1945
What with feeding, changing diapers, bathing, and everything else that goes with a baby, I've been so busy that you're lucky to get anything out of me this month besides "Hi -- Goodbye." But finally, after many unsuccessful attempts, I have found time "between the dark and the daylight" to scribble off a few scraps of selected statements concerning our "far-flung" classmates. And, come to think of it, that's a pretty apt phrase, for life certainly has flung our class to the "four corners of the Earth" to say nothing of the "Seven Seas." Ten years ago most of us were still concentrated (except for weekends) in that small, snug, New Hampshire town. We saw each other every day, we lived for the moment, we roomed together, ate together, walked and talked together. What was once a closely knit group of some 700-odd has now disintegrated into a loosely-connected association which bears the non-personal title of the Class of 1945. Nevertheless, the individuals who made up that closely knit group are still the same individuals and, when you come to think of it, have been able to conquer distance and time through the class organization. The connection may be a loose one but it's still there, which is more than most college graduates can claim. And in a little over a year the most important step, aside from matriculation, in the life of our class will take place - the Tenth Reunion. The letters and wires and calls go out, and from the "Four Corners," from short and long distances, come the faces and personalities which were so familiar ten years ago; slightly aged, perhaps, but certainly a welcome sight. It may be a little difficult to attach names to those faces but that's immaterial. The important thing is that they are there. A handshake, a greeting, and ten years fall away like melting snow. Reunion!
And now "all the news that time will allow" - Walter Winchell, X think. Perhaps it should be all the news that Charlie Widmayer will allow or all the news that my somewhat deflated files will allow. Anyway, onward
My apologies to Vesta Smith, whose postcard I received some time ago. Vic Smith, husband of the aforementioned Smith, is still working on the modern newsplant for the Philadelphia Bulletin, while Vesta stays home caring for Kathy Ann, born last fall. Number 3 for the Smiths. Vesta also reports WarrenQuimby and Betty have their first son, George, born last November 4. After two girls, what a relief! Bud Wilcox, out of the Navy at last, wants some info on '45s around NewHaven. The best I can do for you right now, Bud, is the address of Dr. Richard P. Herzig, 22 Orchard Rd., Morningside, Milford. JerryWeinstein is also in the vicinity, and I'm sure there are several others. And don't forget that the Dartmouth alumni of New Haven meet every Thursday for lunch at the Town House.
A nice note from Mrs. Donald P. Davis - Barbara, that is. She says Don is now with Western Electric as an engineer and is currently taking a course at the home plant at Winston-Salem, N. C. There are now four little Davises: Susan (8½), Julie (6½), Clark (named after grandpa - 4), and Sarah (14 mos.). Also, if there are any '4ss living in the Monmouth County area of New Jersey, how about calling Barbara and Don at 263 Dartmouth Ave., Fair Haven? Bob Wottrich sends news from out Toledo way, where he's manager of the Ohio Toledo Ice Cream division of Sealtest. And the Wottrichs extend a cordial invite to any and all '45s who happen to be in the vicinity. Bob reports Bud Miller and family are doing fine.
Odds 'n ends department is a little low this month, but here's what I have: Jerry Farrell has opened a law office in Springfield, Mass., where he, Claire, and four little Farrells reside. Charlie Cleveland is about ready to desert the now thinly-manned bulwarks of bachelordom. The New York Times announces his engagement to Miss Thirza Jones of Minneapolis. She is a Univ. of Minnesota graduate and Charlie is now attached to the First National Bank of N. Y. Marty Anderhohn splashed into print in Fitchburg, Mass., when he lately was appointed general manager of the Oak Hill Company, juvenile furniture retailers. Johnny Byrnes has been ap pointed district supervisor of group pensions at Cleveland for the Travelers Insurance Co. And thanks to Ned Redman of the Dartmouth College Club in N. Y., I have the pleasure to announce that Mayor Lou Mills of Middletown, N. Y., has been named one of the five outstanding young men in the state for 1953. Jackie Robinson of the Brooklyn Dodgers was one of the other four. In general, the citation goes like this: Louis F. Mills, 30 in recognition of his re-election for a second term as mayor of Middletown, cited for executive abilities and for "full cooperation with community service groups." Congratulations, Mr. Mayor. And thanks again, Ned Redman.
Seen in Hanover recently: Austin Wason and wife, and Mr. and Mrs. Phil Hildreth a the way from Berkeley, Calif.
And lastly, you '45s in N. Y. and vicinity, remember your next '45 luncheon is scheduled for March 3. If you miss it, don't forget A.pril 7 and the first Wednesday of each month thereafter. The place is the Dartmouth College Club.
And to the rest of you, see you in April.
Secretary, Middlesex School, Concord, Mass.
Treasurer, 48-B Court Dr., Wilmington, Del.
