1907*
Arthur C. Martin, father of Sherwood Martin of the Freshman Class about whom reference was made in the February MAGAZINE, writes as follows:
"While,reading the DARTMOUTH ALUMNI MAGAZINE for December, I noticed that only 55% of the Class of 'O7 had paid their annual dues. It occurred to me that I must have neglected to pay mine. This is not a very good example to my son Sherwood who is an enthusiastic Freshman this year. To correct this omission as far as possible I am enclosing my check."
Arthur Martin is president of the Kittanning Brick & Fire Clay Company, 903 Empire Building, Pittsburgh, Pa.
Another '07 father who is enjoying the experience of having a Freshman son is Pat Hathaway. He writes that his son Jack is most enthusiastic about his new environment and his class. Irene and Pat visited their son in Hanover during the football season. Pat writes of a recent luncheon visit with Bill Minsch and that he found himself sitting near Sam Barnes at the Dartmouth-Stanford game.
The Cummings' family is always news. There are so many of them and they are doing so many interesting things that an annual report is a minimum requirement. Here is Bill's most recent report: Willard W. paints portraits in Boston, New York and Washington. King was an apprentice with the American Woolen Company at Skowhegan. Maine, last year and is now associated with his father in the woolen business at Newport, Maine. Helen is at Bennington College with one more year to go and is in Sun Valley, Idaho for January and February for her winter project. Bill says it seems to consist largely of skiing. Muriel is also at Bennington College in the class of 1942, majoring in music, especially piano, now working in New York and Chicago on her winter project which consists of musical activities. Joan, senior in Skowhegan High School, is headed for Bennington in September. Her major interest is the harp. Mrs. Cummings, the mother, is most active in farm projects in and about Lakewood, Maine, and Bill, the father, keeps himself occupied with his wool business. Bill reports seeing Harry Porter quite frequently.
Lou Gerry is another '07 father with an interesting family. Lou, as most of you know, has been a partner of Bodell & Company, investment bankers, since 1916. His home is in Providence, R. I. Last June his daughter, Phyllis, graduated from Radcliffe and a few weeks later married John Gilmore Williams of New York. Williams is a graduate of Princeton 1936, spent a year at Corpus Christi College, Cambridge University, and graduates this year from Harvard Law School. Mr. and Mrs. Williams plan to live near Philadelphia.
Lou's son, L. C. Gerry Jr., is at Andover, hopes to graduate in June, and then to college but hasn't decided yet where. Governor Vanderbilt of Rhode Island persuaded Lou to take on the job of Administrator of Racing and Athletics in Rhode Island. The administrator, according to Lou, is a one-man commission and has supervision over all racing, boxing and wrestling. It is interesting he says but has some headaches attached to it.
Our classmate, A. I. Bourne, is the author of a Survey of Fruit Insect Pests in Massachusetts in 1938, an article published in the Mass. Fruit Growers' Association Annual Report for 1939. Bourne has also had an article published recently on the competitive value of honeybees in the pollination of cultivated blueberries.
A Real Life You Can'tTake It With You
The class Secretary has recently had a fine letter from Henry D. Howard, formerly the "Kid," from his home in Santa Monica, California. Henry enclosed a check but that wasn't all. His letter was chock full of enthusiasm because on October 8, 1938, he walked out of his dental office for a vacation and hasn't opened it up. Until further notice he is devoting his time to his work shop "having heaps of fun tinkering with wood and metal work." He writes:
"I can start the lathe, run the saw through a board or drill a piece of steel and never a grunt or a groan and that's something for the soothing of any dentist's nerves! Yes, it's good to be one's own semi-boss, don't have to roll the iron horse out of the garage every A.M. and back every P.M. wondering in the meantime what it's all about. No, I am not loafing or retired (this retired stuff gives me a pain in . the neck), but old daddy time will bring me another birthday in a few months and I'm fiddling around at something I've longed for a long time to do. Didn't Nero strum a bit while the fireflies flitted about Rome? The days are all too short for the many little tricks I am interested in."— If Henry finds out "what it's all about," I hope he will tell us.
Secretary- -140 Federal St., Boston
