1924
HOLY CROSS GAME Jeff Adams reports the doings in Hanover over the weekend of the Holy Cross Game. All of us can remember those fall days in Hanover and the football weekends with the crowds at the stadium and the vivid color of the surrounding hills. Now to quote from Jeff —"Beattie, Tuppy and I went up to Hanover and saw the Holy Cross game. It looked like a couple of high school teams. Saw the Strongs and Gordy Bridge, of the Hanover contingent. Prenny and Ev. Gallup and Stubbie and Doris Reed were in town and joined us for cocktails. Friday night the Adams and Gallups celebrated Prenny's birthday."
NOTRE DAME GAME
The success of the events arranged for the Notre Dame weekend in Boston was largely due to the efforts of that unbeatable combination of Luitwieler, Maloney, and Perry. They did one beautiful job. The motion is made, seconded and passed that this triumvirate be given the permanent job of arranging all future parties in Boston. The weekend started off with a class dinner and smoker at the University Club. The following were present at the Friday night stag: Freddie Briscoe, Hank Hartshorn, Alex Haskell, Bob Hayes, Arnie Jenkins, Tup Tupper, Bert Perry, the trio in charge, and yours truly. The Hotel Lenox was our meeting place for a buffet luncheon before the game. Here cocktails and a very delicious luncheon were served by the hotel in a small private dining room. With an excellent turnout of wives, the place was packed. The males included: Jeff Adams, Red Maloney (also young Jerry), Bob Hayes, Dave Perry, Bert Perry, Tup Tupper, Phil Van Huyck, Pete Wheatley, Hank Hartshorn, Spud Spaulding, Luit, Commander Ed Jones U. S. Merchant Marine, and the secretary.
Hank gives his account of the doings after the game in the following letter to Dick Henry. "After the game some kind of resuscitation seemed very necessary for almost everyone and I guess it was carried out in various ways. As for Pauline and me, we teamed up with Tupper, Maloney, two non-Dartmouth men and all their wives, and spent the entire evening commuting between my room at the Lenox, the lounge and the dining room. I can assure you that with that crowd a good time and much hilarity was enjoyed by all. We all wished that you and Barb could have been with us and your names were mentioned many times."
BROWN GAME
Bob Hayes, the Luitwielers and the Bert Perrys were on hand at Providence. Here is Luit's story of the weekend:
"Sally and I were invited to spend the weekend of the Brown game with Bert and Marg Perry at their home in Warwick, R. I.; and we had a most enjoyable visit. Saturday was very cold and raw and we arrived at the game just in time to see Brown make its first touchdown, which was approximately in the first two minutes of play. We were slightly late because my hand was caught around a glass or two at the Perry's with Bob Hayes and Fran. The first half of the game, as you know, was rather a sour one and it began to drizzle, so all the gals decided they had seen enough and departed to sit in the car for the rest of the afternoon. We braved the elements, however, and saw a wonderful second half and thereby forgot all about the weather. Between the halves we looked around to see others of our class, but failed to connect with any, if they were there. In the evening we were taken over the ropes by the Hayes in a rousing game of poker, and I understand they reduced the mortgage on their home by this amount."
A blessed event tor the general manager of the Worcester Telegram and Gazette. The Pinky Booths announce the birth of a son George F. Jr., on August 17.
Charlie French, who is sales manager for the Great Lakes Box Co. in Cleveland, has agreed to a guest editorship in the near future and will cover the large delegation from the Ohio area By the grapevine we have just learned that Charlie Holbrook has recently purchased an estate in the White Mountains. It looks as if another one of the boys has the yen to go back to New Hampshire. Sam Ellis as a reserve officer has been in the Navy since the summer of 1941. He is now a full commander and reports from Washington on his impressions of action in the South Pacific:
"In the first place, let me say that the movie version of tropical life is the bunk. I wish you could have seen the 'South Seas Sirens'short, fat, and forty, and very, very, dirty. Most of the islands I saw looked beautiful from the air, but upon closer inspection are composed almost wholly of mud and more mud with many squadrons of blood-thirsty mosquitos, not to mention flies, land crabs, spiders with bodies the size of a half dollar, lizards, and a few more species of similar origin. I spent thirteen months on Guadalcanal, and there are two general statements made about that place: First, that it's the healthiest spot west of the Fiji leper colony, and second, that is the only place you can stand in mud up to your knees and have dust blow in your face. I was never able to decide whether 1 disliked mud or dust more. We did have a spot of Nip bombing once in a while, and you'd be surprised how quickly you learn to dive into a foxhole in pitch darkness. And then there is that never-to-be-forgotten experience of having some individual, weighing 180 pounds, jump into a fox hole and land in the small of your back with both feet. That happened to me once, and I nursed some cracked ribs for a month afterwards. I saw Shirl Austin out there and also Captain Shattuck (sc) USN, of one of the earlier classes, and also a number of other Alumni whose classes I do not recall. I ran into George Traver here in Washington last week; he informs me he is with the OPA in Petroleum rationing, and that he was moving to New York shortly. As I said before, I have been in the country for several months, and anticipate going out to the Pacific again, perhaps not in the near future, but before the little argument with Japan is concluded. The Navy, in its finite wisdom, has just made me a Pay Inspector (Commander to you), thus showing the fallibility of all human institutions."
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