Stanford Law School - Yearbook (Palo Alto, CA)

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DAVID V. KOLOVAT The facts? January 13, 1945. Rock Island, Illinois. University of Iowa, London School of Economics, Political Science. Single. And of course law school, the acid test. Now to get down to the business of restoring meaningful monologue to the Stanford community. The one thing that may be said regarding those years is that they certainly were. The interrupted journey: somebody spoke and I went into a dream, suddenly confronting the edge at the center, within me and without me. It couldn't be too much, only all that was there. The future? To be, in the vast, essential oneness of the universe. Free. The message? You'll know it when you see it: stay as you are. EDWARD A. KOPLOWITZ Here lies Ed Koplowitz, done, drained and dead, Known to his friends as redoubtable Ed, Born at a young age in wondrous San Fran, He spent his whole boyhood devising a plan, He would go to a high school, one Lick-Wilmerding, Wherein he could gambol and do his own thing, Thence to the East and to Brandeis to stay, To learn and to talk and mayhaps to play, To graduate well, even magna cum laude, Better,oh better, than Boston clam chowder, And on, on to Stanford, the school of the law, A frightful experience, right down to the maw, Of rights, wrongs and maybes, of contracts and torts, Of rights, writs and wrotes and even moot courts, To emerge from the cave with his brainstuff uncurled, But wait! He lives yet! It be just a new world! CHARLES E. KOOB Wheels have been set in motion, and they have their own pace to which we are condemned. Each move is dictated by the previous one-that is the meaning of order. If we start being arbitrary it'l1 just be a shambles: at least, let us hope so. Because if we happened, just happened to discover, or even suspect, that our spontaneity was part of their order, we'd know that we were lost. from Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead by Tom Stoppard I dreamed once that my future and my being really did belong to me. Foolish! And yet even since that dream I have at least suspected that I really could fly and somehow the order of jesuit education, the LSAT, and Stanford Law School has been shambled meaningfully.

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DAN RAY KEILY B.A. University of Colorado 1966. LL.B. Stanford University, January 1969. KENNETH R. KAYE Reared in Milwaukee, Wisconsin, Ken moved to Kansas City, Missouri, for the senior year of high school and found himself one of two Democrats in the senior class. He spent the next four years in Philadelphia at the Wharton School of Finance, University of Pennsylvania, majoring in both accounting and finance. Kenis reaction to the Stanford campus was like that of a man with claustrophibia getting off a crowded elevator, and the feeling carried over in his reactions to first year law school. The enthusiasm was killed second year, but revived the third year. He aspires to the role of occasional gadfly and has used his three years in law school developing the art. Future plans include two years in the Army, then practicing law somewhere west of the Continental Divide. Motto: There are only two things that matter in life: work and love. And only the love should show. 7 JOEL N. KLEVENS Joel was born in Lexington, Kentucky on December 28, 1944, but had the foresight and good fortune to move to southern California at the age of nine months. He attended North Hollywood High School and attained what he considered significant athletic prowess on the tennis team. He spent an enjoyable four years at the University of California at Berkeley, where, in addition to academic pursuits in the field of American history, he was active in the FSM and CORE. Liberalism and social conscience behind him, he enrolled at Stanford Law School, serving as a Note Editor of Volume 21 of the Law Review in his last year. Joel married the lovely and charming Susan Beth Richards on December 22, 1968, and the happy couple intend to remain in the Bay Area next year while Joel is serving as a law clerk for Justice Stanley Mosk of the California Supreme Court.

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ge' ,,,,L:nw' CHARLES P. KUNTZ A.B. Stanford University 1966. STEPHEN F. KUNKEL B.A. Yale University 1966. MICHAEL C. LITT David was born in 1892 in a small Alaskan mining town. When he was very young his parents moved to Oregon where David grew up. He rose to the rank of captain in the American Expeditionary Force During World War I, serving with distinction. He later worked as a waiter, taxicab driver, and, despite little formal education, as a museum tour guide. He spent much of his spare time working on improvements on steam engines, with the goal in mind of making their widespread use for automobiles again practical. While on a trip to Chicago to get backing for his invention he was severly injured by a streetcar, on January 27th, 1926. He died of injuries received in the accident on January 30th, 1926.