1923

Back in February, when the College dispatched the road company of Hanover Holiday to Chicago, and John Dickey came along to make a good talk to the folks out this way, we gathered up a select group of '23s to take it all in. Major Bird came on from Adrian, Mich., where he practices law. Warry Cook was there, having passed up a tdte-a-t£te with a visiting New York colleague in order to be on deck. Batchelor Bill Juergens was on hand. Bud Freeman and Connie, Joe Pick and Ida, and your correspondent and Bunny rounded out the assemblage. Karl Williams took in the preliminaries but had to leave before the windup.

Before this screed gets to you, you will have heard via the Peerless SKIDDOO about the Fifth Annual '23 Father and Son Dinner, which was run off March 16 in Hanover, under the practiced leadership of '23 Treasurer Colin Stewart. We have encouraged '23ers without kith or kin in college to attend, and they like it, notwithstanding the generous ribbing sometimes dished out by the kids, re: bald spots, paunches and other visible signs of the negative metabolism that frequently shows up in our declining years. Some of the men, with no boys in College of their own, take it upon themselves to squire the sons or other relatives of classmates. And everyone has fun.

Another deal for dads is the Freshman Fathers Weekend, up in Hanover. The second annual such affair was held February 16-18. It was grand of Bus Dodge to write us about it, as follows: "Six '23 'Little Green' papas, Fred Clark, Bus Dodge, Bill Gates, Ed Lyle, LewPutnam and Horace Taylor, were among the 250 arrivals to see the melting ice statues left over from Carnival, and get a taste of Hanover weather in February, which ranged from bright sunshine to heavy wet snow. We slept in dorms, ate in Commons, went to classes (unprepared just like we used to!!), and had a wonderful time. This time the profs were kind enough not to call on us. The high-spot of the weekend was a fine after-dinner talk by President Dickey, touching on some of the things that always make good listening for Dartmouth men, young and old."

We had a clipping a while back (Daggone, where is the dad-blamed thing, anyway?) which told us how Charley Zimmerman was guest speaker at the annual dinner of the University of Pennsylvania annual alumni fund campaign. It would appear that when our Philly brethren want to know how it's done, they call in the right man! Cap Palmer sent us this the other day:

I may drop in on you before long. I'm on layoff from Metro for my annual three months on business films, closest thing I've got to a hobby, and by coincidence most of my assignments center in Chicago How to Catch a Cold, Disney for Kleenex United 6534 for the airline of the same name, Dayin Court, for International Harvester, and an untitled film for U. S. Gypsum. It's against my principles to pay my own money for transportation, but on films like this I can always louse up something which makes necessary a few words with our sponsor. . . . Hadacol smashed into town with the biggest radio show ever seen in these parts. Ran for hours, loaded with stars. Tom McKnight directed. . . . Have you yet seen the new College film, MyFirst Week at Dartmouth? It's really a lulu, Metz far and away the best college film yet made, and wonderful entertainment for anybody's evening. Might make a focus for an occasional '23 dinner. (Not an adv., I didn't do anything on it beyond a little kibitzing.) . . . Hello to all the boys, Cap."

In case you didn't know it, Cap's daughter spent last year in Europe attending school in Geneva with some Smith College girls. She visited England, Scotland, Norway, Sweden, Denmark, France, Spain, Portugal, Italy, Egypt, Greece, etc. Now she's back at Stanford.

More about daughters. This one's about the pride and joy of the Henry Moores, who recently got herself engaged to a fellow named Robert Parker Resch II. Margery went to Colby and is now a student at The School of the Museum of Fine Arts, Boston. Papa continues to do a superlative job of fishing, skiing and hunting, and writing about these wonderful occupations in the Boston Herald, and talking about them weekly on Boston's WHDH.

Kudos for Cannon for the following good letter re: the Cleveland Indians: "Dear Metz: Just a line to let you know that the Cleveland '23 contingent turned out in grand style for the annual banquet of the Dartmouth Club of Cleveland, January 31, University Club. Eddie Chamberlain, new executive officer of the College, was the principal speaker. The '23s on hand were Ray Barker, Heinie Bourne,Hal Malmquist, Chuck Colder, Charlie Bishop,Robbie Robinson, Erwin Schultz (with son Howard), and myself. Jock Osborne, Tex Forbush, Ed Stocker and Al Merritt just couldn't work things out to be-there. I think '23 had the largest group there, at that... kindest regards, Vic."

It is with a feeling of sadness that we tell you about the death, on January 2, of HensonEstes. There is an obituary in the In Memoriam section of this issue.

Sherm Baldwin continues at 8 Fenimore Rd., Worcester, Mass. He and Ellie are mighty proud of young Sherm, Dartmouth '52 and Sally, Middlebury '52. Right after graduation Sherm worked for Swift and Cos. in Chicago and in Boston, and for the past 19 years he has been tied in with The Bell Company, Worcester, textile manufacturers. He's production manager. (For 32 years he has been one of the most energetic and loyal Dartmouth and '23 people you'll ever chance to run across. When asked what his special interests are, he always answers: "Dartmouth!")

Phil De Berard is a Floridian, of DeLand, Fla. Back in 1922 he married Ella Teague, who went to Northwestern University. The family roster also includes Phil Jr., Jeanne and Anne. Phil tells us that he is retired, which permits him to indulge in golf at least three times per week, and that he gets in a slug of fishing and boating, to boot.

Art Everit has been stationed in Detroit for a long spell. He's been with the Osborn Mfg. Cos. for 23 years, and is district manager of that outfit, occupied with manufacturing and sales. No wife, no children. Gets in lots of hunting and fishing at his own camp, upstate in Mich- igan. (We have a photograph of Sam Home grinning over a big one he caught there, which we're going to print in this column one day.) Art, Walk Leach and Art Little used to live together in our junior year. Asked for his views re: the Great Issues course, Art opined: "should relieve the abysmal ignorance of most youngsters concerning what happens outside of a 50-mile radius from where they are." Asked for a story about his Hanover days, Art supplied a couple of dillies, which we are going to run in these pages, for sure, one of these days.

Fred Flickinger, when last heard from, lived in Maumee, Ohio. He married Jane Draper, a LaSalle Seminary girl, in 1946. For the past ten years Flick has labored with and for the Greater Toledo Community Chest, and he is secretary of the employees division. On the side he gives a lot of time to the Boy Scouts, to photography and to nature study. Only two years at Dartmouth, Flick roomed with Catlin freshman year and Al Marshall when he was a sophomore. He went on to Wisconsin, where he graduated.

The guy whose countenance and torso appears with this column, Lew Putnam happens to be the sole classmate who is a railroad prexy. On two counts, incidentally. One is the Barre and Chelsea R.R. and the other is the St. Johnsbury and (I can't spell the rest of it) R.R. A true Yankee, when asked what he did in connection with railroading chores, he replied in laconic fashion: "what seems necessary." Put married "Deed" Milner, who went to Mt. Holyoke, back in 1927, and they have three male offspring, Earle, Nelson and Fred, and these three keep him active in Dartmouth affairs, including our '23 Dads dinners, where he has become almost a regular. Recalling his undergraduate days, Put says those four years were the only time he's ever had, before or since, to relax. (How this explanation jibes with the workout pictured above, with spoon and ice cream cone, we are at a loss to tell you.)

Reminder Number One

If you like the idea, and intend to have a hand in the affair, and haven't done anything about it yet, send in a contribution to Colin Stewart, 5 Tyler Rd., Hanover, N. H., for the Class Memorial Book Fund, in memory of the 74 TWENTY-THREES who have passed away. And if you do this, please have in mind that the last thing anyone wants you to do is to cut off as much as one penny from the help you will give the Alumni Fund, by reason of such action.

Reminder Number Two

Last year our Class got back into the kind of status, so far as the Alumni Fund is concerned, where we are most at home, and where we belong. By that we mean that the Class jumped from a performance which was pretty much in the also-ran classification, to a performance right up close to the top. We will do it again, and top last year's fine job, if all ofus will help, according to our means.

Reminder Number Three

Now is a good time to start laying your plans to take in '23s 1951 Summer Reunion. Every year a growing number of men and wives and children get together in Hanover or environs and have a swell time together. If you've done it before, you know what we mean. If you haven't, this year might be a good time to start. Details will be forthcoming—dates, cost estimates, etc. etc., in this column and the peerless SKIDDOO. In the meantime, sort of make a tentative check mark on your calendar for some time in August, won't you?

1923'S RAILROAD PREXY, Lew Putnam, ladling out goodies for the small fry of Barre, Vermont.

RELIVING HIS CAPTAINCY of the Dartmouth ski team, Wes Blake '24, who led the Big Green skiers in 1923-24, is shown at Winter Carnival with son Wes Jr. '5l, co-captain and cross-country star of this year's team.

Secretary,1425 Astor St., Chicago 10, 111. Treasurer, 5 Tyler Rd., Hanover, N. H. Class Agent, . 29 E. Main St., Amsterdam, N. Y.