1916
First of all, I had better clear up some errors, which inevitably creep into publications of the Class of 1916, just as they do into the New York Times and the MonthlyBulletin of the National Association of ClamDiggers. "Stew" Paul is not going to be the head of American University's School of Business Administration, as the Wash. Times-Herald said. On the authority of John Ames and the American National Red Cross, he is going to be consultant and special advisor to that organization. As you may know, whenever there is a big fire, earthquake or other calamity, the Red Cross, with the help of John Dorland Cremer Jr., my old roommate and the only man ever to bend a piano to get it up a Middle Fayer stairway, rushes blankets, medicine, and supplies of all kinds, to the people who are in trouble. This calls for a supply organization closely akin to that of an Army. That is where "Stew'' comes in. as he established the supply system for the Army Ground Forces during the period following the Pearl Harbor attack, and is considered generally a genius at organization. Also, to quote Basil O'Connor, President of the Red Cross, he is a "trustee of American University, a member of the American Management Association, the Society for the Advancement of Management, the Society for Personnel Administration, and of American Men of Science," a member of Sigma Nu, the Masonic order and the Columbia Country Club located in the Wilson neighborhood.
"Stew" and Mrs. Paul are now in Florida, resting up before undertaking the strenuous duties of his "retirement."
Dartmouth organizations added one more today (date of this writing) when the Pentagon Dartmouth Alumni Association was organized in the cafeteria of the Pentagon Building. Col. John Ames was unanimously elected president by acclaim, Henry AnsonBates was elected vice president in charge of this and that, and your secretary forms the solid, intelligent, civic-minded voting membership.
A letter from Fletch Andrews tells me that Reg Gough was in Cleveland and had dinner with the Andrews, which was followed by an evening of snappy conversation. CarlHolmes and Fletch had luncheon together also, and as Fletch would have said had he thought of it, these occasional meetings and eatings afford pleasant and welcome interludes in the days of hard labor in the salt mines. I have gradually pried out of Fletch that he was elected President of the League of Ohio Law Schools, and gave a talk before local Dartmouth alumni applicants for admission and their fathers, on the "Dartmouth College Case," a subject which might be dull in other hands, but which undoubtedly was a gem when Fletcherized by Dean Andrews-
Did I tell you that Shorty Hitchcock has a new phone number and if you want him to acquiesce in your plea for more insurance you will have to dial Dunkirk 8-7171 in Los Angeles?
Rog Evans, Ros Magill and Cliff and PegBean were at the Hanover Inn in January. by the way, not having the address at Jack Welch, sent him a postcard via the secretary, showing a sign-post on Guam, with distances given to Manila, Pago Pago, New York, and among other places, Lynn, Mass., 3233 miles.
Missing Men
If you know where these men are, don't notify John Edgar Hoover, Mr. Keene or your local policeman, just tell me. We want these long-lost classmates to become more tangible: James M. Burke, last known address, 103 Court St., White Plains, N. Y. Capt.Oliver P. Corwin, Roscoe B. Goodwin, RobertB. Gray, Burton F. Haas, James R. McLaughlin, Lawrence C. May, Rudolph Mertin Jr.,Charles A. Richardson, Leo E. Riley, and Ralph L. Fletcher, last known address 652 Bloomfield Court, Birmingham, Mich. That is a lot of guys to misplace. Who had them last?
Honey Abraham, by the time you read this, will have had his mid-winter vacation. Honey, about this time of year, feels the wind off Lake Champlain too keenly around the back of his neck, and talks himself into a sojourn in the land of palms, sunshine and pineapple oranges, to wit, Florida. Maybe this time I shall lamp his smiling map and report to you.
In desperation for some inspired words to present in this space, I sent out a distress call to some of the vice presidents and general managers in charge of 1916 households, and got a loyal response. Leave us begin with Lucille Cutler, the same one who got lost in the Pentagon Building. Lou says:
"I am having a very brief stay in dear old Hanover. Sam is on a week's duck shooting trip to the Cape (No, no, Warden, this was as of Jan. 7) so I drove up with Dick and Bets, spent two days at Colby Junior College with Bets, then came up here yesterday. Went to the Glee Club rehearsal with Dick, feeling very grand decorated with two carnations from The Inn, one for being the wife of a Dartmouth man and one for being the mother of one. A nice gesture. It has been snowing a little but is letting up. They are praying for snow up here for the skiers for there has been so little. No 16ers here at this time alas!"
Lucille Dene en (Mrs. Livy) Cole, answering my appeal, says: "Your kind invitation leaves you no alternative but to grin and tear it up before reading. We heard from 'Glad' Pelletier that their Junior is at Illinois University. "We have not seen GeorgeKreider since he returned to Springfield from Fort Sheridan, where he was Post Adjutant. They have a boy and a girl, I believe Because of our second son's graduation from High School we did not get to Florida right after Thanksgiving as usual, but are leaving in February to remain until April. We are taking the sweet boy graduate over to Havana to see our honeymoon spot. Wish we could do it in Bombers. Hugh Jr., is in this new Naval Reserve. Could he hitch a ride to Coral Gables from Carleton College, Northfield, Minn, free for his spring Vacation? See what the Admiral says. Have just read Esther Forbes' 'Running of the Tide' and envy Joe Newmark his residence in old Salem Harbor. A year from next fall we will have three at Carleton College. The following year our fourth enters college. Not long after that the last of the line enters college as we enter the poorhouse. My silent partner says 'tell him hello.' My very best regards to the wife of the class secretary who could doubtless use his company in the time he spends for fll of us." To that last Betty says if I weren't writing this I'd be out quartering somewhere. The program Lucille enclosed, of the Morgan Park High School Commencement shows "Address of Welcome", by John Cole, Senior Class President. Atta- boy, John!
Ruth McKenzie speaking: "The proverbial golf has nothing on the wife of a Dartmouth Class Agent. From January until June, a card table cluttered with files, records, cards, stationery and such crowds the living room Saturdays and Sundays. During the week, the impedimenta are stacked and on (because it overflows) a tattered carton in full view under the secretary. Despite my arguments, it cannot be concealed in the attic during the Over the weekend Bill practically goes into fetirement. Invitations are refused and entertaining reduced to a minimum. Since he talks in his sleep composing convincing letters, 1 hope the 16ers will signify their intentions after his first letter thereby making life easier for me. (P.S. Jean was found but has been lost and found innumerable times. Referring to my worry over Jean disappearing from our family group during the class officers' meeting at Hanover last May.)
Kay English writes: "On Christmas Day Warren and Marge Upham were with us. Our boys were not. Young Jack's band was playing at the Lake Placid Club, and our Bob was having a vein ligation out in Idaho. It occurred to Warren, thoughtful friend that he is, that the boys would like some little taste of home atmosphere. He brought his home recording machine and we had a wonderful time cutting records. After we had finished with the boys' records, Warren suggested making one for you; we meant to surprise you with our all-girl barbershop quartet. However, it never got sent to you because big Jack borrowed it to play for his Colonel, in the hope that we would be invited down to sing for his graduation next month. I'm writing him now, asking that he get the record off to you in a hurry; I know you'll get a kick out of Jack producing, in his own home, a barbershop quartet. My girls and I appeared for the Melrose Dartmouth Club in December, and gave them several medleys. It was a lot of fun but we missed Jack. He was home for just two days at Christmas. He is our source of inspiration. Every night after dinner he made us sing. No matter how tired we were we usually snapped out of it once we were started. Home isn't the same without him. He is having a three-month training period at Ft. Monmouth after which he expects to report at Ft. Knox. When the Army kicks him out for being over age we will be on the spot to welcome him back to Home, Sweet, Home."
Mary Fuller wrote to thank the class for cards sent to Don at Christmas: "He enjoyed the Christmas cards thoroughly. Some had personal messages, some pictures of brides and grooms, grandchildren and some of 16ers themselves. The children called it Dad's fan mail, and I couldn't believe that 1916 had so many members. What a wonderful class it is." Thank you, girls.
CONSULTANT FOR AMERICAN RED CROSS is the new title of Lieut. Gen. Wiliard S. Paul 16, USA retired.
Secretary, 2721 Blaine Drive, Chevy Chase 15, Md.
Treasurer, 370 S. Westmoreland Ave., Los Angeles 5, Calif.
Class Agent, 97 Mayfield Ave., Akron 3, Ohio
