1917
The accompanying picture contrasts what the well-dressed Army officer wore in World Wars I and 11. We will not comment on the apparent ease with which Hal slipped into his old uniform, twenty-seven years later, even though few of us could duplicate the feat. You can see for yourself the practically perfect fit, as well as the practically perfect condition of the Lieutenant Senior in years. Jo says,
"Hal and Jack got quite a kick out of having me snap their picture," but we suspect that she had more fun arranging the affair and snapping her Army men than the lieutenants did posing. Jack and Phyllis are living in Fayerweather and fully enjoying the
Dartmouth life along with the other student couples. Jack will graduate in June, and then plans a graduate year at Tuck for his Master's degree. Meanwhile, Hanover is actively on Hal's and Jo's schedule, along with Lasell, where Barbara is a senior and also graduating in June. On a March Hanover visit, they met the Sandy Lynches at the Inn,—there for some skiing and a last fling for Sandy on his terminal leave before settling down to diagnosing, and prescribing for, the ills of his fellow Pittsburg citizens. It would be quite something to live, well, relatively near Hanover, and something more again to have a son a senior there, with his wife. We hope Hal and Jo can find little excuse for not making frequent visits to the Inn. We hope, too, to see them on Cape Cod this summer.
The visit of the month was Sam and Ruth Haskell in Cincinnati, or, to be accurate, at 7138 River Road, Fernbank. Sam is a native of Painesville, Ohio, and Ruth of New London, Conn., but the Haskell hospitality has a distinctly southern flavor. And their home bears it out,—large and rambling and invitingly comfortable, situated above a terraced lawn overlooking the Ohio River, and complete even to the friendly spaniel. It would be just the spot for a bit of cool refreshment on a warm Ohio valley day. The last time we called Sam, he was just getting his stoker primed for the winter. This time he had just turned it out. Warm spring seemed there to stay. As chief adult probation officer for Hamilton County, with ten assistants, Sam puts in a full day at the Court House, looking up and keeping tabs on defendants between arrest and trial. Daughter Marilyn is following somewhat in her Dad's footsteps in that she too is in social work, on the staff of the Cincinnati Children's Home, investigating applicants and homes before placing children for adoption. Sam Jr., 17, was recently elected captain of next year's football team at Porter Military Academy, Charleston, S. C., and was about to be made an officer in the student corps, both of which honors came naturally to him and greatly pleased Sam and Ruth. Sam's particular hideout is his workshop in the basement, where, at the moment, he is specializing in arrows, satisfying himself that he can make a better arrow, and soon to have a pathway beaten to his door. In the process, he is trying to satisfy the demand of neighboring amateur archers. The guns and fishing tackle occasionally in evidence testify to the ability of both Sam and Sam Jr., as sportsmen. They were Sam Jr.'s responsibility while his Dad was in the Navy, and when Sam returned after four years there was not a blemish on them. The only regret which Sam and Ruth have about the long Navy service is that Sam had to miss four years of his sportsmancompanion's growing up.
As anticipated, Will Fitch came through promptly with his excuse for staying over in Washington. He is Executive Director of the Air Force Association, and says he could not resist, "for a time at least, the opportunity of contributing to the building up of this organization that may some day be a powerful influence for good in the world." Will says he is "going to string along with the project of helping to build an alumni association of the Army Air Forces," and we judge that he feels that his gang offers some assurance of keeping us out of trouble in the future. He admits he gets homesick for the Boston gang sometimes, and promises to return occasionally. And if we know Will, he will plan to be there when there is anything special cooking. He had a dinner of the Washington Alumni Association on for the following Saturday.
We congratulate Al Hickmott and Len Shea for honors and added responsibilities which have come to them in their respective fields. Len has been elected a vice president of the Melville Shoe Corp., with which he has been associated for a long time, and he is also general manager of the company's combination stores. In case you didn't know, Len's company is the largest chain shoe retailing organization in the country. Alo Hickmott, who has been financial secretary of the Connecticut General Life Insurance Cos., since 1937, was elected a director of the Aetna Insurance Cos., and its five subsidiary companies in the Aetna Insurance Group. We have not heard from Al as much as we would have liked, probably for the reason that he has been too busy. But he has much to show in the way of accomplishment, for he is a trustee of the State Savings Bank of Hartford and of the Guardian Investment Trust, a director and the treasurer of the New London Northern Railway and the Central Vermont Transportation Cos., director of the Connecticut Institute for the Blind, and a commissioner of the Pension Board of West Hartford. A long while ago he devoted a lot of time to rewriting the investment laws governing savings banks in Connecticut. Not only was his work followed by other states, but more recently the Governor of Connecticut recognized it by appointing him to a committee to select railroad bonds suitable for savings banks. We may add, also, that A 1 is an associate of the American Institute of Accountants, and a member of the Grolier Club of New York. To both Len and Al, more success. Our guess is that their new duties, added to the old, will prevent their getting into serious mischief for time to come.
We are grateful to Carp Atwater every now and again for a note bringing us up to date on our delegate to the Great Northwest. He speaks of the current dislocation of his industry—industrial machinery,—and reports the condition through manufacturing, jobbing, and distributing. And it no doubt all adds up to problems for Carp these days. But, he has plenty of company: "Expect to be in Atlantic City in May for the Machinery Distributors Convention and hope to have a chance to look around a bit Have one boy a yeoman a/c, and another a signalman a/c, still in the Navy. Hope to have both out by fall. Bob, the oldest, is due to return to U. of Washington as a sophmore. Dick, 19, I hope will show signs of Dartmouth. Maybe both of them will. Have a daughter, 13, who should hit Smith, Class of 1954. Am looking forward to seeing some of the boys, at least in New York in May, but it is difficult for one from the stix and on a hurried trip East to get around as he would like." We know, Carp. We are beginning to notice the same thing.
A recent issue of the Boston Herald published a very attractive picture of Lois Loudon, daughter of Hank and Polly. Lois, who is an alumna of Colby, had just graduated from Eastern Air Lines' school for flight attendants at Forest Hills, Long Island, N. Y.
ARMY OFFICERS of World Wars I and II set off their uniforms equally well: Harold J. Weeks '17 (who was a second lieutenant), with his son, 1st Lt. Harold J. Weeks Jr. '46, who, recently released from the Army, is now a senior at Dartmouth.
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