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A glimpse into the recording studio for WKCO 91.9 FM, Kenyon College Radio, in Farr Hall. WKCO first entered the airwaves as WKCG in 1946.

Kenyon College Rugby Club (KCRC) members Sadie Richards ’24, Christiane Betfarhad ’26 and Erin Gallagher ’25 go for the ball during practice. KCRC, now a gender-inclusive group, was founded in 1981 as a women’s team.

Audrey Baker ‘25 and her father, Patrick Baker, relax outside Rosse Hall while waiting for the pep band to perform during Family Weekend, in October.

One of Us

Pilot Maria Zarka '16 and her mother recently made aviation history on a first-of-its-kind flight.

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Saving the Swallows

Bryn Savidge ’24 created an interactive coloring book to help kids learn about barn swallows.

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Kenyon in Quotes

"I have often said about death: It’s the one thing that defines us. That struggle to fight it is misplaced. Why not live life the best you can so that when this thing that we all have comes our way, it is not an enemy, but, in fact, can actually be a friend?”

—Ted Walch ’63 in an Aug. 29 interview with NBC’s Today show. Walch died on Sept. 8 at the age of 80. An obituary will run in the next issue of this magazine.

Lost & Found

As leaves change color and start to drop along Middle Path, objects have a tendency to go missing. Thankfully, the campus listservs are there to provide a listening ear for those who have misplaced an item or two (and, on occasion, use it to reconnect the item with its owner). Here are some of this season’s finest lost (and found). 

Homemade pep band T-shirts.
After being labored over in preparation for a Friday afternoon Nerf war on south campus, the garments disappeared from the Watson common room, but were found in time for the foam battle in question. 

A professor’s wedding ring.
Thought to have slipped off its owner’s finger while teaching in the Cheever Room in Finn House, the “simple but broad yellow band” was soon found and returned to its rightful place.

A Beats headphone case at half-occupancy, “with one beat inside.” 
The owner reportedly dropped the Beat (and its case) somewhere on  south campus.

A dark blue newsie hat. 
Initials embroidered on the inside rim, last seen on Middle Path or in the Black Box theater. 

A sentimental pocket knife.
Last seen in Mather or McBride by a member of the maintenance team doing some much-needed restroom repair.

A bicycle, found abandoned 
at the intersection of Gaskin Ave. and New Gambier Rd. To get it back, its owner must call the email sender’s husband and describe the model, before embarking on the long, painful journey of earning back the bike’s trust. 

—Carolyn Ten Eyck '18

Class Notes

Recent Class Notes
’74

Sidney E. Wanetick writes, “As our 50th approaches, I frequently reflect on the twists and turns of life. My father, who never went to college, told me college would be the best years of my life and to enjoy it. For two years I took him very literally and enjoyed myself way too much. The light bulb went off when Dr. Jegla, my physiology professor, suggested I consider dropping pre-med and finding another vocation. At a Reunion weekend years later, I was having a beer with Dean Edwards — whom I got to know well, as many of you may remember. I mentioned how five of us PEEPS had fared. Four physicians: Joseph J. Baem — who, I am sad to report, passed away in July — Paul Shapiro, Stuart B. Weiner and me. And one dentist: Thomas F. Northway. Dean Edwards replied, ‘I wouldn’t have put money on it.’ But we all made it, because the unique experience that is Kenyon impacts our lives profoundly and stays with us forever.” Sidney spends winters in Mexico and summers in Carlsbad, California, “where we bought an old — not to be confused with charming — townhouse, gutted and remodeled it, and are determined never to move again!”

’73

Mitchell L. Jablons, Watchung, New Jersey, reflects, "I didn’t realize semi-retirement is a full-time job. Between exercising, travel, friendships, family responsibilities and a once- or twice-a-week job as an anesthesiologist, my days are full. My Kenyon liberal arts education has been a great launching pad to enjoy intellectual challenges as I age. Just glad I received it at a time when the cost was a fraction of what it is currently."

’91

Richard H. Barron updates, “After 30 years of coaching college basketball, I retired to Hilton Head Island, South Carolina, with my wife, Maureen, and son, Billy. Our twin daughters play softball at Swarthmore, and Billy and I won the state championship in basketball at Hilton Head Prep, where Maureen is a teacher. I am filling my days as a boat captain with Salty Dog at the South Beach Marina.”

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