CLASS OF 1920
Enclosed with this issue is a letter explaining the group subscription plan adopted by the class at the reunion this June. Read it carefully to see just how your account stands and to make sure that you will receive the ALUMNI MAGAZINE during the balance of the year. This issue is sent to you at the expense of the College.
There lias been no class letter since the reunion. A complete account appeared in the August issue of the MAGAZINE. The Tenth Year Report was mailed early in June. There are still a number of men who have not received copies. If the address used for this mailing is not correct, let us know.
The summer months have been quiet in many ways. Little news has come to the editorial desk. This leaves the column open for more of the letters intended for the Report but received too late. They are not printed in the order of lateness. There will be more next issue.
ABE WINSLOW, secretary of the Pacific Coast Association, sends an issue of TheWrangler, the "Official Gazetteer and Bazoo" of the Dartmouth round-up scheduled for November 26 at San Francisco. We quote and hope Twenty will be well represented.
"The first issue of the Wrangler told about the campfires planned for the round-up Wednesday noon, November 26, chuckwagon food for the team at the official bunkhouse, Fairmont Hotel. Friday night before the game, big bonfire banquet and songfeststag—to warm up for the cheering. Then THE GAME on Saturday! The biggest thing for the Western Wranglers since the Washington trip ten years ago.
"Able Winslow '2O heads the Alumni Association's committee, Ritchie Smith '26 is in charge of music, yodling, and cheers, Pawtucket Robinson '14 sends out publicity, and Hole-in-One Line Wilson '13 will sign you up for hotel reservations or tell you what train to take. Line has asked especially that you write to him rather than directly to hotels for reservations. He and his henchmen will fix you up at the official bunkhouse, the Fairmont, with the special rate we are getting there, or any hotel you want. His address is 230 Post St., San Francisco."
SAM CENTER
From the nights at the Hanover switchboard I naturally turned to the New Eng. Tel. & Tel. Cos., and have been with them since September 1920. The present title is supervising cable foreman. I have from twelve to twenty-five men with me, and we "hook-up" new telephone cables in the state of New Hampshire. At present I have charge of the Concord-Manchester section of a new toll cable from Boston to Concord, N. H. All the overhead line is on private right-of-way through woods, swamps, and ledges. My private car is a "snow-mobile"—just as comfortable as a "tank" and about as noisy.
When this job is over we move to another, usually to another town. Since our marriage, 1924, my wife and I have lived in thirty different towns of New Hampshire and Massachusetts. Usually we have furnished apartments—and how! We lived at the "Breakers" in Lynn for two months, then in a boarding house at Rochester, N. H., for two weeks, and once in a perfect gem of an apartment in Newburyport, Mass.—for three days.
I haven't much time for hobbies. My favorite recreation is a good mystery storyto be read at one sitting, of course. I drive from fifty to one hundred miles a day on the job, and manage to turn up about twelve thousand miles a season on the family buswhich just now is a Chevrolet coupe.
Reunions and other class affairs have in the past been rather difficult for me to attend, but I intend to change that in the future.
CHARLIE CRATHEKN
1922—Exit from Hanover with sheepskin. Married in June. 1922-1925-—Central America—resident of famous "Banana Republics"— Employed by United Fruit Cos. 1925-1926—Hanover Second year Tuck School—Daughter born at Mary Hitchcock. 1926-1929—The Hills Brothers Company— Located in Cleveland, Ohio, and New Haven, Conn. 1929-1930—Worcester—Back to my old home town. Manager of radio department in the BarnardSumner & Putnam Company, which department is leased by N. H. Amidon, radio dealer in Worcester. Son born in Worcester—to date he is better material for Jack Cannell's football line than for Harry Hillman's squad. (There are two other children—Ed.)
PIKE EMORY
I am writing by the first mail to leave after receiving this invitation to expose myself, but it is probably far too late to be included with the rest.
While you are all gathered at Hanover I shall be out oil one of our cruises in the Dangerous or Paumotu Archipelago, where I am in charge of an anthropological survey now nearing the half of its completion after a year among the atolls. We had a small yacht built last year and equipped with a 35 h.p. motor, and now we go humming from island to island along the 700 mile chain, camping with the natives from one to four weeks wherever we may study them to good advantage. It is a fascinating life, close to the primitive, full of color and movement. The jumps from island to island are frequently one to two hundred miles. We do most of our traveling at night, arriving off our atoll about daylight, and then shooting through the narrow pass into the lagoon, carried on a seven knot current or fighting against it.-Or, if the atoll has no pass, we are obliged to land on a native canoe through the surf.
I feel about as far removed from New England as it is possible to be. Raw fish daily and choice of any one of several Paumotu dialects or Tahitian.
KEN HUSSEY
As you know, I did not finish my course at Dartmouth. After leaving, there was an inevitable period of finding myself or finding the work that I would be happy in. In 1920, the chain store idea caught my fancy—and here I am, just about ready to turn the corner of ten years' service with the W. T. Grant Company.
The work has taken me into about twenty stores, scattered over twelve states, including Alabama, Florida, and Wisconsin, as well as plenty through the eastern part of the country. Big stores or small stores, all have been very interesting, and often there have been exciting events (such as a near lynching party that occurred in North Carolinawhat a night!!!)
Four years ago I took over my first store as manager, in Fond du Lac, Wis., remaining there for about a year and one-half, and enjoying the experience immensely. It was there that I met the girl who was to become my wife. After I was transferred to Gardner, Mass., she came on to Boston, and we were married there on February 12, 1928.
Our youngster was born in Gardner the following December, a husky lad who keeps us hustling from morning until night. But he's a great institution! In fact, he seems to fill the bill for me as a hobby—l can claim no other.
With all my moving around there has been little opportunity to become a "jiner" or otherwise a pillar of society. My affiliations are Masonic, Kiwanis, and American Legion.
BUNG ROLAND
Married, three children.
Have spent all my time since leaving college in the florist business. Started in by pushing a wheelbarrow filled with "pomme de rue" as we say in Paris. One gets accustomed to the odor, and it is quite healthy. The golf course gets my undivided attention during the summer, with occasional sallies into Maine for trout and salmon.
BUD WEYMOUTH
My baptism of fire as a teacher occurred in 1922 in a high school where duties were numerous, varied, and pleasant. Petersham, Mass., geographically speaking. During the last four years I have been head of the modern language department at American International College in Springfield, Mass., a school that is (pardon the hackneyed adjective) unique in several ways.
In '26 Harvard chose the second easiest method of getting rid of me by dubbing me a Master of Arts. So now I'm A.M. twiceA.M., and A.F. and A.M.
Oh, yes! Back in '23 I took time out for study in France, and for jogging about French, Swiss, Italian, and English landscapes with roommate El Cheney, physics shark. Believe me if you will, I haven't set eyes on Paul Richter since an August eve in London town, when he had just returned from the land of crags and heather.
Chari-vari this next paragraph, or if you prefer, olla-podrida. Just to avoid resembling too strenuously the prof, of fiction and, at times, fact; and also to embellish a checking account, I have occasionally hit the trail in summer. Don't mistake me, it's oil burners, not maps, books, aluminum, or silken hose. Hobbies of course I have. My work rates first. Swimming, dancing, music, tennis, horseback, camping, eating, sleeping, with bridge and golf as last resorts. P.S. I'm not so good at the last two. Favorite car: Nash. If one must prefer blondes, then I'm no gentleman! Marriages, divorces, traffic violations, jail sentences, obsessions, repressions, and latent ambitions as well as inhibitions, may they rest in peace, for the moment.
SO—whether or not, like Fiddler Jones of Spoon River, I shall end up with forty acres, a broken laugh, and a thousand memories, and not a single regret, I do not know yet. I'll leave that to be told by 20's 20th in '40; or possibly 20's 30th in '50.
Since returning to Boston we have had an opportunity to renew contact with several. Among them: PHIBBY BENNETT, banker. He is with the National Shawmut Bank in the real estate department, is enthusiastic about his work, and looks just about the same, hair and all. DICK HATES, No. 1 reuner, sales manager for Halsey Stuart in Boston. He has added considerable weight, is still jovial, a great talker. He is married and lives in Norwood, and has just established a summer place on Lake Winnepesaukee, where he spends a substantial part of the summer. MUGS MOKRILL, banker, is an officer of the Atlantic National Bank of Boston in charge of new business. HIB RICHTEB, lawyer, is a very busy man, and reflects the importance of the work he is doing. He has been recently married and lives in Brookline.
Prom the Boston Herald, June 23, 1930: MERRITT CELEBRATES BIRTH OF DAUGHTER
MEL MEEEITT, former Dartmouth athlete, was presented with a baby daughter yesterday morning, and promptly celebrated the event by scoring a brilliant 71 at the Salem Country Club. Mel was out in 35 and home in 36 and had a chance to break the course record with a 4 at the home hole. He finished with a 6 and, as a result, was just one stroke behind the record 70 recently made by Joe Batchelder.
Condensed from the New York Times of July 9, 1930:
NEW HURDLE APPROVED BY TRACK COACHES
A new hurdle designed to reduce the danger of bad falls and injuries in hurdle racing was announced yesterday by Harry Hillman, Dartmouth College track coach, through the Associated Press.
The improvement is the result of a year's experimentation by EARL THOMSON, Naval Academy coach, Harold Barron, Georgia Tech mentor, and Hillman, all star hurdlers in their day. The,, design presented by this committee has been accepted by the Association of Track Coaches of America and also by the International Athletic Federation, which means that the hurdle undoubtedly will be used in future Olympic competition.
As explained by Hillman, the difference is that the hurdle now in use has the upright in the centre of the base so that in falling the top of the hurdle rises more than two inches. The new design, which places the upright one-third the distance from the front of the base, will reduce this rise to less than onehalf inch.
Secretary, 11 Oak St., Belmont, Mass.
