1940

It finally happened! I came home from work to find three fine letters from you out there. Next day came some more, and so on, until I've quite a good handful. Some have been passed on to Dick Bowman for his very good newsletter, but a few I held back for this piece.

A good note from Ted Ellsworth, the lowa sportsman, who brightened the day with the message that this column can be worth more than the paper it's written on:

"Saw Bud Raymond in Chicago. He bought my lunch. He was surprised to hear from me, as he understood I had lost my life in that war we had a few years back. I located him due to your column. Thanks for the $3.50 lunch. Was over for the Jake-Ray middleweight scrap, even going to the weigh-in. So I'm still plenty corny from Dubuque!"

Ted and Barbara have produced four daughters in four years, after six earlier years of married bliss without offspring. TomBraden is godfather of one, and Bill Bumsted the same for another. Ted has astounded himself by swapping sports writing for insurance and finding himself completely happy at the latter: "More money in it than in sports writing— at least my sports writing." Says his best contribution to Dartmouth has not been monetary but took the form of Roberts, the Green fullback of recent seasons, who will now play for the Chicago Bears as the first on that club from Hanover since Bob MacLeod. He hopes to spring more talent from Dubuque for the Big Green squad in future years, if their grades will stack up too.

Nat Sample popped out of the blue with a note from Madison, Wis., where he has been the sole '40 resident for the last four years since getting his B.S. degree at Cornell. While wife Ginny holds down the three "schmoon," Pete, Greg and Debby, Nat designs sundry and assorted edifices for a local firm of architects during working hours and a few houses for beer money during spare time. Hopes to hang out his own shingle in the near future.

As current president of the Rochester Alumni, Chet Berry recently discovered that "Pudge" Neidlinger hasn't always been the dominant dean of the College:

"We just had our annual dinner, with Dean Neidlinger as guest speaker. He spent the day with me, and I was interested to learn of some of his activities before he became Dean. He was once manager of an industrial plant which made special metal containers, and later he worked as an architect. In view of his industrial experience, he was particularly interested in some of the manufacturing operations here at Eastman Kodak which we observed.

"Some of the '40's in town put in an appearance once in a while. Jack (M.) McDonald, our only bachelor, spends his time filling the yellow pages of many N.Y. State telephone books with advertising. Ray Hotaling, doing sales work for SoconyVacuum, is about to move to Buffalo. Dan Rectanus is attending medical school at University of Rochester. Fran Imo is with the Todd Cos., which manufactures business machines. Andy Halbleib is with Victor Insulator, an outfit which makes small electrical components.

"My family has stopped growing in numbers, having hit the quota with two girls, one boy. We outgrew our former house and have just moved into one which we saw all the way from the blueprints— an educational experience but not always fun. Eastman Kodak still cracks the whip while I do fundamental research in the theory of atomic processes, particularly relating to the photographic process."

In June of last year, while we were reuniting in Hanover, Joe O'Hare was plying his export trade in Formosa and periodically getting down to Hong Kong. At that time, writing from Hong Kong, he predicted that Formosa would be invaded shortly. Wrong place, but the right timing. Now we hear from Joe by way of stationery from a hotel at Waikiki Beach, Honolulu, but addressed from the new O'Hare operating base at 723 Sonia Way, Mt. View, Calif. Joe has just joined Seaboard, and Western Airlines, piloting on the Pacific airlift. He writes:

"I left the Orient the end of August last year and came home via Europe with wife and three daughters. We brought our car and toured France, Italy, Spain, Switzerland and the U. K. Then took a boat to Boston—a very pleasant trip throughout and that once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Have seen very few of the boys, except to spend an evening with Bill Hayes and wife Jan in Glens Falls, N. Y., where Bill works for Shulton Products. I hope to look up the fellows in this area when I'm settledmy complete household furniture has just arrived from Hong Kong."

Herb Porter (no kin to the Fred Porter who has been exhorting you to give until it hurts for the Alumni Fund) sends a fine letter (35 centimos worth!) from Costa Rica, where he is working for the South American affiliate of Otis McAllister, import-export firm:

"For seven years have been working for the above outfit, one of the three largest coffee importers in the States and important exporters to Latin America. I have been stationed in Central America, traveling in these countries on sales promotion work our subsidiaries. May be down another year. Married five years, one boy of three. Our home at present is Guatemala, land of Mayan Indians, volcanoes and the usual claim of the best coffee in the world. Saw Bob Kinsman and HarryKoch in California a few months before I left, but have lost recent whereabouts of third roommate, Danny Toan. If you should see him, have him write me: Agencias Otis McAllister, S.A., Apartado 2264, San Jose, Costa Rica."

Final item in this review of letters comesfrom Don McMahon, of Denver, Colo., whosenote is all the more appreciated for the timetaken out of a busy, schedule to write it:

"We are again back in the 'Mile High City,' and very happy indeed to be here. I left the Rocky Mountain Oil & Gas Association in January to come to American Petroleum Institute; from Casper, Wyo., to Denver; and from oil production work to public relations. We are rapidly getting back to normal, but the last few months have been hectic. In the space of two weeks, we took on a new job, new house, and new baby. The latter acquisition now makes six in all—four boys and two girls—and not a multiple birth in the houseful. As you probably know, we have from the beginning felt that, with a name like McMahon, there was small reason for selecting other than completely Celtic given names, so roll call of the clan goes as Brian, Maureen, Sheila, Dennis, Patrick and Kevin—and a bellicose lot they are.

"Have not had an opportunity to contact many of the local '40 group, but have talked to BobWelborn, a successful barrister in town; LeeBrekke, who has deserted the N. Y. subway circuit for the lumber business in these wide open spaces; and Phil Alexander, who is rapidly becoming im- portant to the banking business hereabouts.

"We have heard from Scotty Treeman recently. He is again with the USAF, stationed at Bossim Field, La., and apparently very happy in the work. Johnny Peacock is now running Ayers Department Store, at Indianapolis, and has quietly settled down in the same old rut common to most of us. LeeBlades is still among the missing. Hear he is still operating in and around Hornell, N. Y., but think he must have broken his arm, for all I know is that he had a lovely family on his Christmas card." (ED. NOTE: Have no record of Lee having a family—how about some details?)

That's all the letters we have room for. Andmuch appreciated they are, at least by this scribe. I hope they make as good reading to you who have waded through this column. Don't forget the current Alumni Fund effort and Dartmouth's great need for more generous giving on your part than ever before.

Secretary, 55 Goodrich St., Hamden, Conn.

Treasurer, 88 N. Main St., Concord, N. H.

Class Agent, Swallow Farm, E. Foxboro, Mass.