miles of excellent running
trails for the kids to explore, and almost no traffic to worry about. It's
a great street for kids, and old-style, front-facing brick porches help to
create a strong sense of community among neighbors. We're a bit short on
space, but hope to solve that problem with an addition in a few years.
Reece, meanwhile, is a tall, slender, serious kid who likes books,
conversation and dinosaurs. He's full of really astute questions: (A
sample: "Dad, what's the difference between a freight train and a passenger
train?"--"Well, passenger trains carry people and freight trains carry
beavy things"-- "But Dad, people ARE heavy things!"). Reece's little
brother Kai turned two on Christmas Eve. He's more physical and persistent
than Reece, and can light up a room with his dimply smile. They're great
friends and nearly inseparable.
So now I work for a company called the MAYA Design Group. We design
high-tech, information processing thingamabobs-- hardware and software--
for industry. It's kinda cool in that MAYA has developed a really
forward-thinking and civic-minded design philosophy for the information
age: a way of thinking about design problems that could transform the way
information technologies are built and interoperate. They hired me, in
part, to help articulate and advance this philosophy, thereby making the
world a safer place for really good design. I also do project management
on some commercial contracts, user interface design and some researchy
stuff having to do with complexity in information systems. I'm learning a
lot about computers and such, but am really still a novice.
[Several months later, Andy adds: I'm currently exploring a possible
business venture: a software tool that people can use to "map" the logic in
a particular domain. It's an exciting possibility that would make good use
of my philosophy background.]
Reconnecting with ultimate and old friends was a big part of
Pittsburgh's attraction. I still love the game and enjoy teaching it.
[Another recent insert: I captained a team to Pittsburgh's summer league
title this year, and I move around pretty good for a guy pushing 40. This
fall I helped put together a team of fast novice talent from the summer
league (none of them had played in a tournament before), and we went to
Sectionals and shocked everybody by going 5-0 on Saturday, and finishing
4th in one of the biggest sections in the country.]
So that's where we are these days. Life is somewhat ordinary and
9-to-5ish, but we're pretty happy with it.
MAYA Design Group
From: Jeff Staples '85 (email@example.com)
Date: Fri, 19 Oct 2001
Wow. You guys inspire me to contribute my 2 bits...the tears are welling already. sniff sniff...
Let's see...for me. After ye olde Wesleyana, I moved out to SF with a friend of mine from high school. Andy N. joined us for the drive, but became a hermit in the hinterlands of Pt. Reyes, about 1.5 hours north of SF.
Played Ultimate, worked in a sports store, painted houses, got my MBA, joined the Air Force. Got into a scholarship program for med school. Went back East to Columbia for school. Saw Dave Webber, scared him into thinking that I had become some sort of a knee-jerk right-wing Republican. He was still smoking. Dave...care to address that?
Graduated med school in '93, had had enough of winter, and moved to Hawaii for my residency. After that, the Air Force claimed me. I requested any place overseas, preferably warm. In their infinite wisdom, they sent me to Montana. In my infinite wisdom, I became infatuated with the place that summer and bought a beautiful house on the Missouri river in the mountains.
The winter was cold. Sold the house the next summer, vowing to never return to the tundra as long as I live. The good thing about Montana was that I was sent to Italy for 90 days. **** hotel on the beach. Summer. yummy. Then, I went to France for 45 days. yummy II.
Next, I moved to Tokyo, where I lived for 2 years, working as a doctor on another AF base. Met my girlfriend, Manami, at a party in downtown Tokyo. She's a Japanese CPA, just finishing up at UCSB (in top 3 of her class of 350 students) and taking her American CPA exam next month. She graduates, I can retire and live off her...yummy III.
She and I are going to be leaving Santa Barbara in the middle of December, and driving to Ct. Arriving Dec 24th. January 4th, we're going to France for 4 weeks, then returning to Ct to drive back across country, returning to SB around the middle of February.
She'll return to Japan for several months to visit friends and family. I'll return to my sailboat in Fiji to resume my cruising. First leg was last year. Sailed solo from Hawaii to Tahiti, and then on to the Cook Islands, Niue, Tonga, and Fiji. Next leg is going to be from Fiji to Vanuatu to The Solomon Islands, skirt the north coast of PNG, head up to Palau, and then on to the Philippines, where I'll spend 4-5 months. Thence, on to Thailand for another several months, then to Malaysia and Singapore, where I'll probably run out of $$ again and have to stop and look for a job.
I'd love to see anyone who would want some visitors while we're driving x-country. But, we have a very happy and rather exuberant Black Lab to contend with, as well.
Andy G...what is this about you and Peter naming a character?...
hugs to all
From: Arnie Cachelin '86 (firstname.lastname@example.org)
Date: Fri, 19 Oct 2001
I think I have some old pictures/UPA newsletters, and even some bunny
ears filed away. I can track them down and scen them.
I would mention that I was/am Arnie Cachelin '86, and That I started
playing during the reign of todd maybrown in 82-83, when I transferred
for sophmore year from Boston U. where I played under Bill Jacobs, Peter
Jacobs' brother(who assured me there was ultimate at Wes). Technically
I was not a grad student, because Wes has a cool "defer your BA for a
year, do a thesis and a couple grad courses, and walk with the BA/MA at
the same ceremony" which I did in '86, though I was initially an '85.
Good to here from you! I am playing ultimate between alternating-side
achilles injuries in San Francisco currently.
From: Ira Dassa '85 (email@example.com)
Date: Mon, 22 Oct 2001
Awesome to hear from you, Scott and Andy . . . if memory serves, Andy, last time we saw each other was at the Nationals in, can it be, 1986?!!! We watched Staples play in, and win, the finals with Flying Circus! And Kevin, if you're reading this, I think the last time we hooked up was at a DC tournament in '86 or '87 when our teams played each other. Broke a couple of bones in my back that game laying out on D -- got plowed into from behind, but yes, I made the play!!
Scott, hard to believe we haven't run into each other here in the DC area, but then, come to think of it, maybe it's not so surprising. . . . I moved to DC after Wesgrad and stuck around until fall '93. It was then that I "woke up" and decided I'd had enough of private lawyering. And thus my current lifetime began.
After taking some trips to Turkey and Spain to dig into my family roots, I set off for Southeast Asia in early 1994. Spent 3 months traveling around Cambodia and Vietnam, and upon returning to DC in the summer of '94, decided to throw all my stuff into storage and head back over to Cambdoia to live. I lived there until the end of '98 -- had to leave on account of immense frustration; human rights work took a hell of a lot out of me -- but I now consider it to be my second home and in fact am working towards moving back there within a year. I'm now running my own fair-trade business, importing and wholesaling Cambodian handicrafts, and absolutely loving what I'm doing. (Our informational webpage is www.wildboarcreek.com.) In case you're wondering, yes, I speak, read and write Khmer.
I did my best to introduce Ultimate to Cambodians, but in the end I failed miserably. I just couldn't convince my adopted family and their fellow villagers to convert their rice fields into a flat patch of frisbee turf! But if any of you ever travel to Cambodia, don't be surprised if you bump into a Cambodian wearing a Nietzsch Factor t-shirt! And yes, you most definitely should plan a trip there -- the people are extraordinary, all the moreso given what they've been through over the last 30 years (thanks in no small part to Nixon and Kissinger). In fact, I'll be going over next right after Thanksgiving, for about 6-8 weeks . . . anyone want to join me? I assure you, it's safer there these days than it is in this country!
Keep in touch, IRA (202-986-4850)
From: Ted Weissberg '85 (Edward.Weissberg@tfn.com)
Date: Wed, 24 Oct 2001
I guess that's my cue. No matter how foolish I looked then (in the old photos), it can't be worse than now ... at least I had hair ... so bring on the pix. You won't
get a penny from me.
It's great to hear from everyone. Big nostalgia rush.
Here's my brief post-wesleyan bio:
Out of college, I worked a couple of years as a reporter for small-town
newspapers in Connecticut and Long Island, had a great time covering
everything from zoning commissions, to cops, to demolition derbys, then
moved back to New York because I tired of living in podunk towns where it
seemed the only other single people my age were other reporters. Coming home
was a good idea. Within a year I met my future wife, Claudia. We married in
1990 and now have two boys, 8 and 6. We live in Park Slope, Brooklyn.
The only journalism work I could get when I moved back to NY was at
financial trade publications, which turned out to be much more interesting
than I had anticipated. I spent about 10 years in various reporting and
editing positions at several different publications and then got kicked
upstairs into the business side of publishing, which is what I've been doing
since. Now I'm president of Venture Economics, a small publishing and
research unit of a large information company called Thomson Financial.
Living the bourgeois, office meatball life and enjoying it for the most
part, though it's hard not to feel I'm missing something when I read what
you're all up to.
Unfortunately, I haven't played Ultimate more than once or twice since
graduating. Every now and then I wistfully watch kids play in Prospect Park
but haven't worked up the nerve to ask to join in. Instead, I've been
playing basketball and biking to work to keep from getting too fat.
From: Peter Jacobs '85 (firstname.lastname@example.org)
Date: Wed, 24 Oct 2001
A long time! I had to get out my hanky when Scooter first emailed me, bringing me back to those glory days. But then my o.s. crashed, I had to reformat my hard drive, I lost Scooter's address. In short, I was adrift once more, perhaps not unlike Jeff Staples on the high high seas to Cambodia.
How the HELL is everyone? I've gotten the dope on Andy Norman, Ira, Scooter and Ted, so here's my pedestrian post-Wes bio, for what it's worth. Went out to Chicago after graduating in the fall of '85 (I had moved there in '83 with my brothers Andy and Bill to open a bagel bakery / restaurant). Jeff Williams came out to Chicago and worked with us for a while, but he made the [wise] decision to get his D.V.M. rather than serve a lifetime of hard labor in front of the oven. Over the years, we all too painfully slowly expanded operations throughout the Chicago area (I sliced a lot of bagels, let me tell you...), and in 1990, we branched out a bit, developing a coffee roastery / cafe business, headhunting from Starbucks our coffee expert. Kjerstin and I worked together learning how to roast coffee, etc., and have been soul mates ever since, marrying in '91. Saw Doug and Regina a couple times in Chicago, played some ultimate and f. golf up in Evanston with Andy Norman. Summer league in Chicago. Great times!
In 1992, I left the business, and Kjerstin and I moved to Madison, Wisconsin, where she grew up. Over the next 7 years, Kjerstin knocked off her undergrad requirements, applied to, was accepted at, attended and graduated from UW's School of Veterinary Medicine. I became an antiques dealer, played as much pick-up disc as I could (which is plentiful in the hip town of Madison), wrote a poetry manuscript. Bumped into Erik Lotke at the World's, which was hosted in Madison one of them years. In 1995, six months before Kj started vet school, our daughter Celeste was born--she's a smart, fun, creative great kid, just like her mom! Needless to say, had my hands full with child rearin', paying the bills, and writing. Somewhere along the way, I started shaving my head as my final hair fashion statement.
In 1999, I received an N.E.A. Fellowship in Poetry, and the $ (which you all paid for with your federal taxes) helped us move to the hokey little town of Hockessin, Delaware, just over the PA border, where Kjerstin did a 1 year equine surgical internship at University of Pennsylvania's New Bolton Center.
After Delaware (which was refreshingly East Coast, after our Wisconsin period), we moved to the wilds of north central New Jersey--superb, largely undeveloped countryside, and horse heaven. Last January, we moved again, buying a house in the lilliputian town of Pottersville, NJ (not sure if it's even on the map), and I started my own eBay consignment business specializing in jewelry consignments from jewelry manufactures.
Hard to imagine 16 years have gone by. Not to get nostalgic, but Doug, do you have that picture of Ted, asleep on the bus, wearing his Alpine hat, with a clear droplet hanging off the end of his nose, "Monster" written in the window condensation? And Ted, yes, I do remember the lane. I remember the Jeffs and I trying to get Kevin up to go to a tournament one cold Saturday morning, and he was horribly hungover, bloodless in the face, beaucoup black hair hanging down, nauseous, just shaking his head, moaning and closing the door. And playing Wizardry 1 with Andy Gottlieb on his Apple IIE--we were stoned, and thought it pretty damned funny to name one of the characters "JeffStaples."
I'm sure I'm not alone in wondering all these years if Gottlieb and Bill Gates aren't one and the same...
Anyhow, great to hear from everyone. Anyone passing through this way has a place to stay and party.
From: Andy Gottlieb '85 (email@example.com)
Date: Thu, 25 Oct 2001
Wow. Y'know, especially after Ira's story, I was afraid to tell my boring
one. But Ted's given me the courage, and Peter, it was so great to hear
from you as well.
After college, I moved out to Silicon Valley for computer science grad
school, along with my girlfriend Moira from senior year at Wes. We married
2 years later, and that was 14 years ago. 5 years ago we had our first
daughter, and 2 1/2 years ago our second. Nothing - not even laying out for
a disc - beats being a dad and seeing the looks on your daughters' faces
when you come home. Nothing.
I got into the computer networking business after school, first in
engineering, then soon thereafter in marketing, staying here in Silicon
Valley for 11 years. Went back to MA for 3 years with the same company,
then found I missed being a spoiled Californian - and didn't want to work
for a 13,000 person company - and came back here in '99 to lead the
marketing department at a small semiconductor company. Well, my company was
bought by a bigger one a year later. I'm literally right now in the process
of leaving this company to go work at a startup, so in 2 weeks, my email
will be firstname.lastname@example.org (my
wife's email address is on the cc" list above, and that'll work throughout).
I continued playing Ultimate at pickup games at Stanford the first couple
years I was out here (boy, it's hard to front someone on defense when you're
slow, there's never any wind, and they can just take one step in, then go
long; the game is different out here...). But then pretty much gave it up
for basketball, until about a year ago. Amazingly, the skills were still
there. Unamazingly, I'm even slower and can play even less defense...but
it's a somewhat lower level game, and despite being one of the older ones
out there, I do ok. And it's still a rush.
Jeff Williams will be pleased to know that his prediction - which I remember
to this day - was right: I occasionally vote Republican! Social values
haven't changed - as *I* predicted, but economic wieghting does... On the
other hand, there's a certain sweet irony in Peter the poet/philospher
making his living possible thanks to computer networking.
I remember our "jeffstaples" Wizardry games fondly. "Halvarian", too
(Todd's favorite economist - I saw his name recently and had a great
chuckle. Anyone know how to reach Todd?). Jeff S, it was always Peter and
me, and sometimes Jeff Williams. Way more fun when we were stoned, true.
Peter gets all the credit for the character name, Jeff.
I also think of Nietzsch Factor whenever I hear Bowie's "Let's Dance".
And being in the computer business, Peter's certainly not the first ones to
compare me to Gates. I would get it every so often, especially at trade
shows. "You want to call me as smart as he is or as rich", I'd say, "and
I'd be thrilled. And I know full well I'm pretty geeky looking - but not as
much as he is!" But the clincher is that when we moved back to CA a couple
years ago, we had a plumber in the house when I was away at work, who saw a
picture of my wife and me on the mantle and asked her "Are you married to
Bill Gates?" She said no, but an hour later when he was finished he came
back and asked "You *sure* you're not married to Bill Gates?" To which she
replied "Yes, you're right, I'm married to Bill Gates - and living in this
little house here in Cupertino!"
[On the other hand, unlike Peter, Monster and my little brother, I've still
got my hair. My brother got the looks in the family, I got the hair. If
not that my wife seems to like geeky-looking Jewish types, I'd trade him in
When back for visits to the East Coast, I do try to get back to Sally's,
though I've only been there twice in the last 5 years. (Pizza's the one
food that sucks on the West Coast...) Peter, since you're back in N.J. now,
how 'bout we meet at Sally's next time I'm out that way? You could always
get us in fast, and you were the only customer they ever treated well...
It's been great hearing from everyone - Scott, thanks for doing this. Next
time any of you are in the Bay Area please look me up. I've enjoyed my life
immensely since college, but I still look back at that time, and our team,
as one of my most treasured memories. Keep in touch.
From: Kevin Boucher '85(KFBOUCHER@aol.com)
Date: Tue, 30 Oct 2001
Gentlemen, great to hear from all of you!
Well here's my last 16 years in a nutshell:
Left Wesleyan and started in the Computer Science graduate program at NYU --
while living in the East Village (13th St. and Ave A, for those of you that
know NYC). My roommate, Jeff Kovel (also Wesleyan '85), and I caught way too
many mice in that Apt. Quit the program at NYU, and went to work in the
financial district at Kidder Peabody for a few years. Played some NYC Club
Ultimate during those years.
Decided to go back to B-school, but took time off to ski-bum first. Over the
course of 2.5 years, did a great deal of bartending, skiing, hiking, and
climbing (jumping around between NYC, FL, and Lake Tahoe). Then I moved to
Boston to work on an MBA; graduated from Sloan/MIT in '93.
The next eight years aren't terribly exciting. Took a job in the
Philadelphia area working for a pharmaceutical industry market research/data
provider firm. Within a couple of years, took a position with the same firm
in the northern NJ office. This moved me back up to the NYC area. I'm
currently living in Hoboken, NJ, with a nice view of the river and the
Manhattan skyline -- a view that has changed quite a bit recently.
After 4.5 years with this firm, I took a job with a small management
consulting firm that specialized in pharmaceutical sales operations
consulting. Basically, this meant doing lots of quantitative analysis to
help the client figure out the most profitable size for its sales
organization by country (and therefore the right level of investment in
different countries). This was fairly interesting in that it had me running
around the world quite a bit. Traveled all over, but mostly in Latin
America. While this eventually wore me down, there was definitely some fun
to be had as a single American businessman running around Latin America.
More recently, just this year, I jumped ship again to a new employer, and I
also got married (in January). Although married for less than a year, Tina
and I have been together for over 2.5 years now, and we've just started
talking seriously about having kids. At this point, I think I'm ready for
trying to settle into the whole suburban wife and kids thing. Ready for the
next phase of life I guess.
I haven't played Ultimate in over 10 years now. This recent flurry of
communication has had me reflecting on how much fun it used to be. Although
it sounds kind or corny, we really had some good times together on the field
and on our roadtrips.
Anyway, that's my story, and I'm sticking to it.
Again, it has been great hearing from everyone,
P.S. I still have a full head of hair, but it's now salt and pepper rather
than black (and more salt than pepper these days).
From: Andy Landes '84 (email@example.com)
Date: Wed, 14 Nov 2001
I ran across the old n.f. roster page stumbling through the internet looking for an email address for Peter Jacobs. I am probably one of the few still playing the game (Portland (Maine) Summer league), huffing and puffing with folks half my age. It has been a long time since I threw disc after disc to you in the field at the Arts Center at Wes so Andrew Kastenmeier could put it on film for a class. Since then I've played in St. Louis, Toronto, and now Portland, where I've taken up roots, and plan to stay. Hope all is well with you. They were good times.
Andy Landes N.F. 1981-1984
P.S. I don't recall having a nickname while at Wes, but Jeff Williams was "Doctor Block"