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Have you signed up yet? Time is getting short, but in any case, come, and if you haven't sent your check please do it now. There are expenses and guarantees that have to be met in advance. From the present perspective (this is written early in May) every thing seems to be set. Even now the reservations are beginning to come in and the cards have been out only a few days. Indications are for the best Reunion yet, and we want you and your wife and as many of the family as you care to bring.

Paul Perkins writes, "The coming class reunion interests me deeply, and i£ it is possible to attend without serious conflict with my new employment, I shall be with you. The shortness of the lunch period offers scant opportunity to attend your weekly meeting at Patten's Restaurant, but I shall try to drop in long enough to say hello." Paul did come in last week. He is taking an indoctrination course at the Veterans' Administration Headquarters next door, in preparation for his new duties at Lowell. Paul looked well, perhaps a little tired. Who wouldn't, after being marooned on a Pacific Island all these months! He told us that he had just seen Chick Grant, who is also with the Veterans' Administration. Aborn, Burleigh, Rice, and Drake were the '14ers present, and they were all disappointed that Paul could stay only long enough to sayhello.

Nasib Deverian writes from Rochester that he has had three sons in the service, which

"has put the burden upon the old man's shoulders for the duration." It was nice to hear from you, Nasib, but why not sit down and write a long letter, giving us all the news? What were the boys doing, and where are they now, and how about you and the rest of the family? Do it now, Nasib, and then tell us the parts you have forgotten when you get up to REUNION.

The gentleman pictured this month, against a background of palms, is none other than Walter Junkins, of Rye, N. H. That background looks mighty attractive this chilly May morning, but we'll go into that more in detail in Hanover next month.

This column, a couple oF months ago, contained a few words oF admiration for the high polish obtained by Doc Kingsford, said high polish contrary to the teachings of Gabriel Heater, being the envy of the Secretary. Now, Doc has stirred up a new feeling of envy in the following letter, in that I can boast of only one grandchild.

Dear Rufe. Here she is. When a man says, "This is the last notice," I have to stir ray stumps. Where does Roger Rice get that stuff, bragging about two grandsons ? I have three, and a fourth on the way. I may get fooled on the sex of No. 4, however, but June will establish that. By the time I get up to Hanover for Reunion, I'll be able to make a more accurate report."

Way back last December, I got a letter from Bill Washburn, Chief Surgeon of the Hospital Department, Southern Pacific Company, and more recently elected to the Alumni Council. I have been saving it for the day when news was scarce, so here goes:

It's always nice to get news from classmates as well as from other Dartmouth men. We on the Pacific coast have had a lot of the boys drop in on lis, or call us up on their way to or from the far Pacific areas. I see Herb Gridley occasionally, and he s always the same "Grid"—possibly a bit overweight. You see Herb doesn't seem to have suffered much during rationing years. He is the big boy who has charge of the "eats" served by the Southern Pacific Company and it is barely possible that the armed forces didn't get all of the butter and steak that was served by the Company during the war. Our Dartmouth meetings are always a great success, but I missed the last annual, as I had to be down m Texas and Arizona for the Hospital Department. It keeps me pretty busy—that, together with carrying on a private surgical practice here in San Francisco. .... Our system covers five western states, and we have nearly one hundred thousand employees to take care of. We have what I consider a wonderful set-up, with one big central hospital in S. F., and numerous smaller units from El Paso to Portland, Oregon, and Ogden, Utah.

I had a letter from Rocky Flanders the other day. He is paying us another visit in June, coming for the American Medical Convention. Rocky and his charming Mary are a great team. We had a great time together here several years ago, and look forward to their return engagement About my two boys: Edward '45 is still in the Navy at Washington, D. C.; and Bradford, with the Merchant Marine in Iran. So Mrs. W. and our little girl Mary Elena, aged nine, are keeping the home fires burning awaiting their return.

Word has just been received from the Alumni Records Office that Holton Smith has just recently passed away at White River Junction, Vt. He died at the Veterans' Hospital following nine days of treatment, and had been in poor health for two years.

Sig Larmon, who for some time now has been President of Young & Rubicam, Inc., and a director of the Rumford Press, has recently been elected Chairman of the Board of the American Association of Advertising Agencies. Once more, Sig, congratulations.

The April 25th issue of The New EnglandJournal of Medicine contains a report of "Progress in Urology" by Fletcher Colby M.D. Fletch is Chief of the Urological Service at the Massachusetts General Hospital, and is an instructor in Urology at the Harvard Medical School.

Space is getting short and I really haven't got room to tell you that Stubby Johnson, Ev Barnard, and John Burleigh have been recent visitors in Hanover, that Bino Knight is going to conduct our Memorial Service at Reunion, that James Gould's new address is Peter Cooper Hotel, 130 E. 39th St., N. Y. C. 16, that Roy Kittredge is at 204 Mt. Vernon St., Dedham, Mass., and that Burt Wood can be reached c/o I. R. Gregory, 110 La Creciente, Tucson, Arizona. I haven't got room because I want to say a final word tor the Alumni Fund.

By this time you are probably pretty well fed up with pleas and needlings and propaganda. But if you haven't given to the Fund this year, will you do me this favor? Please read to the end and then either give to the College or give me hell.

I heard John Dickey say, in general effect, not too long ago, that no one connected with the Fund wants it to be a burden to anybody. He was indisputably right. Dartmouth should never be a burden, but I wonder how many there are in our class to whom a small token gift would be a real burden.

The campaign is drawing to a close, and if you are not listed, give it one more thought. The Dartmouth Alumni Fund has long been the envy of every college group in the United States, not so much because of its total but by reason of its overall coverage. We have always had such a large group participating—many with a single dollar or two.

There will always be the man who can afford and will give a large amount, but the little man, the man who has to dig down a bit, the man who sends but a dollar or two, is the man that helps to swell the total and bring up this high percentage of participants.

This fall, you know that you have only one vote in the national election, but you will go out rain or shine to the polls. You know that your vote alone doesn't mean much, but when coupled with thousands of others who feel the same way, it means the future of America. Let's cast our ballot in these closing moments—our vote that Dartmouth is to us the finest college in the world, and in our small way help her to carry on. If John Dickey is right that the future of America rests not in Washington but with the individual in the cities and the small towns, then too, does the future of Dartmouth rest in the hands of the Alumni.

DESPITE the palmy semi-tropical background Walter Junkins '14 calls Rye, N. H., his home.

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