1918
The very artistic hand-made Christmascards and envelope of Cliff Meredith (Spivak,Colo.,—he's on the mend but drop him anote) are something to see. The followingverse by Cliff sent to the writer last Christmas shows his yearning for the sidewalks ofNew York:
You write me: "Get out of those tank towns!" Yea, brother, you called the shot; I want to get back to the subway roar, Back where the news is HOT.
I'm sick of this damned hoosegow living, Fed up with "climate"—what rot! Mile-high air and the beautiful Rockies I'll trade for a Bowery cot.
I'll sight-see my "west" at the Palace, (West and McGinty for me!) And for wide open spaces, there's Ebbets, Da Gardxn's on Wes' Fif-tee.
If it's pintos you want, or ranch stuff Bright leather boots and Levi's, For the nags you'll do better at Belmont, For outfits—Stuyvesant High.
If it's chuck-wagon food you're hankerm', First try your luck at Toots Shor's, Fine steaks may grow on the plains of the west But they're at where the traffic roars.
If gun-play and shoot-ups you're after, Like Remington showed in dabs, There's faster shootin' Calamity Janes Back in the land of the tabs.
So you write "Get out of those tank towns!" Yea, son, 'tis friendly to warn, But already I couldn't wish harder For old Broadway's tall, sweet CORN!
No plans as yet about Reunion this Juneour guess is that many may visit Hanover and enjoy the privilege of seeing all their friends in neighboring classes. Formal Reunion, the 30th, in June 1948.
An average of approximately 56 different 'lBers' names appeared in each issue of the ALUMNI MAG. in 1945. We haven't refined the calculations; Fat(Sheldon) to determine the number of Psi U's. Leicester (The Wart) McElwain, Chase Banker, is organizing the Yankee Division for the big blowout on February 21st—not a stag affair this time, but the Wart will never disclose the cute, petite Parisienne reputed to be accompanying him. . . .
Psi U Stanley Jones (here we go again, Fat), was presented, at his eggnog party on Christmas Day with a handpainted necktie of a Botticelli Eve in the nude, holding out the fatal apple. Wearing this around the festive eggnog bowl with Mary Olive and pretty Nancy in a Merry Christmas celebration with two English girls, Stanley repeatedly clicked glasses "hands across the sea" and did more than Winnie ever could to cement friendly British relations. The English girls went wobbling down the street—Stanley collapsed and went to bed for 12 days.
Postcard from Col. Lang Robinson with wife Martha and daughter Salley reported he was back in Washington after services in England, France, Germany, Italy, India, Burma, Ceylon and China, and reports, "Had lunch with George Hull. He is with the French Purchasing Commission and is very enthusiastic."
From Bob Fish in Tucson, Ariz., (2406 E. Hawthorne St., drop him a line): "Connie is finishing high school this year and is messing around with a lot of college catalogs—none of which seem to have an Outing Club, which was our main attraction to Dartmouth—Joan and Bobby are growing up, too, and show healthy interest in the opposite sex, but so far I've had no occasion to use the cultivated proficiency in drop-kicking which I thought would come in handy in booting off the boys." Bob hopes to get back here for a visit this summer— Best Wishes to Mildred, your better half, Bob In the January Community Club booklet of Hempstead, L. 1., the following appeared (Thanks Tobey)—"On the afternoon of January 14 we will turn the leaves of our calendars to late May and with the aid of some wonderful Kodachrome pictures, it will be Iris-time. We will not only see the Iris but will be told how to grow it successfully by an expert in this field; Mr. Fred Cassebeer will tell us all the answers. Tea will follow the meeting." They wouldn't have thought so much of the expert if they'd seen him miss three single pins in bowling
Eddie Ferguson was in New York—saw Syl Morey and Tobey reported that he and Andy Ross went to a College Night at the high school and represented Dartmouth and chatted with the various parents of boys eager to go to Hanover.
Getting back to Duke (nee Duke Du Sassoit) after six weeks of solitary confinement (we're now back to the time when Duke was a German prisoner in this war), Duke together with two other Americans was put in a prison with 300 or 400 Dunkirk English officers, who had been prisoners four or live years. They were in a castle on a hilltop in Saxony—and Duke will never forget the morning he saw those American tanks steaming towards the castle. Later an American artillery lieutenant remarked that their battery was just about to draw a bead on the castle and blow it to pieces when somebody happened to remark that perhaps American prisoners were there. The American officer in charge of the unit first approaching the castle, located the Burgomeister of the town and then in a conference with Duke and the Englishmen, the prisoners were asked what they would enjoy as a feast for the following day. After reeling off a list of roast beef, plum pudding, baked potatoes, milk, wine, etc., the American Officer turned to the Burgomeister, presented him with the list and said he would be back the following day at the same time and that everything on that list must be there for a banquet for these prisoners. There was much protesting, but the banquet as ordered was there and complete to the last item.
Evelyn and Pete Colwell Perfect Hosts at SupperParty..... Do we understand that Evelyn is a collector of thunder mugs? No, she does needlepoint by the yard. The occasion was the get-together of the Committtee (Pete's Committee) for 'lB's 25th Anniversary Record Book soon to be released to the class. Pete (known in his youth as P.P.P.P. and only Pete can tell you its meaning) has done a marvelous job and the class feels deeply indebted to him and his committee. Present at the supper party was George and Dotty Davis, Ruth and CurtGlover, Ann and Johnny Johnston Unbeknown to everyone including his wife, was the exceedingly thoughtful act of George Moulton Davis, always a part of the man, however, when as each neighboring boy went off to war, he quietly bought in that boy's name a war bond, and as each returned he wrote a little note to each boy, thanking him for their services to the country and giving him the bond. It only came out because the Colwell boy was one of the recipients—but, said Dotty Davis, I could kill him for always knowing the answers on radio quiz program—never fails." New Rochelie will long remember George MoultonDavis for the untiring service he has rendered as Chairman of the Board of Education.
The Glovers are blessed with a son Bill, who has great analytical ability and is a math shark. Says Curt, "Why, I never could get above 50 in math—and here the boy wants to go to M.1.T." Curt, a former charter member of the milk-dietgroup with Bill Christgau (using of course Hood's milk) in addition to tennis and badmintoning, bowls an average of 150 to 160 and recorded 195 only recently. Curt reported seeing Geo Hull flourishing beautifully in Washington last year. At the same supper party dressed in swanky evening clothes, as a preview in the unwinding of Saturday night, lovely Ann and Johnny Johnston told of their son Doug batting out 95's at Kimball Union and riveting his eyes on Dartmouth. Yeoman son Doug is in love—but says Johnny, "No G.I. brides and babies do I support while at college."—Johnny has a big job as V.P. of Belding Heminway, handling all the production of their many mills—and in their many Union problems, Johnny smiles and eases his way always into the happy solution of many a tense moment.
President Dickey will speak at AnnualN. Y. Alumni Dinner, Thursday, April 11-Commodore Hotel. '18ers from far and widewill be present—Don't Miss It.
Murray Baldwin, (Fargo, N.D.): "Returned from England in October—am out of the Navy and back to work again. Daughter at U. of Wisconsin and son in school at Jacksonville, Fla.—other son and daughter at home." And he winds up, "Come out and see us sometime." .... From Hort Kennedy in Paris, Dec. Ist ".. .. we all think we are setting on top of a volcano and anything may happen at any moment—conditions have improved somewhat. I myself have confidence in France and in her people but it is going to take a long time Since returning I've lost 20 pounds but feel fine. Our flat suffered considerably during the occupation by the Germans and a good many things were stolen, but gradually the traces are being wiped out. The only inconvenience at present is the cold. We have been able to set up a wood stove in one room where we live and the rest of the flat is like a barn. Please give best regards from Germaine and myself to our many friends in the class." .... Chaunce Hood showed up in New York the night after 'lB's December bowling party. Chaunce is m the metal trimming business, contacting big accounts like Sperry's; because of the splendid work they did for MIT during the war, their prestige is well established Chaunce bought a house in Andover, has a batch of hens and chickens and his son, 12, is starting early as a producer with his own newspaper route.
In the Dartmouth Class Memorial Fund News it has this to say, regarding 'lB's sterling Chairman of the Committee that raised nearly $25,000 as 18's gift to the College:— "Dave Garratt reviewing his experiences as a successful campaigner, stresses that an educational job must be done in each class before soliciting could be successfulthat when the campaign began it was of utmost importance that the Chairman work very closely with the class agent. Experience had convinced him that all possible channels of communications should be used—with particular stress on personal contacts where possible." The class appreciates the work Dave put in and will, we believe, gladly work with Dave in increasing those funds to a possible $50,000 by our 30th Reunion in '4B
Gene Clark, Dept. of Public Health, Springfield, 111, confesses to some snipe hunting, and continues, "This is smug mid-Illinois area, where a lot of people still concede that what was good enough for their grandpappies is still good enough for tj,em—but we enjoy a modest home close to good skating right now, and in summer soothing swimming —all 'lBers welcome—no nude swimming tolerated, though my suit with its moth holes belies that statement. The wife and I are happier than we expected to be, for the middle daughter, Marybeth is home over the holidays on furlough from Welch Convalescent Hospital at Daytona Beach where she is an occupational therapy assistant; Louise graduated from Monmouth College and is now stationed at Camp Butner, N. C.—as a laboratory technician in a WAC Medical Co.—Not to be outdone by her sisters, Patricia is half through her Cadet Nurses' Training at Michael Reese Hospital, Chicago. .
The Class of 'lB's Bowling Party, N. Y. DanShea and Curt Glover captained their respective teams. Absentmindedly, Capt. Shea in his ever kindly fashion was coaching the opponent team with the result that the opponents steadily bettered Shea's team's performance. Red Hurlbut, who rose to superhuman heights earlier in the season, had an off night. The steady wheelhorse of Glover's team, Dave Garratt, was the undoing of their opponents, together with Shea's coaching of Wart McElwain, who after allowing himself to be dragged down the alleys with the first six balls, persisted thereafter in nestling in between the nose pins and finally wound up the evening as one or the top scorers in spite of the fact that his bowling ball stood shoulder high to him when he was standing erect. Walt Ross, now back on a 5-day-week, was on the losing team, but through no fault of his own. A stellar performance was put on by BobKnowles who crackled the pins like match sticks. New to the ranks was Van Van Raalte who also became a lead horse after patient coaching by Dan Shea. Dick Holton put in an appearance but was off to a bank meeting. Eagle-eyed bankers watched professional scorer Ned Ross, and to all appearances the game was not thrown.
The rugged performance in past games of SteveMakoney, Syl M.orey, Spike Pur year and Bill Christgau was sadly missed, to say nothing of one stellar performer, Fritz Cassebeer—known once as the onepin killer, Attempts were made to ensnare MartyStraus for the party but reports had him basking in the sunshine at Miami.
It was touch-and-go with Jack Storrs' boy: "Upon my return from the- D-Y game I learned that young Tom Storrs and another boy had been fooling with a .45 cal. Colt automatic and Tom had been shot through the stomach. For a week the answer was unpredictable, but then it took a turn for the better and recovery was rapid. Today he is good as ever but that was an experience we don't want to repeat. The gun that isn't loaded is the one that does the damage. Anyway, Tom got the purple heart." .... From Ken Huntington Sec. of '19—"Bob Colwell (Pete, as classmates knew him) celebrated his 50th birthday in a quiet way, except for the noise caused by some 50 or 60 people who came in around 5:00 p.m. Sunday, January 6th, bearing tokens of their high regard for Bob. Knowing his love for flowers, I gave him 'Four Roses.' I took note that Johnny and Ann Johnston, with many others, remembered Pete in a similar fashion. Loud neckwear and rare poetry contributed to the party that touch of gaiety. Bob's charming and capable wife, Evvie, arranged a fine birthday reception."
In the Dayton, Ohio, newspapers, was a picture of our own Hal Doty, appointed to the post of
Sales Supervisor, in charge of Surplus Property of the RFC in the Cincinnati district. Hal was in charge of Home Owners Loan Corporation activities in Cleveland before, in connection with liquidation of a number of Building & Loan associations in Dayton. Hal's supervision will cover about 25 counties in Ohio and Kentucky. Nice work Hal.
....Comdr. Lewis H. Lee USNR has joined the Cigar Institute of America as Associate Director.
.... There are so many facets of interest to this great scientist Fred Cassebeer that magazines are pleading for his pictures for their covers Red Hurlbut said that Fred did an amazing job on the OPA. All Park Ave. waits at Fred's swanky prescription counters, like those of no other drug store in New York—nothing but drugs—not a sandwich or candy bar in the place.
The Yale Alumni Fund in '45 raised $331,- 000—Dartmouth $337,000. Average Yale gift s2l—average Dartmouth gift $25. Come on, Bull Dog!
Col. Hort Chandler expects to be back in New York come February or March. Hort had reached a replacement depot when he was asked to head a Board preparing a report on AA activities in the Pacific Theatre, since Hort was about the only officer left in the AA who had been through it all. This was Hort's sixth Christmas away from his family, and he hoped to get an air priority to cross the Pacific. Continued Hort—"lnteresting to read about Gene Markey. Myrna Loy has always been one of my favorite actresses—l like her looks, voice, manners of speech and action." And don't we all, Gene! .... An announcement was received from Tom Bryant of the establishment of a College and University Placement Dept. in their Teachers Bureau. Tom is Deacon of the Presbyterian Church at Lansdown, Treasurer of Lansdown Allied National Council and Chairman War Memorial Committee, and does a bit of jittery-bugging with Patty age 16, and cutting with Butch, age 11.
As this goes to press, we are attempting to get a picture of our own fudge Clarence Opper who rendered an important decision in the Fezandie case—referred to in August in the New York Times. On this same decision, a picture of Judge Opper appeared in the January 18 Tide magazine All 'lBers congratulate Dwight Sargent on becoming top Personnel Manager of the great billion and a quarter public utility, Consolidated Edison Cos., New York City—(Peg Sargent reported no pictures of Dwight available).
It's Mr. and Mrs. Eric T. Ball now—they were at the Inn in December; Miriam and Tom Campbell were there in January, as well as Barbara and Harvey Hood A 1 and Becky Gottschaldt announced the engagement of their daughter Helen Barbara on January 27 On January 29 old Johnny Simmons became a Grandpappy—and to recover from the shock he and Isabel will spend the month of March at Daytona Beach.
Lena and Lew Pounds threw a big wedding for daughter Peggy on January 19. At the wedding were Tilly and Herm Whitmore (daughter Jean at Connecticut College), as well as Stan Jones. Lena and Lew have a mighty fine brood of four children. Peggy, who just married, Carol, the "flea" who's in love with Putney School, Lewis who's in the Reserve Corps taking engineering at Cornell, and Arthur '45, who got back from Tokyo for the wedding. Both Lena and Lew look fine and well pleased with their new son-in-law, husky Andy Anderson '45.
Chicago 'iBers came out to Cort Horr's call February 7, and they mailed East a signed testimonial as follows: "Best wishes to all the snooty 'iBers in the East." Then followed signatures and messages: "How the h— did I get here?— William Davies '43." "I brought him—Mike Davis." "Mighty glad to send best wishes to all the gang—Bill Shellman." "How dry I am! J. W. Roswell." "Hope to be seeing youse guys sometime in New York— H. H. Belding Jr." "We'll be seeing you New Yorkers—Charles Kazminski." "I'll be up there soon—B. Botsford Young." "Damn glad to be here though a poor representative of Dartmouth in Springfield, Ill.-Gene S. Clark."
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