1914
Thirty-three years ago this month we had our Commencement, and as time goes on, this writer often philosophizes on the meaning of Commencement. In many schools, commencement is the beginning of the end, the end of college days, the end of everything but memories. With us Dartmouth men, it is the beginning, the beginning of a different, more lasting loyalty to the College. I think of the comparison with marriage. How our point of view changes, and as time goes on, a closeness and feeling of dependence and oneness replaces the ardor of youth! Today we are as much a part of Dartmouth as we ever were, in many cases, more so. It is still the same family though scattered over the earth, the family that in time of need expects its individual members to do all in their power to support the clan.
This is the last month of the Alumni Fund Campaign and we, the Dartmouth family, are expecting you to do your part. You are the judge and we don't attempt to tell you how much. You can judge that better than we can, but remember this, that nobody pays his way while in college and it is up to you and me. We have absolute faith in you, but we realize that we can all forget, and procrastination is so easy.
The immediate reason offered by Alice andHerb Austin when they left New York on April 9th for a three weeks trip, was the National Editorial Convention in Fort Worth, Texas. With the convention lasting three days, and the trip lasting three weeks and including Mexico and Guatemala all by air, we suspect that the convention was an excuse. You remember that Herb and Alice set up housekeeping in Guatemala thirty years ago.
Our treasurer reports that the total charges at The Inn for our Snowbird party came to $245.55. This included the sons' dinner, the class banquet, room rent, liquid refreshments, and faculty guests. The treasury paid for the sons' and faculty members, a total of sss, the balance being by assessment on those present.
Omaha, Neb., boasts one Allen A. Tukey, who sells insurance and surety bonds. Allen writes:
I have two daughters, Lydia, the younger who is twenty-three, and married to Carl Jonas, formerly of the Coast Guard, and author of Beachbead on the Winds. They live in Aspen, Colo. My older daughter, Catherine Ann, who is twenty-five, served for a couple of years with the Red Cross in Europe, and ended up running two canteens at Templehof aerdrome. She also has a house at Aspen, Colo., and is doing some art work for various people.
My activities have been those of a normal insurance peddler in the town the size of Omaha. I have taken some part in politics, and in the American Legion, of which I am Past Post and Department Commander, and National Vice Commander. The Legion out here is, I believe, a little different than some places in the east. We have a post of over twenty thousand in Omaha, and have taken an active part in civic affairs. Nebraska is one of two or three Departments opposed to the bonus after the last war and we are opposing a State Bonus now. We are rather proud of our record.
Tukey has attended a couple of Republican National Conventions as a delegate, and dur- ing the war spent over two years in charge of construction renegotiation for the Missouri River Division of the U. S. Engineers. The accompanying picture was snapped while Allen was presiding at a meeting of the Board of Directors of the Metropolitan Utilities District, of which he has been a member for over twenty years.
A nice letter, dated April ist, from Lay Little, ends with the following paragraphs:
I was glad to have your impression of John Dickey, and hope that the excellent response he has had will prove a good augury for a successful administration. His job is no bed of roses, but he has probably the most loyal body of alumni of any College President in America. By the same token, however he is probably under closer scrutiny by the Alumni than any other College President! It was good to read the familiar names sprinkled throughout your letter, and I hope that you will remember me to our classmates as you meet them. I share your wish to be able to meet the class in person in the not too distant future, but there is nothing on the horizon at this writing, which allows me to suggest even a tentative-date.
It is reported that Bill Holway has been elected to membership of the American Institute of Consulting Engineers. A special Wah Hoo Wah for Bill, as he is the first Oklahoman to receive this honor.
Sam Sheldon proudly boasts the arrival of his third grandchild, born April 20. It is Sam's first grandson, and his youngest daughter's first born. He says, "I have just this minute come from a Dartmouth lunch, where I sat across the table from Red Loudon. We have a good crowd out twice a month throughout the year, besides a summer picnic, and the annual banquet held a couple of weeks ago, when Professor West gave us a good candid address."
From Jack Field comes confirmation of Forry Blood's attempt to raise chickens and turkeys on the same ground. "That is one of those things that cannot be done successfully." Jack plans to occupy one of the rooms in The Inn at the next Snowbird party HerbBartlett, now living at 2061/2 South Martel Ave., Los Angeles 36, Cal Dud Wheatley feels that he has something in common with Mart Remsen in that he purchased a farm of fifty-five acres last May. There were twentyfive cows, but he quickly sold the cattle, feeling that they were too much of a burden, and wishing to utilize the whole twenty-five acres on which to grow old April visitors in Hanover were Al Richmond and Art Woodies. .... Woodies is trying to arrange a transfer for his son from Mass. State at Camp Devens to Dartmouth.
Starting as a bell-hop in a resort hotel, before college days, and afterwards leasing the same hotel, Chet Wescott reminds us of an Horatio Alger hero. He is now the owner of the Malvern at Bar Harbor, Maine, but as you know, spends his winters managing hotels in Florida. After eighteen years at Daytona Beach, Palm Beach, Ft. Lauderdale, St. Petersburg, and Miami, he spent the past winter vacationing at Palm Beach. The Malvern is a modern summer hotel of one hundred rooms and has twelve connected cottages. If any of you are planning to be in that area this summer, don't forget to call on Chet. We strongly suspect that 1914 might be the magic password for a room or a chance to sleep in the hay mow.
At Pattern's Restaurant on Court Street, Boston, the nucleus of the Boston delegation meets each Wednesday at twelve for lunch, with '13 and '15. Joining with them, last week, the writer enjoyed an hour with, Aborn, Hall, Kimball, and Leech. One reliable, Saltmarsh, was not present and we suspect that some Maine Lake could tell the secret.
Advertisement from The Dartmouth, April 16, 1947: "For Sale: Maternity Dress, never worn. Size 12, Black skirt, white eyelet top. $15.00- 18 Wigwam." SHADES OF ELEAZAR!
With this issue, we say good bye for three months, and hope that everyone of you will have a perfect summer. The July issue will contain class notes of only those classes which reune this year, and there will be no August or September issue.
If you are touring through Maine in August and are in the vicinity "Of Norway, don't forget that Ducky Drake and wife will expect you to look them up at Camp Wah Hoo Wah, Route 1, R. F. D.
NOTED NEBRASKAN: Allan A. Tukey '14, insurance and surety bond executive of Omaha, is active in Legion and Republican affairs there.
Secretary, 88 Sea Street, North Weymouth, Mass,
Treasurer, 26 Garden Street, Potsdam, N. Y,
