Amherst Class of 1963 Twenty-fifth Reunion
STEPHEN ROSENBLUM, M. D.
24O5 EYE STREET, N.W.
SUITE 3B WASHINGTON, D.C. 2OO37
telephone (2O2) 872-9246
February 10, 1988
Your recent note and several gentle nudges from John Franklin have finally prompted me to take a stab at this letter. It is the evening after a long day's work and for some reason things seen to be particularly clear to me tonight. With Amherst on my mind at the moment, it is clear to me that my Amherst friendships continue to provide me with some of the warmest and most open relationships in my life. They are friendships that never need to be renewed because they never seem to have been interrupted. I am continuously amazed at how easy they are no matter how long the separation.
It is equally clear to me how much my life's work is an extension and continuation of my Amherst experience. I am sure that my psychiatric and psychoanalytic education taught me a great deal, but I am convinced I learned how to ask the right questions, avoid the stereotypes and view the world in new and creative ways at Amherst. Those are the essential tools in my work. I feel fortunate to have chosen a profession which is a source of continuous surprises, endless opportunities to learn and innumerable new avenues to pursue.
When I clear away the clutter of occasional problems, my life has been relatively free of the "ordinary unhappiness of everyday life". I have never had to deal with major illnesses or losses. My entire family is all well and leading vibrant lives. I have two kind and thoughtful children who, with the requisite adolescent angst, are moving forward into the world. Eric is taking a semester off from college and in two days will depart with a back pack and a Eurorail pass for Israel and Europe. I am in awe of his courage. Karen is about to graduate from college and enter the working world. As someone who remained in the protective bosom of medical education until his early 30's, I am awed by her as well.
With my wife undertaking a new and successful career of her own, our marriage has had no opportunity to suffer from the empty nest syndrome. That I'm sure is due in no small way to the fact that she continues to cook and do the laundry.
Finally, despite a slight loss of hair, my physical prowess remains undiminished. I no longer travel the circuit, but I'm willing to meet anybody on the squash court who would like to challenge that statement (as long as they're over 45).
I have gone well beyond the usual paragraph of my alumni fund solicitation letters and I am beginning to ramble. Accept my apologies for the lateness of this letter.