1908
Hi there, and a good mornin' to you, BobBlanpiecl from Minnesota. It's good to hear from you and the boys will welcome word from you as given in your letter to wit:
Just wrote to Park Stickney and sent a contribution to the Alumni Fund. So I decided to retaliate for the jabs you have been aiming in the dm* ,on of all loafers of 'OB. I am one without doubt. For two years I have been one of those who got the sack when years crept up past 65 but have been retained on a part-time basis so I have afternoons to loaf and play golf. Class reunions are not possible because I have a month of summer school. I do ramble into Hanover in August once in a while. In fact I am planning to come East this summer for a few week. I have friends in West Newton and I plan to give you a ring sometime. I went to Newton High way back so maybe I could find my way to Newton Center still
I hope you will find a number of guys with a bank roll and lots of good will to help us on our way to another successful year of keeping the class on the map.
"Yours from Minnesota, "P.S. My liver is fine but gosh those knee joints."
I'll be waiting that 'phone call.
The College has sent us an important change of address. It concerns none other than Ralph Crowley who has been cutting classes for some time. He can now be reached at 10 Avon St., Cambridge, Mass., which gives the Boston contingent another important recruit. We'll be seeing you, Ralph.
The following blankety verse was received from AB Rotch, our Milford, N. H., detective who also writes poetry for Life Magazine when they rile him up. He says:
This old Bald Head is badly shot By those who want 'bout all I've got. The stuff I've got is not a lot, This verse by Hogden Gnash is NOT.
To which your raving reporter subscribes as follows:
That pome of yours may be quite true, But hidden in some sock, I'll bet Is dough for Dartmouth, you'll come through You've never failed to send it yet.
A clipping from the Milford Cabinet was also received as follows: "Ralph P. Currier whose health hasn't been good for some time, spent the winter with his wife in Florida. Returning to his home in Milford late in March, he got as far as Virginia where Mrs. Currier was taken ill. She was taken to a hospital in Clifton Forge, Va., where early in April she was reported to be improving." Here's double good luck to you, Ralph.
'08's ranking Naval Officer (Captain at last reports, maybe an Admiral by now), DonaldYerden Frothingham sends greetings from a deck chair aboard the S.S. Hawaiian Packer as of April 6, with the following observations which we accept with envy:
To report: (1) that we fully endorse freighter cruising, esp. for our. age and condition, and (2) that Waikiki Beach is just everything the travel pictures show, esp. for chronic beachcombers, and (3) that Hawaii is now getting even for that rash or missionaries a century ago, by teaching the present horde of mainlanders how to appreciate and do the hula.
After one grand month in the tropics, with tans to match, we re getting back to San Francisco, lest we become addicts. It's that easy."
Pop Chesley will please stand up and take a bow. The virtues of this modest baldhead have caught up with him as attest the following article in a recent issue of the MusicalCourier of New York. The class will certainly be interested in Pop the man and in his flying fingers.
"Roland E. Chesley, head of the Great Artists Series, Utica, N.Y., Presents six concerts a year; in a house with capacity 3000, for the past few years his season subscriptions total between 2800 and 2900. A graduate of Dartmouth, and for many years connected with the publishing house of Ginn and Company, Mr. Chesley went into music management, he says, because as a youngster brought up in Maine in a little hamlet far removed from any large center, I was deprived of the opportunity to hear great artists, and I used to resolve that if the time ever came when I could make possible that of which I was deprived, I would do so.' Mr. Chesley says that he has never ceased to thrill at almost any type of concert where good music prevails. He believes in exceptionally talented young artists, and urges that managers do all they can to help them. He lists as a 'dislike' 'some of our modern music, with its whinings, groanings and absence of melodic line ' He spends his holidays at a camp on a beautiful little lake near Hamilton, N. Y where he can sit by a great open fire, listening to the radio, reading and thinking. Mr. Chesley is secretary of the National Association of Concert Managers."
Hartwell Harriman writes that he and General Knox culminated the stay at Vero Beach in April with a motor trip to Key West, then flew over to Havana for a few days re- turning the same way to Clearwater where the General visited a week with Harry and EvMarsh. They also called on Life Greeley and Henry Stone at St. Petersburg. Title: "Two Loafers in the Tropics."
Fred Munkelt, he who transplanted himself and bride from the marble halls o£ New York to the marble quarries of Vermont doth sign the following,
"As you know, I came to this country to live a life of semi-retirement. After a good start plans went a little wrong so that now I'm doing time with a specialty woodworking plant, trying to advise them, and say, did you every try to advise Vermonters? I live in Montpeher. Joe Blakely lives at the other end of the town but on the same side of the tracks. He is about to celebrate the first birthday of his first grandchild. (You'll never win the grandfathers derby, Joe.) Another member of the clan Mayo Ly de lives in Barre, just seven miles away. He and a partner have an insurance business and they much respected in this neck of the woods."
Our New York specialist on European affairs has overheard a rumor to the effect that Larry and Dorothy Symmes plan to attend the Coronation. As yet this has not been sworn to.
Our President, Mike Stearns, who has Dartmouth tattoed all over him, and whom only sickness or death could prevent from attendance on any important Dartmouth occasion within his reach, attended the recent dinner of the Southern Connecticut Dartmouth group at the Stamford Yacht Club. At that time Dean McDonald and Arthur Sulzburger of the New York Times were the speakers and announced that President Eisenhower would speak at Commencement this June, and, of course, receive a degree.
This is the last issue that your scribe will pound out on his two fingers until next October. Fodder for that issue will have to be sent to Hanover by September 5. If a class of 122 of the best men in the country can't make and report enough news to fill two columns in the MAGAZINE by that time, I'm going to take up writing for some girl's college. They can talk and do. In the interim, please send in anything about anyone in the class including your own modest selves that would be of interest to the Class. In the meantime, don't forget that Awtate has a quota to meet. I know one man who gave $10.00 who's raising it to $25. Don't leave the poor fellow standing there alone.
AND FOR OUR REAL 45th REUNION Previously, I have reached the limit of my eloquence in describing the joys of out entirely informal and unrehearsed reunion of the Class to be held in Hanover during the week following Commencement ami also including the Hanover Holiday. June 15-20. The College will provide dormitory rooms as in the past for a consideration of $2.50 per night to be paid in advance, BUT application must be made as soon as possible to the office of the Bursar, Box 7, Hanover and the sooner the better. Enough are known to be coming to insure that no one will be lonesome. Nothing is planned in advance. We'll just do as we durn please. Just a case of "Hanover Revisited," or just as we "Desire Under the Elms." (Writer's license #000-00) Put it down on your calendar for a few days of relaxation and reminiscing. I figure that we haven't got more than 50 more or so of such occasions. So long, see you in Hanover.
Notes Editor, 119 Parker St. Newton Center 59, Mass.
Secretary, 115 Broadway, New York 6, N. Y.
Class Agent, 125 Walnut St., Water town, Mass.
