1923
Second Installment of First Annual FatherSon Issue:
Horace F. Taylor Jr. Horace F. Taylor III '54Th2 1430 Delaware Ave. 11 Webster Ave. Buffalo, N. Y. Hanover, N. H.
Dad Horace writing: Enclosed is some material which I hope will be column-glutting and not sent too late. I regret that you had to wire us to get action, but the holiday activities plus a recent case or pneumonia, from which Helen has now completely recovered, held us under leash for the last two weeks.
If this account of activities of my son doesn t demand a lot of hard work on the part of the old you have another guess coming. My flat nose is the evidence of a well worn fund-raising grindstone, financing the building of new buildings for nonprofit organizations and refinancing their debts, it any. My wife Helen now has her part, too, as general manager of our new chinchilla breeding ranch. Both son and mother are hoping to be able to a little chinchilla fur on Pop's bean as cold weather approaches.
Best to everyone, a wish for a happy and prosperous New Year and we'll see you in February!
Son Horace writing: Eighteen of 23 years have been spent in school, so that is perhaps the best way to outline briefly my activities. After graduating from the School of Practice, a part of the New York State College for Teachers at Buffalo in 1945, I attended the Nichols School of Buffalo, graduating in 1949. My parents and I felt that I was not mentally prepared for college work so we decided that I should take a postgraduate high school year at Holland Central School near home. That year did more to prepare me for Dartmouth than I realized it would, as the combination of prep school instruction and high school training and activities was a good one. Originally I planned to major in physics at Dartmouth as Pop had done, but midway through my sophomore year I saw the advantage or attending Thayer School of Engineering and graduating in five years with a Master's degree. In addition, I joined the Air Force ROTC my sophomore year, believing that engineering in the service might be an eventual possibility.
During my first three years at Dartmouth, I was a member of the Glee Club and Players but found I had to choose between those activities and a decent scholastic average my senior year and so chose the latter. So my senior year was devoted pretty much to the books in studying and to my electrical engineering duties and as an officer of Sigma Phi Epsilon fraternity, which I joined at the beginning of junior year. In June 1954, I was graduated with an A.B. and commissioned a second lieutenant in the Air Force Reserve. This year I'm being delayed from active duty to complete my graduate year at Thayer which so far is all books, leaving little time for anything else. My active duty delay terminates in June 1955, and I've indicated my preference to be Communications Electronics officer in service; whether such preference will be heeded is anyone's guess. Quite likely I'll attend an electronics school for awhile when my active duty begins, perhaps at Keesler Air Base, Biloxi, Miss., or Wright-Patterson at Dayton, Ohio. A three-year liberal arts education plus two years at Thayer is a terrific combination for someone who is interested in the administrative as well as the technical aspect of engineering. Such an education which includes the very worthwhile Great Issues course senior year compels a man to maintain an open mind and not narrow his outlook as is so often the criticism of engineers who graduate from a four- or five-year engineering school. Summers during college were not inactive ones for I was employed in the famous animated toy factory of Fischer-Price during one summer, the Soil Conservation Service for two summers and last summer I had some practical experience in my held as an employee of Buffalo Electric Construction Company as electrician's helper. While waiting tor these jobs to materialize, I found time for an extensive camping trip in the Rockies and devoted four weeks at A.F.R.O.T.C. camp at Griffis Air Base.
Mr. C. Norman Fay Peter Fay '56 170 Forest Ave. 105 Russell Sage Hall West Newton 65, Mass. Hanover, N. H.
A joint letter written by Nonnie Fay and sonPeter follows:
"Intercollegiate Nonnie Fay" attended Dartmouth and obtained his degrees from Boston University and Columbia.
Upon termination of his college careers, he joined the Elliot Addressing Machine Company and later as sales manager of the firm, travelled in every state of the Union and in 22 foreign countries.
It was in these years he met and married Betty Barnum of Boston and later had three children: Patricia, Charles, and Peter.
In 1933 Nonnie entered his father's Chrysler-Plymouth dealership and became president of that company after serving as a major in Uncle Sam's Air Force during the war.
In 1948 his wife died and Nonnie has since married Jean Becker of Cambridge. They now have a new home on Buzzards Bay on Cape Cod. It is one of the few places on the Eastern sea coast where you can look out over the water at a sunset.
Peter, now in his junior year at Dartmouth, graduated from Choate School in Connecticut before coming to Hanover. Outside activities consist of fraternity life at Sigma Chi and occasional afternoon excursions down to Corey Ford's wrestling gymnasium. After graduating from Dartmouth, he will go into the Air Force.
Henson C. Robinson 112-114 North Fifth St. Springfield, Ill.
Henson writes as follows: Your letter to Charles R. Beard '56 of December 15 has come to my attention. Chuck is my step-son in fact, but my own son as far as our relationship is concerned. He is home on vacation at the present and on the go constantly, so about the only time his mother and I see him is at dinner time.
Chuck spent his early years in our local schools, leaving home to attend Lake Forest Academy during his junior and senior years where he played football and was not only an honor student and president of the Student Council, but graduated the honor man in his class. "We had many years before his graduation, selected Dartmouth as his College, so you can imagine how pleased his mother and I were when he was accepted. He will finish his junior year in June with one more year to go before Uncle Sam takes over his destiny.
The writer has been gone from Hanover for 34 years last June, during which time, I am sure many changes have been made at Hanover and I'll need Chuck to guide me around when I return in 1956 to see him graduate. Like all the fellows who left the campus that June day in 1920, I have been busy creating a place for myself and family in the business world. I have a daughter living in Harttord Conn., whose husband is by chance an associate or Charley Zimmermann. They are John L. and Margaret Lobingier with daughters Ann and Sue residing at 35 Ledgewood Road, West Hartford, Conn. I have a son Philip L. Robinson with wife Evelyn and son Henson, and a baby girl Aletha. Philip is associated with me in one of our family enterprises, the Faultless Milling Company, and lives here in Springfield. I have lived in Springfield my entire life as did my father and his father; in truth I am the sixth generation of my family to live here The business that my younger brother and I operate is in its 94th year of continuous operation in this same location. We specialize in heating, ventilation and air conditioning, particularly as it pertains to commercial and industrial construction. My older brother, Langdon Robinson 18, is the head and manager of the Faultless Milling Company, a local mill owned by my brothers, my sister and myself. The Faultless Mill manufactures cattle, hog, dairy, and suplemental feeds.
I enjoy membership in the usual local business and country clubs, am president of Henson Robinson Company, vice president of Faultless Milling Company, commissioner and vice chairman of the Springfield Airport Authority and reside with my charming wife at 1120 Orendorff Parkway. For avocation I am an ardent hunter and fisherman and have fished the waters from Alaska to the Gulf of Mexico and the Gulf Stream off the Coast of Florida and most of the States between.
Sherman Clough Galen W. Clough '57 16 Claflin Road 308 Streeter Brookline, Mass. Hanover, N. H.
Dad Sherm writes: It looks as if Galen has furnished you a proper share of the Clough history" for the class notes - perhaps a bit with "tongue in cheek" - but we figured from your letter that the main purpose you had in mind was to get a few words direct from the undergrad sons and also, of course, to get someone else to write up your next class notes for you!
Unless something unexpected happens Bert and I will be in Hanover for the '23 Family Weekend and we're looking forward another pleasant reunion with the rest of the "old folks."
Cordial greetings to all the Bixbys from all of us.
Son Galen writes: I'm afraid you've picked on a very undramatic family here. None of us have ever worked for the OSS, run for public office, or even prospected for uranium. In fact, Dad modestly insists: "There's not a darn thing I can tell Chet about myself that he doesn't already know - almost."
Well all right, you may say, but what about yourself? You're living in Hanover, the roaring social Mecca of the North. You must lead a roving life of adventure. Strangely enough, though I'm often forced to study. At times, in fact, my whole range of interests, hobbies, etc., indeed, my life's blood, centers around keeping my head above an ever-rising sea of assignments.
My two main outside diversions are golf and track — my golf scores range from here to infinity (here being around 80). My brother Sherm also plays, and each summer I manage to glean a substantial amount from him on bets. He moved to New York last month, though. I was sorry to see him go.
As far as track is concerned, I can safely say that I'm not Dartmouth's answer to Roger Bannister. In fact I can almost detect that "what, you-stillaround-here" look on Ellie Noyes' face lately.
The folks are already packing for the weekend of the 18th, so I don't even have to hand them a sales talk. So endeth my lesson.
Henry W, Holt '56 son of Kerch Holt
who passed away June 4, 1950.
Henry writes: As exams are chasing me right up to Christmas vacation, I'm afraid that this letter will not be the lengthy masterpiece that is desired. As far as the simple questions you asked me I'm six feet tall, blond, and weigh one hundred and ninety. The rest of the questions I'll try to pin down by eliminating everything but college, as I have had little part of anything else for two years.
It looks like I'm headed for engineering. I've been accepted by Thayer School but have not decided yet on which engineering field I will study. Although I'm best in sciences, I am taking just as few of them as I can and still meet Thayer's requirements. This way I'm getting a more liberal education and am strengthening myself where I'm weakest. The more varied course of study is less tedious, too. Actually, it is becoming more apparent that these liberal or out-of-the-way courses that people can't understand why a pre-engineer would take, are vocational even to an engineer. The application of such courses as philosophy, psychology and English to a career of engineering is becoming more and more obvious. Businessmen have told me that an engineer who can't express himself clearly, get along with people, and see beyond the slide rule, is an inferior one.
I don't mean to sound like a scholar. My marks are nothing to rave about, as I've been busy having a good time. I'm on the crew, am a Phi Delt, and in dramatics. *
I would like to elaborate on each but, as I have said, am short on time. I hope I will be of some help to you and to '23.
VICE PRESIDENT: John L. Taylor '22 hasbeen named Vice President in charge of salesfor The Ediwards Co., Norwalk, Conn., manufacturers of signaling and communicationsequipment. He was formerly General SalesManager.
Secretary, 170 Washington St., Haverhill, Mass.
Treasurer, Commonwealth Shoe & Leather Co. Whitman, Mass.
Bequest Chairman,
