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30TH REUNION. The dates are June 22-23-24, 1951—less than eight months away. The Reunion Committee is at work (FrankMoulton, chairman, with Bill Carter and Sammy Sampson, reunion dependables, as his assistants). Details will keep coming to you in every imaginable way that a resourceful committee can devise. But now is the time to get out your calendar, consult your schedules, set your personal planning wheels in motion for a party you can't afford to miss.

First steps were taken at the Al Foley Norwich Estate on September 30, after the Holy Cross game had charged the batteries of a considerable group of attending Twenties. The Reunion Committee turned out in force. So did the Bing Whitakers, the Norm Richardsons, the George Macombers, Tom Davidson and son, Al Frey, Dick Pearson and the Dutch Schlobohms cf Hampton, Va. Those folks, the Schlobohms, got in their car that Thursday night and drove on up; first time Dutch has been to Hanover in 33 years, but what he saw he still liked—and so did his good wife. Their daughter Philippa (Mrs. Robert Ratzer) has a two-year-old daughter, Robin, and that adds another name to the lengthening '2O roster of grandpas. Dutch, who has put on a pound or two here and there, runs his own firm in the heavy construction business and will build most any thing for you in the way of an industrial plant.

Before we leave the grandpappy subject, let's make note of two more in the NormRichardson family. Son Carl has a year-old sister for the first Richardson granddaughter, now two-and-a-half, while son Fred's firstborn is Fred Jr., aged three months.

SALUTE! Taking a bow this month is Charlie McGoughran, new vice-president of Sinclair Refining Cos., whose affairs he has sales-managed and spark-plugged generally for some time past. In recent touch with Zack Jordan of the Denver Post advertising staff, Charlie reports Zack Jr. eligible for varsity football at the University of Colorado and more likely than not to turn up with something spectacular before the season is over. Our own Zack is another grandfather, thanks to daughter Joan, who is Mrs. Robert Tucker, wife of a member of the Stanford University faculty.

NUPTIALS. The march to the altar begins to take on the proportions of a parade. NewtNash's daughter Elizabeth was the June 24 bride of Leander G. Yea ton Jr. Her husband is employed by the Bingham Manufacturing Cos. of Lawrence, Mass., and the newlyweds have found themselves a grand place to live in nearby Andover Tinker Lombard gave his daughter Nancy in marriage September 9, when she became Mrs. Thomas Hodgson in a church ceremony in the home town of Summit, N. J. The young couple headed south on a wedding trip, which was scheduled to end with their joint resumption of studies at Duke University Doug Carter, son of Bill and Laura, found his bride, Mary Jane Shannon, in St. Paul Park, Minnesota. They were married late in the summer and have taken up residence in Baltimore, where Doug is pursuing his graduate studies at Johns Hopkins.

Jean, daughter of Governor Sherm Adams, married William Martin Hallager in St. Andrews Church, Hopkinton, N. H., on a beautiful September Saturday, the 30th. A reception followed on the shores of Lake Winnepocket, high up in the hill town of Webster, where the Governor and his family have been living since the roads could be plowed open last spring. It's a lovely spot.

PRIMARIES. Governor Adams' political fences were in good shape by the time of his daughter's wedding. During the summer the class files were swelled by no less than an even dozen new newspaper likenesses of himcomplimenting a beauteous Miss New Hampshire, feeding his face in a lumber camp, cutting the ribbon to open the state's new toll road, awarding prizes of all kinds and otherwise earning the popularity that he so richly deserves. As a quite normal outcome, when the primary contest rolled around in early September, Sherm was a shoo-in winner of the Republican nomination for a second term, trimming his lone opponent by 57,000 to 17,000. This, said the Concord Monitor, "was a wider margin than most observers had anticipated, even though everyone had conceded victory to Adams." As a footnote, worth printing in something larger than footnote type, it should be added that the New Hampshire Taxpayers' Federation proudly presented its annual Good Citizenship Award to Sherm last May "for his untiring efforts to promote integrity and decency and efficiency in state government."

Hib Richter likewise did exceptionally well in the Republican primary down in Massachusetts, skunking most of the six contestants from Brookline who were seeking to run for the Legislature. Hib ran second of the lot with 3769 votes and seems assured of a fourth term.

Remember the comic strip Polly and HerPals? Ours is called "Paul and His Pants," another kind of strip and not so comic a one which made the N. H. papers during the summer. In the dead of night, when Paul was quite properly napping on his country estate, Huntley Acres (which, incidentally, boasts the tallest flagpole on Lake Waukewan), a miscreant—thought to be a juvenile delinquent from the nearby industrial schoolbust into the place and made off with assorted foodstuffs, plus Paul's trousers containing $25 in cash. All he got back, some days later, was the pants. Balancing the good with the bad, however, Paul stuck to his knitting and ended the summer by qualifying for the 1950 Leaders Club of his company, National Life. That won him four lovely September days at White Sulphur, all ex penses paid. Aboard the train out of Boston, Paul spotted a familiar face from the distant past and quickly identified his fellow-passenger as Hank Dearborn, no less. Hank lives in Barrington, R. 1., is with the Sylvania Division of American Viscose Corporation, has recently bought a place at Boothbay Harbor, Me., where he spends as much time in the summer as his conscience and circumstances permit.

Fred Hamm made his early summer trip east on schedule and acted as witness at daughter Shirley's graduation from Bennett Junior College. Sometime later he set about the business of repairs on a wobbly knee and picked out the Mayo Clinic to act as carpenter. (Dr. Nels Barker '2l did some of the honors for the Clinic and justified all of Fred's faith in the establishment.) Art Gooding's Rochester hostelry was a natural for bed and board while all this was going on. "While we were there," according to Fred, "Art won several blue ribbons at a flower show with his roses. Daughter Cynthia, from New York, was visiting the folks with her baby. A younger daughter, Eugenie, attends school outside Boston. Their son, a Yale graduate, is a civilian employee of the Army in Europe. It was a competitive job and he made it—one out of 200." Good in any league, say Fred and we!

Here's the dope on Ray Bellows, whose handsome old Chester, Conn., home said welcome to the class secretary, stopping by for a vacation hello. Ray himself supplies gift shops and stores of New England, New York and Pennsylvania with fancy assorted items ranging from coasters to fancy stationery imported from England. But the best of all his merchandise are the figurines, carol singers and skiers, devised by Mrs. Bellows and uniquely a family product. If you run across anything of that kind, when you're hunting decorations for vour Christmas mantel, look on the bottom and see if the red bellows imprint identifies it with your classmate. Ray Jr., living in nearby Deep River, promoted Ray Sr. to the Grandfathers' Club a year or more ago, when the first grandson arrived.

Sherry Baketel expects to be known hereafter as "Mike Lerner Baketel," the same indicating piscatorial aptitude. Ask him how come and he'll tell you about the 50-pound, seventoot white marlin he caught off Atlantic City during the summer. Sherry contributes two other most interesting items. Margot LeRoutillier, charming daughter of Boots and Jean, was introduced to society at their home place, "Havelet," in Wayne, Pa., on June 15.

Tom Ainsworth, a Philly visitor in June, recently "passed his Boards. After having been in the Army for years (this is Sherry talking) he is under the supervision of the Navy down there in Fort Worth. He is a three-striper, carrying a large mess of scrambled eggs on his thinning pate."

Secretary, Blind Brook Lodge, Rye 17, N. Y. Treasurer, 1 Windmill Lane, Arlington 74, Mass. Memorial Fund Chairman, 438 East Elm Ave., Monroe, Mich.