1941

After writing the Reunion notes, they gave me two months' rest. But now the fun begins with the regular deadlines coming up monthly. First deadline is tomorrow so this goes off now. I really don't know how I'll get through it, what with just having spent a rainy Labor Day Weekend and having seen the fat lead of the Beloved Bums diminish to six lengths—and to top it off, a plethora of letters from '41's everywhere. As a matter of fact since my first appeal for some mail from the class, only Lew Johnstone, Dick Spillane and Walt Winchester have come across. More about them later. But meanwhile if you think we're going to be stuck for something to say —you're wrong. You have no idea of the spy system we have worked out. As an ex-C.I.C. agent this appeals to me. Did you know that '41 has more than 200 subscribers which means a total of 1300 words monthly. If the number drops under 200 then the secretary has only to write 900 words. Do I hear any suggestions?

But speaking of our farm system for getting information. Did you ever read something in the Alumni Notes and say to yourself, "Now how the hell did he know that?" For example, I have had no mail from my old geology rock quiz partner Fred Lynch. Yet I can tell you that Fred, as far back as last May, was in the Army Air Force at San Antonio, Tex. I can tell you that he's a Colonel and that last spring he and his family took a trip to Hanover for a little vacation. The only thing that can foul us up is the fact that we write this stuff one month and they print it the next. So except for a few slips due to last-minute changes we can keep you pretty well informed.

I have finally discovered something good about being in the advertising business. One of our clients is the Kiplinger Organization in Washington, D. C. Among their publications is Changing Times. It came as a very pleasant surprise to find that Bob Harvey, my former roommate and editor-in-chief of The Dartmouth, is now an Associate Editor of Changing Times. Since he was with a client organization, it was easy to lift my telephone and say to the operator in a very business-like voice "The next time you have Kiplinger on the phone, I should like to talk to Mr. Robert Harvey." It worked. I spoke to Bob for the first time in several years and found out that besides working on the magazine he has an old colonial home out in Alexandria, Va., and that he and Barbara are busy raising a family. Now at the office it's Changing Times and at home it's "Changing Pants."

I know you'll read this in October but I want to say something about the Alumni Fund and our former class agent Lew Johnstone. Lew did a wonderful job for us in the Green Derby, keeping '41 up in there for ten years. Reports from Hanover during last summer indicated that 1951 was by far the greatest year in the history of the Fund ... over 15,000 contributors and over $575,000 .. .

a dollar total which surpassed anything previous by $155,000. In reaching this total, our part was 400 contributors and approximately $6,000 which placed us in the first division in the final standings of the Green Derby. Well, Lew's job is done and done well. But let's all promise our support to the new Class Agent (whoever he may be) and try to move just a little further up the ladder next year.

Had a nice letter from Walt Winchester who writes from Dunedin, Fla. Such enthusiasm for Florida! And yet he has come up with a wonderful suggestion (which I could easily follow were I but a retired millionaire):

"Now that 1941 has a new Secretary I'd like to suggest that perhaps during the coming four years, you attempt to visit each and everyone of the class (continental ones anyhow). Think of the free brews. Maybe even some lumpy mattresses. As a starter I suggest that you come to Florida. At this time of year (August) accommodations are easy to get—summer rates are on (that means a dollar per person per night—in some places a dollar a bed even). Meals are usually eaten three times a day. Broberg, Pace and myself at present represent the contingent. Where could you have a pleasanter summer? Swimming-fishing (catch one of those big ones you have always dreamed about—the one that doesn't get away). Golfing—now there's something right up your alley. (Secretary's remark: Huh? What? What'd he say?). For example, I'd suggest the PGA's own course right here in Dunedin. Sportiest course in Florida—laid out not by a Floridian but by a Scotchman who adopted Florida as his second home. Hunting—lots of it in the Everglades. Even dinosaurs have tracks around here, that have been made even within my memory—see recent issues of Satevepost, True and Sir magazines. (Secremark: Dinosaurs? Aw who wanted to go to Florida anyway!). I could go on with the many attractions offered here, but come down and see for yourself. You have read the ads about 'retire at 65' —man and wife pictured smiling? Well those are the ones who do retire, and live in Florida happily, without worrying about ten cent phone calls, ten cent subway fares, etc. etc."

(Secretary's remark: And no worrying about the Dodgers either) Thanks for the letter Walt. Someday I may be able to take you up on it. How about letters from other sections of the country? There must be another Chamber of Commerce member someplace.

Now here's a nice note from Doc Spillane. He's a physician up in Hartford, Conn., and here's what he says:

"We were very sorry not to be able to see all of you in Hanover for the Tenth but there were extenuating circumstances to borrow the old bromide. Richard Reeves was born on June 5 and mother and babe were not interested in making a personal appearance."

Dick enclosed a clipping from the HartfordCourant which gives us the lowdown on PhilHallam, the pride of North Fayerweather. Phil is an Air Force Lieutenant Colonel who has joined the faculty at Trinity College as professor of air science and head of the air ROTC program. It seems that Phil had 137 combat missions and 750 combat flying hours and most recently was on the faculty of the Air Force Air University. The news story mentions that Phil is married and has four children. This sounds like a challenge to Buzz andCatchie Willis's "Brood's Nest."

Incidentally, "The Brood's Nest" is the Willis home out at Brookville, Long Island— a beautiful spot and the scene of a welcome home party to Jupe Lewis recently. Jupe returned from Europe with a new bride and thus eliminates his name from the list of eligible '41 bachelors (which still includes StuMay). Others there to welcome Jupe included Hank Child, Bill Galbraith and the aforementioned Mr. May.

There is a group of '41's in the Metropolitan New York area which meets at the Dartmouth Club for luncheon on the first Monday of every month. This meeting makes for a swell hour and a half lunch even if we do end up eating on the Princeton side of the club. To indicate what kind of a get-together this can be I'll mention those present at the last meeting: Lee Trudeau, Fred Maloon, RedTaft, Hugh Murphy, Larry Barnett, DonBrown, Marston Gibbs, Steve Winship and Dave McKinney. We swap yarns about jobs, kids, wives, etc., and even reminisce occasionally. Trudeau talks about the A & P, Maloon has something to do with Boston Woven Hose and Rubber Co., Murphy is in the insurance business, Don Brown's a banker with Schroeder Banking Corp., Steve Winship is a newspaper man with the New York HeraldTribune. Yes, and Dan Provost dropped in at a recent meeting to tell us all to smoke Chesterfields. He's a public relations man with Cunningham & Walsh.

We expect this luncheon club to continue and cordially welcome any '41 's in the area to make it the first Monday of any month. You fellows from out of town who are in New York on that day, come on over for chow.

You see what happens? There's 1300 words and I haven't even gotten around to marriages and degrees. I'll compromise. Marriages now, degrees next month. Those who left the bachelor list during the summer include: LineMorton, Clayton Gray, Jim Costello, JackSchwer, Don Brown, Bob Dickson, Jack Bowe and Court Young.

If Frances Smith and Miggie Kenworthy are listening you're now both golf stars in a Tenth Reunion movie. Others starred include Barbara Larson, Stew Broberg, Nancy Fitchet. P.S. Wives are permitted to write to the Class Secretary. Now how about some fan mail? See you next month.

Secretary, 41 Hook Lane, Levittown, N. Y. Treasurer, 1140 Wightman St., Pittsburgh 17, Pa