The Class of 1962 had its unlikely beginnings in the Fall of 1949 when little B…… L..... let go of her mother’s hand and ventured into Kindergarten. The following year, she was joined by B…., P….., and R….. . The four became fast friends in spite of their dire threats not to invite each other to their respective birthday parties. By the time they reached the mature age of eight, two new members of the class had arrived: V……. had not had time to acquire an antipathy toward her “Snappy” nickname, nor had S…. yet learned to roll her hair in a French twist. B…… F…. and Dodo swelled the ranks in the Fourth Grade. In the Sixth Grade, an optimist known as M…. joined us. And then, during the historic year of ’56-’57, we were invaded: from Outer Tatnall came S…. to draw for us, M… to keep us in touch with reality, V……. to moderate our enthusiasms, A…. – a future skier, M…… – destined to edit our hard-wrung reports, N…. – our blonde, E…….. – our financier, S….. our materialist, S.. – our equestrienne and B…… – our link to the goings-on of the outside world. B… and B….., both free-wheeling literati, made the scene in 1957. In the Ninth Grade, we acquired D…… and the Siren-of-the-South came North. Finally, J…. sailed into our midst just in time to enjoy the Senior Year.