1914

It is never too late to try. Wire now for reservations, February 22 and 23, at the Inn, and if you can't get them, try the Rogers' or Austin's in Canaan, or any place you may think of, but try to come on to the little '14-up party in Hanover.

The Secretary has really had one thrill after another this month. First thrill was a long letter from Harold Morse out in Aberdeen, S. D.

I'll fess up. I did get your letter of a year ago, and fully intended to answer it. It came, however, just before we had a series of derailments which kept me out of town most of the time for a period of nearly a month, and when I got back I was sort of ashamed to write after waiting so long, and will get this off while it is still warm.

Suppose "Heinz" told you much of what I wrote him, which is really all of it. Am working on a railroad, "the Milwaukee" .... we work rather hard, lose lots of sleep, and get cranky as hell, but nobody minds.

I, too, have the same wife I started out with, which I assure you is good evidence of her qualities of forbearance and good nature. The older boy, just twenty-one, is now with the Navy in Guam. The younger, fourteen, is getting better marks in Junior High than his father ever did. Have some hopes that he will go to Dartmouth, but the other boy is planning to go to U.S.C. in Los Angeles if he ever gets out of service in time to start next fall.

Like most railroad people we have moved around quite a bit, which has probably been one of the reasons why I have not kept in touch with the Alumni. Another is that I have spent several years in the West, where one is not constantly stumbling over Dartmouth men.

Several years ago I went to a Dartmouth dinner in Seattle with Pingree Full, and once on a train out of Minneapolis I started to talk with a chap who turned out to be Paul Brown I find it hard to picture Hanover as you describe it, with all the feminine scenery. Suppose sweat shirts and corduroys are obsolete, and suspect that perhaps even the mid-winter language has changed. Emerson wouldn't dare stick his head out of a window as he used to do and bay at the moon. He might be taken for a wolf.

I'd surely like to get back for the Reunion, and if things were likely to be half-way normal on the railroad would plan to go. Maybe we'll have enough of the service men home by then so the rest of us can get reservations, and if so, I'll be there."

And from Spokane, Wash., came a letter from Scotty Jones, now the proprietor of Arthur D. Jones & Co., Realtors, "Spokane's oldest Agency." Scotty, very unfortunately, lost his wife as recently as last August. It is the first that we have known of his bereavement and he may be sure that he has the heartfelt sympathy of all of us in this loss. He has two married and two single daughters, Betty Mae Lally, whose husband is a J.A.G. lieutenant; Milaine McGoldrick, whose husband is a coproprietor of Northwest Electronics; Patricia Ann, twenty-two, and Gloria Jean, twenty, are attending the University of Washington. Scotty also has two grandchildren, Molly McGoldrick, four, and Mikki McGoldrick, three.

Stubby Johnson, who has been living in Hanover, has moved back to West Hartford, Conn. He is living in his old home, which he expects will be his permanent address as long as he lives. "After that my guess is better than yours." Sorry to hear it as he will be missed on the Hanover welcoming committee.

Sam Cole reports, "Georgianna and I are fine and are still in Winchester, with summers at Marblehead. I am with an engineering concern, and things are going along pretty well. All three of my children are in the service and have been for from two to four years. Donald is an Infantry Captain in New York City, Patricia is a Sgt. in the Marines at El Toro, Cal., Ann is a PhM 3/c, U.S.N., at Portsmouth, Va. Patricia expects to be married soon to Bruce Durkee, Dartmouth '46, of Swampscott, Mass. Donald hopes to go to Dartmouth next September." (Congratulations Sam, Bruce is a nice kid. I met him at both Vermont Academy and Dartmouth, through my own son, Donald, of the same class.)

We have always maintained that 1914 was potentially the finest class of the College, and can produce plenty of evidence to prove it. Very recently, in Richfield Springs, N. Y., has been found the perfect mascot, Fred Fraser, and we would suggest that the Athletic Council immediately put Fred on its payroll. He writes, "Since graduation, I have seen not more than one half dozen Dartmouth games, mostly Cornell. I have yet to witness a Dartmouth defeat. How would it be if I could capitalize on this record, and let the coaching staff at Hanover know of it? Maybe I could get subsidized or something." Fred says that 1945 has been a great year for making contact with '14 men. "Had a grand visit with Red Louden at Minneapolis when I was at General Assembly last spring. Then made a trip to Syracuse to the game this fall, and had the good fortune of sitting next to Rosie Hinman. He had tickets far in advance, and I got mine the day of the game. You have to live right to run into coincidences like that! We had dinner together at Cazenovia later on."

And speaking of Rosie Hinman, it is. a pleasure this month to present the picture of Rosie which has been promised for months. If it. had not been for his wife, I am afraid my face would still be red, but here it is. Why do some men never change?

Cap Lawrence has a daughter at Concord Academy and a boy in his first year at Groton School. Cap reports he is working hard and playing golf, and riding horseback Alec Tuck says it is pretty nice sending you this (his check for dues) from the U. S., after being a "sucker for a bugle call" for three more years—it was fine during the "War to end all Wars.".... Jack Sisson is still in Germany but hopes to be out of the Army and back in College next fall Bob Austin is back at New Hampshire University..... Bob Hopkins was recently in Hanover, stopping for a day at the Inn, and probably looking for pointers on how to run a school. Glad we thought of Bob, I'll have to go to work on him now for a picture. Look for it in about three months Howard Curtis, my old room-mate for three years, has cut me cold. Now he refuses to answer my letters.

The Executive Committee is working hard on plans for Reunion but at the time of this writing, January 6, nothing new has developed for publication. By March it should be coming fast and furious. If you have not underscored that date, July 12, 13, and 14, do so. THAT IS A MUST.

In closing, I must record one more tragedy, and assure Franz Marceau that he has the profound sympathy of all of us, in the loss of his son, Franz: "Franz was killed in an accident while stationed (in the Navy) near Kansas City. He was one of my twin sons and a grand fellow. Somehow thinking is almost impossible for all of us these days. He and his brother had been separated in service since November of '43, and Paul is out in Oakland, Cal., now. It was a terrible blow to him, as they were exceptionally close. They often said the hardest part of the war for them had been being separated."

News next month from Phil Smith and Jess Stillman, along with a few others, and a picture of Herb Austin.

Secretary, 88 Sea Street, North Weymouth, Mass. Treasurer, 26 Garden Street, Potsdam, N. Y.