Class of 1901
The 35th Reunion of the Class of 1901. The class began to gather in Hanover Thursday afternoon, Tommie Remsen was probably the first one to arrive, followed closely by Ros and Beulah Bogue, all the way from Lansing, Mich. Steve and Beth Stevens and family drove in shortly after. Most of the class came in during the day Friday, with a few reporting Saturday. We were, as usual, all quartered in Massachusetts Hall, which has been the class home in Hanover for all reunions.
Friday afternoon the golfers had a tryout on the links as a preliminary to the Class Tournament Saturday (the result of which we never did find out). The others sat on the porch or under the trees in front of Massachusetts, visited with each other, and greeted the new arrivals as they pulled in.
In the evening classmates and families had an informal dinner at the Outing Club House at Occom Ridge, overlooking the lake and adjoining the golf course. A room had been reserved for us there, and we had a fine feed with a lot of singing and conversation. Skunk Hathaway unlimbered his deep bass voice and Doug VanderHoof with Ted Morehouse hit the top spots with reinforced whiskey tenor harmonies. It was a lot of fun. After dinner everybody returned to Massachusetts Hall until 9:30, when lantern slides made from pictures taken during undergraduate days and formal and informal reunions were shown. The audience was extremely vocal in its comments and criticisms of the appearance of classmates oil the screen—particularly one showing the back view of Bunker Bishop in a September morn costume taken at a class week-end outing at a camp south of Boston. Bunker claimed this to be a picture of our class agent, which is not so—the only resemblance being the top rear end of a bald head—and besides the class agent has a waist line. Anyhow we all had some good laughs and a lot of kidding.
The golf tournament took place Saturday morning, and the two teams were captained by Ted Hancock and Tommie Remsen. The others loafed and visited in front of Massachusetts Hall. Saturday noon the class attended the Alumni Luncheon at the Gymnasium, where Hoppy made a fine speech. We all marched down with the other classes—the older classes filing in between open ranks of younger classes at the entrance to the Gym. There are now a lot of classes younger than 'Ol, but we didn't look so old at that.
The ball game afterward, with Cornell was a real game, and not of the usual Commencement variety. The 1901 crowd tried to get a free ticket to the game for an AllAmerican third baseman, but the box office would not recognize Jim McCarten as such.
Saturday evening, the men drove up the river to Orford for the class dinner at Orford Lodge. Ted Hancock took a nap after the ball game and did not wake up until the gang got back from the dinner. Johnnie Ward was the perennial toastmaster and gets better every reunion. Hoppy stole away from his Commencement duties to eat with us and gave a very fine and informal talk. Tom Remsen, dressed in a gallon hat and other Texas Ranger accouterment, led the crowd in singing his "famous "Alouette" with gestures. Chan Cox, dressed becomingly in white, was as pleasing and eloquent as ever. Jim Kimball, without cracking a smile, had the crowd falling off their chairs with his merry quips and stories—his new Lord Fearingfast story and poem on declining years were high spots. Eddie Gibbons with dry humor related experiences which were worthy of being published in Collier's. Bill Sykes told of life in Porto Rico and made a hit with his folk lore story. Douglas VanderHoof took us around the world and gave us inside dope on the life of a retired professional man—which sounded very good. Ted Morehouse gave a good account of himself. Ros Bogue, Spud Harris, Bill Andrus, Tom Mason, and Terry McGovern, who and Eddie Gibbons were back in Hanover for their first reunion, spoke of their enjoyment in being with the gang and their affection for Dartmouth. The dinner broke up at 10:30 and we motored back to Hanover for more visiting and then bed.
Men, wives, and children motored up to Bonnie Oaks on Lake Morey for a fine dinner Sunday noon. A light drizzle prevented horse-shoe pitching and other conservative sports, but did not keep Bunker Bishop from his regular five-year swimsome people suggested that he was not any more sylph-like than in '3l and that he go in training for the 40th reunion plunge.
Sunday evening Hoppy had the class and its families up to his house for a good New England baked bean supper. Celia and he are delightfully gracious hosts, and we had a fine evening in their lovely home.
Some left for home following the Sunday dinner and during the evening. The majority drove away Monday morning, so that by noon only the two or three who had sons or relatives in the graduating class were left in their lonesomeness.
The weather was fine—sunny, clear, and just the right temperature. Except for the drizzle Sunday afternoon the weather was good to 1901 until after the program was completed and we ready to go home.
Bill Sykes kept the crowd entertained at all times with his talk of Porto Rico. He smoked a pipe continuously—using mostly matches—a household size box of which he always had in his hand. "W. R." Brown and Sykes's exchange of dry, New England humor with Ned Warren mixing in, on the front porch of Massachusetts Hall, were alone worth the trip to Hanover. Henry Taylor, instead of pulling people down the front steps as he did at the last reunion, changed to driving his automobile up those steps. "W. R." Brown had a small black book in which he repeatedly made notes of tales and happenings, for subsequent reproduction. Deacon Hildreth worked his camera as usual—more slides to show at the 40th. Special thanks should be extended to Edna Hunter for her clever management of the informal lunch for the ladies up at Lyme, also the tea at the Ledyard Canoe Club house.
In all the reunion was a comfortable, reasonable, enjoyable, and satisfying one.
The attendance was as follows: Bill and Julia Andrus, and son Donald, of the class of 1936, Bunker and Pearl Bishop, and Warren Bishop, Tuck School 1937, Ros and Beulah Bogue, "W. R." Brown, Paul Burleigh, Bill and Florence Bryant, Charlie and Helen Chase, with daughter Nancy and son Richard '3B, Zeke and Elsie Cudworth and Betty, Chan and Mary Cox and Nancy, Bill and Sara Crowell, Louie and Ruth Crone, daughter Ernestine, now Mrs. Donald Doan, and son-inlaw, Donald Doan '36, Kittie and Ethel Cate, Gardy Cobb, Jim Clark, Harlan Curtis, Stickey Dunnington, and Mrs. and daughter, George French, Harry and Grace Gilmore and Harry Jr. '34, Eddie and Kathryn Gibbins, Howard Hall and Kim Hall '37, Jim and Mary Higgins, Hoppy, Celia, and Ann Hopkins, Banker and Mabel Hovey and daughter Anne, Deacon and Alice Hildreth, Ed and Edna Hunter and Ted '3B, Lawrence and Marion Hardy and son Richard, Boy Haskell, Ted and Eva Hancock, Spud Harris, Tom and Bess Hallman, Jim and Floss Kimball, Jim and Mrs. Jim Jr., Charlie Kimball, Gene Leach, Terry McGovern, Eddie McMillan, Squash Mclntyre, Jim and Roxy McCarten, Swampy and Nettie Marsh, Carl and Shirley Owen, daughter Shirley Owen Sargent, and Richard, "L. O." Merrill, Don Page, Ted Morehouse, Warren and Leila Rugg, Tom Remsen, Steve and Beth Stevens, Mary Elizabeth, Everett Jr., and Charles, Henry and Lucia Salomon, Jim and Dot Smith, Bill Sykes, Henry and Mildred Taylor, Johnnie and Alma Ward, Ned and Gertrude Warren, T. and May Wood and Andrew, Doug VanderHoof, Andy Marshall, Tom Mason, Skunk Hathaway and daughter Elinore, Rush Newcomb, Charlie and Mary Whelan, Hastings Lyon, Arthur and Bertha Sampson and Ruth.
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