"And the winners are..."

1. Who traveled the farthest?  Rich Remias (Afghanistan)
2. Who drove the shortest distance?  Jeff Clawson (around the corner)
3. Who’s been married the longest?  Stacy Mays Roberts and Jenny Wolfe Schultz (17 years)
4. Who are the (most) newlyweds?  Melissa Brundjar Werner (married in May)
5. Who has the most children?  Jay and Susan Lucarelli (six)
6. Who has the youngest child or is expecting?  Michelle Gagnon Bzdafka
7. Who has traveled to the most countries?  Rich Remias and Terry Guilian
8. Who bought the first ticket to the reunion?  Chrissy Bateman Ferguson 
   
   
   Kenston Kouples

 

Although our “cutest couple” didn’t last (Karen and Jeff), quite a few of our classmates found love with other Kenston graduates.  (Please contact us if we missed any.)

 

Jack Haas and Laura Kreiner

Robert Klank and Mary Ann Platten

Jay Lucarelli and Susan Maklouf
Jason Taylor and Sarah Lytle

 

Jeff Clawson and Carolyn Secura (‘88)

Kathleen Cutshaw and Emil Valerio (‘85)

Jay Dabney and Julie Ellinger ('87)
Tony Hajdu and Michelle Bluso (‘85)

Graeme Patey and Carrie Lencewicz (‘87)
Julie Petsock and Mike Thompson ('84)

Chrissy Pfingston and Scott Banham ('79)
Trip Roney and Meg Haas (‘92)
Lynn Russell and Will Janick ('88)

Cal Williams and Maryjane Bergh (‘87)

Bob Willis and Brenda Kreiner (‘83)

Jenny Wolfe and Karl Schultz (‘85)

 

 

It Couldn't Be Done
by Edgar Guest
Read by Doug Bryant in our graduation ceremony

Somebody said that it couldn't be done,
  But he with a chuckle replied
That "maybe it couldn't," but he would be one
  Who wouldn't say so till he'd tried.
So he buckled right in with the trace of a grin
  On his face.  If he worried he hid it.
He started to sing as he tackled the thing
  That couldn't be done, and he did it.

Somebody scoffed: "Oh, you'll never do that;
  At least no one ever has done it";
But he took off his coat and he took off his hat,
  And the first thing we knew he'd begun it.
With a lift of his chin and a bit of a grin,
  Without any doubting or quiddit,
He started to sing as he tackled the thing
  That couldn't be done, and he did it.

There are thousands to tell you it cannot be done,
  There are thousands to prophesy failure;
There are thousands to point out to you, one by one,
  The dangers that wait to assail you.
But just buckle in with a bit of a grin,
  Just take off your coat and go to it;
Just start to sing as you tackle the thing
  That "cannot be done," and you'll do it.