CLASS of 1899
For the unfortunate '99ers who were unable to make the Maine pilgrimage this summer there may-be some compensation in these details from the ones actually there. The first bull's eye was at Lakewood. Tim Lynch and his wife, George Clark, Ned Warren, and Mrs. Warren made a two-day trip from the farm at Plymouth; Gus Heywood and his wife made a 300-mile day of it from Worcester, Mass., while Warren Kendall and his wife ran up the same day from Kennebunkport. This was all on Tuesday, August 4. The gang for the bull's eye changed when Fred Martin joined the crowd for supper and a show. How long the reunion continued after the show is nobody's business. But Fred's account of his work at the Good Will School was what kept the ball rolling.
Wednesday, the crowd moved on to Athens to take Bert Watson's home by storm. Bert's wife and his three children, Barbara, Adelbert, and Howard, were all on hand, and gave their guests a jolly welcome. Bert is soon due back on his duties as principal of the Somerset Academy in Athens. In the afternoon Ernest Silver, his sister, and Miss Shaw of the Plymouth Normal School joined the pilgrims in a visit to Fred's school, with a supper-date for the party at Bangor. Tim also slipped in a visit on an old teacher of his at Dover-Foxcroft, and spade on his brother at Bucksport.
Tony Willard did the honors on Thursday morning, showing them all over the University of Maine after they had made a visitation on the Oldtown Indians by themselves. Tony's seventeen-year-old twins, Sarah and Paul, as well as his wife, were on hand. The older son Richard saw less of the celebration, for he was putting in the summer haying in order to finance a private automobile enterprise. Dinner at the Bangor House was followed by a visit and tea at Hampton with Helen Atwood and her daughter Martha. Bill Atwood's going in the spring just after the plans for the trip had been announced was a hard blow. He had been one of the heartiest supporters of the summer crusade, and Helen and Martha loyally entered into the spirit of the reunion, as he would have rejoiced to see them do.
By Friday the make-up of the party had shifted, some having left for home the evening before, and several spending the night Thursday at the Samoset in Portland. The next gathering was to be the peak in numbers. Supper at the Nonantum in Kennebunkport saw the following assembled: Doc Hawkes and his wife, Joe and Mrs. Gannon, Dave Parker and Mrs. Parker and Frances (Frances enters Smith this fall), Arthur and Mrs. Irving, Rodney Sanborn and his wife and their friend Mr. Sidell, Harold French (who had been waiting impatiently for three days for the gang to come), the Kendalls with Roberta and Gordon, the Lynches, the Owen Hobans, the Hale Dearborns, George Clark, and Louis and Mrs. Benezet. The Bennys motored over from Burlington, where he has been teaching in summer school. But this night he sat at the piano box while the crowd sang their fill in the big room they had to themselves.
Golf at the Portland Country Club brought in one new face, Lem Hodgkins, 1900. The golfers were Drs. Sanborn and Parker, Lem, Joe, Hale, Benny, Arthur and Mrs. Irving, and Tim. Rumors, gossip, and even the Associated Press may not be trusted to report accurately the statistics of such an occasion. If there's anyone in the crowd whose golf-word is above reproach, go ask him the results. Tim says the doctors carried off the honors. This is such a generous gesture on Tim's part that we're pretty nearly able to believe it. Anyway the ententecordiale was still sufficiently in evidence to send the Lynches to spend a happy weekend with the Sanborns at Stony Wall in Ossipee
Thus endeth the first annual summer jaunt of the Ninety-Nine Roadsters and Runabouts. Here's looking for you in 1932.
The sympathy of the class goes out to Pap and Mrs. Abbott and James Abbott for the death of Alson M., Jr., after an operation in midsummer. At Dartmouth he was a member of Alpha Delta Phi and of Sphinx. He had gone to work after college with the Standard Oil Company of New Jersey. A year in the production field at Humble, Texas, was followed by a period at Hull, Texas, and finally by some weeks in the sales department at Plainfield, N. J. The boy was making good in a definite way, and had a very promising future in his chosen field. Nothing hits us harder than an unexpected break like this in the ranks of our second generation.
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