Class of 1900
The fifty-ninth annual out-door roundup of the class was held again at New London on the Kezar. It was a grand and glorious event with the largest attendance ever.
The first arrivals were Ben Prescott and Ray Firth, and once again the Secretary would pay full tribute to the kindliness, thoughtfulness, and motherly care of old Ben. Every year he goes to the Masonic Home in Manchester and helps poor blind Ray into his car and then continues to give him that constant attention necessary to make his trip easy and joyous. We imagine it must be the gala event of the year for Ray. He of all the inmates is a member of the class of 1900, privileged once a year to leave the four walls of the home and spend a glorious week-end with the boys. Now he knows each one by the sound of his voice, listens to the story of their lives, and then returns to recall as each day goes by the happy moments of that week-end at Kezar. It takes a bighearted man like Ben to bring such joy into the life of a classmate, and we honor and respect him for his unselfishness. May his years be many!
DR. DOLLOFF "OFF THE RECORD"
Perhaps the great event at this year's reunion was a three hours' debate, from ten to one (standard time), between the lawyers of the class and Dr. Dolloff. Our eminent psychiatrist had just returned from giving expert evidence at the Millen trial. His opinion of criminal law and lawyers cannot be printed here. It was the old question of how much society is to blame and how much bad environment has to do with later criminal acts. Theoretically we ascribe the victory to the Doc, although we all would feel safer to follow the hard-boiled lawyers' methods of procedure. Charles was at his best, and it's always a joy anyway to see lawyers squirm. Captain Boy-ed was general host, assisted by Collector Tuttle, who took over Chelseas' job and by perfectly honest means emerged with a surplus. Golf, bridge, bowling on the green, strolls, and long, long talks on the veranda made the hours fly, and soon another round-up was history. Next year it's Hanover and thirty-five years.
Bill Colbert is now staying permanently at the Veterans Hospital in Augusta, Me. Early in the year he went to Porto Rico to carry on his work with the alcohol unit of the United States government. He was taken desperately ill and was transferred to Florida, where he finally gained strength enough to make his way North. Now he's returned and we hope comfortable. Bill's health has always been bad since he came home from the Philippines years ago. We are so glad to have him in an institution where he will get the best of care, even though he has to give up active duties.
Walter Blair's boy has been helping Henry Teague at the Mt. Washington House. He's a fine boy, and Henry was glad as always to give him a little help in the way of a summer job.
Perry Fairfield, in addition to being vicepresident of Henry Teague's Mt. Washington Hotel Company, is now president of the New Hampshire Golf Association. Perry is always holding some office in the town, county, or state, plus being one of the most popular hotel men in New England. Marian is well on her way to becoming a noted woman physician. She is the only Hanover girl to play tennis on even terms with the men. At this moment she is a finalist in the Vermont State Woman's Championship played at Brattleboro.
Minot Fowler Jr. was a scholar of distinction in the freshman class last year. A chip off the old block, although he will not do the work of four years in three, as his father did before him.
President Walter Rankin made a hurried trip by rail to visit his son, Andrew, who now resides in Portland, Oregon. He saw Sam Banning, past president of the Chicago Alumni Association, and also Vic Salinger in Pasadena. Wallis wishes it understood that he didn't lose his front teeth in this trip,—he infers that he found them missing after a long talk with Chelsea early in June.
Charles Proctor, the expert nature photographer of the class and college, took a week's trip to the Gaspe Peninsula in Quebec in order to photograph the gannets, who have their rookery on Bonaventure Island, just three miles off the coast town of Perse. It's probably the largest gannet rookery in the world, as about 12,000 birds gather there to lay their eggs and rear their young. A gannet has a wing spread of about 72 inches and is one of the most beautiful of the sea birds. Charles scrambled up and down cliffs at the risk of his life and snapped about 200 pictures. He now has a prize collection of pictures of herons, duck hawks, and gannets. Pictures of the duck hawks, taken at Holt's Ledge, appeared in the National Geographic. Charles' golf game is better this year than usual. Young John spent the summer yacht racing at Nantucket. John was an honor student last year and has one more year at Dartmouth. He hopes to become a yacht designer. Young Charles is still laying out ski trails for the state of New Hampshire in addition to his duties as a furnisher of ski equipment.
PLENTY OF GOLF
Fred Jennings rented a cottage at Kennebunk Beach for the summer. It's next door to Lem Hodgkins, and, as you may imagine, just a few yards from the golf course. Fred has taken up golf real seriously.
Jim Woodman's boy Everett is captain of the Phillips Exeter ball team for next year. It's an all-Dartmouth regime at Exeter with Bill Clark's (the Dartmouth halfback) brother captain of football and Everett of baseball. Jim is still operating with rod, niblick, and knife.
John B. Warden, M.D., is now located in Ashaway, R. IS where he has bought a good practice. You will remember that this was the place Johnny left to go into government service. Last year his boy was a student in the Hanover High School, but he will probably attend the Westerly High School this year.
Day Condit ran into Bill Howard on La Salle St. in Chicago during the latter part of August. Day said that the only changes he could see in Bill were that he was thinner and his face appeared a little older. He is in the real estate business and was just leaving for Seattle. Bill is the same retiring and mysterious sort of a chap who disappears from sight and then turns up two or three years later. It is almost impossible to keep track of him, but that doesn't mean that Bill isn't just as fond of the class and College as he always was.
Neilly Gibbons is very, very ill.
Mr. and Mrs. McDavitt left the week before Labor Day for a boat trip down the St. Lawrence. It will take about three weeks and will be followed by a short motor trip to some part of New England. Mac has been working terribly hard all summer and was glad to get away from the telephone and the telephone company.
L. B. Richardson has been spending a turbulent summer, tutoring his boys and taking his Scotch terrier for evening strolls. Both are brunettes, but the one going the fastest is the dog.
Secretary, Hanover, N. H.
