1941
That terrific 5th is now history, and I'm sure that everyone fortunate enough to attend felt that it lived up to all their expectations. Those of you who couldn't swing the Hanover jaunt this time were sincerely missed—and for you this column is particularly pointed this month.
Activities began to get under way Friday afternoon, and a '4l baseball team was hastily organized, taking on the classes of 1940 and 1938 respectively, and emerging after two bitterly fought battles as reunion champions. This was accomplished neatly with the aid of Jake Gidney's 4 home runs, and the stellar play of the barefoot boys—May and Rainie, whose fielding efforts left absolutely nothing to be desired. "Snuffy" Smith did a fine job on the mound, but since both '40 and '38 kept tubs of beer scattered around the infield and outfield for their own exclusive use, his job became easier each inning.
President Dickey held a reception Friday evening for all the reuning classes, and the garden of the President's home was a lovely setting for the affair. A full Hanover moon helped to make the party one of the highlights of the week-end.
A reunion dance followed at Commons, and was attended by a number of the class, though it was readily apparent that the beer tent held the greater attraction.
Our class was headquartered in Mass Row, and the beer tent was strategically located behind North Mass, readily accepted as the focal point for all activities.
The general alumni meeting was held Saturday morning at which time the class of '41 was awarded the cup for reunion attendance. Tenure of the trophy was limited to the weekend only for since reunions are scattered over practically every week-end this summer, an award is made each week to that class having the greatest number of men back for the particular weekend. Glory certainly, but short lived to be sure.
Our class meeting was held immediately following the general meeting, the details of which will be forthcoming in a newsletter from Lew Johnstone. As yet the final results o£ the Green Derby are not available, but rumor hath it we were again nosed out in the stretch—this time by the class of 1942. Our percentage of contributors was far above our rivals, but the dollar volume fell short in averaging out the final score. However I hav not received definite confirmation of th'6 from Lew, so there is still hope we may hav'8 squeaked through on top.
Other business conducted at the class meet ing was the election of the Executive Commit' tee for the next five years.
Unlike class officers selected for particular functions as was the case during our under graduate years, the eight men selected to the Executive Committee will act as a coordi nating group to fulfill the certain class respon" sibilities. The men selected are as follows: Lou Young, Lew Johnstone, Dutch Cotton, Mort McGinley, Stacy Hill, Snuffy Smith, Bob Thomas, Stu May and Don Stillman. I glless you can tell to whom the class notes function has been delegated.
Further details concerning the first meeting of the Executive Committee will be supplied in DFTDB. I just wanted to let you know that now such a committee exists.
After the class meeting wives, children and members of the class became a part of posterity via the class picture. Those of you des iring same send a buck to the David Pierce Studio, Hanover, N. H. (That's not a plug son fact is, it's a rather hung over looking group.)
Saturday afternoon was topped off by a number of cocktail parties, picnics, and even golf by the more energetic souls.
The class dinner was held Saturday evening at the Hanover Inn, followed by a play pres ented by the Players in Webster Hall, which in turn was followed by a terrific, never to be forgotten, fiesta in the beer tent which only slowed down when the sun came up.
Sunday morning a lovely memorial service was held in Rollins Chapel for those of our number who will be with us through that means for all our reunions.
Sunday afternoon saw most everyone preparing to trek homeward. It was a grand reunion in every respect—Hanover never looked better to her returning sons. The excitement everyone feels in spotting floodlighted Baker driving up from White River was still there, the chimes in the tower we used to hear were the same, and the white of Dartmouth Row looked more resplendent than ever. Yes, it was good to go back.
WEEKEND HIGHLIGHTS
Rollicking, rioting "Doc" Fielding of the class of 1943 who kept the gang laughing 'till it hurt at the beer tent Saturday night Dick Hill's Dwight Fiske repertoire slicker than ever Georgie Seel, whose shirt tail had us fooled for a moment Felix Lilienthal whose birthday was Saturday night, Vic Schneider who can still make like an old Ford car Bob O'Brien, Donk Hanks, George Tamlyn, Bruce Friedlich, Bill Hotaling, and probably others who were celebrating being brand new papas.
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