1938*
A Sunday afternoon spent dodging partially covered boulders in a Vermont pasture, aided and abetted by "the boards," should logically be followed by deep and profound sleep. At any rate, it successfully shoved into the discard pile what were to have been the opening paragraphs of these notes—The Story of the Married Men. A mixed blessing undoubtedly. Still, someone should do it sometime for the problem is there and it's plenty tough. You left Hanover in pre-Pearl Harbor days and began following "the pattern." Found a job you were interested in, married the girl, and began worrying over who was going to take care of Joe Jr. when you went back for the Fifth. Probably you still said that you were damn well going to find that South Sea island if war ever came again. But now your thinking's changed, just as America's thinking has changed. Your roommate's in the North Atlantic somewhere. You've seen where the meek little guy that lived across the hall freshman year was on Wake Island. It looks as if seven out of ten of the fellows you knew in Hanover were in uniform, and you begin to itch a little. Then you remember that you're not traveling alone, and it's not as simple as all that. You spend plenty of time shuffling the morning mail and staring. You're lucky if you get an answer.
A quick ride through Hanover and you'd say it was still the same. No trenches or barbed wire on the campus anyway. Get out and stand around for a while. The guys even look the same, but lunch at Mac's tells the story. "Not coming back after midyears." "Leaving tomorrow." "Physical while I'm home this week-end." And so it goes. The toughest job is to follow Hop's advice and stay put until they're called, but how they keep on the books is beyond me. There's still this side of it, heard in the Personnel Bureau. "U. S. Steel coming up this year?" "We haven't heard definitely, but I imagine so." "Good! Put me down. By the way, that gets a deferment, doesn't it?" "Not ordinarily." "OH oh! Cross it off then! What sort of pamphlets have you got on the Air Corps?"
Enough of that. Let's dig in. The kit bag is full this month.
Grover the Fox, in a letter two months catching up, begs clarification of his marital status. Apparently there is more than one Doris Kent of Kansas, and you and I, not to mention Fox, are plenty down in her eyes for some inaccurate reporting. Let's get straightened out. Met skiing in Wisconsin, drafted in April, married July 26 in Evanston, Ill., now living with the Big Foxes in Joisy awaiting the arrival of a much smaller Fox in April. Bud meanwhile is maltreating the company headquarter's typewriter from Camp Forrest, Tenn. But let's give him a chance, Doris. "She is a graduate of Kansas University '37 and received her Master's in Journalism from Northwestern in 1940. Her work has consisted of Fashion correspondent for the United Press in Paris until the war made her return to safer shores imperative: then the foolish gal picks the ill-fated Athenia and is promptly torpedoed off the coast of Ireland. She finally returned to the U. S. and became Adv. Mgr. for Field's Suburban stores in Chicago, Carson's in the same town, and when I married her, was Sales Promotion Mgr. for Russek's." Does that do it? Bud had heard from Howie Casler who is now a father twice over, still with Proctor and Gamble, and living in one of the Oranges.
Dick Bennett was married in West Hartford, Conn., on October ig to Margaret Belknap of Colby Junior and the Chamberlain School. Bob MacGregor was among those officially present. Dick is working with Fort, Dupee and Sawyer, wool brokers, in Boston and they are living at 96 Washington St., Brighton.
Lloyd Williams was married to Julia Stewart of Dayton, Ohio, on November 9. He is working at the Dayton Airport and they are parked in Vandalia, which sounds like Wagner to me Lynn Callaway, ex, took unto himself Miss Elenor Hazeltine of Lowell, Mass., on October 31 in New York City, in which spot they are now living Dave Rugen, ex, is evidently still diving and this time he came up permanently with one Virginia Hall of Plainfield, N. J., on the night of October 19. She's a Smith-er and they are now living at 653 West Seventh St., in Plainfield.
Herm Holt, also ex, and Rosalind Smith were married in Lynn, Mass. on December sth, she a Vassar girl, and Herm now holding a degree from Bard College, Columbia University. Jim "Texas" Chandler sneaks his name into the write-up Ed Griffing and Elizabeth Jane Hoffman were married on November 23rd in the big city. She graduated from Hunter, followed by work at Fordham, NYU, and Brooklyn College. (Have they got a college, Hull?) Ed is working with the Owens-Corning Fiberglas Cos. in Toledo, Ohio. Art Robbins made the line up as best man, and Squee Ellis as one of the ushers.
Fran Reilley writes from the marshes along the Charles that he has broken loose from Harvard Law and has passed the Massachusetts bar. He is now working as a law "clerk" in the Massachusetts Supreme Court, assigned to Mr. Justice Qua of "Letters to the Editor" fame. But just to show the workers of a legal mind, at the end of all this you find that Bev's resistance finally collapsed, and that one Beverly Blackwell became the bride of F. X. Reilly on October 11, in Worcester, Mass. She was Colby Junior '38 and because of all this, we now have Fran's firm promise of another letter in 1944.
The Sachem has taken a Sachem-ess. This one could be titled From the Old Pine toMauch Chunk—and a more improbable name I have never heard. I refuse to believe it until consultation with best man Dr. Foley. In F. D. R. Dana's own words"Two years ago I met an angel in blue, a student nurse, by the name of Rosamond Heberling, (she's called "Wobby" to go along with Mauch Chunk) who could serve cascara more gently and glide along wards more fairly, than all the others.... and so, she's going to be my particular type of health insurance for the duration. Her home is a funny little town in Pennsylvania called Mauch Chunk and if plans hold true we will be married at half past two on the 20th (December). Bob Foley will be best man and Young Onslow Gordon and Bill Mosenthal will be other Dartmouths present." George also reports that Mose is eyeing another cascara-server by the name of Marie Hastings and that Dartmouth-atCornell Med has the nurse situation completely in hand. Jack Smillie is there in his second year, Hank Mac Duff in his third, Perryman bound for Bellevue Hospital in NYC, Gordon to the Guthrie Clinic in Sayre, Penn., Foley to Mary Hitchcock in Hanover for two years, Young Mose hoping for two years at the Roosevelt Hospital in NYC. Dana is headed for the Cincinnati General. He reports that Al Boerker is in the medical laboratory of his division, working out of Fort Devens.
Fran Mooney's engagement announced to Mildred Peasley of Henniker, N. H. She is teaching in Lisbon High School and he working with his father in Farmington (N. H. I hope). Also the engagement of Sarah Callahan of Swampscott, Mass., to Augustus W. Hennessey Jr., with a spring wedding in the offing.
A card from Lt. Parran Dawkins, an engineering officer at Cochran Field in Macon, Ga. Doc flies them after they've been fixed up to make sure they still fly! "Am to be married on Dec. 20 to a lovable bit of blondness from Montgomery by the name of Frances Bull." I hope all these "am to be's" go through on schedule!
Charlie Hathway, after a ballooning sojourn in Oklahoma, is now at Fort Devens having enlisted for three years in the Army Finance Department which "is the swellest branch of the army going." Should think so, Charlie. Being next to dough is always nice.
A note from Hobe Rockwell in El Paso, Texas, where he is now located with the FBI, having followed close on the heels of Bob Reno, Charlie Tesreau and Stan Brown. Tes is also in Texas somewhere and Reno is in San Francisco.
Last month this wouldn't have stood out. In fact it would have been just a swell card from John Cutler telling about running around "a la Polynesian with a remarkable growth of whiskers," incidental to his duty as PFC in the sth Artillery, USMC. But now you look at the date line a little longer. "Pearl Harbor, November 14th."
AIDE-DE-CAMP TO CHIEF OF ARMORED FORCES Lieut. Edward E. Shumaker Jr. '}B, a reserve officer on active duty for the past elevenmonths, is shown above discussing newly organized armored divisions with his chief, Maj.Gen. Jacob L. Devers, at Fort Knox, liy.
Secretary, 41 Fifth Ave., New York City From R. H. SHERWIN
Future correspondents for 1938 will be: March—Clarke Mattimore April—Sidney Cardozo May—John Emerson Those submitting notes or other information should write any of the above by the FIFTH of the month preceding that opposite each name. The address will be c/o 1938 Dartmouth College Club 30 East 37th Street New York City The Editors believe that this plan will work out satisfactorily until the June issue, when they hope to present a column from the Baron, with something more, among other things, than Sherwin was able to give on Reno.
