1918
New York class dinner, Friday, Feb. 29, and Friday, April 18. The April 18 spring frolic is the one Ed Healey never misses; TomShirley comes down from Boston; Griswold, the biggest kitchen cabinet salesman in the East comes up from Baltimore; and countless '18ers come from all over for the final spring fling with their buddies.
The class again increased its Memorial Fund before 1951 expired by $2500, bringing the total now to $40,511.
Marge and Phil Boynton are flitting along now through the summer resorts in Florida. Dan Shea, who spent the holiday season at Miami, flying both ways, is looking forward to his customary Easter vacation basking on the Florida sands. Shanius sent us a postcard from Florida with beautiful bathing beauties draped around the beach and an arrow pointing to a lone male in their midst, and on it said "This is me?" Priscilla and TomShirley have threatened to be in Florida this winter, and Phil Sanderson perhaps has already been down to Key West—and Alice and Bill Bemis go in April perhaps. Johnny Johnston had his openhouse eggnog party during the holidays, which was as always an outstanding affair in Westchester; and Mary Olive and Stanley Jones and guests were making merry over the wassail bowl Xmas day here in New York. . . . From model American farmer Al Sibbernsen, Bennington, Neb., last Nov., "Lush year out here in '51 and no labor left to do the work. Guess you city b s will have to eat grass. Hired a married man the other day who said he would like the job if I would equip the house for TV reception; was surprised he didn't have a Cadillac."
Doc Ray Barrett in World War II on active duty at the U. S. Army Medical Port of Embarkation at Boston and ex-roomey of Bob Fish and MandyCrothers, Clint Carvell, Les Brown and Doc GeorgeDaniels, is back on the job again with Sibyl, after "tangling with a surgeon and being on the receiving end of giving orders," which resulted in an operation and in Dec. he and Sibyl enjoyed 3 weeks in Florida and are back home again feeling fine. . . . From Ralph Norton, Halsey Stuart and Co. (a veteran security dealer) of 123 South La Salle St., Chicago: "I came back to the home office in Chicago from Detroit over 10 years ago. In Michigan I always worked at the Dartmouth Club but have never had any part in it since coming here. My older boy went to Carleton up in Minnesota—by the way, it's a fine school. My younger boy is now a Junior in Agriculture at the U. of Vermont in Burlington. I still have a place on Lake Champlain, near Vergennes and some of us are there all summer. I go down for my vacation in August. For many years I have had charge of distribution for H.S. & Cos. in a territory from Michigan to Texas, and have been with the firm 29 yrs. this month."
At the recent N. Y. City class dinners on Dec. 6 and Jan. n were the following; DickHolton, fresh and youthful with a bow tie; Freddie Morse, the old goalie (with Bunny Holden) on the hockey team and who is a wonderful addition to the N. Y. City group, Johnny Johnston, who like a genteel squire has his oyster stew before sitting down for dinner; Pete Colwell, the name that went around the world in 12 million Life magazines last Sept., Hal Eastman, partner of Niles & Niles, accounting, and now in that intense period until tax date March 15, during which all accountants are buttoned up tight, EmMorse, who buys more than a million dollars of vegetable oil a week and who is about to move into the fantastic Park Ave. Lever Bros, glass tower bldg. In N. Y. City—Leicester McElwain, and Frank Clahane, looking more like the powerful John L. Lewis every day, and quipped as he irked about the N. Y. City grind in the wintertime, "yes sir, brother, before they toss that last shovel full of dirt on me, I'm going to have myself some more good vaca- tions."
Others always attending are Steve Mahoney (had a huge, striped candystick cane on the office door during the Xmas holidays), Bill Chris tgau who's hitting the selling end hard in 1952 and is out to establish new highs—and he will; Ned Ross, whose daughter Omie is establishing new highs in scholastic averages up at Vassar (attended a party over the Christmas holidays of assorted college men and overheard one girl say "those Dartmouth men are a bunch of jerks"). Roger Howland, BobKnowles, Fred Cassebeer, who is now living in his new, modern home, Jules Van Raalte, bearing up under a heavy load—and at the Dec. dinner all of us had the pleasure of shaking hands with John Dickey, who graciously appeared when he heard of a class gathering. Most welcome guest to the recent dinner was good old Chaunce Hood, who reported he had a fine visit on the phone with American Field Service World War I Veteran DonAxtell who is now Inspector in the Curtiss Wright plant and who really would come to a New York dinner if he could count on seeing Doc Curt Tripp with Dick Cooley.
Good old Doc Mcßride's daughter Mary Frances, who won the Seven College Conference Scholarship from the S.W. area (Smith, Vassar, Wellesley, etc.) did much better in school than the old man ever did; knocking off 2 A's and 3 B's and isn't a bit overwhelmed by Smith. ... Priscilla and Tom Shirley, who named the famous Banana Reunion of 'l8 in '46, and who had the biggest year ever in '51 are enjoying Patsy's wonderful time in Switzerland, skating and enjoying winter sports, and what with Betty away at school, the old checkbook is plenty riddled. ... Nice picture of Al Rice's daughter Rosemary in the N. Y.Times, with Peggy Wood, the star members of the TV show Mama—son Roger, who did a good job at Colgate, and made a study of the oil companies with whom he'd like to be associated, threw himself on the mercy of the Cities Service Co., which had an opening in Oklahoma, and with grim determination, got out there by himself, leaving his wife at home and dug in. He got home the day before Christmas and the day before their new baby was born. Now Cities Service likes him so much they want him to buy a home out there and become a permanent part of their organization.
From the Shorthorn beef breeder, FlorimondduSossoit Duke (after a visit at their hilltop farm of Stan and Mary Olive Jones and Dan Shea), "We had a wonderful time with the Joneses and Shea, and they arrived just in time for a cocktail party. I am slowly getting into the shorthorn beef business with 2 steers and a bull—all young, about 7 months old. We also have two shorthorn cows, weighing 1500 pounds apiece, so we have a ton and a half of beef in the two cows alone. The young bull bears the brave and illustrious name of Stanley B. Jones, and in a few months when he's old enough he will have the grave responsibility of siring the whole herd. We are confident that any animal of that name will do magnificently, even though M.O. says the name of the breed is most appropriate. Ellen says if I go on naming animals after my classmates, we can have a reunion of the class of 1918 right here on the hill without even making a phone call. . . . The coons are fat and the lichens are green on the maples and the geese flew south early and the acorns' skin is tougher than it's been in 20 years. Next week I lecture 4 hours a day for 4 days to give 2 lectures on the Balkans. There are about 500 boys in the Air ROTC, divided into 8 sections with a little over 60 in a section. I'll do the same thing the first week in Jan. on the Arab world." The Duke reported a wonderful visit from gracious host Fat Hardy who attracted the eager-to-serve-him bartenders at the Inn by showering folded money on 'em with, "Have a leaf."
Dick Pearson, the punctilious and efficient secretary of '20, attended the celebration dinner Nov. 16 of the veteran educator of them all, Dr. William H. Kilpatrick, and on the dais with educational notables were Dave Dubinsky and our own LesGranger, and, said Dick, ". . . with all the high powered intelligentsia, Dubinsky and Les Granger did the best job, and Les had the most humorous, powerful and amusing and interesting stories of them all." When the deer season began around Franklin, N. H., last Dec., newspaper headlines in the local papers were "Alexis Proctor Registers First Deer at Franklin." ... A Colgate man tells us of our sterling class agent Richard Arthur Holton, who beaming with his infectious smile and looking like Santa Claus, with his halo of grey surrounding his 18-yr.-old face, bowed as he became a member of the New England Society. ... .
A clipping service sent us this tiny extract from a San Juan paper in Puerto Rico, "Dr.Alfredo I. Bou, Enfermedades de la Piel exclusivaments, radium y terapia de rayos X para tumores malignos de la piel—los4 Ponce de Lone, Parada 17, Telefone 2-5384"—after learning that "piel" is "skin" even we could put this together. ... In the Wash., D. C., newspapers was shown a picture of our own Rear Admiral Paul L. Mather (ret.) with Arthur Godfrey and Sec. of Commerce Charles Sawyer, who were awarded honorary "A's, replica's of letters worn by American Univ. athletes, in recognition of their aid in developing the university's flight training program," and the awards were made by Paul, who is a leader of the fund drive for the university's War Memorial Athletic Center.
A note from Paul in Dec. said, "Mary and I spent a lovely 5 weeks in Germany and Austriaat the marriage of our second son Richard to Miss Nancy Dalton, daughter of Lt. Col. Kenneth Dalton. Dick honored me by asking me to be his best man. Other than two days with friends in Amsterdam, we spent most of our time in the Bavarian Alps and the Austrian Tyrol. It is a lovely country and we were amazed and gratified by the extent of the German recovery at least as exemplified in Bavaria. We flew over in a KLM and I can heartily recommend that airline." Do come up for some of our class dinners soon, Paul. How about April 18? Fat Sheldon's coming and Hort Chandler is due.
If ever there was a beautiful tribute paid to a man upon retiring, it was to our classmate William R. Brewster, Headmaster of Kimball U. Academy. The Trustees spread these minutes on the record: "The deepest and most grateful appreciation of the members of the Board is of the influence which both Mr. and of the youth entrusted to their care. They have Mrs. Brewster have had upon the character lived as well as taught the best and the worthiest in strong New England Christian manhood. To a singular and exceptional degree they have shown throughout their service at the Academy the ability to win the highest respect and deepest affection of every boy enrolled in Kimball Union. The good they have accomplished is incalculable, and the principles of character building which they have fixed in the traditions of the Academy will abide as elements of strength for many generations to come."
After a winning streak of about 12 games, Howard Cann's top N.Y.U. basketball team was finally toppled at the Garden by West Va. U. . . . From Ray W. Smith, Chief Economic Affairs Division, HICOG-BE 170 Clayallee, Berlin-Dahlem, "Transferred suddenly in May by the State Dept. to this interesting point where I am handling Marshall Plan matters and other economic activities. There is never a dull moment as we move from one minor crisis to another, wondering what the next move from the other side will be. Not a single '18er within several hours flying time, but an occasional Dartmouth man brings news from the outside world."
One of the most interesting and amusing Christmas cards was one created by GerryGeran, on which is shown a beautiful picture of Dartmouth Row, kneedeep in snow, and superimposed underneath it is a B&M RR handcar and under it, inscribed ". .. 35 years ago, all Dartmouth students were versatile, but none equalled the dexterity and resourcefulness of Max Antrim and Steve Mahoney on those 'rare' occasions when the last freight had departed. The above depicts one of their favorite methods of safe return in time to avoid overcuts. Even today, both these boys have the wanderlust and yearn to travel through New England and the open." Gerry reported that only Steve and Max knew how to open the locks of the dirty repair houses along the tracks where these handcars were housed.. .. A nice note came in from Cliff Meredith, at 8 Old Military Road, Saranac Lake, saying "nothing much up here except the weather now. One stinker this past week ran the temp, down to 26 or 27 below, which is carrying airconditioning too far. Currently we have about 12-14 inches of snow which we will be glad to give you free for merely hauling it away. (To hell with the ski bugs!)."
Horticulturists in the class are Fred Cassebeer, the gladioli expert of the country, Judge Harry Collins, whose profound knowledge of azaleas has brought him into groups of outstanding men in America (can call off the Latin names of hundreds of flowers), and Killer George Stoddard, a specialist in pond lilies, whose interest first began as he dove into a pool in Orizaba, Mexico, on a brilliant hot day, and came to the surface with pond lilies forming a mustache under his nose, as he gazed at the mountains in Chapultapec. . . . Paul Moyer, editor of the splendid Providence Journal (M.A. from Harvard—makes good talks before business groups) and Knipper Knapp, Pres. of the busy Gray Foundry, Poultney, Vt. (has been running the schools there for years) and Jake Bingham, one of our best news contributors—bless his soulwere 'lBers at New Eng. Council Conference in Boston last month.
Not far from the box of distinguished notables and N. Y. City topbrass society at Madison Sq. Garden, at the Annual Horse Show, was our own Stanley Jones and Russell Rhodes, close by the box of Brig. Gen. Alfred G. Tuckerman, accompanied by polo player Gurnee Munn, and Mesmore Kendall. After Umberto Monies' 13-yr.-old bay gelding made a shambles of the jumping event, our RussellRhodes admitted it was hard to penetrate that bullet-proof psychology of our Stanley,—said our Stanley wanted to watch the P-D football game on TV. Added our Stanley's crew cut was getting fuzzy (sorry, Fat (Sheldon), if Stan Jones hogs the print). . . . The Cape Cod papers Oct. 23, had headlines, "Course Opens on Thursday—Literature Highlights, Groves to Teach. The major works in English literature from Chaucer to George Bernard Shaw will be considered in the course to start in Barnstable H.S. under the new Univ. Extention program. Instructor in the course will be Thomas Groves, formerly instructor in English in Dartmouth College." Tom is remarkably well equipped because he holds a degree from Dartmouth and a Masters from Columbia and has also studied at Oxford, Kings College, U. of London, N.Y.U. and the New School for Social Research. Howard Cann, still claimed by us though he had 3 yrs. at N.Y.U., again fills the N. Y. City papers as one of the greatest basketball coaches today. We salute you Howard.
The distinguished engineer, graciously saying of his wife Elsa, "she has been here in the office with me since we started in 1930 and has been the sparkplug right along for she has a much better business head than I have," our Henri B. van Zelm, looking like a Count, had his picture with his whole family in the New Rochelle papers, honoring his distinguished Dad on his 85th birthday. It was Van who said of us New Yorkers, "you N. Y. City slickers—all you do is dance, raise hell and in general lead a heathen existence. We work up here." ... Chaunce Hood, a mighty welcome '18er at our Dec. 6 party in NYC, gave us a wonderful summary of the delightful weekend 'iBers had at the H-D football game—said Rolf Syvertsen headed for French Lick immediately thereafter ... from Leon Rothschild '24 from the Coast, comes this clipping, "Gene Markey, walking into the dining room of the Beverly Hills hotel and on the way to his table, greeted ex-wife Joan Bennett sitting with husband Walter Wanger, ex-wife Hedy Lamarr, sitting with husband Ted Stauffer and ex-wife Myrna Loy sitting with a group of friends."
Again this year at the H-D football game, CortHorr repeated he's getting too old to come on from Chicago "for this sort of a thing." He seemed downcast. On the train coming east, in the lounge, an attractive young thing beside him, prompted him to try out his old skill. He engaged in conversation and asked if she would have a drink, to which she agreed. When Cort was discussing his service in World War I the girl remarked, "Can't you tell us about the Battle of Gettysburg?" Cort wrote us a nice long letter—some excerpts:
"Business required my presence in Syracuse and two Syracuse men drove me to Hanover, and HermWhitmore 'et us' were the only 'lBers I saw at the Syracuse game. . . . Then referring to the Harvard game, "Marty Straus was there with his charming wife, Anne Marlowe of the movies and radio, although she didn't crash the University Club party, I did meet her with Marty at the Ritz,—at that time I was accompanied by Doc Ed McDowell, the Plattsburg medic. Curt Tripp usually shows up but now that he is a grandfather, or should be (I suppose \he is too old), anyhow, any medic to keep listening to the old arteries harden is most welcome company. If anyone wants to know of MartyStraus's latest success, see the November Fortune." Read it if you want to see what a genius Marty is.
"Smiling Slabaugh, the serene solicitor from Akron, also put in an appearance. ... Tom andPris cilia Shirley are always a pillar of respectability at any gathering and, before I forget, let me get you straight on that dance episode at Tom's swanky Waban Town Club. You now have me listed as doing a barefoot dance. If I am not careful, it will soon be a bareback dance. What actually happened was that as a favor to Tom and Priscilla I consented, after much coaxing, to be a good Samaritan and escort some strange lady to Tom's party, which was in honor of his Presidency of this Club. (Apologies, Cort, it was Dan Shea who was dancing in the dew at dawn.)
"I became detached and found myself dancing with a sweet young thing, who after struggling with me for several minutes took off her shoes to rest her feet. That's all there was to it—and there wasn't any more. ... At the post-game cocktail party, our representative on the Board of Trustees, (sentenced now for life, thank goodness) HarveyHood, and Barbara were along. .. . Among others was our most recent freshman millionaire, Em"Lever" Morse, with his most charming wife. . . and that leads me to new grandma Thelma Slabaugh. If you ever thought Jack was ornery in the years gone by, you should know how he carries on now. It beats all what this grandpa complex does to you!
"And you know, this guy Slabaugh looks like he was about 35. Marty Straus should subsidize him for Tintair. Thelma says she has an awful time with Jack because of his youthful appearance and youthful ideas. Louis Huntoon, the Providence sage, had his attractive wife along and with the Cooleys, Morses, Slabaughs, the Holtons and the Shirleys, they took me slumming afterward. It certainly is an eye opener to a country boy. One note of sadness, we all missed Jim Carpenter. And so this crusader is"hanging up his armor, and if I had a son I'd send him to Dartmouth and dare him to have as good a time as I did and try to as grand a bunch of classmates as I had in 1918."
Thank you, Cort; thank you all who write in news so generously.
Sympathy to Tom Tarrant, whose mother, Annie Tarrant, age 89, often a chaperone at Phi Sig house parties, passed away William A. White Sr. (Danbury, Conn.), sends in a card "... Director—Miscellaneous Metals and Minerals Division, Natl. Production Aut hority, Dept. of Commerce, Wash., D. C."... (Dick White and George Hull, look him up).... John Cunningham, . . Chuck Hilliker and I had a nice thick venison steakbroiled over charcoal by yours truly last night —very good. My regards to you subway poops." Drop him a note.
DONALD M. MACAULAY '18, attorney and Judgeof Probate Court in Springfield, Mass., caught in apublic speaking performance in that city.
Secretary, 74 Trinity Place, New York 6, N. Y. Treasurer, Parkhurst Hall, Hanover, N. H Bequest Chairman, American Association of Nurserymen 635 Southern Bldg., Washington 5, D. C.
1918 Bequest Chairman Dr. Richard P. White has volunteered to take on this very important assignment so vital to the College and its continuing strength. It's always a busy man who is picked for this job. Dick is executive secretary of the American Assn. of Nurserymen, and is active in the U. S. Chamber of Commerce. He appeared in Washington a year ago at that "panel discussion on "What you can do through organized efforts to meet the day's situation," and did a splendid job. It was the Assn. of Nurserymen, in which Dick has long been a power, that won the 1951 Grand Award for outstanding service to industry.
