1914*

This is terrible. The assistant class secretary is away on a belated and merited vacation and the calendar says November 10. Guess we had better begin

Saw Win Snow tonight. He and Lyme Armes were swapping notes on Southern New Hampshire farming. Win has a way with him. His well never got below three feet of water all summer with those of the neighbors all dry. Win and Junior have just laid or lain (never can remember which) eight squares of shingles. We guess this must be a lot or else Win wouldn't have been bragging. We must drop by West Epping, N. H., next summer to see Win and the shingles.

While we are in N. H. Driving home re cently enjoying the foliage and that incomparable heather haze of a fall afternoon, we spied a direction sign to Greenville, N. H. Arriving at the center there was no trouble finding the electric power office on the door of which we read "office of J. C. Taft" office hours 9 A.M.-12 Noon. It was now close to four but we dropped in. The receptionist was most polite. Did we want to pay our bill? Was the service OK? etc. etc. No—we merely called in to see Mr. Taft. He might drop by about four-thirty we learned but it was doubtful. Darkness was upon us so we left remarking that when Bill woke up to tell him we called. "Oh you know Mr. Taft do you? Gee, if I should interrupt his nap hour, he'd give me Hell."

Lateralled by Jim Gregg after a forward to Sam Cole, we learn that Deke Wescott will be this winter, the managing director of the Trade Winds Hotel, Fort Lauderdale, Florida. Best luck Deke.

Mr. and Mrs. Wesley Theodore Englehorn announce the marriage of their daughter, Mary Louise to Mr. Frank Andrew Krueckel Jr., on Saturday, October eleventh in San Francisco. Saw Moose, by the way at Hanover this fall looking hale and hearty.

Bobby Hogsett is now representing a firm furnishing caps and gowns and called on John Piane.

Art Maddalena is back in Boston, having been promoted to the post of district manager for Everett with the Metropolitan Life. He reports his eldest boy is an Ensign aboard the U.S.S. Vulcan after graduating third in his class from the Naval Reserve Service at Annapolis. He writes further that Mrs. Maddalena after a long siege of illness is rapidly improving and hopes by the year's end to be herself again. Art told me at the Harvard dinner that Rudy Von Lenz has won a fine promotion as ranking executive of the General Chemical Company. We would know more of this Rudy.

George Boggs sends his best regards to all. Writing from Canada he is quite optimistic about the war situation.

Address changes: R. C. Rice, 86 Adams Ave., Saugus, Mass.; Prof. Philip Yeaton, R 2-16 University Park, Gainesville, Florida.

Jack Conners sends his best thanks to the many who have already paid their dues. To those who will do so—just a PLEASE—so the class can settle the MAGAZINE bill and get things cleared up by the first of the year. How about it, NOW?

To the score of fellows who came to the pre-Harvard game class dinner in Boston the evening will long be remembered. No highs, no lows, but withal a most pleasant session. Jim Healey showed up with a raft of new stories and kept everybody in gales of laughter. Others were not far behind—Squint Herlihy, Peppard, Bill Taft, Larry Nichols, Hod Potter, Ducky Drake, Fran Pooler, Ernie Kimball, Johnny Hagen, Frank Sullivan, Art Maddalena, Win Webber, and the rest who dropped in. A fine evening.

From the Salem, Mass., News of Oct., 1941 we read an interesting account of theGolden Wedding celebration of Mr. and Mrs. William J. Daley, Walter's parents. After fully describing the high esteem in which their community holds them, mention is made of the four sons, all graduates of Dartmouth. In fact from 1910 to 1927 there was but one year when they had no son in attendance at Hanover. This, the writer holds, may be without parallel in history of the college. By the way, Walter, it is getting to be a long time, no see at portal 30, what?

Joe Batchelder writes that his son, Joseph Jr., was married on the 15th of August in Yuma, Arizona to a "lovely girl" from Seattle and that the couple after a short stay in California are now in Hawaii. Of course she is a "lovely girl" Joe, and much obliged for the geography, but from an old advertising man we should know the girl's name. Don't you think so, Joe?

Regretfully, we pluck another rose of remembrance—for Harold Taylor, who passed on suddenly in New York City on Oct. 22, 1941. Hal had gone from Hartford to attend a meeting of the Association of Life Insurance Medical Directors whet) he was stricken, Dr. Taylor had carried on with all the promise evident of his undergraduate years. An outstanding practicing physician he had become associate Medical Director of the Aetna Insurance Company in Hartford. His writings, we understand, on the subject of cardiology, have become standard works in Life Insurance literature. Always quiet and unassuming, his busy life still found time for affairs of church and community including particular affairs of Dartmouth. Dick Pritchard attended the services representing the class, while from Mrs. Taylor there has been received a gracious note in response to the class token of flowers. His loss is great—but greater is the recollection of such a well spent life.

Interesting quotes from Bob Hastings' letter to Jack Conners:—Bob is a practicing physician living in Quebec City. Member of several Canadian medical and scientific societies. Amateur bibliophile and collector with a private library of some 2000 items. Major in the Canadian Medical Corps, District Hygiene officer, holder of several hospital appointments. In closing Bob comments on the war, and curiously in almost identical sentiments to those we have heard from George Boggs and other Americans in Canada. He sends best wishes and hopes more 1914 men will look him up when they are in Quebec.

And so 1941 approaches its close. Certainly not our most pleasant year—but it is almost over. Perhaps 1942—perhaps, perhaps. Let us all hope so. Meanwhile in its last and closing days—a very happy holiday season to you all.

Secretary, 16 Grove St., West Medford, Mass. Treasurer, The Stanley Works Bridgeport, Conn.