That's Nate. Nathan Hodge. Too smart for his own good. I think it made him miserable all the time. Nate hung out with the Ukies and lived on more floor in the dorm freshman year. We ended up living in an apartment together for a year and he played drums in one of my bands. He was a horrible drummer (we were a horrible band most of the time) but he was ignitable. He was very Kurt Cobain-ish (ah, what Kurt would have given to look as much like John Lennon as Nate did). When Nevermind came out, I bought it, but Nate borrowed it and I didn't see the CD again for 4 months. That was OK because I heard the CD from his room at least 3 times a day. Nate went to Yale to get his masters in Slavic studies. I have no idea where he is today. If you ever find yourself living with this guy, beware the dishpile monsters!




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