1908
As I was saying when we ran out of space Your reporter recently interviewed '08's all star General Ben Knox (Mac Arthur only has tive stars) and reports him in his usual good health and humor. Ben hovers between his home and the University Club where, in his favorite easy chair, he will take on all comers. He feels that he can control any Brazilian revolts from here, and so much more comfortably. Ben doesn't expect to go back to S.A. but says, somewhat weakly, that it's wonderful what money will do, so you never can tell.
A little while ago, Ethel and I were visiting our daughter in Bristol, Vt., and had a very pleasant surprise party. It seems that a mutual friend, unknown to us, had invited Fred andJessie Munkelt down for the night from Montpelier where Fred is now living. We had a great evening and a miniature Dartmouth reunion. Doggone, Fred looks as if he had just graduated.
Syd Ruggles comes home. After several years spent up in Goose Bay, Labrador (where goose pimples are made), Syd has at last had a happy transfer. His new address will be as follows: c/o Director of Installations, Eastern Air Defense Force, Stewart Air Force Base, Newburgh, N. Y. This is only 45 miles from Syd's home in Danbury, Conn., King Street, R.D.4 where correspondence should be addressed. Syd's territory goes west to the Mississippi and south to the Mason and Dixon Line where he is to be Maintenance Inspector. I should say that this will require a very broad vision. Glad you're back, Syd. If anyone ever deserved home port, it's you.
The grapevine has it that Lee Marshall having reached the grand old age of 65 is retiring from the banking business. That s the trouble with the banking business. As soon as a man comes to know something about it, they're afraid that he'll know too much. Out to pasture with the rest of us, Leo!
Speaking of the pasture, Seymour Rutheiford announces his pasture rights began February 1 and as for the lumber business, he don't care nothin' no more. He has moved to Waddington, N. Y., where he's going to relax and relax and relax. Life Greeley sends his best regards to the class from St. Petersburg, Fla. He writes of Bill Silleck, who is doing fine. Life says that he has never been so busy as he has since he went to St. Pete to relax and retire. From Saco, Me., comes a handshake from Joe Hammond who styles himself a semi-retired rural parson. Well, Joe, I don't know any better or more useful classification.
A large three column picture in the Manchester Union shows a good picture of our Art Hopkins - Executive Secretary of the Northeast Fire Protection Commission. Among others there is shown a life size mechanical talking bear which is used in the four-day meeting of fire fighting officials. Looks as if Art might have had some of his hair burned off or something. Otherwise he s as natural as can be.
Chuck Wood heaves ho from Oakland. Calif. He mentions a wife, son, daughter and two grandchildren as if he liked 'em. He is still in the manufacturing business and regrets that his Dartmouth contacts are too infrequent. Park Stickney writes that he and Bill Knight represented our class at the Hanover Holiday which was recently held in Chicago. He said that they held up the old men's corner in "good solid fashion" which we would, of course, expect.
The class will be interested in hearing from Win Griffin who is fast becoming one of Cape Cod's patriarchs. Win writes as follows:
"Not for lollipops nor to prove I can still write, nor because I have anything to say - just pure class spirit bubbling over.
"There are about three dozen Dartmouth alumni of assorted sizes and ages living the year round on this ancient fragment of a vanished land including Crosby, Wins low and myself of '08 and I know that Cowee, Fiske, Lee, Art Lewis and Tap pan summer here regularly. However, those of us who are here all the time tend to absorb the culture and customs of the prevailing inhabitants who rarely speak on occasions short of assault with intent to kill coupled with murder in self defense.
"Maybe we can rustle around a little bit more and get together with some of our summer people and send some real news in 1953."
Tat Badger's secretary advises that Tat and Alice are on an Orient cruise and will return in April. Stan Tappan said that he hoped to be at Vero and then complete the circuit with a visit to Webb Evans in Palo Alto, Calif., which will require a short but pleasant detour. Stan also reports a recent visit with AbeLincoln in Fall River where Abe is recovering from a recent heart attack. Allan and KatePerkins are due back in April from a Mediterranean cruise. Poisonally, such cruises make me sea sick, not to mention green-eyed. RalphSherburne has retired as Postmaster at Penacook, N. H., and has opened a general insurance agency there.
Hanover in June
This year is our real 45th regarding whichMike Stearns has started a delightful chainof thought. He can see no reason —and isjoined by many others - why we cannotgather in Hanover in June entirely informally, with no set plan, banquet or other accessory but just to sit, sing, swap stories andsleep. The College cannot provide accommodations during commencement week but willgive the customary dormitory service theweek following if enough of us want it. Suchan occasion could be very restful and heartwarming. Think it over. If those who willplan to attend will advise me within themonth of March, I'll be able to list the namesin the May issue of the MAGAZINE so that wewill know to some extent who plans to bethere. President Stearns will be there anywayand he says that every '08er who comes can bea Vice President. We should have as many asthe average advertising agency, at least. Thiscould be one of those never-to-be-forgottenoccasions. What say you?
The Boston Dinner
On March 4 the annual Boston dinner was held at the Sheraton Plaza - born Copley Plaza. (The Adams House had to close a spell back on account of so many used to buy a ten cent beer and eat 40 cents worth of free lunch.) Quite a time was had and with the big crowd milling around, it was easier to sit on your hat than to check it. The usual preprandial exercises prevailed in a manner befitting our age and dignity almost, and as 'OB marched in to table 9, you would have loved to hear the cheering —so would we, darn it. The marchers of 'OB, led by Deacon Lewis, ineluded the following students: Cowee, WinkFiske from Pittsburgh, Gleason, Knox, McCarty and Squier.
You know, '08"s getting so darned old that they now put us right up under the speaker's nose - remember how we used to be way off in the corner. It seems that while youngsters should be seen but not heard, oldsters should be seen but can't hear. Thus, life is just a matter of tenses —or is it tension? Anyway, we love it. Speeches were made by President Dickey, President Wriston of Brown, Bayard Johnson, captain of the football team, and the editor of the Daily Dartmouth. Good talks, no doubt to be reported elsewhere.
P.S. Has anyone seen or heard from PopChesley?
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