Class of 1903
The Boston alumni dinner at the banquet hall of the Chamber of Commerce Building in Boston, on March 11, 1933, will furnish an opportunity for some of our politically worn and business-exhausted Potholeskers to forget the present and to renew old friendships. Freddie Brown just naturally will be behind the bat at Washington, but "Pip" Howard is sure to be present and tell us how near he came to going onto Beacon Hill. Let's all go and get a breath of the old North Wind direct from Hanover. It will be refreshing.
A note from D. H. Leavitt of Tabor Academy at Marion, Mass., that school famous not alone for its educational advantages but its unique training in boat handling, reads most interestingly concerning our classmate, Vic Cutter. "Justbefore Christmas vacation, Victor Cutterwas made an honorary member of theStudents' Council at Tabor Academy,where Victor Jr. is preparing for Dartmouth. Mr. Cutter was initiated in thecustomary way, and wore a large rope noosearound his neck while he was at the school,until he was formally taken in. Then therope was exchanged for a ribbon of thecolors bearing the Council emblem—aship's wheel. Mr. Cutter was the eighthman to be thus honored at Tabor. Amongthe others was Donald MacMillan. Mr.Cutter is directly responsible for the schoolcruising program in Central Americancountries." We're glad they didn't tighten the noose, Vic.
Word from the Alumni Office shows that Dana Whipple of Waltham, Mass., has changed his address to 437 Moody St. Presumably this is a change.
Also from the same source comes a long desired address of Frank S. Drown, given as Truckee, Calif. Frank keeps the number at ten of Potholeskers in the state of California. Herb Follett please take notice and arrange for contact with the San Francisco gang.
The announcement of the marriage of Mary Louise Hunnell to Mr. John Crowell, on Saturday the thirty-first of December, 1932, has been made by Mr. and Mrs. Joseph Hunnell of Chicago. Mr. and Mrs. Crowell will be at home after the fifteenth of January at 7639 Eastlake Terrace. John is the son of Jack of our class, and we all extend our best wishes and congratulations.
The untimely and sudden death of Karl Skinner by automobile accident on January 27, 1933, removes from our active list one of the finest characters of our class. Following so soon upon the death of Mrs. Skinner, the loss to the little girl Charlotte, just ten years of age, become really beyond estimation. The thoughts of everyone of Karl's classmates goes out to her to comfort her in her distress.
"Wooley," W. H. Woolverton, Esq., of Birmingham, Ala., has at last written a letter, which actually balances his account with your class secretary. It is a letter. Let me say that "Wooley" is the same old "Wooley" of college days, full of Dartmouth spirit, proud of the early attainments of his family circle, enthusiastic in his class friendships, and as ever slightly depreciative of his own efforts. In his. letter he speaks most appreciatively of the brief visit of Ned and Charlotte Kenerson, a year or more ago, and then of the delightful visitation of O. W. and Amy Smith in August of this year. "They stayed longenough for us to have a real sure enoughtime together—and believe me we had agood time. When you see O. W. make himtell you about the nigger waiter and thefish." On with the story, O. W., we're listening. "Wooley's" eldest daughter, Mary, graduated last year from Goucher College with a splendid scholarship record, and Virginia is this year a sophomore at the same institution. Providing that "Wooley" can move heaven and earth he's going to be with us in Hanover in June—that is where he is slightly depreciative of his own efforts. It's a big job, "Wooley," but we want you.
From "Squeaks from the Golden Gate" we learn that Frank Wentworth, after studying "Modern Ski Technique" by Otto Schniebs and John W. McCrillis, endeavored to put theory into practice while on descent from a high Sierra peak. Frank seemed to have rid himself of several decades of years until he had almost accomplished that beautiful combination of effort called the telemark. Just at the wrong instant his feet refused to do what Mr. Schniebs had outlined for them to do and a toss was the sequence. Frank suffered a broken arm well up toward the shoulder and is now observing a physician's technique in restoring a serviceable right arm. We're sorry Frank, we love your youthful ardor, but we advise caution when past the fifty-year mark. May we all shake your right hand good and hard in June.
Emily T. Chedel desires me to convey to the class her thanks and appreciation for the flowers sent at the time of Charles' funeral and for the many letters received from his classmates.
Secretary, 198 Humphrey St., Marblehead, Mass
