1931

This is a confession . . . I'm in love again! My wife has been told about it and she understands. I can only hope that this amour will leave enough time for my bread-and-butter work; else my trusting help-meet might not take it so calmly.

You see, I was in Hanover during the first week of May for the Class Officers' annual get-together, and I had a chance to wander around a bit... in old buildings I knew so well and new buildings I'd like to know better ... chat with professors I remembered so distinctly (and who have acquired that wonderful capacity for detached intimacy which clearly says, "I haven't the vaguest recollection of ever having seen you before, but if it pleases you to display some rapport with the intellectual side of life, I'll go along with the gag.")

... and sit at dinner with Went Eldredge,Howie Mason, Ed Gruen and their respective spouses . .. and talk over Admission policies with Al Dickerson, scholarship awards with Francis Neef, "cabbages and kings" with one of the swellest guys I'll ever know, Prexy John Dickey ... and listen to undergraduate representatives at the banquet (knowing that Dartmouth must be right because those young men are so right) ... and just plain sit on the senior fence looking intently, thinking nostalgically and feeling like l'il Orphan Annie 'cause I felt "good all over" .. . and then I knew I was in love again with Dartmouth. For years after graduation the friendship was platonic, but I made the mistake of seeing the gal again and spending a little time with her, and now I'm carrying a torch. What can I say to you that will get you excited too? What will bring you roaring back to Reunion? Or dig a little deeper for the Fund? Or get more thrill out of being a Dartmouth alumnus?—a "31er! Or help you understand that if this thing which was part of your past were a more important part of your present it would make the future for you and your community a lot more productive, profitable and pleasurable? Boy, I've hit the sawdust trail tonight... but that's the way I feel about it. Get back to Reunion if you can, but get back to Dartmouth.

A very friendly letter from Jim McElroy says he'd like to make it but can't because (a.) his daughter Helen is saying "I do" early in June, and (b.) he's directing a Young People's Conference in the middle of June. A long and thoughtful letter from Joe Watson in Manila indicates he may be home on leave from the State Department's Foreign Service somewhere about Reunion time and he hopes to join the gang on Hanover Plain.

Well, anyway, the general idea is that lots of you are going to fall in love again in June. For those who can't make it, we'll let you know how the affair turns out. .. maybe a special Reunion report, time, family, boss, etc. permitting.

Secretary, 6 Walbrooke Circle, Scarsdale, N. Y.

Treasurer, 730 Sherman Ave., Plainfield N. J.

Class Agent, Old Orchard Rd., Clarks Green, Pa.