1940
The holidays have come and gone. Now that the Christmas tree has been dismantled for another year, I can turn my thoughts to other approaching deadlines—such as this column. As was the case with my Christmas shopping, I'll just about get it finished by the deadline.
Pickings are pretty sparse in the news bask et, but there's quality in some that we have. Mighty pleased to report that Tom and JoanBraden have contributed a new-born daughter to the growing host o£ '4O offspring. We don't have any name reported for the child, but the birthdate was November 4.
A bit later in arriving, but still in plenty of time for Thanksgiving, came another girl, Mona Halsey, born to Bill and Tipi Halsey, on November 21. Guess the Halseys had to find larger quarters, for I note from the envelope that they have moved from Lexington to 76 Crawford St., Arlington, Mass.
The news of these two new arrivals in the class—and there must have been more that I haven't heard about—is heartwarming. To the Bradens- and Halseys the arrivals were major news, too, but, like many of you, Tom, in his anonymous way, felt it wasn't important enough to anyone else to send me the name of his new offspring. And I've just about figured that most of you view your own news events in much the same light—it's important to you, but why bother your classmates with it!
My renowned predecessor Jack Moody, who has been fairly silent lately, puts the same thought very clearly for all of us in his recent letter:
"The column reminds me that I've not written for ages. The trouble is, nothing ever happens. I seem to have settled into a life job. The family, barring accidents, is complete, the mortgage is reducing in its almost imperceptible monthly way, and so on and on in a fashion which must be the pattern now for almost all of us. Beside the events of the world at large, it all sounds very dull and drab—but it ain't, at least to us!"
Well, it may seem dull when you write it, but it's fun to hear from you, anyhow—and your news is not so dull to others as you think. Here's hoping that 1952 will bring a note or two from more of you—else your scribe will wither away from wordlessness.
The Christmas card haul was good this year, despite our recent change of address. We're indebted to Fred and Ann Porter, Jackand Fan Willson, the Lew Chipmans, StuAndersons, Eb Cockleys, Bill Reardons, DickBowmans, Don Rainies, Gordie Wentworths,Ed Millers, Scotty Rogers and Jim Scotts. Jim sent a newsy note on the back of his card: "This is a good opportunity to tell you that I am now general manager of Protectall Safe Corp., a subsidiary of Mosler Safe Company, in Syracuse. We have bought a new home in Fayetteville, and there is always room for a visiting '4O and wife—might even be able to take care of a few kids! Our family is the same as last reported—Jim aged 8, and Beth, nearly 5." (R.F.D., Fayetteville, will reach Jim if any of you want to get in touch.)
Don Fox contributed a nice note to the mail bag recently. It has been over a year since he moved from New York to Minneapolis to take over the advertising post at MinneapolisHoneywell Regulator Company. He reports the climate rigorous, the family in excellent shape, and contacts with Dartmouth men in the area pleasant, but no news of note.
Loyal '4O rooter Don Rainie, who just paid the tab from your accumulated dues for the class's subscription to the MAGAZINE for this new year (over a thousand bucks!), writes that Dick Kidder is a nominee for the school board of Franklin, N. H. We haven't heard much.of Dick since graduation, but the files show him as part owner of the Kidder Lumber Cos., married to Marjory Joan Goss, and parent of two boys and one girl. The school board can make good use of him!
The Boston papers of December 21 carried a picture of James L. Schaye, newly appointed vice-president and general merchandise manager of Raymond's department store. He and Adele Freedstein were married in 1942 and have since contributed daughter Elizabeth Ann and son James Jr. to the population of Chestnut Hill.
From Long Beach, Calif., comes word that Charlie Campbell, who joined a Buick agency there in 1948, has recently taken title to the dealership, henceforth to be known as Campbell Buick Company.
It's doubtful if any of you guys are troubled by the draft board these days—unless you're serving on it. But if you have a friend who needs advice on his draft status, just drop a line to Alex Clark, erstwhile '4O, who is the answer man for 10,000 Harvard students on questions in this category. On second thought, maybe he's not your man, because according to the newspapers he's advising college students that their place is in the Army. A former infantry officer in the Philippines, Clark thinks the "intelligent college student" is just what the infantry needs. It would be interesting to know just how many of you agree with this thesis.
The other evening, I had a rare opportunity to visit the Dartmouth Club of New York on a minor mission. While waiting for the program to commence, I ran into Howie Marshall in the bar. Howie was in town for only a short stay away from his advertising business in York, Pa. After an apprenticeship with another firm in York, Howie set himself up in his own firm a year ago. He indicated that the first year had been no picnic but things were going very well now. He is married and has one son, with another on the way.
Some telephoning to nearby '4O residents supplied the rest of my news—it was time I called them up anyhow. Herb Heaton, who has been teaching accounting at Rutgers and living in Elizabeth for the past few years, was out tonight. However, his wife Olga brought me up to date on the vital statistics. Late this month, Herb starts commuting to New York daily on a new job as assistant director of education for the American Institute of Accountants. He's also educational director of the New Jersey Society of CPA's, so his professional duties, plus two growing daughters, keep Herb plenty busy.
Bob Bramley, whom many of you will remember well as one of the group of talented pianists which kept the ivories jamming in Commons our first year in Hanover, is located in nearby Rah way. He and Carol live well out in the country with their two children, in order to give Bob a better opportunity to follow his hobby as a radio "ham" without incurring the wrath of neighbors with television sets. His call signal is WaFLP, and he'd surely like to get in touch with any of you who happen to be operating your own radio station. During the day, Bob keeps busy as sales vice-president for Stulz-Sickles Cos., makers of manganese-nickel steel in Newark. Says he sees GarcLie Friedlander and Chal Carothers every once in awhile when either of them gets close to town.
Chuck Berry (not to be contused with Chester R. Berry of Rochester) has long been settled in Union, N. J., where he is a licensed broker in the real estate 6rm of Baker & McMahon. He and Alice, whose wedding in 1938 made them about the first to be married in our class, have two daughters, 13 and 5. Real estate calls keep Chuck busy seven days and nights a week, so he hasn't had much contact with classmates.
Lastly, Gerry Torberg, who lives high on a hill outside o£ Plainfield, in Watchung, is still working for Esso Standard Oil Cos., now as coordinator of fuel and crude products for their East Coast Manufacturing Group. He and Doris also have two girls, 9 and 5, to keep them good company in their hilltop hideaway.
That's it for another month! How about jotting down a line or so on that inflationstricken postal card—it certainly would be worth more than two cents to me!
Secretary, 322 Canterbury Rd., Westfield, N. J. Treasurer, 88 N. Main St., Concord, N. H.
