1918

We had the pleasure of hearing our standout Dean of Admissions, Al Dickerson, do a fine job in his talk in N. Y. in Nov. and pleasant it was to hear him tell about our BillCoulson (at the Pentagon every day) with whom he enjoyed a visit in Wash., D. C There was a fine message from the retiring Pres. (Thomas B. R. Bryant) of the Landsdowne Allied Youth Council, Pa., who has rendered untiring service to his community. Tom adds, "The clipping will show I have finally graduated from my last extra-curricular activity. In the last 16 years I've been busy in two or more major community activities related to youth, church or school and only now have developed a 'no can do.' " Anybody knowing Tommy would have loved to have him supervising the activities of their children. ... Sorry to report Willard Kirkpatrick died of a heart attack July 5, 1951. Deaths recently: 2 in '45, 2 in '46, 3 in '47, one in '48, '49 and '50, and 7 in '51.

A clipping from George McBride, reads, "The last remains of one of New Mexico's biggest and best mining towns have been scattered over the U.S. To the thousands of persons who have come from as far away as Kansas and Oklahoma for souvenirs of the abandoned community, the National Iron and Metal Co., Phoenix, Ariz., says, 'It's all gone, there is nothing more to sell. Phelps Dodge shut down the town when Diesel-powered locomotives destroyed most of the market for Dawson's coal.' "

Says Mac, "This will be different than other ghost towns in the West, in that most of them leave the ruins more or less intact, to gradually disintegrate."

What a fine-looking man is Chet Conlon's Dad; 87, and the oldest active banker in New England. What a life! '18ers have another 40 years to enjoy. Thanks, Jake Bingham, for the picture.

Sometime we'd love to meet with the '18 gang at the Yale Bowl at the 11:30 alumni luncheon served in the Coxe Cage before the Y-D game. Al Street did his level best to so arrange it last fall. Only '18ers observed at the Yale Bowl by Christgau in the drenching storm were sturdy Marj and Phil Boynton, Ruth and Curt Glover and the two who sat out the hurricane at Princeton last year, Edith and Dick Holton; truly Mr. and Mrs. Dartmouth Undying (brother, this is red hot news for your January fireside). Yale man Arthur Hill Christy, son of our own Katink and Francis, had a very beautiful wedding on Oct. at the prominent St. James Protestant Episcopal Church in N. Y. City. George Davis, the one-man New Rochelle school board most of his life, was tickled to death to meet Tom Sturgess in N. Y. City, whose picture George had taken at our 30th, showing Tom squeezing jazz out of an accordian. Tom is, or was, Commodore of the Pine Orchard Yacht Club. Tom will try to make the next class dinner.

Mel Southwick, who organized the Burma Road to handle all the oil transported by trucks over this route to the Chinese forces during World War 11, is a retired Standard Oil executive, yet took up the job as Hospital Administrator, and writes us from Sewanee, Tenn., "Don't know nuthin'. Don't see nobody. Ain't heard about nobody except StewTeaze who's transferred himself to Rhode Island. Have built myself a new home here and would be pleased to see travelers going south." The very day Steve Mahoney flew back to N. Y. and was having lunch at the Barclay with the Governor of Md. young Steve flew in from Paris after studying and working in France and Spain.

Stan Jones reported seeing our Herm Whitmore, "looking like a thrush: a symphony in brown, even to a brown stogie in his hand." Herm had a simply wonderful time at the '19 Hanover Reunion weekend of the Syracuse game, when the hardworking '19 Sec., George Rand, filled about 25 rooms at the Woodstock Inn with '19 men and, "Believe me for 3 days they had a wonderful time"—something '18 should try. . . . Red Hulburt during his 4-weeks' flight to and from Australia last summer, put in a few pleasant days at Waikiki Beach and now an additional honor has come when the Men's Club of their Rye Presbyterian church have asked him to be Pres., to follow that distinguished Dartmouth alumnus, Warren Agry '11. ... Janet Van Raalte was paying respect to prodder Red Hulburt, who had called Jules to attend the '18 dinner night before the Yale game and we learned the Van Raaltes had a delightful summer at Nantucket and ever since they've been back, Janet has been very busy with the things in which she is most interested, namely underprivileged children in the Bronx. A great deal of Janet's time was devoted to that sort of thing when she was in Cleveland.

CAP HANLEY and EDDIE FELT warmed the bloodof N. Y. City '18ers night before Yale game—Nov.2. Spending an evening sitting and chatting; were about 20 '18ers who have shared this rare Dartmouth experience since 1914—37 They have known one another's successes, hardships and failures, and have distilled from the human brew of shortcomings the finest of understanding comradeship for one another. This must be a glimpse of the true meaning of life. This is the essence. Lucy Piper, Al's wife, has been doing grand volunteer nursing service in Keene, N. H., on the Red Cross blood drive. Nice picture of her too in the paper. Dave Skinner and Red Wilson flew back from their annual whirl at the I.B.A. convention in tropical Hollywood, Fla.—then Dave headed for the coast on Dec. 7 so we missed him at the class dinner.

N. Y. City '18 Dinners: Fri., Jan. 11 and Fri., Feb. 29—Orchids to the finest hard hitting dependable prodders year in and year out, to keep alive the soul of Dartmouth and who persistently phone and show real interest in the proddees and get 'em out. (And we must thank them for much of this splendidly written news.) Hats off to them. Ned Ross (score; proddees present o—present himself). Al Rice (0; not p.s.), Dusty Rhodes (o; p.s.), Red Hulbert (2; p.s.), Paul Miner (2; p.s.), Rog Howland (2; p.s.), Curt Glover (1; not p.s.), PeteColwell (2; p.s.), and Bill Christgau (1; p.s.). hissed and mentioned often were Stan Jones,Gerry Geran, Steve Mahoney and others. What a treat it would have been to see EddieGarvey in N. Y. City that night and back to Guam for an other year. Eddie, Naval Aviator, USNR, Lt. (jg) in World War I was awarded the Navy Cross. This young man was requested back into active duty in the last war as Lt. Comdr. and in his last letter he said, "3 oldest stepdaughters all married—imagine that! Bachelor at 42—5 grandchildren from 2 to 10 yrs. at 52—don't I collect?"

Two or three have pounded into our ears what a wonderful idea it would be if 6 or 8 '18ers in Boston would volunteer as prodders for an '18 dinner in their hamlet every monthor two, relieving those who are trying to doit themselves—and warming the blood ofmany '18ers who would like to come butaren't perhaps even prodded. Who made this'18 dinner Nov. 2 such a delightful occasion?It was a mean, rainy night and present were:Russ Smith (oldest boy freshman at Middlebury, loves it; fearful lest he'll convert theothers to Middlebury with the story: "Middlebury now is what Dartmouth was in ourtime." Dartmouth wants Bill and Cy, Russ)Dan Shea (looking fit enough to do the hurdles again today; loves the Old Guard and isalways a volunteer prodder—always therehimself. Rog Howland (Class Chorister;Editor of Aegis and Jacko; and recalled howHarvey Hood used to keep at him to have thestuff in on time), reported a nice phone talkwith Paul Huber, now a grandfather and appearing in television a good deal.

Also there was Johnny Johnston, who graciously put his name at the bottom of a blank bar check. As newcomers arrived it was on Johnny. Prodder Eddie (Lebanon) Ross reported Bub Frost in high fettle as he assembles, after noon lunch, a gang of card players in his important Western Electric office at 195 Broadway, NYC.

Honored by public acclaim as one of the most youthful in the class, was Paul Miner, to whom Smiling Irishman Hanley gives the credit for getting him out—also Howie Park, the legal mind of Socony Vacuum, who handles personnel and real estate problems from coast to coast. Closing in on the teenagers, was Syl Morey, who has enjoyed the neighborliness of Marty Straus and his wife where Syl and Marty have a place next to one another in Great Barrington. Syl with a sparkle in his eye, a fast uptake, shows that inner calmness and joy of living that's infectious and asked if Roger Warner now playing on the football team at Hanover was our Roger's boy.

There also was Walt Nelson, Asst. Vice-Pres. of the East River Svgs. Bank, N.Y.C. Walt was a '51 grad. of the Banking School at Rutgers, N. J. His thesis on, "An Analysis of the Operation of 35 Permanent Housing Projects Controlled by N. Y. City Housing Authority—Jan. '40 to Dec. '50"—has been approved for the Graduate School of Banking Library. Thus Walter enters the G.S.B's Hall of Fame. Fat and rosy cheeked Cap Hanley suggested sticking a pin in Walt to see what would happen. Also there was Dusty Rhodes, who had just put his famous 86-year-old Dad on a plane for his annual winter vacation at St. Petersburg. Dusty had gone back to his Dad's 66th anniversary of the Hartford Wheel Club, Old Guard, and of his father, he says in his column "Make Mine Manhattan" (Insur.Advocate),

"65 yrs. ago, at age 21, a young Hartford stripling, excitement tingling his blood, joined a local outfit known as the Hartford Wheel Cluh, thus making him a few months shy of being a Charter member. This was in the heyday of the high wheel bike. The outfit raced at Charter Oak Park and the next year this kid, armed with club credentials, boarded a packet for England. There, he hooked up with various wheel clubs and toured the British Isles, from Southhampton to London, Liverpool to Swansea, across the Irish sea to Dublin, through the green vales of Erin and to Blarney Castle where one husky bucko held him by the heels as he kissed the famous Stone and another lurked by the postern gate below and collected half crowns, shillings and pennies as they fell from the 'rich' young American's pockets."

What a treat it was to see the old pipe organ player from Wilder, Freddie Samuels, who is enjoying the thrill of his 6 ft. giant a freshman at Hanover. He did so want to send his boy to that "wonderful school" of Kimball Union where Bill Brewster is Headmasterbut it took dough. With his boy in Air ROTC he may have our Florimond Duke as an instructor. At apiece, it was Sammy with Les Granger who pressed clothes; it was Sammy living in the Davison block, who walleyed, looked up at the giant Ed Healey and admired him. It was Christgau and Steve Mahoney who were so nice to Sammy's boy at an '18 gathering last winter that they made Sammy's boy really want to go to Dartmouth. Riding a gravy train, waiting-on at the Commons, Sammy was the popular dessert dispenser and modestly admits, "I was damn good in French because I had old Prof. Spitoon Smith." ... Well-rested and looking like Grandpa Santa Claus on the wagon, was our own Richard Holton, with boundless energy. We hope some day Dick will be the Pres. of his bank. When the Irish waiter of a Fri. night came around with a choice of fish or lamb, the Smiling Irishman to the waiter said "give 'em all fish, the heathens" and promptly ordered deep sea lamb. 'Twas the genial Hanley that threatened the Baptists at the dinner and it was hard to tell who would convert who. Sitting after the dinner, Eddie Felt warmed the souls of his listeners, telling about Murray Baldwin, Al Gottschaldt, Jack Storrs,Em Salisbury, John O'Gara, Em Morse, TedHazen (on the Board at Mt. Holyoke).

There also and looking fine, though carrying heavy responsibilities, was Judge Harry Collins, who afforded great pleasure to all present. Harry, who is always conscientious in keeping up his many friendships, is an authority on azaleas and enjoys this association with some of the biggest men in the country. Among Harry's many tasks,, always undertaken cheerfully, is chairman of the country-wide Drive for Boy Scout Funds. The man who fought stubbornly for years for the cream of Westchester County to go to Dartmouth, Pete Colwell (15 million Life (Sept. 28) readers) saw his grandson step into the world with mother and father standing by and Evie in there pitching too. Generating great warmth too, was good old BillChristgau, who was last seen at the Dartmouth bar with one of his Sunday school class, swearing him to silence on their next Sabbath appearance. What a lot of happiness good old Cap Hartley brought to the gang! He reminisced about SwedeBennett, Kochmeyer Whitmore, Benny Mugridge,Wart McElwain, Harold Glendenning and thought it was Lew Cousens that was Supreme Court Judge of New Jersey and not our own Pups Colie.

Among the reminiscences of Walt Nelson, he made inquires about Rat Pelton,Eric Ball, Dave Garratt, and Jack O'Donnell as we lived over the days of freshman baseball on the campus. This was an awfully nice '18 gathering. We missed you, Bob Knowles,Fred Cassebeer, Hal Eastman, Henry Hesse,George Davis, Em Morse, Dave Skinner, TyTyrrel, Dwight Sargent, Johnny Simmons,Larry War basse, Bill Wales, Frank Clahane,George Dockstader, Spud Richmond, AndyRoss, Francis Christy, Homer Hill, Red Wilson, Don Snyder, George Daniels, Walt Ross,Tom Tarrant, Phil Everett, Bud Frost, DonRobinson and Bill Rosenfeld. Wouldn't it be nice to see all this gang! Hort Chandler made a fine talk before the Tri County Electrical Assn. at Exeter, N. H., where Herm Smith was appointed by the Governor to the Atlantic Marine Fisheries Comm. Herm is a stalwart of the Colonial Wars Society in N. H. (thanks, J. C. B.).

A full day reuning—writing this copy. It's fun too. You're wonderful in piling in the news. My own grandest memories and associations are Dartmouth—this is a full day to live them over. GerryGeran just bounced in—loaded with minerals, full of vitality (eats no meat—cut down to 6 cups of coffee a meal) and he's a throbbing Diesel if ever there was one. Happy as a lark in his work where he's outside a good deal talking with people, (thoughtful Paul Mather got him the job), he couldn't have blueprinted his living better. Spends his evenings now helping an old philosopher print up "some of his choicest writings" before the curtain drops on him in his 80's. . . . Fred Morse, another distinguished KKK and townie (Amherst, Mass.) just phoned. The roaming U.S. Public Health official has been all over as a Regional Medical Officer doing the same beautiful job, we wager, in "rehabilitation of farm depression victims" ('45 in Cal.) as he used to do playing goalie on the Dartmouth Varsity hockey team—remember?

Got a nice letter from At Zulick's wife Margaret—"Three years ago we moved into the home he always wanted to build, about a mile outside of town, an ideal location with seven acres of land. He loved the place Since Arthur (Al to us) passed on, the doctors have told me they knew after the operation he had only a year to live." This class is super in paying class dues. It's worth a day's work to us writing these notes when the class supports itself so loyally. If you haven't paid your class dues ($5, D. L. Barr, Hanover, N. H.) you know where those 2 bills are Stumpie sent you. Just had another pleasant interruption. Eddie Ross, Conducteur superb in la belle France War I checked on a chain letter he had sent us, "... this chain was started in the hope of bringing happiness to all tired business men ... bundle up your wife and send her to the fellow who heads the list. When your name comes to the head of the list, you will receive 188 women. Don't break the chain. One fellow did and got his own wife back."

IN THE SADDLE: Cowboys Chuck Hilliker '18 and Johnny Cunningham '18 have a run out in the Colorado brush near Denver.

Secretary, 74 Trinity Place, New York 6, N. Y.

T reasurer, Parkhurst Hall, Hanover, N. H.

Bequest Chairman, American Association of Nurserymen 635 Southern Bldg., Washington 5, D. C