1929
One of our favorite—and best—contributors to the class notes called the other evening with news of her son, Lt. Edward F. Coggswell, c/o Postmaster, San Francisco: he has been in New Caledonia for twenty-one months now, was recently promoted to the rank of first lieutenant, which, it appears, entitles him, among other prerogatives, to a real bed with pillow and innerspring mattress. Ed is doing a stretch as mess officer feeding eight hundred and fifty men.
It would greatly improve this letter and inspire boundless appreciation, especially in me, if more mothers, wives, and daughters would follow this mother's example and keep the class more fully informed of the fortunes of war.
Capt. Benjie Leavitt has been stationed at Stewart Field, West Point, as secretary of the Army Air Forces' Basic-Advanced Flying School since the middle of June, after about a year at Randolph Field and a couple of months at San Marcos. Like all the rest of the boys, he's hammering at every angle for a chance to get overseas; though in the meanwhile he's content with his present assignment which flies him around the country quite a bit, to North Carolina one day, Edwards-on-the-Cape, the next. He is expecting his wife and daughter to join him soon for the winter. While at Randolph he saw Frank Foster and Al Bellerose who were attending the school of Aviation Medicine there. Since then Maj. Foster has moved on to Buckley Field, Denver, where, as a recent letter relates, "we are set in a house too big for our needs but extremely pleasant. I am at present running the medical side of a twelve hundred-bed hospital here and I am truly grateful to be practicing medicine after a year involved in more routine work, chiefly, the selection of aerial gunners and pilots."
Lt. (jg) N. M. Bankart USNR NTS (I) Quonset Pt., R. I., Platoon No. 1, reports, October 3: "So actually I turn out at present to be a neophite, just recently (Aug. 28) torn out of civilian life and into the terrific experience of being a Navy man. At present I am indoctrinating at Quonset Pt., R. I., at the Naval Air Station along with some 500 other A V-S men. The Navy at present has inclinations to make of me an Air Combat Information officer which would keep me here another two months but I won't know how they finally make up their minds until the end of the month. Naturally it's quite a change from normalcy, but no more than is being experienced by millions of others, and hundreds from our own class at Dartmouth, so there's not much news in my reactions on that score. Although there is quite a Dartmouth contingent, most of them are from other classes. From right around our time there is Allen Bolte and Winslow Durgin, but unless others have changed to the point of where I don't recognize them, that is the limit of our span at Hanover. I saw Jack Meany several times, just before I left Chicago, and he was looking well-fed and prosperous. It's amazing how many friendly faces you run into from Dartmouth. At the Officers Club at Quonset a couple of weeks ago, feeling very much of a stranger, I bumped into Charlie Bartlett, hail and hearty and very active in this man's Navy, and had a much too short chat with him. Well, I'll drop you a note when they really start making use of me, particularly if it be in an interesting area. Give my best to everyone you see from the class and let's hope we can have a bang-up reunion soon."
His Honor, Jim Hodson, writes en route from Seattle: "The National Safety Council is having its annual Congress in Chicago. I am on its committee of traffic court judges and prosecutors which will have five panel discussions during the three-day meeting. We get into Chicago tomorrow morning and will have fun with John and Mildred Clements tomorrow night. They are leaving the next day for Denver and Salt Lake, so our whoop-de-do will be limited to one night. Bill Henretta was stationed at the Naval Air Station in Seattle for several months. We had a few Hanoverian evenings with them (he has Adelaide and two of their three children with him). He is now at the Navy Air Station at Clover Valley, Windy Island, Wash., about fifty miles from Seattle. Stub Pearson '42 is at the Seattle Station. A fine example of Hanover's best. We had a fine evening with him about ten days ago. Had a letter from Capt. H. G. (Nick) Nichols last week. He is stationed at McCloskey General Hospital at Temple, Texas. He has Margaret and the kids with him."
Jerry Swope was in town the other day on one of his periodic missions for the Navy Department, this time as a lieutenant commander, attached to the office of the Under Secretary of the Navy. Then he was off for the West Coast. Traveling all over the country seems to agree with him, for he looks as fit as he did fifteen years ago. Down in Bethesda, Md., where he has moved his family, he is close neighbor to one Black Bill McCaw, whose true occupation and doings have never yet been divulged since the advent of the present administration.
Dick Sanders was trying to buy hardware for his new home in Needham when I caught sight of him for the first time in years. He's another lean fit guy who doesn't look long removed from the Outing Club haunts. Dick is with the J. L. Hammett Co., Cambridge, school text publishers and suppliers. John Bliss is with the OPA, transportation section, in Washington.
Heinie Richardson has become superintendent of schools, Hartford, Vt., after serving for several years as principal of the Sterling (Mass.) High School. He received his M.A. degree in educational administration from Columbia in 1934, and has traveled extensively in this country and Canada. Among his contributions to education are introduction of guidance progress, revision of social studies, introduction of health instruction and revision of physical education program.
Herb Morse has resigned his position at the Teaneck (N. J.) High School to become a member of the faculty of the Amesbury (Mass.) High School, from which he graduated in 1923. In addition to his teaching Herb will have charge of athletics at the junior high school.
Harriet and Earl Fyler announce the birth of John Morgan, September 17. Jack Irving married Emily Schwarz, September 16, in New York.
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