Ann Fitzgerald Aichinger remembers taking brother George (a safe date) to Black Cat in 1984. However, he turned out to be the hottie for everyone else. Ann's parents found these pictures and blackmailed Ann and George about them!

Allyson Parr Beckley writes, "My favorite story is not a very mature story and probably not one to be proud of! Our freshman year several people got hotel rooms at the hotel where the dance was. At some point during the evening, Marie Wooldridge and I and our dates went upstairs to visit a "party." When we got there we went out on the balcony to see the city skyline and looked down and there were mattresses on the ground - 20+ stories below. Our dates looked at each other with that devilish look in their eye and next thing you know, we are watching a mattress float ever so serenely - swish, swish - down to the ground. It was a sight I will never forget!!

Well, we knew we had done wrong, so we proceeded to go down the elevator, through the lobby, down a escalator and outside to retrieve our mattress. We (the boys) picked up the mattress and carried it back inside, up the escalator, through the lobby, and up the elevator back to its rightful place.

Needless to say, Agnes Scott was never allowed to have Black Cat at that hotel ever again, but the memories are priceless!!"

Be sure to check out the Black Cat "blast from the past" photos!!

CURRENT NEWS:

Just had to share... Jon's taking two classes this qtr - Macro Economics and Fresman English - Writing and Rhetoric. Now, on the first day of English class the professor told them that the dept had decided this class was going to be more like a philosophy class. So Monday & Tuesday English classes this week: they watch a movie called "Tarnation" (plot description from imdb: "Filmmaker Jonathan Caouette's documentary on growing up with his schizophrenic mother - a mixture of snapshots, Super-8, answering machine messages, video diaries, early short films, and more -- culled from 19 years of his life.") The prof prefaced the showing of this only with the comment "in case any of you haven't come up with a research topic yet". Jon said no one said a word during or after, even when the prof asked at the end if anyone had any comment. Although the boy behind him said "oh my god" at the shot of a male butt bent over with balls swinging. Jon was pretty steamed on Monday. Just doesn't see how it fits with writing or rhetoric. Exactly what research topics does she want the kids to choose: the use of electric shock on the mentally ill, homosexuality, drug abuse, child abuse in foster care? Perhaps William S. Burroughs or the Marquis de Sade? Oh, and then there's this: there hasn't actually been any teaching of what rhetoric is. The only instruction the class got was when Jon read one of his papers in class where he discussed the rhetorical devices used by the author of an article that was the topic of their paper. And to add fuel to the fire - the rest of this week's classes are being spent in the library "to do research." It's this prof's first class - you'd like to think that since she clearly doesn't actually want to teach that it might be her last, but she'll probably end up with tenure. By the way, Jon did change his research topic. He was going to do a paper on helicopters (specific topic undecided), but decided in his continual effort to kiss up and maintain his 4.0 GPA to change his topic to Familial Insanity -- because the kid who did "Tarnation" became insane after smoking two PCP laced joints one right after the other, and his mother became insane (or existing insanity exacerbated by) 2 years of electric shock treatments, and her parents were both mentally ill as well. Between this and the Public Speaking class last quarter that Jon was so disappointed with, he's quite happy that his plan was already to go the Business route - because those profs have been great. So... for those of you with Freshman this year - why not rent "Tarnation" this weekend. It was a Cannes winner, by the way. Share with the group what you think. Later, Ann Colona Bennett

Elizabeth Bolton Davis and Deadra Moore have a new lease on life now that their son Walker, 3, has decided sleeping by himself isn't so terrible. Beth, a partner with Epstein, Becker and Green, continues to help polluters clean up their acts, industry make sense of environmental regulations, and developers build responsibly. Lately Deadra hasn't been working on stage, but recently joined both the Screen Actors Guild and AFTRA (radio and television). She also volunteers as a founding committee member and Judging Coordinator of The Suzi Bass Awards, Atlanta's new professional theatre awards. Walker spends his time singing, practicing writing and coloring, playing in his sandbox and helping with the yard work.

Can you believe it's already November? To where has the time gone? Our reunion was over 6 months ago, already! Temperatures here in Arizona are still in the high 80s so it's a bit difficult to think of Thanksgiving and Christmas. It seems there ought to be some cool weather and crisp autumn air first. Yet, time stands still for no man (or woman). I am thinking of Thanksgiving break and the many tasks that need to get done; but more importantly, I'm thinking of the many blessings I am thankful for - a great education, family, friends, everything I need and most of what I want! This Thanksgiving is going to be a bittersweet one for us. The son of a good friend lost his life in Iraq last month, reminding me that we never know what tomorrow brings. It was a jolt back to reality; a reminder to never miss the opportunity to tell those I love that I love them since it might be the last time I speak to them. I pray that your holiday season is a blessed one - full of everything you need, most of what you want and an abundance of joie de vivre. Ellen