1941
New York has seemingly welcomed spring with more outstretched arms than usual this year. Certainly part of this feeling is due to the fact that a very severe winter which featured "the snow", as we call it here, is now past history.
This welcome is well exemplified by my next-door neighbor who shares a seat with me on the local rattler which the Erie Railroad (with a straight face, too) tabs a commuter's express.
Jauntily leaving his house, this guy caught me at the corner appearing resplendent in bow tie, and straw hat with orange and black band no less. "Straw hat oh April 8?" I queried. "Heck yes, m'boy—better than a fur one which would only make me look like a Dartmouth man." This, mind you, from a staid lawyer turned kittenish Princeton college boy with the help of old sol. Not being immune to a warm sun myself—it sort of makes me lazy and forgetful, you know—l'd tied a piece of green string around my little finger that morning to remember something I knew I had to remember. Each year, for the past six, I'd promised myself I'd do it sooner than the year before, but I never did. However with an assist from "a Princeton" in a bow tie, straw hat and a crack about Dartmouth, I knew I wouldn't forget to SEND IN THAT ALUMNI FUND CHECK TODAY. Have you? "Princetons' " gladly furnished on request.
Draped around a martini a few weeks ago in the Dartmouth Club bar was one "Snuffy"Smith who had breezed down to the big city to attend a dinner. "Snuffy," who plays right hand man for the D.C.A.C., and who sleeps amid the moth balls in Alumni Gym (there's a housing shortage in Hanover, too, you know) was really a sight for sore eyes. Having picked up nary a grey hair he is still bemoaning the fact that nine out of ten people in Hanover think he is an undergraduate. And you guys who are thinking of going to any football games next fall won't be interested to learn this —so just skip along on down the column-but "Snuff" will be handling ticket applications. So, "Obie" O'Brien, none of those Friday night telephone calls to Hanover for a block of 40 tickets on the 50.
Reporting recent visitors to Hanover he had seen he mentioned Patricia and Pete Glenn,Lou Young, and I believe that O'Brien man.
Before going any further I want to further impress upon you how important it is to SEND IN THAT ALUMNI FUND CHECK TODAY. You see, Lew Johnstone is a very hard working guy, and you're used to receiving lots of notes and reminders from him. But this guy Johnstone has another job now—I think he is indirectly tied up in the diaper business which takes a lot of his spare time. Lew's second son, Stanley Eberle, was born on March 8. Congratulations, Carolyn and Lew, and if we find a safety pin in the next reminder to SEND IN THAT ALUMNI FUND CHECK TODAY we will understand.
There can't be too many bachelors left in this class of ours, for each month we check a few more off that list and add 'em to the happy benedicts. Latest to join are Howie Wilson,Bill Morrow, John Hands, and Mort McGin-ley.
Howie was married March 13 to Miss Anne Wetmore of New York City. I don't know where they are living now, though the ceremony was performed in New York City.
Bill Morrow married a Syracuse girl, Miss Jewel Riley on March 15. Bill is employed by the Minneapolis Honeywell Regulator Cos.
Mr. and Mrs. John Hands (as of March 19 in Rutherford, New Jersey—she was the former Virginia Rutter) are now living in Utica, New York, where John is working for the Walter Kidde Construction company.
Mort McGinley and Sally Duffield were married on April 17, in Grosse Point, Michigan, in the Grosse Point Memorial Church. I know at least two of the ushers were TomOakes and Stu May. I'll have a fuller report on that one after checking with Stu.
"Gordie" Ide is a senior chemist in the central research division of the Minnesota Mining and Manufacturing company, and has recently been transferred to the New Products Division of the firm as a project engineer. The company's new division is midway between research and sales and has control of newly developed products not yet fully classified as to markets and sales groups.
The recent Dartmouth Glee Club Concert on Long Island was attended by some note-worthy class members, namely Stu May, BuzzWillis, Dick Potter, and George Sexton.
Burt Hedin recently left Axe and Co. in Tarrytown, N. Y., and is now with a bank in Worcester. Take note, Boston boys—a new recruit for your gang up there.
I see George Canfield walking along the sidewalk, and George Seel is out there ironing out a few kinks in his back and a few divots in the lawn, so I guess I'll check with them to make sure they are going to SEND IN THAT ALUMNI CHECK TODAY. Have you? Now don't forget. See you again in June.
Secretary, 160 Gordonhurst Ave., Bldg. A-31 Upper Montclair, N. J. Treasurer, 447 A Washington Ave., Brooklyn 5, N. Y. Class Agent, 3249 Avery Lane, Cincinnati 8, Ohio
