1904*

You have enjoyed in the annual series of family letters, the customary dosage of sulfur and molasses by the skilful Sexton, and two unexpected and highly amusing letters full of true stories by my reunion companions, Robbie and Squid. You should have seen those two old goats rise to the occasion as senior deacons of the reunion week-end, always on patrol at the reunion tents of the juvenile alumni, leading in song and story and reminiscence. Grandpa Lampee had a son-in-law, daughter, nephew, at least a relative in every tent. They were generous children, always putting something in the right hand of grandpa and his body-guard. It was helpful, too: no flashlight was needed for our rendezvous at the tomb. All this raises a class question, and brings us right into the undergraduate class schedule. We have had for nearly ten years a reunion when a class graduated from College. In my opinion, we can't change a custom that inspires such grand letters as those of Robinson and Lampee. Consequently, you are challenged by this humble person to come to Hanover (or Canaan Street) in December, 1942 (date later) on the occasion of the graduation of the class of 1943, and again in the early summer of 1943 to help 1944 into the world.

Our class in the Alumni Fund (tentative as yet) totals $2537.55 from 98 contributors in comparison with last year's $3188 by 106 contributors.

The Fund letters were rich in news and information. Ralph's quick recovery confirms his statement of a virtuous life. Bill Kneeland, worrying about buying clothes for his boys, indicates that he is still living in the old days; the boys are already at an age when they will be picked up as members of some commission and easily support the family. Some engineer, this Roby, building water power-plants in a Montane location where the temperature is a minus 58. Rollins as a poet? Why not? He talks his cards well Congratulations to Bernie Boyle Jr. '31 and his bride, also to our Bernie and Mrs. Boyle, whom we should see oftener. Ike's printable paragraphs stimulate an unsatisfied interest in the other ones Harrie Muchmore's letter covering the Muchmores from Pearl Harbor to Hanover and sundry way stations was welcome news. His son John is now a senior and will be finishing in December. Congrats, too, to Dr. Sarah Jordan Mower.

Secretary, Canaan Street Lodge, Canaan Street Canaan, N. H.