1916
In the last Balmacaan A.C. Newsletter we printed the names of widows of members of the Class whose addresses we do not have up to-date. We hope that correct addresses will drift in to us, so if you know of the whereabouts of any of the girls on that list, please let us have them. Our interest in our classmates who have passed on did not end with their passing, and we want their Survivors to feel that they still belong.
Roger Morse sent me a much-appreciated letter on my letter on the matter of student drinking at Dartmouth. In fact, I have had only one dissent from my point of view, and I hope to have a friendly discussion with the dissenter one of these days.
Our stock of photos of members of the Class or groups of them is exhausted. Until Reunion, when it is expected Alec Jardine will be all over the place with his camera, any contributions of photos will be appreciated.
At this writing it appears that there will be many reunions in football cheering sections this fall. For instance, Bill McKenzie wrote me from Akron that he plans the trek from the Provinces to the East to see the struggles with Colgate and Harvard. By the time you read this, the famous Class dinner the night before the Harvard game will have been served up, and I hope to be present that night and give you a blow-by-blow description myself, instead of depending upon several contributors who have sustained me up to now.
Bill McKenzie states that Tug Tyler was planning to go to Akron during the autumn, but had to change his plans. He still hopes to make his annual business trip to New England, and is looking forward to being at the Harvard game.
Dick Parkhurst wrote me he had just come back from Hanover after depositing son Stephen and a carload of goods and chattels. Says Dick:
"Said goods were duly unloaded by four freshmen, and I can see that one old tradition is duly observed and preserved. Saw John Stearns for a few minutes and spent the night with Andy McClary in Windsor. All is well with both. John reports an impending trip to Iraq during his second semester leave. About a week ago I had the pleasure of calling on and then lunching with EdKnight in Charleston, W. Va. on my way back from a trip to the Railroad Fair at Chicago, that Steve and I made. Ed was surprised to see a fellow sixteener pop around the corner of the office building. We had a mighty good, though short, visit, and I can report first that all is well with him and second that he is a highly respected and active member of his community, likewise the affable and genial Ed of old."
At this writing. I am hoping to see PhilNordell in Washington, as he was expecting to be down this way, but have had no word from him recently.
Honey Abraham's daughter Esther was due to enter, and by now undoubtedly has entered, Bennington College in Vermont. "Time marches on," says Honey, just to coin a phrase.
Some time back I published the advance reports of the Stamford, Conn. Exposition of Progress, which was chairmanned by Max(Himself) Spelke. A clipping from the HeraldTribune (N. Y.) gave a later advance notice of the Fair, which was to open September 10 with a clambake. Eight young Turkish dancers were to do a courtship dance, a rather exotic feature for a New England clambake, but with Max Spelke as Chairman, naturally anything could happen.
A picture in the Boston papers showed Alec Jardine, surrounded by top-drawer executives of Sears Roebuck, being acclaimed on the occasion of a dinner tendered him at the Hotel Lenox in Boston, at the time of his retirement after a brilliant career of 19 years. Alec was manager of the Boston store on the Fenway. Alec had a great record with Sears, and having put in some time with that outfit myself, I can testify that in 19 years a man not only does a prodigious amount of work, but loses most of his hair. Alec will have to find some activity to keep him from unwinding, and to keep his mind clicking, but he is taking a bit of a rest and in due time will let us know what type of activity besides golf he takes up to keep himself young.
Cap Carey took a week of relaxation in Hanover, and en route saw the above-mentioned clipping. He wrote Alec expressing the hope that he would get hangnails clipping coupons. He also added the news that Jay and Ted Gile were in New York for the wedding of Amos. He visited with SquireStearns and Jess Fenno. Cap was planning a trip to the Colgate game in Hanover.
John Dorland and Dorothy Cremer had a vacation in the Northern Peninsula of Michigan, where he lost his glasses on Lake Michigan while sailing a Catamaran, a type of sailboat with two or more pontoons, home-made by Dorland's son-in-law.
Jess Fenno can accommodate 12 people overnight at the Elm House, in Orford, and has facilities for serving meals for 50 to 75. Any organizations having meetings in Hanover, or any 1916 groups going up this fall or winter, would find it a convenient place to stay.
Hiram McLellan, driving to Vermont for the summer, stopped overnight with HugoGumbart in Cincinnati. Hugo entertained them royally, and when his cook did not show up in the morning, got up and cooked breakfast himself. "A tastier meal I've never eaten," said Hi. Also, he reports stopping on the way back at Albany to see Les and EthelCampbell. All of his former roommates are doing all right, he says, adding an invitation to me to inspect the production of oil by Humble in Texas sometime.
Jack English, writing in to vote for the retention of "Balmacaan A.C." on our Class Newsletter, informed me he had been home over the weekend (good news to all of Jack's friends), and indulged in a bit of philosophy, to the effect that only our old classmates see us as we were in College days, and for that reason he enjoys reading the Class news. Quoting Jack: "You know, our classmates still look at us as we were to them in College, when our future was unknown, the great adventure and mystery. The years have gone by and many dreams have been shattered. We are not as good as we thought we were, and when a classmate looks upon us and talks to us as if we were back in College, it is always good news." Young Jack was in Europe with his band this summer, Carolyn is on her way to Colby College. Jack Senior is getting on fine but is given so many "do's" and "don't's" by his doctors he has trouble remembering them all. He reports the Murphy Hospital as de luxe, with movies, shows, radio, library, bridge, a PX, etc.
Hank Blaney, commenting on what DanIindsley said about his youthful appearance, returns the compliment, saying: "He really hadn't changed in 18 years—no gray in the old red thatch, no wrinkles or lines, and no corporation, and the same old easy, friendly chap."
Anyway, all 16-ers seem to like each other, and it's about time.
Richard W. Ellis '51 1916 FATHERS AND SONS PHOTOGRAPHED AT THEIR BANQUET AT THE D.O.C. HOUSE IN HANOVER LAST SPRING
Secretary, 2721 Blaine Drive, Chevy Chase 15, Md.
Treasurer, 370 S. Westmoreland Ave.,
Los Angeles 5, Calif. Memorial Fund Chairman,
Hampton, N. H.
