1940

We are somewhat more Alumni Fund conscious than in some years, having volunteered (you know, I'll be glad to help, just say the word). Anyway, a few of you will be hearing from us directly in connection with a small chip for the College. This is a suggestion that it would be helpful to get yours in early. The level of our correspondence can then be raised by eliminating all reference to lucre, along the lines of grateful thanks and "it's good to hear from you, Bud."

New York and Boston, aware, apparently, of the approach of spring, have arranged a couple of parties, which will be on the books before this gets to print. The New York shindig involved co-ed cocktails and dinner at the Dartmouth Club, March 20. The Boston affair took advantage of the facilities of Red Herman's Eliot Lounge for cocktails and steak, on March 30.

Our Boston reporter (he changes every month) says that the Boston Association dinner, on February 4, corralled Lloyd Blanchard,Red Herman, Jack Fitzgerald, Bob Graham (returning to the fold—he's a science reporter for The Boston Herald), John McDonald,Gordie Wentworth, Howie Stockwell, StetWhitcher, Jack O'Brien, Don Rainie, and Hugh Schwarz. Jack Little was noted at the head table, from where he sang his own song of growing fame, The Dartmouth Side ofHeaven. We have been urged to publish it as a public service in this space, which we'll be happy as hell to do as soon as our copy arrives. In the annual elections and appointments of the Boston group, Wentworth appeared as class representative on the Executive and Stockwell as assistant secretary on public relations and advertising.

1940 seems to be too far away to take proper advantage of the best skiing in the east on our northern Vermont Mount Mansfield. We've run across but three this year. Last week, reading the names of the weekly race participants, we found Wild Will Bumsted listed. Bill proved that it's never too late to start by finishing the course in commendable time in spite of one "eggbeater" in connection with a large bump he didn't see on the way down. Or. AI Humphries and Ed Schechter have also partaken of at least one weekend of top skiing there. We've expected Bill Halsey most any time, but his competitive schedule in crosscountry and jumping, starting with the Franconia special in December and continuing through the easterns a couple of weeks ago at Laconia, have evidently kept him completely occupied.

AI Gutman rejoins the correspondents this month with:

"I am in the family rayon textile business which keeps me commuting four days weekly to New York from Philly. I see Ben Bryon, Bob Bunker and Norm Lazare. who are classmates in our racket. Also bump into Dan Recianus periodically—he's with DuPont in the nylon division, though he last told me he plans to go to medical school. I admire his courage and doubt that many of us -would go through all that schooling at this stage. I ushered at Howie Zagat's wedding in November where there was a sprinkling of green from various classes. I wish we could all get together more often, but I suppose we're all working too hard to keep ahead of the combination of inflation and deflation we're supposed to be going through.

A nice old letter showed up from limbo this month, clearing up, we think, a slight mystery. Elmer Browne, as we have reported, lives in Hamden, Conn., an accomplishment for New England which we'd like to explore further. But, so far as we know, he was living on good looks or the family heirlooms. The discovery of note is that Brownie is really earning it as assistant to the secretary of Spencer, Inc.—"individually designed supports for the abdomen, back and breasts."

We'll all be smoking Philip Morris, for, since February 13, old Jack Rourke has been wooing the world for PM's on the Dinah Shore show every Friday. Continuing with our Hollywood producer: If any of you, late Saturday night, have been lulled, inspired or otherwise affected by the Masked Spooner it is our understanding that you may take appropriate action by communicating with Jack, who, it says here, is practically solely respond Me. He is also literateur of the month with an article in Movieland Magazine writing up Louis Jourdan, a new, young, French actor.

And that's it for a month, except for TomBraden's change of jobs from the serenity of a Hanover existence to accept a new assignment as secretary of the Museum of Modern Art, New York, and the arrival in New York February 1 of Ann Weinberg, joining Jimmy, 31/2, in the family of Jay and Marian.

Secretary, 16 Elm St., Montpelier, Vt. Treasurer, 42 Congress St., St. Albans, Vt. Class Agent, 285 Madison Ave., New York 17, N. Y.