1922

Although probably not too late to be included in the March issue, these notes will not meet the suggested dead line. They are getting a last minute treatment and the column may very likely turn out to be somewhat shorter than usual. It is all the result of a business trip that started out in a normal way but wound up in a nightmarish manner. The planned itinerary called tor a return in ample time to allow for this reporting task but complications set in. No sooner had I reached my destination in northern Louisiana than an unwelcome winter moved in. The foot of snow that blanketed that section all the time I was there was very pleasing if viewed esthetically but most displeasing if viewed economically. A fouled-up appointment schedule resulted in a prolonged stay but all still would have been well had all those switchmen not eaten oysters and then decided there is no R in January after, all. At that, I guess I was lucky to get home. So far as I have been able to learn, every train I rode in the long journey back was to be the last one out to its particular destination and such plane flights as were not grounded had been sold out long since.

I said above that my trip started out in a normal way and it did so far as weather and transportation conditions are concerned. Otherwise it stands out as a memorable one for I had the good fortune to ride from Boston to St. Louis with President Dickey, who was starting upon one of his" speaking tours with St. Louis as the first stop. At meal time and during the recess periods he allowed himself from his work on his speeches, I had the opportunity to visit intimately and informally with John Dickey. Not all of our conversation was about Dartmouth but it didn't miss it much. To say that it was a pleasant and stimulating experience for me is to make a real understatement. I have thought many times since how fortunate it would be if many more alumni could have a similar opportunity to visit with this man whose hand is guiding the progress of the College and in whose heart is a deep and abiding faith in her future despite the immediate critical conditions.

Not long ago, I had a visit from FrankHoran. It was all too short but none the less appreciated for I know he was on a flying trip that allowed little time except for the business errand. We got a great deal said in the minutes at our disposal and if Bob Almy is listening this is to say that all is forgiven if he'll only come back to reunion.

Odie Lee and I were in Hanover on the occasion of the Alumni Council meetings January 18-20. Just to indicate the treatment I get from the weather, it was thawing and raining much of the time. But, as you well know, it's nice to be in Hanover whatever the weather offering happens to be. Meetings of the full Council and of committees came thick and fast during the three days and left a pretty small margin for extra-curricular activities. We were lucky enough to be able to sit with Olie and Elspeth Olsen at the dinner Friday evening at the Inn. We had a chance to visit with Bob Booth's son Tom, who rooms with Bill Jr. We also met Stewie Stearns' son Stewie Jr. He and Bill Jr. were very prominent in the freshman tennis tournament last fall, on the strength of which they have challenged their fathers to a doubles match. I guess they fail to have proper regard for the advantages of experience. Incidentally, I wonder just how much of a load Stewie Sr. can carry.

From reading and hearing about it, I have learned that Paul Peters' son Seaver is a very important cog in a very good freshman hockey team.

It is hoped that there will be a 1922 fathers and sons get-together at Hanover some weekend in late winter or early spring. Olie and I did some preliminary planning at the dinner table that night and, if no complications develop, there will be further information shortly for 1922 fathers of sons presently in college.

Here is some further information on reunion. Walt Sands has put Andy Marshall in charge of class movies. Andy already has some film, as you know, but would like to hear from any others who have movies taken at the last or any previous reunions. Dick Willis has agreed to look after music. When you see the musicians he plans to reassemble from the classes of 1920, 1921 and 1922 and hear them play as the Barbary Coast orchestra used to play you will find nostalgia thick enough to cut.

Come to reunion!

(By the way, if you don't care for this month's travelogue, perhaps you'll send me some news for the next issue.)

THE STEVE KENYONS: They, too, are expected back for 1922's class reunion next June.

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