Class Notes

1916

December 1947 CMDR. F. STIRLING WILSON, DANIEL S. DINSMOOR
Class Notes
1916
December 1947 CMDR. F. STIRLING WILSON, DANIEL S. DINSMOOR

"And she said that she would meet me, down by the levee—". Hey, turn off the radio, I'm writing my Class Notes See what I'm up against, boys?.... Well, to begin with, Chan Green was appointed general manager of the Works Division of W. H. W. General Aniline and Film Corporation. Chan, in case you don't know, went not only to Dartmouth, but to M.I.T. and has been with General Aniline 27 years, his job, until this elevation, being plant manager of the Corporation's Rensselaer factory. Chan, in his spare time, serves as vice-chairman of the Albany (N. Y.) Committee for Economic Development. Just a suggestion, Chan, for the betterment of Albany, whittle down those steep hills

It's old news now, but among the leisure class which sojourns in Hanover from time to time, the following have been observed, lolling in easy chairs on the Inn porch: Ken and May Tucker, Bill andMrs. McKenzie, Larry and Mrs. Hayward, Max andMrs. Bernkopf, and the old lumber lugger, GranFuller. The report says nothing about Ruth, so maybe Gran was on her vacation.

Everyone will be sorry to hear that BillMackie has been seriously ill since last February. I have no further details yet, but until I get them, everybody pull for old Bill to come back strong as ever I have had no firsthand account of the Brown game, but a Brown man did tell me the referee played on our team. However, this guy is a bass singer, and you must make allowances. Harking back to the Holy Cross game, ancient history, JohnMcAuliffe, who had predicted the outcome nicely, postmortemized thus: "Best forward pass defense since Hawley's days. At the game was classmate Ed Craver, with his wife, son and daughter, a nice party of four. Illustrious Major General Stew Paul was there in civvies; he came over and greeted Helen and me." John was apparently having a terrific struggle with himself to keep from following the team all around the circuit, and I know just how he feels.

At long last, as my friend Dave Windsor was fond of saying, I heard from Hiram McLellan, formerly of Barton, Vermont, and for many years a citizen of Houston, Texas, where, incidentally they have one of the largest barberhopper chapters in the USA. Hi, commenting on Peggy's picture in the A.M., says: "I can see a slight resemblance to you, but—" and then goes on to make the inevitable crack that she must look mostly like her mama. Says Hi: "I have two daughters and a son, of whom I am very proud. The oldest one, Laura, married Jack Clemens of Houston on Sept. 20, and I enclose a picture taken just before I escorted her down the aisle. (See picture.) Although we have a Dartmouth Club here, I haven't seen a '16 man in a long time. I just had a letter from Les Campbell saying he will attend a Civil Service Convention in Dallas, and I am hoping to see him."

Relative to the Harvard game, and other conflicts, Alec Jardine sends the following:

"Estelle and I went to Hanover Oct. 12, for the Penn debacle. We saw Cliff Bean, Max Bernkopf,Ralph George, Ollie Barr, George Pratt, the Ellises, and I swear I saw Ernie Frye, but he was too far away to verify—and last but not least Ruth McKenzie and Bill. Two were without wives-r-Ollie and Cliff; Ollie made a quick trip to Hanover and back, for Peg's brother Jim Churchill had passed away suddenly three or four days prior. Ollie came up on the train so that he could get his car back from Bud, his son, who had driven up when college opened. The George Pratts showed up Sunday after the game, as did the Bob Browns from Nashua, Bob to see his new six-weeks-old grandchile—can't remember sex of same. (What is it, Bob?) In the course of the two evenings I spent up there also saw John, Elsie and Mary Stearns, and heard that Jay Gile was at the game. We also saw three sons of 'l6ers—Johnnie McFalls, Bill McKenzie, Jr. and Bud McKenzie, and Jeannie, Bud's twin sister, was there from Skidmore. Bill McKenzie makes very important statement—Quote I give my word to win that Green Derby contest in 1948 unquote. Next event was the Brown game, and I gave or rather sold my pasteboards to FrankBobst, who reported a grand game—saw McKenzie, Hayivards, Ellis and some others. Then the Harvard game weekend. A mass meeting was planned at the City Club, so I secured a room up there and looked around for class officers to help, damned if I could find ary a one. Dan Dinsmoor had to take Mrs. D. to the hospital; the Cutlers had hiked to Norfolk, Va., to join a friend for a. boat ride through the inland waterway to Miami. Think of his giving up a Harvard game! GranFuller was to enter Parker Hayden's care on Oct. 17. So I got notices out to about 85 and received 47 replies, 24 yeas and 23 nays. The party was held as scheduled (with Banana Royale plus Gilbey's Scotch sauce). Tuss McLaughry and MiltPeipul were our guests and both spoke about the team. Also called on Classmate Lincoln Filene, who is 82 years young. Present at the pre-game proceedings were: Parker, Baker, Barr, Bailey, Bean,Bobst, Coffin, Eigner, Ellis, English, Filene, George,Jar dine, Duffy Lewis, Mars den, Monahan, Newmark, Phinney, Soule, Steinert, Up ham, Walker,McKenzie (how that guy gets around), Tug Tyler from Muncie, Mullen, and Shanahan. Bill Brett was in town visiting his son at Harvard, but didn't make the dinner. We broke up at 8 p.m. and went to the mass meeting. McKenzie, Shanahan and I went to Copley-Plaza, where the McK.'s were staying, and joined our gals there. Finally knew enough to go home and go to bed. Next noon picked up McKenzie and then to my house and secured Estelle and then to the Tuckers for their celebrated Before-the-Harvard-Game-Luncheon. At this party which is a real institution in Belmont we saw many Dartmouth men other than 'l6ers, including Bunny Holden '17, Stockwell '17, Olds '17, Spike Mclntyre '17, and some 'l6ers Then that game—l needed a drink or a heart specialist when it was over. Saw Roger Morse, the Haywards from Rye Beach, Ed Craver, Max Bernkopf, in addition to most of those present the night before. The Class was scattered because of late application. We sat in the midst of the convention of Attorney Generals from 40 states and their wives (the attorneys, not the states, he means). They enjoyed it too. The day was hot. Weather up here has been terrific—never before remembered?"

Thanks, Alec, for all them space-filling words. A secretary would have an easy job if he had a few correspondents like that.

At this point we announce a CONTEST to select a design for a 1916 birthday card, to be used in sending greetings to members, in place of the "cute" cards with animals and forget-me-nots I have been using. Send in your design or a written suggestion and win the gallon of Vermont hard cider in a handtooled barbwire jug. No kidding, we want this design, and in addition to the jug of cider, the winner will have a Persian kitten named after him and will be taken on a personally conducted tour of the top floor of the Boston Customs house. Don't send any wrappers, money or stamps, just your design or description thereof.

From the pre-Harvard 1916 party in Boston this message went to Jay Gile in Hanover: "Twenty-five members of 1916 gathered together in close convivial harmony project their collective spirit of affection toward you on this traditional night before the Harvard game." And that goes for the whole Class.

Well, hold onto your hats, boys. Sam and Lou are bound to get back from that inland waterway trip to Florida soon, and we'll get the story for you. It ought to be good, and it better be.

Cliff Bean reports that the contributions of the past month have boosted the total of the Class of 1916 Memorial Fund to $11,502. Your check, representing your initial, periodic, or lump sum contribution to the long pull objective of the Class of 1916 in the permanent en, dowment of the College, should be mailed to H. C. Bean, chairman, c/o Wm. Filene's Sons Co., Boston, Mass., prior to December 31, 1947.

In case I don't see you before—Merry Christmas and Joyful New Year!

HERE COMES THE BEAUTIFUL BRIDE: Hiram J. McLellan '16 and his daughter Laura, just before her marriage to Mr. Jack Clemens of Houston, Texas. "Hi," a product of the Green Mountain State, has resided in Texas since his graduation.

Secretary, 2721 Blaine Drive, Chevy Chase 15, Md. Treasurer, 11 Copeland Ave., Reading, Mass.