1934

We're not rightly sure Maybe it was the four days of perfect weather—or it might have been the happily high percentage of wives and sweethearts in attendance—again, possibly the pleasant presence of '33, '35 and '36 is what did it. Anyway, whatever the explanation, the Terrible Twelfth turned out to be the most completely wonderful reunion that ever exceeded anybody's fondest expectations. Honest, it was terrific!

Take the warm-up party at the Inn Ski Hut on Thursday evening, for instance. As expected, a good many utilized the Fourth for traveling and were 011 hand to tee off with this inaugural event. Mighty fine teeing it was, too, with plenty hand clasps, many back slaps, lot of laughs, and continuous singing around a tinkly piano manned alternately by Bill Scherman and Jack Gilbert. Well, that set the pattern for the rest of the week-end, with diverting variations here and there, of course.

Friday morning found the group rapidly shaping up as '34ers checked in from all points. Our dormitory was Wheeler Hall, hard by the Chapel and within easy chiming distance of Baker's melodious tower. Turned out to be a mighty satisfactory spot: remote enough, and yet handy, too. Arrivals were greeted with that quiet efficiency which is the trademark of all Dwyer-Knibbs productions, and in no time all had registered, roomed, then rapturously repaired to the Class Tent, proudly displaying the handsome green and white crew caps and memory-restoring name buttons which constituted our uniform. Under the tent, to the total surprise of all, was more beer than you could shake a Schlitz at! Yessir 200 cases of the foamy stuff had been assembled from far and wide, and throughout the week-end nothing was scarcer around Wheeler than an unquenched thirst. Credit for keeping '34's glasses forever amber goes to A 1 Marks and George Kimball, who between them contracted for the entire supply, and to the many guys who helped to cart the brew to Hanover. Bill Gilmore's Oldsmobile, for one, sagged under the weight of seventeen cases all the way from New York.

Friday afternoon saw a couple of soft-ball games, one of which involved our guys and the Boston Red Sox masquerading in the uniforms of the Class of '36. Also on the field were a couple of myopic umpires groping around helplessly. That's all, Brother! We'd much rather talk about the Buffet Supper, complete with cocktails, which followed on the Inn lawn, and lasted pleasantly until it was time for President Dickey's reception in the beautiful garden flanking his home. Or about the dance following, held this year in Commons. Fine dance—same happy throng, same pretty gals, same good music as always. After the dance, back to the tent where Friday ended some time Saturday when Bob Ford, Jack Gilbert, and Hank Rigby, with guest artist Lowie Haas '35, finally crumped in utter exhaustion after proving to the delight of all that the Barbary Coast we knew is still the same old Coast.

Opening event on Saturday's program was the General Alumni Meeting in 105 Dartmouth. Feature of this session was a heartwarming speech by President Dickey which followed a splendid address by '33's John Monagan on behalf of the reuning classes. Next a harried photographer ducked under one of those black hoods long enough to snap the picture which we hope is reproduced somewhere on these pages. If it comes up looking like the mid-summer outing of Alcholics Unanimous let's blame it on a fuzzy lens, or something, hey fellows?

Then came the picnic at the Canoe Club, with plenty to eat (for obvious reasons not steak, but good!) and with the beer still flowing freely. Here Art Grimes reeled off his movies of the Fifth Reunion and the much talked about but seldom viewed Senior Films. Fine entertainment, especially with the running commentary provided by Fred Robbe who ad libbed admirably all the while. Also by way of divertissement at this enjoyably relaxed affair was an impromptu concert by some ten or so ex glee-clubbers, offering Dartmouth songs in the mellow manner. It was at this function that the Reunews made its entry and the picnickers found it mighty playful perusing. Additional copies are being mailed to all.

Later in the evening came the Players production Love Rides the Rails a hiss-the-villain melodrama that fitted exactly into the mood of Reunion and was remarkably well presented. Once more the '34 tent was headquarters for some wonderful music by '34's own music-makers, and again union hours were disregarded. Somewhere in here, tap dancing Bob Gallagher was persuaded to take a terpsichorean turn or two and he proved to be the same old genial Twinkle-Toes we remembered.

Miraculously enough, all hands were present at the Inn Pavilion for Sunday's Class Breakfast. The co-ed Class Eating later gave way to an all male Class Meeting as the boys grew serious for a spell. Reports on Reunion and the Alumni Fund were presented by Knibbs and Scherman and then Billy Embry gave an accounting of his excellent stewardship of the class affairs during the past few years. How anyone could maintain any semblance of order in the period just completed is a major mystery, but Bill really did it and to him go the congratulations and thanks of all of us. Next a resolution was passed by the class in favor of a permanent system of reunions that would regularly provide for the return of adjacent classes at the same time in the manner of the current one. This resolution has since been forwarded to the College for their consideration. A new Executive Committee was elected to serve until the next class meeting. Members are Bill Adams, Clarence Davies, Bill Embry, Dick Gruen, Dave Hedges, Jeff Jackson, A1 Jacobson, Bill Knibbs, and Bob Webb.

With business completed, the serio became comic once again as Jerry Danzig spun the fabulous Fifth Reunion Recording, refurbished for the 1946 trade by new prologue and epilogue. All found the proceedings most happy indeed. Voices involved belonged to A1 Hewitt, emcee, and Danzig, Dwyer, Knibbs, Raphael, Scherman, and Silverman.

Well, sir, that ended the meeting—and that ended the Terrible Twelfth. And please believe us, Sports: it really was a merry merrygo-round. Only one thing wrong—we missed you lads who couldn't make it. If you don't think so you should have heard the guys asking about you.

Behind any successful affair of these proportions you will generally find a few gents for whom there has been an awful lot of work and to whom should go an awful lot of credit and thanks. In our case, first of all is Marty Dwyer, who designed and directed the entire production, and who did all the advance worrying. Working with him as a sort of co-pilot was Bill Knibbs who coordinated the beer procurement and made all the Hanover arrangements. Dave Calloway and Roald Morton handled the printing and distribution tion of the publicity pieces and Dick Gruen besides conducting a follow-up publicity campaign was helpful in several ways as was A1 Jacobson whose efforts weren't at all confined to obtaining the costumes. Jerry Danzig was the editor and publisher behind the highly successful Reunews, aided by Gail Raphael, Bill Scherman, and Art Grimes. Jerry also wrote a letter on behalf of the committee to members of the faculty and administration inviting them to the tent. Almost all answered the letter with appreciation, most said they would be there; far as we know, though none was able to make it. Could it be we were a leedle bit too noisy? (Quick commercial note: Dwyer still has a dozen reunion hats, available at the sacrifice figure of $l.OO each.)

Here are the lucky guys who made it (seventy-two of the ninety-four were accompanied by wives or sweethearts. Wish we had room to list their names, and those of the three children and one dog, too):

Bob Allabough, Don Allen, Andy Anderson, Charlie Armes, Bob Balgley, Stu Barber, Johnnie Bathrick, Dave Beasley, Pret Belknap, Chet Birch, Walt Blood, Ed Brown, Dave Calloway, Bill Carr, Jack Cavanaugh, Oscar Cohn, George Copp, Jack Corcoran, Walt Crandell, Bill Cumings, Bernie Cushman, Link Daniels, Jerry Danzig, Jim Darling, Bill Deßiemer, Sey Dunn, Marty Dwyer, Ray Ely, Bill Embry, Jack Fernald, Ted Flemming, Frank Ford, Bob Ford, El Fulton, Bob Gallagher, Ted Germann, Jack Gilbert, Bill Gilmore, George Goss, Art Grimes, Dick Gruen, Dick Hardt, Herb Harris, Len Harrison, Gordy Haverkampf, Jack Hinsman, Chuck Hirschey, Dick Houck, Jeff Jackson, Allan Jacobson, Mike Joseph, Bill Judd, George Kimball, Randy Klinefelter, Bill Knibbs, Nels Krogslund, Don Legro, Doug Leighton, Art Leonard, Frank Lepreau, John Lyle, George Magrath, Harry McCann, John Metzger, Art Moebius, Don Moir, Ed Moore, Roald Morton, John Murphy, Stan Neill, Ike Newman, Bob Peters, Dana Redington, Les Reeve, Bill Reid, Art Reinherz, Hank Rigby, Fred Robbe, Chuck Rolfe, Henry Rose, Don Sandy, Bill Scherman, Bill Sheffeld, Bob Smith, Stan Smoyer, Ray Snow, Susie Sulzbacher, Eliot Thomas, Bob Thompson, Harry Wallace, Art Ward, Win Watts, Sid Wisch, Fred Wolf.

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