1909
The class of '09 has again lost one of its most distinguished members in the death of Jess Hawley at the Orange General Hospital, Orlando, Fla., on March 20, 1946. Jess suffered a heart attack in Chicago a year ago and was obliged to remain in the hospital for many months. He steadily improved and in October was back on the job but taking it easy. Four or five weeks ago he had another attack and was obliged to return to the hospital.
Jess had been extremely successful in business and athletics. The class fund is going to suffer greatly because of his death inasmuch as he contributed more than half of the funds which were attributed to the class. He was President of the Hawley Products Co., St. Charles, 111. After resigning from Dartmouth in 1929, he devoted full time to this concern which manufactures molded fiber products, including radio accessories and tropical helmets.
Our classmate, Sid Hazelton, who probably has had more contact with Jess than anyone else in the class, is preparing a leading article for the MAGAZINE, which will express the sentiments of the class much better than I could do. I have merely presented here a few facts that he may not have in his article.
Phil Chase, who has been seriously ill with a heart attack* writes me the following letter which would indicate that he is making the best of a bad situation:
On Washington's Birthday I was listening to Marjory Mills, as I often do, for old times sake, when Bob Burns jammed the waves saying the Dartmouth dinner would be on February 27.
That set me to thinking and though I cannot get there this year, please extend my affectionate regards to our assembled mates. The facts and figures as to why I can't join you at the dinner are that I have been sick for eight months with what the doctors call a combination equation of hay fever, bronchitis, asthma and a heart attack all at once-—what I call it doesn't matter. I had to sit up for six months because I could not breathe lying down. Spent three and a half months in the hospital and for three months had a rubber tube up one nostril so as to inhale oxygen without a mask. In the early days I got 18 needles a day injecting this, that or some other stuff, and had intravenous needles twice a day using the veins on back of the hand or inside wrist, whichever the needle could most easily pick up. Every three hours night and day for two months a needle injected penicillin; am still taking it three months later but now by inhalation with a nebulizer.
Am now at home and can lie down, have no more needles, but still have moments when I don t seem to have enough breath to go around. Go out to ride and often to the movies. You see my Math I training wasn't entirely wasted.
Our older boy will be a junior at Dartmouth this week, provided he passed his exams last week —he was an air cadet. Next September his brother will join him at Hanover.
To continue the academic flavor me say that the spelling herein contained is supplied by Webster, the punctuation by Laycock, the split infinitives by Prof. Keyes, but the handwriting is my own idea—not so good ha!
I have word from Hanover that our classmate Harold S. Hall is in U. S. Veterans Hospital, Sunmount, N. J., totally disabled for the past twenty months. You can bet he would enjoy a card or note from you fellows who might take time to write him, .
Well, Harry, more power to you fellows who are still up and at 'em. You are all old enough now to ease up and keep out of the mess I worked myself into. Take my advice and take it easy. Will see you next year, perhaps earlier. My best to each and all of you.
We have one member of the class who appears to be exhibiting some sense and is retiring when he still has plenty of pep left to enjoy life-Harold Clark. He says in June of this year he will have completed thirty-six years with the Rumson Country Day School in Rumson, N. J—twenty of these years as headmaster of the school. He is now resigning and going to retire to Sagamore Beach, Mass., and has handed over the job of running the school to Ed Blake, Dartmouth '25, who has been his able assistant since he went to Rumson. He and his wife plan to take it easy for a while, dabbling in farming on their small farm on the Cape and traveling a bit when such a program becomes feasible again. His brother, Sidney, Dartmouth '12, also lives at Sagamore Beach and other members of the family gather there every summer so it will seem like getting home to him. He also relishes the fact that he will be nearer Hanover and the Boston bunch of '09ers.
His, son, Francis E., named for his grandfather, Dartmouth '73, was married March 30 to Virginia McCree of San Francisco. He is a graduate of the Naval Academy at Annapolis and is now a lieutenant commander and navigating officer of the St. Louis. He has spent most of the last six or seven years in Pacific waters but hopes for shore duty now.
Secretary, Wm. Filene's Sons Co. 426 Washington St., Boston, Mass. Treasurer, 16 Wall St., New York, N. Y.
