1936

Shortage of news this month has forced us to a new depth—a guest columnist! Which wouldn't be so bad if we could come up with someone like Walter Winchell, Betty Grable, Harry Truman, Al Dickerson, or some such notable, but when you realize we've reached down and pulled out our own classmate, R.Saunders Morris Jr., I'm sure you'll get hot on those letters so it won't ever happen again Truth is Bob was even somewhat reluctant and if we hadn't had some hot dope on an in cident that occurred back in May in 1936 We wouldn't have any column at all. When he handed in his copy we could hear his muttering to his two sons, Mike, almost three, and David, nearly one: "Go to Dartmouth if you want, but for God's sake don't ever go to Roseland, no matter what band is there."

As a word of introduction you'll remember Bob as an athletic heeler of some note. We understand his record with water cart from bench to Sammy Fishman has never been surpassed—mainly because Sammy graduatedand Bill McCarter still says' no one can touch him when it comes to scraping ice shavings between periods at the hockey rink. In later years he was distinguished by his California Tan, which was most attractive against the Hanover snow, and for managing the football team that beat Yale. After graduation he visited Europe with Classmate Phil E. Gilbert and met the present Mrs. Morris on the returning boat. This caused some difficulty that fall, for after writing regularly to various California maidens for four years from Hanover he now entered law school at the University of California and had to write back to Cincinnati and other Eastern points. The less said about the next few years the better, but when he entered the Army in early 1943 he was the law partner of California's Attornev General and held a position in the Southern California branch of the Attorney General's Office. His service record is very hush hush, though we do know he came out a first lieutenant, took officers' training at Fort Custer, Mich., where he encountered Ed Redington, and spent some time in England, France, and Germany working under General Marshal!. Now, fortunately for the column, he has been discharged and is again a Southern Californian. He writes:

Don't believe anything said earlier as I am helping out only to release Frannie Ostrom who has, until now, done all the active secretary's work Now she's expecting again and I feel I should act as fittin a Dartmouth man. As near as I can tell the congregation place of most '36ers these days is Washington, D. C., and while there 4uSust I saw the following: 1) Lt. Col TedWhitmore, in budget control, but leaving soon for three months in the Pacific. 2) Major Bill Ferguson, seen at a distance. 3) Lt. Bob M.arvin who worked just across the hall with 4) Capt. Richard "Stew" Stroud, who is most anxious to return to civilian practice of law, and 5) Barry Sullivan, the guiding light of the weekly Dartmouth Luncheons.

Coming to what little news your acting secretary has garnered, I think the best letter is from Dick Spong who has just recovered from three months in a Paris Hospital and writes as follows:

Perhaps this will go easier if I get the Big Green Dep't over with right now, and then go on with the letter. Up until two months ago (when I was here the first, or hospital time) I had an occasional drink (at his expense) with Dang5 c her man, who made the Hotel Scribe here his headquarters. I've not seen him since I returned to Paris a little better than three weeks ago, and I rather believe he may have gone home, to do which, after some four years over here, he had a perfect right. I find him th same guy essentially, but now a very busy character and reasonably warweary.

I last saw Dan Schwartz about two months a go, and I should be looking him up again because he gave me a very hot tip, but his organization (he practically is the historical records branch of the OCOM) has moved to Versailles, and I am as lazy as ever. Again something more than two months ago I ran into Johnny Mecklin '37, and spent an evening pub-crawling (naturally at his expense). The whole night was complicated by a mAiade, an agressive captain in the Medics that Mecklin had picked up in a bar before I found fj and what turned out, I suspect, to be a very expensive file de joie (the Captain's, not mine). John is a correspondent for the Chicago Sun, which, I am assured, is nice work if it can be obtained.

At this headquarters I ran into Lt. LindsayBrigham '36 and Major Bob Doyle '34, and it was with difficulty that we refrained from sandwiching "The Backs Go Tearing By" between "Down By the Old Mill Stream" and 'I Want a Girl," at the organization's modest V-J Day celebration.

That about accounts for my knowledge of the activities of Dartmouth Overseas, a rather less stylish organization than Yale in China. If DonErion is now a captain, I think I saw him in a jeep in March, but I wouldn't know one way or another, and there was no time to stop and find

Now that the war is over and there are no tanks to destroy, I have appropriately ceased being a Tank Destroyer. I was with the same battalion for two and ahalf years, two of them as security sergeant for my platoon, and I frankly had my belly full of it. Actually we were very lucky. The battalion didn't go on the line until December, and by and large even then we got off lightly. Living conditions, from time to time, were not exactly ideal, but even so it was hard to put up a kick when you saw what the doughfeet got. Curiously enough, it now looks as if I will go to Japan, or some spot in the Pacific, and, probably because I've got rocks in my head, I'm almost anxious to get going.

Next, M.D. Captain Tom Lane writes that after being a patient in the S.W.P.A. since last October he is on limited duty in Florida, doing medical work on the "Section 8" board. Says a few Harvards have been along, but no Dartmouth. Tom sends along a clipping from the Jacksonville Florida Times-Union which quotes Lt. Jack Smith. Jackson has a 19-yearold protege, a diver and pole vaulter, feet, whom he hopes to send to Hanover despite the University of Michigan, Ohio State, and Yale.

Another letter is from Ray Builter's mother who tells us Ray has just moved from Texas to Manila, is a first lieutenant, and married Genevieve Roberts last June 16. Press releases have Lt. Col. Richard G. Ruby adding the Legion of Merit to his honors, and Sergeant Edward Redington returning to wife and son at Bay Shore Long Island after fifteen months overseas with the 814 Military Police Company. And the college passes on the sad news that Vic Gates was killed in action "somewhere in Germany" during April. No details are avaible but I know the whole class sorrows at his loss.

Service Promotion—Capt. Von Daniel Ochm'g Lt. Comdr. Harry B. Eisberg .... Lt.William L. Essex, Jr Ens. Vance E. MillerLt. Comdr. Dean R. Gidney .... MajorJohn C. Patrick.... Lt. (J.G.) Raymond E.Reitman Capt. Douglas H. RobertsonLt. Comdr. Frank S. Hight Jr.

Secretary, % Karelson, Hotel Bradford 2io W. 70th St., New York 23, N. Y. Acting Secretary, 1350 Produce St., Los Angeles 21, Calif. Treasurer, ENS. JR. 163 43rd Ave., Flushing, Long Island, N. Y.